The big orange is the most important [comprehensive British and American]

After deciding on the person to handle this matter, it is the itinerary issue. This is the first time that Fiona has been taken so formally to handle things as an apprentice, and it is the first time she has done anything before the trip. You don't have to do anything, after you pack your suitcase, you just need to go to the side and wait for Dahlia to check it out for her.

Natalia is in charge of communicating with the official St. Petersburg police. At the same time, she is one of the few in Bantiva who can handle a car—here refers to a normal car, not the electric balance two-wheeler that Tatiana and Martha love— The person who drives fast and steady without speeding is also the person responsible for sending Daria and Fiona to the designated place; it is Eugene who is in charge of applying for Fiona's visa on arrival, because Fiona is coming to Russia, I apply for a student visa. If you stay overnight in a city other than where the school is located, you need to bring your certificate to apply for landing, and you have to apply again when you return to school, otherwise you will be detained as an illegal stay; and now I am confirming the next step with her It was Dahlia herself who arranged the time. At the same time, Dahlia, as her mentor, was also responsible for checking the things she brought:

"You don't need to use goat skulls for the time being." Dahlia picked out the goat skulls from Fiona's box at a glance, and explained:

"You will take the path of white witchcraft in the future, and you will not use these offensive things, unless you are no longer protected by white witchcraft, or you need to use it to speed up the arrival of retribution. By then, you It is not too late to use it according to the old method. In the process of assisting the police to find the murderer, we must not speed up the process on our behalf. Warn those potential criminals, and play the role of killing chickens and monkeys."

"As long as we still live in the tangible material world, we must abide by the laws here, and psychics should not go beyond the laws of ordinary people anyway."

Fiona was immediately led to think of a vicious criminal like the clown by this sentence, which was basically equivalent to "you can't do it for me", but after thinking about it again, this person was already paralyzed on Arkham's bed, so she didn't ask too much Dalia, "What if that person is really too vicious and cannot accept legal sanctions because of mental illness as a cover", nodded humbly and replied:

"Okay, make a note of it."

This shows that Fiona has had absolutely no one to teach her for the previous 15 years.Generally speaking, these things that have almost become common sense to most psychics are so strange in Fiona's eyes.She watched Dahlia tidy up the boxes for her, and told her some basic things while she was arranging, she just felt fresh and curious:

"This candle also needs to be changed. Double-ended candles, herbal candles, and reverse cross candles cannot be used. White candles can barely be brought, and black candles should be left in Bentiwa. We are going this time to ask for a result. It’s not to find people or things, and there is no need to do dispersal rituals, because as you can perceive, this girl died with hatred, resentment and revenge, her soul is just for us. It's just an undead with a heavy story. It is an evil spirit only for the murderer, and this kind of evil spirit does not need to be dispelled, so a large part of these candles you are used to are not used, and they are directly used to treat the undead. Just go with the black cross candle for communication—wait a minute, what is this?"

Daria pulled out a wand from the side of Fiona's box, and asked suspiciously, "Did your mother leave it to you? Is this... a wizard's wand?"

Fiona nodded, as a tacit consent, which confused Dahlia: "But you are in Bentiwa now, and you are learning psychics, not magic, and you don't need this."

Fiona explained: "I've always used it as a talisman along with my silver star knife."

Daria immediately rubbed her hands on Fiona's body, because if this wand is really her amulet as Fiona said, then anyone who touches it directly will be in bad luck It's been a few days, unless you immediately contact the person protected by the amulet to prove that this is just a touch between acquaintances, not a malicious temptation:

"It makes sense. Thinking about it this way, you bring your mother's relics with you, and it does serve as a talisman. Just like your name, it is a long-lasting and blessed protection from your elders—bring more mirrors, It is used to open the gate of the underworld, if the girl's soul has almost dissipated, we have to go to the opposite world to disturb her and bring her back."

"Bring more sage." Eugene, who was in charge of confirming Fiona's visa on the side, immediately contributed his own personal experience: "If you are on the scene, because the dead souls are too emotional, it will make you lose your sight." If the "eye" fails, then the sage can protect your energy field, stabilize the emotions of the undead, and enable you to communicate with the undead better. The sage is like a bridge in the magic of the undead, as long as you ignite it, It can build a bridge of communication with the undead, and when you extinguish it, it can effectively eliminate the influence and aftermath from the world of the dead. Its smoke can protect you and help you. In short, especially when you encounter When the victim dies with injustice and resentment, you must prepare for the worst. For example, the undead does not want to come to see you, or she is too excited to tell you any useful information, etc. In this situation, it’s good to bring more sage, the police in St. Petersburg should have been used to our wild ‘arsons’ from time to time.”

It was only then that Fiona discovered something she had neglected for a long time. Maybe it was due to the different national conditions in the legend, which led to the different attitude of the police towards the psychic matter: "The Russian police...so they can ask for help so openly. From a psychic?"

Daria shrugged: "Yes, unlike the United States, which believes in freedom, democracy and science, in Russia, it is actually an unspoken secret that psychics assist the police in investigations, and in order to ensure credibility, everyone The words of the psychic must be archived."

Fiona was startled: "Do you want to archive?!"

Daria nodded: "Yes, it should be archived together with the psychic's own photo archives. Although this approach will make many people feel constrained, it is also a way for everyone to say something for themselves It’s a good way to be responsible, and at the same time, it can also let people who seek help from a psychic in the future intuitively feel how good this person’s psychic level is, and whether he is really worthy of that certificate. Haven’t you experienced such a thing as archiving before?”

Fiona shook her head, whether it was when she acted alone in the Middle East as "Themis" or when she cooperated with the Gotham police.She had never experienced such a formal filing situation, such a high-standard, formal process, which made her a little nervous for a while.

Daria patted her on the shoulder to comfort her: "Then this will be the first time 'Themis' will officially appear in front of everyone. Don't be afraid, even Natalia and Tatyana can't vouch for their psychic 100 % Accuracy, this is just a reference. In the end, everyone is fighting for the accuracy rate in the file. By the way, generally speaking, such a formal, involved and influential matter needs to sign a non-disclosure agreement , There is no four or five months that you cannot communicate with the outside world. Do you have any relatives or friends? Tell them that you will disappear for a while, but during this period, you are absolutely safe in Bentiwa. "

Fiona thought for a while, and realized that there was really someone who needed to be notified, and it happened that she could bring her orange cat here: "I'm going to call Diana."

Staying on watchtower duty tonight are Wonder Woman and Batman.

In fact, Barry the Flash should be on duty tonight. As the mascot of the Justice League recognized by the masses, he is upright and enthusiastic, and he is very good at enlivening the atmosphere. Sometimes I can relax a little bit.To use Shazam and Cyborg's private complaints, when the two were on duty together, "the two extremes collided together, and there was a miraculous effect of mitigating", but before Wonder Woman went to see Fio Na, specially changed shifts with Barry, so now the one on duty in the watchtower is Wonder Woman who came from the shift.

If measured by human age, Diana's age has exceeded the sum of the ages of everyone in the Justice League, and she is a veritable "elder".She has seen too many battles between gods, and too many right and wrong in the world. When a person has experienced enough things, she will become peaceful in everything she sees.This directly caused her to take a detached and tolerant attitude even when she looked at the cold and impersonal Batman, the most repulsive, cold and impersonal Batman in the Justice League, her eyes were as loving as Looking at my family, who just reached puberty, is still in the second grade and is at the end of the rebellious end.

In this regard, the well-known Zhenglian consultant said that in the entire Justice League, the most difficult thing he can deal with is Wonder Woman. Even Superman, a national hero with a great halo, will take a back seat under Diana's loving eyes. bit.

Therefore, when the specially enhanced special signal sounded on Diana's personal communicator, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because he no longer had to have direct contact with Diana.

——As a result, the second he heard Diana speak, he unconsciously became nervous again, because Fiona, who was talking to Diana at this time, happened to be in terms of personality and age. They are all the type he can't deal with the most. Even Batman, who is the least good at expressing his positive feelings, can't say anything serious to such a cute and cute girl who has a bright heart and an indomitable heart.

And when the two kinds of people he is not good at dealing with appear together, even if there is an entire ocean and a continent as far apart, he can't wait to spread his cloak immediately, and charge at superluminal speed like a fine bat. Out of sight and hearing of these two people.

"Fiona?" Diana was keenly aware of Batman's inexplicable tension. She thought for a while, but she still didn't avoid Batman. The trust issue that was euphemistically mentioned is also the top priority that needs to be resolved urgently. It would be even better if Batman could open his heart in a subtle way:

"Is there a problem?"

"I need my orange cat." Fiona snapped her fingers and listed the problems she faced one by one: "And the time is urgent, I can't fly back to pick it up as originally planned, sorry to bother you, please Can you send me the orange cat within a few hours? And I may lose contact for several months in the future, because of the non-disclosure agreement, so please don't worry, I will contact you as soon as the non-disclosure agreement expires."

Diana immediately reassured her: "No problem, don't worry, we will find someone to send your cat there."

After she finished the communication, as expected, she met Batman's disapproving eyes as soon as she turned her head:

"You are now in a watchtower."

Diana shrugged. As a goddess, she also carries the blessing of the old god, Aphrodite, the god of love and beauty. Even doing this kind of action can make her look extraordinarily beautiful, but she is really pissed off: " This is easy to handle, we can deliver her cat directly to her, so there will be no problem, right?"

Batman said in a deep voice: "It's too 'easy to handle'. Then who will be in charge of this matter?"

——If Diana asked him to deliver it, he would have the feeling that he would die with Wonder Woman in the next second.

Diana reluctantly gave up the half-formed idea of ​​letting Batman take a supersonic fighter jet to send his former self to Fiona, and sighed regretfully: "Then Superman."

Batman: ...why are you still so sorry? !

As a result, there is an old saying?What should come will always come, and there is no way to avoid it.Just as Superman landed in St. Petersburg with the special box in his arms, Diana saw Batman, who was still frowning and sitting in front of the observation deck monitor, concentrating on his work, suddenly fell unconsciously on the operating table .

Diana: Oh shit.So the question is, should I inform Fioska?

"My orange——" Fiona's voice changed a bit after she had been away for many days and finally saw that she had lost weight. To be precise, she hadn't lost much weight at all. She was only a fifteen-pound orange cat. Looking at her heartbroken look, if it weren't for the orange cat in front of her, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the degree of grief is similar to the bitterness of an old mother who "hopes for a son to become a dragon and a daughter to become a phoenix, but all hopes collapse once":

"How skinny are you like a dog!"

Turned into an orange cat again, he couldn't figure out why he still wanted to play the role of protector after Fiona had successfully built a protective shield:...It's thin? ? ?are you serious? ? ?

However, before he could make any protesting meows, Fiona hugged him by the waist, and buried his face in the orange hair on the orange cat's hot, warm, soft, fluffy and thick back without saying a word inside:

"Suck my tangerine and calm down!"

Bruce even made one of the most important decisions of his life:

Even if you kill him, don't admit that the orange cat is actually a cat, and it's still him.

At this time, Daria had finished handing over with the police, knocked on the car window, and said to Fiona:

"Fioshka, you can come down now, remember, try to control yourself not to empathize when perceiving."

When Fiona got out of the car with her orange cat in her arms and her suitcase, which had weighed more than 01:30, she heard the discussion erupting from the police line:

"It's still a little girl."

"Are you mistaken? Such a young psychic? And let's not talk about the level of proficiency. Doesn't her age and appearance really make the Sokolov family more sad?"

"She is at most 16 years old, right?"

Fiona completely ignored the doubts.She walked slowly to the side of a gully, knelt down, and gently stroked the wet land after the rain with her hands. The green grass was still covered with water droplets, whether it was dew or rain, when she stretched out her hand At that moment, those crystal drops of water slowly slid down the grass blades and landed on the back of her hand, as if someone had just shed tears by her side.

——And in the eyes of the police and ordinary people who know the inside story of this case, this scene is so accurate that it is a little scary:

Because judging from the scene they reconstructed afterwards, the girl who was about the same age as Fiona was killed here!

And when Fiona first stretched out her hand, she almost lost control of herself and was about to enter the sharing state habitually. Fortunately, Dahlia was sensitive to this.She immediately reached out, grabbed Fiona's wrist, and pulled Fiona's spirit out of the realm where she was about to empathize. Those hands seemed to have magical powers, guiding Fiona to just get stuck in the In the delicate gap between the material world and the spiritual world.

Fiona finally realized how safe and wonderful it felt to be led by a mentor:

She can use her eyes to see what is happening in the material world, such as the surrounding policemen and the yellow cordon that has been pulled up behind them, as well as the anxious, decadent, lonely and sad expression of the inquirer; at the same time , she can see the dead young girl again with her out-of-sight eyes, without even consuming too much mental power.

According to her current state, it would be fine for her to chat with the undead for 24 hours.

That dead soul obviously also noticed Fiona, and slowly raised his head towards her.

The girl had a fairly typical Russian appearance.Generally speaking, fair-skinned Russians would have freckles on their faces, and only a blessed mixed race like Fiona could avoid this, and the girl in front of her was no exception.She has the same long brown hair as Fiona, soft and fluffy on her chest and back, and even has a pair of gray eyes like Fiona, but these eyes are lifeless now, without any vitality .

When Fiona no longer needs to wear a cloak and can directly appear in a foreign country under the protection of the police's information blockade as she is now, the similarity between the two girls is even more obvious. No wonder some people said before , "Her appearance will make the Sokolovs sad."

It's just that it's completely different from Fiona's clean and tidy long hair. When this girl appeared in the state of an undead, her whole body was stained with thick blood. After all, she was thrown here after being dismembered. , there will inevitably be deficiencies.

Evidently she recognized this herself.How can young girls not love beauty?Not to mention that like Fiona, she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is still in the delicate period when her hormones are sprouting, she has just begun to have a good impression of the opposite sex, and she is beginning to pay attention to her appearance.Therefore, when the brown-haired girl appeared in the state of an undead in front of the two psychics who could clearly see her, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her incomplete face.

Just as Fiona was about to ask about related matters, Dahlia's outstretched index finger blocked her lips:

"Fioshka, don't over-communicate with the undead. You have white witchcraft, and they can't harm you or lie to you right now, but sooner or later the white witchcraft will fail. In order to prevent you from continuing to communicate with the undead in the future, You have to watch your actions from now on."

"You can take charge of listening and relaying, but make sure you don't communicate too much directly with them. Remember?"

These words of hers were all spoken in an extremely low and extremely fast breath, so after Fiona listened, she nodded slightly to show that she understood, and Dahlia returned to her normal volume.Because the bias in the first half is too obvious, one can tell that she is biased towards her own students after listening to it.

"Okay, let's divide the work. I'll be in charge of restoring the portrait for the police. You can try to get more information from here."

Fiona readily accepted this division of labor, because she really has no concept of beauty and ugliness. In a state where she cannot directly empathize with the undead, it is too difficult for her to completely restore a person's appearance through description.But everyone present didn't think so, because what Fiona accepted was obviously an easier task. Most of the people present exchanged glances and silently conveyed the message:

This is someone from the Witches Association taking interns, right?

As a result, after Fiona listened silently for a few minutes, the first sentence she spoke shocked everyone present. She suddenly said to the victim's mother, whose eyes were flushed from crying and listless:

"Don't work yourself too hard. You don't need to pay my tuition anymore, so you don't have to stay up late. Doing manual work is so tiring and not worth it. Let's have a good rest, mom."

When she spoke, she suddenly lost the politeness she had always given before.Normally, Fiona's diction is elegant and appropriate when speaking, with some sense of exquisiteness and grammatical refinement that are unique to people who do not speak Russian as their native language.But when she spoke right now, she put on a completely different St. Petersburg accent, and even her demeanor changed slightly, which made it obvious that she was not actually speaking, but conveying something else. A person's words.

The victim's mother's eyes widened in surprise, and tears poured down her face. The middle-aged woman who lost her beloved daughter pursed her lips, apparently temporarily shocked to the point of losing her speech function. A trembling word comes out:

"...This is my Liza!"

"Connected words, consecutive words, are exactly the same!"