Lord of the Silver Crow

When Yago returned to his mansion on the outskirts of Fast, Elsa was sitting in the courtyard, sitting on the silver-gray seat, holding the delicate coaster in her left hand, sipping mouth by mouth, as if thinking about something. .

At this moment, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the courtyard gate. When Yago pushed open the courtyard gate and appeared in her field of vision, she asked aloud:

"Dior--"

After habitually skimming the middle syllables, Elsa corrected her pronunciation:

"Diago, why are you back?"

"Even at work, it's impossible to stay on for seven days, can it? Good afternoon, Fanks."

Yago responded with a smile, turned his head and greeted Old Fanks from the right side of the house with the gardener's shovel.

"Welcome back, master." The vicissitudes and mellow voice of Old Fanks came out.

"I hope no small animals in the garden interrupt your work."

"Yes, very lucky, master, there are no rats or bugs."

After the three chatted a few black words, Old Fanks bowed back.

Yago also entered the mansion one after another with Elsa who stood up.

After entering the door, he took off his hat, and while patrolling the room, he asked Elsa in a low voice:

"In the end what happened?"

Elsa rubbed the position of her temples and shook her head tiredly:

"Someone sneaked into the house and searched everywhere, as if looking for something."

At this moment, abruptly, a tender voice sounded not far from him:

"He looked for a long time in the study."

His heart beat suddenly, Yago turned his head and looked for the source of the sound. As expected, little Betty, holding a fairy tale book, was standing on his left hand.

Expressionlessly.

Although he has seen it many times, it is still difficult for him to get used to it.

Kneeling down, Yago looked directly at her, repeating the sentence:

"study?"

"..." Betty nodded without any expression on her face.

Yago turned his head and glanced at Elsa.

"On Thursday, when I went home, there were Extraordinary people approaching the carriage."

Elsa took the words, her voice in a clear and authentic voice:

"At first, I thought I met the Extraordinary by chance, but the other party has been following the carriage."

"In the end, although there was no fighting, when I got home, Betty told me the news."

"I think they should act together..."

As soon as this sentence came out, Yago realized that the situation might not be right:

"Organized extraordinary?"

What secret organization is eyeing the Fast family?

Or is it the Church of Righteous God?

But, what's bad is that he can't tell the thorn tree what happened. He can only rely on the Fast family to investigate. If there is a danger, he can only rely on a few of them to deal with...

In any case, you can only investigate the study first, and first determine the purpose of the infiltrator.

.....

While talking, the three of Yago entered the house, and Old Fanks calmly closed the door, as if it were normal.

Carrying a gas lamp, the three of them entered the study, which was darkened by drawing the curtains.

After seeing Old Fanks guarding the corridor, Yago, under the guidance of Little Betty, turned over the books that had been turned over locally.

However, until an hour later, the three did not find any useful clues.

"He came to the study, what information should he find? What information is only our Fast family, or is it relatively simple to obtain through our Fast family?"

"He should be looking for books related to mysterious side knowledge, right?"

Elsa spoke out, expounding her views in normal logic:

"If it's those books, in order to avoid being discovered, I have thrown them in the warehouse and haven't moved them."

"If the goal is books, it's very likely."

Yago also nodded, this speculation is very reasonable, as long as the other party's target is really books.

According to Little Betty's description, the person flips through books very quickly. If it is not for any special ability, then it is obviously impossible to find effective information for this kind of quantum wave speed reading with IQ and calligraphy.

Isn't the thing looking for a book?

If it is not a book, then it should be a small thing that can be clipped in a book.

Or there may be a way to quickly identify whether it is the target.

Special pattern? Special mark? Special text?

After squeezing a copy of "Hervidman's Travels" into the old bookshelf, Yago writhed with many conjectures in his mind, sighed, and decided to use his skills to find the answer.

Library use?

Investigation?

inspiration?

Needless to say, the first one is totally unpointed, and the second one...not much hope.

Only use inspiration.

Although the number of inspiration is only 20, it is sufficient in the human category.

If you think about it, you can understand that the limit of human inspiration is only 20, so non-humans should exceed 20.

Even if there is a possibility that the number 20 is not enough in the future, in general, this 20 represents 100%.

Undecided, dice an inspiration.

Suddenly, words appeared on the pages of the book in Yago's mind.

【Inspiration Test=8.....】

【Inspiration Test=1020】

[Diago and others tried to follow the trajectory of the sneakers to search for clues, but they did not find any special content in the books on the shelves. However, Diago suddenly noticed that in these old bookshelves, Those stacked books are lower than the height that each shelf can hold. 】

【Among these bookshelves, the books that should be placed are bigger and higher. 】

[Moreover, Diago noticed that there are some strange and complicated patterns on the bookshelf. 】

Slap--

As the cover of the pocket watch engraved with silver was opened, the numbers on the small dial came into view.

After habitually preparing for the gambler fallacy immediately after using the skills, Yago began to think about what this description represented.

A bigger book? Strange lines?

Following the inspired cue, Yago found the "strange and complicated pattern" described in the description.

The line is on the inside of the bookshelf, blocked by the book.

The texture is silver, like metal, a little thin, a bit like accidentally sprayed paint, silver paint

blood?

Yago raised his right hand and looked at his fair skin, under which silver blood was flowing.

He took down the books one by one, and under the gaze of little Betty and Elsa, he raised the lantern and carefully checked the lines painted with blood.

Texture...

It's not like a totem, or a symbol, or a word...

Text?

A possibility emerged in Yago's mind, and then he turned on the subtitles nervously.

On the inside of the bookshelf, the silver lines illuminated by lanterns were reorganized into simplified Chinese in front of his eyes on the illusory subtitles that only he could see:

"Help!"

Help! ?