There are always only a small number of people who can appreciate the vastness of the world in a short life, and the alchemists, who are the inventors of the tarot card, have left the Great Alkena to warn the world.This is one of the original decks developed by the alchemists.The material used for this deck is not a regular cardboard, but a metal deck of hollowed-out cards.Reflecting the glittering golden light in the sunlight, it is a proof of the production of pure gold.Mrs.
Michelle cleared her mind and let inspiration resonate with the world.The cards were mechanically shuffled in her hand, and after the order was disrupted, Mrs.
Michelle stopped shuffling the cards.Stack the cards with both hands, fan it out, and draw one out of it with inspiration and intuition.Mrs.
Michel froze in place, and it was a chariot in order.Although the chariot has the meaning of victory and conquest, it also has the meaning of conflict.This symbolizes that Effie's experience on this trip will be full of disasters, but I am afraid that it will have a bad impact on her fragile heart.Mrs.
Michelle sighed and said to herself, "This is the fate of every witch, Effie, don't fall for it." ”"Jingle bell" The guest pushed open the door of the pharmacy, and Mrs.
Michelle quickly put away the tarot cards on the table, and squeezed out a commercial smile, and said to the guest, "Good morning, what do you want?"
”Jobuterron followed not far behind Kcherov and walked up the stairs step by step.He deliberately slowed down, waiting about thirty seconds after Khcherov entered the door before pushing the door open and entering.There were a lot of people in the small newspaper office, and the room was noisy.At the front desk was an old man with gray hair, dozing off.The staff of each newspaper office are busy sorting out and collecting the latest news materials, and all kinds of lace news, strange people and strange things are messily placed on everyone's desk.Tubtrand watched as Kcherov walked to the department in charge of advertising.One of the staff was immersed in revising the format of tomorrow's advertisement, so preoccupied that he didn't notice Kcherov standing in front of him.It wasn't until Kecherov slapped his desk that he looked up and looked at the stranger in front of him in bewilderment."
Is there something wrong?
Did I forget the ad you were going to place?
Let me think, you must have been Mr.
Brighton four days ago?
”The newspaper employee held up his glasses in a daze.The high load of work had left his mind on the verge of turning, as could be seen in the mountains of pieces and files on the desk."
Perhaps, you need an assistant.""
This is my first time here, but I'm from the Secret Order and want to put an advertisement here." ”The newspaper clerk felt a little familiar after hearing about the Secret Rite Society.He did not answer Kecherov right away, but rummaged through the pile of materials behind him."
The Secret Ritual Society, the Secret Ritual Society, ha!
Pregnant. ”He opened the file and saw that the Order had prepaid for twenty years of advertising in the daily Mooney, and his eyes widened in disbelief."
Two...Twenty years. ”He whispered alone.Then he raised his head and said to Kecherov, "Sir, what do you want to post?"
”"It's simple, just one sentence, but please arrange it in a more prominent corner.Thank you. ”Kercherov responded."
Understand, although it can't be arranged on the first page, do you think it's okay to have the front page on the second page?"
The clerk said respectfully to Kercherov.He didn't dare to offend a big customer who had paid twenty years of advertising in advance, and a single advertisement would cost ten gold marks, and a year would be tens of thousands; As for twenty years of advertising, this is money that he will never earn in his lifetime."
Yes, please write down the content, but it must be word-for-word."
Ketcherov used a heavier tone on "word for word"."
Understand, please."
The clerk pulled out his notebook and pen and listened to what Khcherov was about to say."
The sky is grey and blue, and the migratory birds are lost on the homecoming journey.The dreaded predator waited for a chance to bite at his side, and when it rained, the migratory birds that had fallen behind flapped their wings and flew into the sky.Only the sky is the true destination. ”After saying that, Kecherov paused, waited for the clerk to successfully transcribe the sentence, and handed him the notebook to confirm that the contents were correct, before preparing to leave with confidence.Before turning to leave, he said to the clerk, "Remember, add the mark of our Secret Society." ”The clerk confirmed that there was a mark of the Order in the Society's files, and nodded cautiously at Khcherov, "Don't worry, sir.As our big customer, we will not miss anything when dealing with your business. ”"Well, then please.See you soon. ”After saying that, Khcherov left alone.After Chobuterrand entered the newspaper office, he woke up the old man at the front desk and used the change in his pocket to buy a copy of the daily Mooney Black Daily as a cover.He sat on the chairs near the door, which were used by the newspaper to entertain guests and wait, but the current front-line news actually requires reporters to go out to cover the news, so these chairs have been vacant.The old god Jobtrand sat on the ground in a chair, crossed his legs, and spread out the newspaper to cover his face.Although he looked like he was reading the newspaper seriously, Jobram's eyes never left Kercherov.Seeing that Kercherov was ready to leave, Joberrand did not immediately follow, but took a serious look at the newspaper clerk in charge of advertising."
It was just an ordinary person, and there was no energy fluctuation on his body at all.So, what exactly is the purpose of this man's coming?
”Jobuterron guessed in his heart.After Kcherov pushed the door and left, Jobutran immediately stood up from his chair.He walked up to the clerk, took out an employee ID issued by the Public Security Bureau from his bosom, and showed it to the newspaper employee."
I'm from the Sheriff's Bureau, and I need the advertising materials left by the lame man just now."
Jobuterron said with a serious expression.He didn't mention his name, and there were a lot of people here, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.What's more, there is a newspaper here, if it is not handled properly, the news headline the next day must be "The staff of the Public Security Bureau made a big fuss about the Mooney Black Daily newspaper." ”It was like a dream for the sudden appearance of the police officers at the newspaper employees who came into contact with them.He has a flustered expression and intends to get his colleagues' attention by yelling.Jobuterrand glared at him fiercely, "Don't make a noise, it's not you who has the problem."
I'll say again, I need all the advertising materials that the man just left behind. ”The newspaper clerk panicked and handed over the notebook he had just collected and the files of the Secret Society."
The Secret Society?
What kind of organization is it?
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