Just as Sean was about to open the glass door of the "Fog and Rose" Hotel, a thin figure pushed the door open from the inside. His dark skin smiled with white teeth: "Welcome, sir!"
"Do you have a reservation?" The South Delzhou boy wearing a red doorman uniform enthusiastically took Sean's travel bag and welcomed him into the lobby.
Sean patted the raindrops on his body: "Yes."
The doorman boy with the nameplate on his chest that read "Lyon" sent Sean to the front desk: "Sir, please wait here first. After checking in, I will take you to your room!"
After Sean thanked Leon, he found an old couple checking in in front, and looked around.
The hotel lobby is small in size, but the decoration is particularly elegant. Dark red carpets, burning fireplaces, controlled warm lights, and landscape paintings of appropriate colors on the walls make people feel peaceful and comfortable.
Sean suddenly noticed that the tone of the old couple in front had increased. They were talking loudly in Gallic, obviously losing their patience.
There were two women standing inside the front desk. The woman in charge of the front desk was wearing a red suit; the other one was wearing a black dress and a string of pearl necklaces. She had pretty eyebrows and didn't seem to be a staff member.
Both of them had helpless expressions on their faces now. It was obvious that they could not understand Gaulish and could not communicate with the old couple.
Sean just wanted to check in as soon as possible, so he took the initiative to step forward and politely asked the old couple in Gallic.
Seeing that someone could understand what they were saying, their attitude softened and they expressed themselves diligently.
The two ladies at the front desk looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at Sean who was communicating with the old couple in Gallic with bright eyes, showing appreciation and gratitude.
Soon, Sean figured out what was going on, so he turned to the front desk lady and said: "The room they booked through the letter is for next week, but they came here early, so they want to check in early."
The front desk lady who had been unable to find the old couple's names finally understood. She flipped through the reservation book, found the old couple's names, and started to check in.
During this period, the woman in black dress walked out of the front desk with a bright smile on her face: "Men who speak Gallic are very attractive - have you been there?"
Sean shook the woman's extended hand. It was slender and a little cold: "As a foreign correspondent, I spent two years in Gaul. The food there is quite delicious."
There was light flashing in the woman's green eyes: "Are you a reporter?" Sean knew that in Newland, the status of reporters gradually increased with the development of the media industry, and they were more respected than in Europe.
Sean smiled: "Don't mention it, it's just a tabloid reporter. My name is Sean, what do you call me?"
"My name is Daisy, and I am the owner of this hotel. To express our gratitude, we will give you a free room upgrade. I hope you will like it! In addition, if you have any needs here, just tell the service staff directly - you are My distinguished guest.”
Sean raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that he would be treated so politely just for doing a casual favor. He couldn't help but secretly sigh that he was lucky.
After checking in, Daisy personally asked little Leon to send Sean upstairs.
After receiving the boss's instructions, little Leon smiled with two more white teeth.
Sean's room was upgraded to a high-rise building. When he entered the room, he couldn't help but marveled slightly.
This VIP room on the 20th floor actually has a large floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window, you can see the dimly lit New Testament cityscape nearby, as well as the dock area and bay in the distance.
"The view is good."
After receiving the tip, little Leon quietly exited the room.
Sean, who was feeling a little tired, took a deep breath, sorted out his chaotic thoughts, enjoyed a hot bath, put on his pajamas, and sat at his desk.
He wants to plan his trip for tomorrow.
The first stop was without a doubt the ashram in New Testament City. As a country with a divine constitution, the Discipline House is the institution responsible for social security, and Sean wants to report Aaliyah's disappearance.
Second stop... Sean took out the letters Aaliya had previously exchanged with the "Newlandle Poetry Association" and looked at the address of the other party's letters.
"95 Redwood Street..."
For the second stop, Sean planned to go directly to the address of the Poetry Association. The association's receptionist has most likely met Aaliyah, and your own investigation can start there.
"I hope there won't be any danger." After experiencing a journey to the spirit world, Sean can't completely trust anyone now. Even the charming Ms. Daisy, although the other party took the initiative to show her kindness, she was still on guard.
There was no way around it. The whole thing about Aaliyah's disappearance and the frame-up she encountered was so confusing that she could only be as careful as possible.
Sean felt a little tired, so he lay on the bed and turned off the light.
In the darkness, he couldn't help but turn his attention to the faintly glowing symbol in his consciousness.
This experience is very magical. If it weren't for the existence of this symbol, Sean would never have discovered that there was such a space in his consciousness.
When he concentrated on observing, he seemed to be closer to the symbol and could observe it more clearly.
It does indeed look like an abstract candlestick, or some kind of simplified totem, with its entire body emitting a faint blue light.
Sean was fascinated, and his attention seemed to be invested...
Then, he was surprised to find that part of his senses actually spread outside his body, as if floating above his body.
It felt like part of the soul had left the body and was floating above the body.
Sean quickly retracted his attention and pulled away from the symbol, and his soul returned properly in an instant.
"What's going on?!" Sean was no less surprised than when he saw the true face of "Lingjian" for the first time.
Although he didn't know what happened, Sean knew that the operation just now did not seem to cause any harm to him.
With some caution, Sean once again poured his attention into the symbols.
Once again, he felt that part of his soul seemed to disperse outside his body, as if it had turned into a cloud with no fixed form...
He was still able to control his body, so he tried to open his eyes and saw a bright, light blue void-like substance floating in front of him.
"Is this my soul?" Sean looked at the "blue cloud" floating in front of him in surprise, "Shouldn't the soul have a fixed shape? Shouldn't it only stay in the body? How can my soul appear like this? Such a trait?"
He tried to control it with his thoughts, and the blue clouds indeed fluttered and changed shape according to his thoughts.
"Is this symbol a tool? Can it realize various functions of the soul?" Sean guessed as he extended one of Lan Yun's tentacles to the ceiling, penetrating the roof without any obstacles...
He couldn't "see" the scene upstairs through the tentacles of his soul, but for a moment after passing through the ceiling, he could clearly hear the sound of people upstairs walking to the bathroom wearing slippers and turning on the faucet, like Within earshot!
Sean found that even if he extended his tentacles very close to others, the other party would not respond. Others seemed unable to see his soul.
The soul tentacles passing through the wall became his hidden ears.
