Before Angel could ask, the other party sat down on the seat and spoke out his request in rapid succession.
It turned out that his daughter had been missing for nearly a week. He had tried calling the police and searching for Detective, but to no avail. Detective even told him tactfully that in Backlund, there was almost no hope of finding a young woman who had been missing for more than three days.
He has now begun to seek help from gods and the illusory Divination.
Thank you so much...
Hearing that the other party regarded Divination as the last straw after all his efforts, Angel could hardly hold back the smile on his face.
After receiving the crumpled missing person notice from the man, Angel stopped complaining and complaining in his heart and read it carefully.
The missing person notice showed a girl about 15 years old with a sweet face and long hair. There were also some keywords below: Emily O'Neill, brown hair, black eyes. She was wearing a light yellow dress and carrying a satchel containing grammar and arithmetic textbooks when she disappeared.
"Mr. O'Neill, can you tell us in detail what happened before Emily disappeared?"
Putting down the missing person notice, Angel looked at the haggard father again. The latter subconsciously took out a cigarette and was about to light it, but after looking at Angel, he put the cigarette and lighter back into his pocket.
"She went to school that day, not far from home, at the comprehensive school at the junction of North Borough and Cherwood Borough, but I didn't see her come back until late at night..."
Mr. O'Neill rushed to the school overnight and asked the teacher. He learned that Emily left with his classmates after school that day. After repeatedly searching the road between school and home to no avail, he called the police.
Of course, like everyone who eventually seeks divination, seeks help from the occult, the police, even those without Beyonder Ability Detective, can do nothing.
Within a week, the father, who loved his daughter deeply, had become sloppy and skinny. He could not even take care of his work and his tearful wife, and was frantically looking for a solution every day.
"I understand. Did you bring items that she frequently uses, or close-fitting clothing?"
After hearing the story of the girl's disappearance, Angel put down the untied citrine pendant and took out Magic Mirror.
I am afraid that only true occultism can help this gentleman.
"Yes, yes," Mr. O'Neill, obviously someone pointed out, hurriedly took out an exquisite stationery bag, "She has been using this stationery bag for a year and a half. I just bought her a new one. Fortunately, she hasn't thrown this one away yet."
Although it is not a personal item, it can be used for a long time and leave enough connections.
Angel took the stationery bag, placed Magic Mirror on the bag, faced himself, stroked the mirror, and muttered:
"Magic Mirror Magic Mirror Tell me, where is Emily O'Neill now?"
The fog that only she could see flashed past, and the mirror first turned dark, and then displayed several images, making Angel breathed a sigh of relief—the divination target was still alive.
In the picture, a little girl with brown hair wearing a light yellow dress was roughly pulled into an unmarked carriage.
The carriage drove past low buildings and dirty streets, passing groups of homeless people on the roadside. A messenger bag was thrown out of the window, and several homeless people swarmed up.
Shortly after entering a two-story building, the carriage drove out again, made a circle, and drove in another direction.
Following the carriage, Angel saw a familiar building, but then the scene disappeared as if it had been disturbed, and her slightly expectant expression reappeared.
After taking a deep breath and sorting out what Magic Mirror Divination saw, Angel looked at Mr. O'Neill who looked nervous.
"Your daughter, Emily Miss, was indeed kidnapped..."
"Who is it? Where is it? Tell me!"
Mr. O'Neill almost jumped up and asked questions one after another. Then he felt a little excited and sat down on the chair again.
"Sorry, I'm a little... but how did you know? Just based on this small mirror?"
"This is called Magic Mirror Divination. Your daughter was carrying a blue satchel when she disappeared. It was about this big and had a row of tassels on the side..."
In order to win his trust, Angel revealed the appearance of the satchel thrown away by the kidnapper in the divination screen, which was not written in detail on the missing person notice.
"Yes, it's hers!" Mr. O'Neill was so excited that his eyes were red, "Is she still alive now? Where can I find her?"
"I can only divine part of the information. Well, do you have a map? East Borough and Cherwood Borough."
Angel took an almost torn map that O'Neill took out from under his windbreaker and found that there were notes in different handwritings on it, perhaps from those Detective he had hired before.
"The place where she was kidnapped is probably the location of Cherwood Borough..."
Based on the picture obtained from the divination, she circled an area on the map, and then drew a line pointing to East Borough.
"Then the carriage went to East Borough, stopped briefly in a two-story building, and then left in another direction. It passed a very distinctive building in Dharavi Street, and then it should have returned to Cherwood Borough according to the direction."
Marking several important locations and connecting them with each other, Angel roughly drew the route that the kidnapper took. However, due to insufficient information or interference in the final divination, she was unable to confirm the last stop of the carriage.
Fortunately, there was an important landmark she had seen before, which was an apartment across the street from Dharavi Street, where Dominic and Sonia once lived.
As for the two-story building, there are thousands of similar buildings East Borough Angel cannot confirm its specific location.
"The only clue now is the place where they stayed. I suggest you find a private Detective and search according to the travel route. Emily is still alive at present, but it may not be certain after that."
"Thank you, thank you!"
O'Neill first held the map and looked at it carefully, as if to imprint the route drawn with a red pen in his mind, then carefully folded it and put it away, and then continued:
"I will find the best Detective and start investigating as soon as possible. Ha, at first I just thought that I have tried all the methods and come here to try my luck. I didn't expect you..." He even used honorifics, "You are really as powerful as Ms. Swann said."
Swann? Lola Swann?
Angel raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect to hear Lola's name from O'Neill's mouth. Why would she promote her little divination room to observe my "acting"? Or just a casual recommendation?
Seeing O'Neill put down a full five-pound note and turned around to leave, Angel quickly stopped him.
"Mr. O'Neill, if those Detectives can't do anything, you can try your luck at Bridge District's 'Bravehearts Bar'. The 'Old Man' there knows some, um, people like me, who might be able to help you."
O'Neill was stunned for a moment, muttering "Bravehearts Bar" and "Old Man" silently to deepen his impression, then nodded and thanked Angel.
Compared with those love divination, the divination for Mr. O'Neill to find her daughter did not allow Angel to digest Potion, but it made her feel the joy of helping others for the first time in a long time.
Although no new business came in until sunset, she was surrounded by high spirits.
In the evening, after leaving Divination Club, she still went to East Borough's new safe house to change her clothes and take a short rest before preparing to return to Bridge District Red Rose Street's home.
Passing by the iconic apartment Dharavi Street, Angel got off the carriage and looked up at the sky passage across the street from the apartment.
In Magic Mirror Divination, the carriage passed through this street, walked west, and finally returned to Cherwood Borough.
Looking at the street that had been dyed with Crimson Moon's faint light, Angel found a deserted corner, took out Magic Mirror, and prepared to perform another divination here.
Maybe there will be new gains, or maybe just like the afternoon, it will be interrupted at a critical moment...
But it's better to try than to regret.
"Magic Mirror Magic Mirror tell me, Emily..."
"Boom——"
A violent explosion suddenly occurred in an apartment building opposite her. Bright yellow flames poured out of the windows of a house on the third floor, lifting half of the roof into the sky. Then bricks, tiles and flesh and blood rained down on Angel.
What's going on? Someone attacked me?
As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, her body subconsciously jumped to the side to avoid a stone hitting her, and then dodged left and right to avoid bricks and sharp tiles.
There were also screams of pain coming one after another from the side. Passerby on the street was caught off guard and was hit by a falling rock.
Fortunately, there was only one explosion, and the rain of falling objects quickly stopped falling. With Beyonder's skill, Angel was not injured, but various groans and moans continued to come from the surroundings, and pedestrians may have suffered heavy casualties.
Through the fog that filled the sky above the street, Angel looked at the center of the explosion. At the top of the three-story gray-blue apartment, half of the wall had been blown down. Thick smoke was still billowing from inside, and a faint smell of gas entered her nostrils.
It turned out to be a gas explosion...
She felt relieved a little and walked towards the apartment to see the casualties.
"Are you that Bounty Hunter, Xio Derecha?"
A hoarse voice sounded inside the apartment door, and Angel saw a tall figure walking out of the smoke-filled apartment. He was almost two meters tall, with broad shoulders and round shoulders, like a giant. He was wearing a hooded robe that obviously did not fit his body shape. He looked at Angel with dark brown eyes like a beast.
"What Bounty Hunter?"
Angel subconsciously thought that he had recognized the wrong person, and even glanced behind him to confirm that apart from the injured lying on the ground, groaning, or motionless, he was the only one standing on the street now.
"You were the one who asked that guy to look for Lanevus."
The "giant" muttered to himself as if confirming, then kicked off his feet and rushed towards her with agility that was not suited to his body.
Looking for...Lanevus?
Hearing this familiar name, Angel instantly thought of the arrival of the evil god Tingen City, the father of the "child" in Megose's belly, and Street Park who was as dead and injured as he was today.
With a "click", she pressed Magician Pocket Watch without hesitation, stepped out Frost with one foot, pinched Black Flame with one hand, and faced the "giant" rushing towards her like a mountain.