After returning the hooded robe to the waiter, Varina returned the same way.
At the door of the chess and card room, Kaspars leaned on the doorpost, and every once in a while he would look up at the corner leading to the kitchen.
Noticing Varina coming out of the corner, he jolted up and asked, "Is the problem solved this time?"
"I have an idea."
Variner was evasive and told truthful lies.
Kaspars breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I can only help here."
"Well," Varina nodded, "I'm leaving. I probably won't come back until the problem is truly solved."
Kaspars clenched his right fist and hit his left chest, "May the storm be with you."
It's a pity that I am not a believer of the Storm Lord...
Varina hesitated, then stretched out his hand and tapped four times clockwise on his chest to draw a crimson moon, and responded with a smile:
"Thanks."
On the way back to his residence, Varina kept thinking about Essinger's suggestion.
Why didn't he tell me the news about the Witch Sect clearly, but only gave me a vague warning? Does this comply with the rules of "Keeper of Knowledge"?
Did he not want to give me clues or contact them?
Well, "keeper of knowledge" is the ancient name, and the modern name is "detective".
Maybe its role requires only using one's own knowledge to help others, and there is no need to spread the knowledge used?
It's possible, after all, detectives don't fully analyze their reasoning to others. Well, if so, then Klein wouldn't be able to rely on metaphysics to become an excellent detective in the eyes of others.
Perhaps because he had made preparations in advance, Varina's mood was unexpectedly very calm.
After returning to his residence, he took advantage of his peace of mind to open the book "On the Origin of the Ancient Fusac Language" and began to study.
This book first briefly mentions some of the special status of the ancient Fusac language at the beginning, and then turns to the main topic, guiding readers to learn and master this language from shallow to deep.
To put it simply, Ancient Fusac is a simplified product of Giant Language and a branch of Giant Language. At the same time, it is also the source of languages in the northern and southern continents and plays an important role in the evolution of languages.
It can be said that learning the ancient Fusak language is a required course for students in the history and grammar departments of universities.
Varina used the content in the book to compare and associate it with the Loen language he had mastered, and gradually deepened his knowledge and understanding of the ancient Fusac language.
This kind of study continued until late at night, before he put down his books and went to bed.
…
The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.
Silen Textile Factory.
Mr. Luca came to the office cabin outside the warehouse.
He announced that a new colleague would be joining in three days and asked John and Susan to be patient for the next two days.
Before leaving, he took out a letter and asked Susan to help mail it.
Susan took the letter and glanced at the recipient's address. The location was Welker's Clothing Shop, No. 78 Zotland Street, Tingen, Ajova County.
"Is this a letter to a client?" She was a little confused, "But why should I send it?"
…
In the afternoon, Varina came to Ron Detective Agency.
As a result, the only employee in the office told him that Detective Ron was out on business.
"I hope he went out to help me find someone."
Varina asked the employee to tell Detective Ron that he had been here and that he would come again tomorrow afternoon.
In the following days, Varina maintained a daily routine of going to the detective agency. Finally, when he came to the firm for the fourth time to learn about the progress, he got good news.
"You're finally here, sir."
Detective Ron was relieved after seeing Varina:
"The lady is in the reception area now and has been waiting for a while. If you don't come, I'm afraid she will leave."
"Haha, I have to say, that lady... is even more distinctive than you described."
Varina nodded and smiled: "Very good."
"To be honest, if you haven't made any progress, I'm afraid I will be disappointed."
Detective Ron walked in front and said with a dry laugh: "As I said before, it depends on a little bit of luck."
While talking, the two came to the reception area.
Bounty hunter Hugh Dilcha was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper to pass the time.
Detective Ron acted as an intermediary and introduced the two of them: "Ms. Xio, this is my employer, the gentleman who wants to see you."
Xio put down the newspaper, jumped down from the sofa, and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"Wait a moment, I will complete the commission with Detective Ron first."
Varina took out three 1-pound bills from his trouser pocket and handed them out, "This is the final payment agreed upon."
"You two can feel free to talk to me here, and I won't interrupt you." Detective Ron took the banknote, checked it, and walked out with a smile on his face.
"I've never seen you, what do you want from me?" Xio asked again immediately after Detective Ron left.
Varina looked down at Xio in front of him, but felt like he was looking up.
This should be just a little bit of her temperament that she unconsciously reveals, but it can put a lot of pressure on people. Is this the majesty of the "arbitrator"?
He resisted the pressure, forced out a friendly smile, and said:
"I heard about Miss Xio's reputation for impartiality in the East District, so I wanted to ask Miss Xio to help me solve a life-related problem."
"As for the reward, I think I will definitely satisfy Miss Xio."
Although this answer was still quite vague, Xio still nodded with satisfaction. With the help of the arbiter's majesty and ability, she could feel that the gentleman opposite was not lying.
"Let's talk about it in detail. I need to evaluate the difficulty before making a decision."
Xio pointed to the sofa beside him and motioned for Varina to sit down and talk in detail. She also sat back on the sofa, her two small boots lifted off the ground and moved together in the air.
"Okay, Miss Xio, can you please go to the cafe on the street with me to see me? I think it will be more comfortable to talk about things there."
To be on the safe side, Varina didn't want to talk about too secretive things in a detective's office. This would be irresponsible to both others and himself.
"That's fine."
Miss Xiu jumped down again, and with a clang, a three-sided thorn shining with cold light fell to the ground.
The sudden change made Xio stunned for a moment. She looked at Varina blankly, not knowing how to explain it.
"No need to explain, just put it away."
Wariner suppressed a smile and suggested, "You should hide it more securely, or jump more carefully."
After Xio put away the weapon, the two of them walked out of the reception area and said goodbye to Detective Ron.
After walking a short distance, the two came to a street cafe.
This is a rare true coffee shop.
It does not lower its style too much and turns into an existence similar to a cheap restaurant like most cafes, but strikes a good balance between the two.
Varina had been to this street many times and had noticed this rare cafe before, which was suitable as a quiet space for conversation.
