Since Fiona was on the street last night, without the blessing of crystals, incense and clear water, in short, without all the external help that orthodox Tarot masters need, after almost turning the clown girl upside down, Intuit The name of Mis spread among some patients in Arkham who were not very crazy. For example, Poison Ivy became a fan of Themis, hanging herself by Fiona with fifty dollars in her pocket every day. Waiting for her to open at the door of the flower shop, regardless of whether it will scare people or not.

Not to mention, Fiona was really bluffed by her when she opened the door today, and almost dropped the water bottle she was holding in her arms. Fortunately, the training of the Assassin League left her with a little sense of judgment and control. Basically, so that she will not drive away the door-to-door business early in the morning:

"What's up?!"

Pamela is so wronged, what else can she do besides squatting in front of the store in real time?Rushing in to rob Fiona's orange cat? This wave of operations is generally Catwoman's style, not hers: "I'm waiting for you, Themis, look, I also brought fifty dollars."

Fiona collected herself: "Although I know you may come back today...but the question is how did you find it?"

"Actually, I knew you lived here from the beginning." As soon as Pamela said it, she found that Fiona was looking at her strangely. The perverted stalker who peeps at other people's homes every day:

"The plants in your store told me! It has nothing to do with me! Subjective will and passive ability can be separated!"

Fiona: "...All right, you come in first."

After she opened the door, what met her was a mess, even more messy than last night.Pamela looked at the shop that Fiona had turned into a mess, and asked cautiously with full respect: "The furnishings here are different from what I've seen before..." She walked around a pile of crystals that jingled. The hanging ornaments avoided a pile of goat skulls piled up high, and after almost kicking over the various piles of candles, after a lot of hard work, I finally found a place to sit that was not occupied by all kinds of psychic tools. Down:

"Is there anything special about putting these things in this way?"

Fiona closed the door, turned the "Closed for Business" sign to the outside, continued to search for things through rummaging through boxes and chests, and replied without raising her head: "No, it's just that you can't find things in ordinary searches. Don't think too much about it."

At this moment, the orange cat raised by Fiona walked in from behind with a standard catwalk. When it saw Pamela, it immediately entered a first-level combat state, arching its back to the beautiful red hair The woman made a threatening snort.In many cases, the size and momentum are directly proportional, just like now, this cat is very vicious, and Pamela is a little timid after seeing it, so she quickly complained to its owner:

"Themis, your cat doesn't like me!"

Without looking back, Fiona copied a mirror at random. She didn't even need to light the candle to enhance her spiritual vision. She swiped into it and came to a conclusion. Then she continued to dig into the cabinets to find what she needed: "Don't be afraid. , it’s not hating you, it’s just seeing ghosts.”

"Ghost ghost ghost ghost..." Pamela immediately stuttered in fright. She didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or it was true. She even felt a trace of coolness behind her: "Does this kind of thing really exist... ..."

The fear of the unknown and beyond the material world seems to be deeply rooted in everyone's bones from the moment of birth. Even if Pamela is already the frightening "Poison Ivy", she is also a human being, and she is also afraid of ghosts. Not to mention that no matter on the land of America or in the far eastern continent, everyone firmly believes that animals like cats can see the soul. In various legends and stories related to witches, most of them are Follow the black cat, which is said to be able to communicate with Yin and Yang, and even devour souls.

But the problem is that Fiona's cat is a big orange, a full fifteen pounds, very stocky, so fat that it can be hooked to something as ethereal as a psychic.

Fiona seemed to be able to see what Pamela was thinking, and held up respect for her big orange: "Don't discriminate against big orange just because it's fat, it's smart."

As soon as she finished speaking, the fat orange cat jumped up on the spot—it was so unreal and supernatural, how did it jump with its weight—and landed on Pamela’s lap, Pamela suddenly felt The knee sank, and the kneecap was almost smashed:

This is really a puzzling question, why is her orange cat so fat!

But when the big orange jumped up, the coolness that had been lingering around her before really disappeared.

At this time, Fiona finally found what she was looking for. It was a silver knife, less than ten centimeters long, small and exquisite, which could fit in her hand.The same silver scabbard is engraved with astrological symbols and runes. The workmanship is quite exquisite, the blade is sharp, and the blade is bright. They all felt a little dazzling: "What is this?"

Fiona put the knife back into its sheath, and explained lightly: "It's just for self-protection, don't mind. By the way, you just said that you knew I lived here from the beginning?"

Pamela quickly proved her innocence: "I didn't tell anyone! Not now, and I won't—"

"Then what if she asked you?" Fiona raised her eyes to look at her with a half-smile: "Ma'am? Do you dare to look into my eyes and assure me that you won't tell her?"

They all know who this "she" refers to:

Harley Quinn, AKA Harley Quinn.

Pamela suddenly felt guilty: "I..."

"Actually, it's okay if you tell her." Fiona stuffed candles and mirrors into cabinets and drawers, and finally found a place for herself to get out. This shows that she is really not good at housework, at least in Pretty bad at tidying things up:

"The deadliest danger I can see does not come from her."

After getting Fiona's promise in this regard, Pamela felt a little sorry for not saying anything, so she promised: "I won't tell anyone except her!"

"It's okay." Fiona smiled: "I buried runes in the threshold, not just anyone can walk in."

"Rune runes?" Pamela didn't know what rune runes were, but since the word came out of Themis' mouth, it must be something very useful and linked to the psychic thing. And her conjecture was confirmed in the next second:

"Catch—thief—ah—"

In Gotham, robbing and being robbed during the day seems to be nothing unusual. After all, the dark knight Batman and his assistant Robin will only appear at night, so the law and order during the day is handed over to the official Gotham Police Department, and Gotham The police force in the police station is limited, and they can't control everything. Therefore, in places beyond their control, there will be all kinds of strange and strange crimes that only you can't think of. No criminals can't do it. Just like now, there is a criminal He snatched a bag and was running down the street with a knife in his hand. He was chasing a few policemen behind him. He was crossing the road towards Fiona's flower shop. The police, after all, this is their usual trick, and this trick will work in [-]% of the cases, and the remaining [-]% may be that Superman heard it and brought justice from heaven.

Since this is Gotham, the possibility of justice from heaven is cut in half. After all, there are people calling for help every day in the city of crime.

Pamela is an extreme plant protector. When she saw that the criminal trampled on the lawn while running away, she was so jealous that she just wanted to manipulate the plants to tie him up and hang him upside down. , was held down by Fiona:

"Wait."

The temperature of the young psychic's hand was very low for some reason, it was so cold that even though she was in a heated room, it seemed as if she had just come in from the outside. When she put her hand on it, Pamela was shocked. Say: "Your hands are so cold!"

"Hush..." Fiona raised a finger to block her lips, and said in a low voice:

"For the sake of your vow not to reveal my information, I invite you to watch a free show today."

Pamela was miraculously calmed down by her, and the mixed emotions of anger and worry that had been surging in her heart before were all gone, as if someone had gone through her mind with a vacuum cleaner, making her feel otherwise There is no time to think about anything, and I can only focus on watching a so-called "good show".

The robber was getting closer and closer to the door of Fiona's flower shop.Most criminals in Gotham have the ability to judge whether the store is locked or not from a distance. After all, crime is all about efficiency. You can see that the door of this flower shop is not closed tightly.

Not only is it not closed tightly, but there are also two unsuspecting people sitting inside, Lucky!God helped me today too!

——In the next second, holding "I'm so lucky today hahahahaha", the criminal who had already started the carnival in advance, came to the left foot less than one meter in front of Fiona's door He stumbled and fell on the ground with his right foot, and before he could even stretch out his arms to support the ground for self-protection, he fell headfirst at the door of this humble flower shop.

The moment his head hit the ground hard, the dull sound made Pamela's heart tremble.When he fell down, his hand was still stretched forward. It was obviously only a few centimeters away, but he couldn't touch the threshold of Fiona's flower shop. It really made people cry when they heard it. .

When the Gotham police carried him away, Fiona saw his face. It was a very young guy with black hair. He had fainted from the force of the impact, so he couldn't see the color of his eyes, but This is also enough.

"Themis?" Pamela watched as Fiona took out a notebook from the drawer - the drawer of this florist seemed to be connected to Doraemon's pocket - and began to write. , leaned over curiously: "What are you doing, can I see?"

"Please read." Fiona didn't hold back, and opened the book openly to show Pamela:

"I'm sorting out today's fortune notes."

Pamela was fine if she didn't look at it, but she felt hairy all over her body when she saw it. If Fiona hadn't made it clear that she was a little girl with no combat effectiveness, she really wanted to run away immediately.It doesn't matter if you are turned upside down by detectives like Batman and Robin, after all, this is still within the reach of human beings. Except for those who are particularly courageous and firmly believe in materialism and Marxism-Leninism, most people will feel chills in their hearts.

The book clearly says:

Today's fortune, the wheel of fortune is in the right position, there will be three unexpected guests: one is the silver thread queen, who is supposed to be a red-haired adult woman who loves plants and nature; the second is the silver-winged king, who is supposed to be a black-haired adult man , aged between 22 and [-]; the third is a magician, presumably an adult woman with supernatural abilities.

"You, you, you, you count this every day?!" Pamela finally felt the feeling of being ripped apart that Harry once felt. No one can keep any secrets in front of her. It's really not ordinary scary:

"Who is this third uninvited guest?!"

"It's reasonable, ma'am." Fiona sighed: "Everyone knows the principle that practice makes perfect. Since no one taught me, I can only practice every day by myself." She opened the cabinet and showed herself to Pamela collection, this drawer is full of identical notebooks, and there are at least three dozen:

"I don't know who she is, anyway, just wait, someone should come."

"You insist on this 'daily fortune'..." Pamela pointed to her book and asked, "How long?"

"Ten or so years." Fiona ticked the first and second items, raised her head and smiled, as if she was doing nothing but trivial things: "Persistence will surely yield results."

Pamela suddenly developed respect for her. After all, not everyone can persist in one thing day after day for so many years. Many adults do not have this perseverance and perseverance, let alone Themis is just a little girl up.

"Actually, I think you will come here today, no matter what you ask, there will be no results, because you have already made up your mind, and asking at this time is just to seek psychological comfort." Fiona finished taking notes, and on the counter Looking at Pamela with his chin propped up, his legs couldn't reach the ground, so he swayed on the high chair, which was quite consistent with the swaying frequency of the tail of the orange cat still lying on Pamela's lap:

"It depends on man's effort. Whatever you want to do, you must do it. Now is a golden opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it."

Pamela suddenly fell silent. Fiona drew a card casually, and unexpectedly brought out two cards, which were the upright lover and Yinyue Er. After thinking about it, she tactfully encouraged Pamela:

"...In fact, there are states in the United States that support the same-sex marriage bill. Be optimistic. I am very optimistic about you and the lady last night. Come on, you can do it. After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you Being with her can also help her stay away from this scumbag she likes now, how great it is, it kills two birds with one stone!"

Pamela fell off the stool in shock.

——Okay, shut up, don't talk anymore!That's not tactful at all, thank you!

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