Chapter 1439 Artificial Existence Core (VII)

Observe the expression and prescribe the right medicine.

The essence of the charlatan shared by the second-rate fortune teller Kisaragi Chie is really suitable for commercial application.

Ms. Claire in front of him is still somewhat alert, and it is more important to guide her in a way.

At present, the strength is obviously quite successful.

Facing the fleeting and well-hidden alertness in Claire's eyes, Fu Qian was deeply satisfied for a while and continued to work hard.

"I not only know that your husband's last name is Weasley, but also that you are the same."

Humor is the lubricant of communication. An inappropriate cold joke will effectively help suspicious things become more suspicious.

"Haha... Your Excellency is more easy-going than I thought."

Claire's expression was somewhat stiff, but she nodded in applause.

Even after a slight hesitation, she reached out her hand the next moment and took the transparent bottle from Fu Qian.

"I will try to follow your advice... Excuse me, can I use the restroom?"

Claire rubbed it in her hand for a few times, and subconsciously glanced at the metal can next to Fu Qian, and suddenly looked apologetic.

"Of course."

Fu Qian, who always advocated making guests feel at home, how could he refuse such a reasonable request? He gestured to the side.

Not to mention that as the master of dreams, some of the other party's physical reactions at this moment were more or less contributed by himself.

...

The restroom, which was not very big, was quickly locked from the inside, and then the sound of water flow was heard.

In the living room, Master Gorrim Shaw, who was waiting for the return of the customer, focused his eyes on the metal can next to him, thinking.

After waiting for a few seconds, his movements suddenly became swift, and he suddenly pulled open a secret box from one side.

At a glance, there was an identical can in the secret box.

After taking out the latter and exchanging it with the one on the table, Fu Qian casually closed the secret box again.

The whole process was smooth and there was no sound from beginning to end.

The swiftness and dexterity of the move made him look more like a magician than a fortune teller.

Of course, such a clever trick did not prevent him from being caught by the prying eyes in the bathroom.

Sure enough, there was a problem...

Beside the running water, Claire, with her heart in turmoil, carefully retracted her movements to avoid being discovered.

And looking at her face in the mirror, she took a deep breath the next moment, telling herself that the more times like this, the less nervous she should be.

The other party's actions just now were obvious. There was something wrong with the jar. He was worried about being discovered by her, so he took this opportunity to replace it quietly.

But "my own problem" had been solved, so what else could be wrong with the jar?

——The filth on his hands just now being purified by the liquid in the jar was an illusion.

It was just a trick to lure herself into being deceived.

Even thinking deeply from this, could the bugs that appeared on the surface of her skin just now also be part of the illusion?

Just like the magic shows she usually watched, some things have been arranged before you notice them, even before you enter the door.

The person in front of her was not a master psychic, but a master liar.

He has been guiding me from the beginning.

So the question now is, what is his purpose?

Looking down at the bottle of blue liquid in her bag, Claire seemed to have the answer.

...

That guy's purpose is definitely not for that little reward.

With his means, it doesn't take that much trouble to cheat this little money.

All his actions are just to make Rick drink this bottle of stuff - through his own hands.

It is obvious that her family has fallen into some incomprehensible conspiracy.

Claire's body was trembling faintly as she reached out to hold the glass bottle.

It is almost conceivable that this bottle of tasteless liquid will definitely bring a terrifying effect comparable to death.

Then she will be the one who murdered her husband.

No one will believe her words, and even this master may have disappeared by then...

Calm down, the first thing to do is to escape from here.

With her forehead against the cold frame, Claire kept telling herself to calm down.

The first thing to do now is to never be found to have realized these things.

The above methods have already shown that the other party is not only good at magic tricks, but also good at hypnosis.

The combination of the two is why I was deceived before.

In short, this guy is very dangerous. It is hard to say what he will do to me once he finds out... So I can't stay here for too long.

After taking a deep breath again, Claire finally forced herself to calm down and began to handle her personal affairs step by step.

...

"Sorry for the long wait."

After a moment, as the bathroom door opened, Claire walked back to her seat quickly and apologized again at the first time.

"It's okay, this is the service that customers should enjoy."

Master Gorrim Shaw is still easy-going.

"Actually, I should say sorry. I haven't been served since just now. Do you want something to drink?"

"No."

At this time, Claire undoubtedly didn't dare to drink anything from the other party, but she refused naturally. While talking, she took out the small glass bottle from her bag and shook it.

"I have to go back quickly and think about how to get Rick to drink something as soon as possible."

Oh?

Unfortunately, even so, the master on the opposite side didn't seem to understand the humor for a moment.

With his eyes narrowed, Fu Qian looked at her with a smile but not a smile, but did not say anything.

The originally harmonious atmosphere of communication froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Claire's expression was the same.

"It would be better if it was faster."

Fortunately, before her smile completely faded, Master Grimshaw finally nodded.

"Any other questions?"

"... This special potion is really magical. Are those bugs completely melted? Can I see what it looks like?"

Facing the master's parting question, Claire hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to leave politely, but pointed to the jar on the table.

This was a point she had thought of earlier. Since the other party had made such preparations, it meant that he suspected that she might look at it.

In this case, if he did not make a request, it would be more suspicious.

"Of course."

As it turned out, facing her slightly rude request, the master's attitude seemed to relax a little.

And adhering to his usual straightforward style, the next moment he opened the lid and pushed it over.

Clear and transparent, the blue waves swayed, and there was no trace of those disgusting creations.

Claire only took a glance and couldn't help exclaiming.

Of course, when she signaled the other party to put it away, she also tried her best to restrain herself and didn't look in the direction of the dark box.