Wu Ling seemed to have everything under control, and I gradually relaxed.
When I met up with Skinny and the others afterward, I was still a little uneasy, but I no longer felt so dispirited. I also told them about Wu Ling's plan.
Finding the notebook sounded difficult, but it wasn't completely hopeless.
"Could someone overseas have found the notebook ages ago and put it away in a collection?" Skinny's imagination was already running wild. "Foreigners love doing stuff like that. There are plenty of private collectors, and lots of people who like tinkering with things like this. Their flea markets are lively, too. I once went abroad with her and found some tarot cards. They supposedly belonged to some famous medium, but who knows if that was true."
That was a good sign.
Afraid that saying too much would make Skinny suspicious, I just nodded.
"Didn't we say last time that we'd cooperate globally? It should be a lot easier to find things like that now. The demon came here, and people overseas might not know about it. Those things wouldn't be much use to them anyway." Guo Yujie was really getting into it, helping to flesh out Wu Ling's fake plan.
Guo Yujie probably hadn't noticed anything.
The more he listened, the more Fatty seemed to believe it. With no other good ideas, he chimed in, "At least it's a lead, and the most promising one we have right now. Let's wait and see."
Chen Xiaoqiu didn't follow that line of conversation. She glanced at me and changed the subject. "Now that you've lost your abilities, are paranormal events no longer finding you, or are you still in danger?"
That was something I'd worried about before, too.
I gave a crooked smile. "At least I have Greenleaf's protective