I have a Tantric panel

Xia En remembers.

【Revelation】is one of the more mysterious of the many principles.

It symbolizes opening, wound, passage, and snake.

Any door can be opened, and every seal has a key.

Enlightenment is the criterion for crossing boundaries.

Even a wound is a kind of "opening"—it exposes the inside to the outside.

It's not hard to guess that this detective is the "lamp" that hasn't been lit yet.

The young man in the black suit was a [Qi].

Lucius, seemingly oblivious to the detective's sarcasm, began his introduction.

"This is Inspector Gray, a pillar of the empire and the pride of Scotland Yard. He recently solved a major case that shocked the capital."

Gray blushed with embarrassment at the praise.

The previous aggressive momentum quickly weakened.

But he quickly realized what was happening and became wary.

"Lucius, you never have good intentions when you praise me like that. What kind of trouble are you trying to cause this time?"

"How could this be?"

Lucius narrowed his eyes, his smile as cunning as a fox.

"Doesn't this make Inspector Gray look more capable?"

Inspector Gray snorted coldly.

He knew he couldn't win an argument with this cunning detective, so he simply turned his head away.

"Mr. Ryan, this painting is now yours."

"Yes."

Ryan nodded and walked toward the easel.

Lucius's lips pressed into a straight line.

"Grey, we were here first."

It's not just movement that alters the surrounding etheric field.

The presence of other mediums can also cause it to deviate.

It was precisely because Lucius was worried that Ryan's actions would affect Shane's interpretation that he wanted to speak up and compete for the right to proceed.

Gray grinned, quite bluntly.

"According to Scotland Yard's rules, police psychics have priority in examinations."

"Coincidentally, Mr. Ryan is a top-level advisor recognized by His Excellency the Director."

Lucius opened his mouth, still intending to argue his case.

But Shane shook his head at him.

My interpretations differ from those of typical mediums, and they also require some time.

Seeing this, Lucius hesitated for a moment, but still chose to trust Shane's judgment.

Gray smiled smugly.

Ah, I've finally beaten that annoying fox once.

On the contrary, the psychic named Ryan glanced apologetically at the two of them and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

We're all in the same industry; we see each other all the time.

Smart people don't make enemies easily.

—But those like Gray and Lucius, who already had a grudge, are a different story.

I walked up to the easel.

Ryan took off his silk gloves, placed his hands lightly on the oil painting, and closed his eyes.

Gradually, a deep, dark aura, like ink dripping into a glass of water, spread from his body, transforming into an invisible key that unlocked the gates of the underworld.

At this point, Shane was able to see the entire painting.

To be precise, it can no longer be called a painting.

because……

Large and small bloody handprints have long since covered the surface of the painting, completely obscuring the original image.

One can imagine the madness the painter must have been in before his death.

No wonder Lucius couldn't glean any information from the painting.

Clearly, only mystical methods can restore the original appearance of this painting.

[Analysis Progress: 5%]

The panel appeared at just the right time, giving Shane a lot of confidence.

Of course, if Ryan can successfully solve the mystery of the painter's suicide, Shane wouldn't mind taking it easy and slacking off.

Based on the soul essence obtained from this first meeting alone, the trip was not in vain.

Isn't a free reward appealing?

Unfortunately, things did not develop as Xia En had hoped.

Ryan stood in front of the easel for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and let out a short, agonizing scream.

The ether around him suddenly became extremely unstable.

There was a pot of water that was being heated, and now, that hot water has been poured into the oil pan!

But Ryan does indeed have real skills.

next moment.

He slapped his chest hard with his withered, twig-like arm.

Then, he patted his lower abdomen, coccyx, and crown of the head.

At the same time, he breathed three to four times in a special rhythm, and the restless ether finally calmed down.

Xia En realized that this was also a kind of "secret technique," most likely some kind of breathing method.

After a while, it calmed down.

Ryan opened his eyes, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

"This painting is not simple."

"There is an extremely strong resentment remaining on it, but I can't tell... whether it was there or left behind after the painter died."

Now it was Inspector Gray's turn to frown.

He had thought that Ryan could easily resolve the incident.

As a result, even this top advisor almost suffered a backlash from the remnants of the painting.

Are we really going to rely on this overly young and inexperienced kid now?

Who knew that at this moment...

Lucius said, "Shane, let's go."

"Um?"

The detective said earnestly, "I'm afraid you'll get hurt because of this."

"We'll stop trying to interpret it; I'll find someone else to think of another way."

Shane looked at Lucius's face.

His dark circles were even deeper, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had a blister on the corner of his mouth.

A sense of fatigue lingered, and his usual carefree demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

These days, he has put in tremendous effort to solve the case.

This painter was probably a very important friend to him.

Lucius wouldn't have asked himself for help if all other methods hadn't proven to be dead ends.

Xia En understood why the detective was so anxious.

In this era, cases have time limits.

Often, before one case is solved, a new case will occur.

Scotland Yard's police force is not capable of quickly resolving every case.

Furthermore, the case has been preliminarily classified as a suicide.

If it drags on for a little longer, it will be closed and filed.

If we try to investigate later, the difficulty will only increase exponentially.

Furthermore, if too much time is wasted, even if the truth is uncovered, the murderer will have already escaped and become impossible to track down.

Xia En glanced again at the oil painting stained with bloody handprints.

[Analysis Progress: 22%]

Similar to "Candle" at the dinner party, the progress is rapid.

This suggests that the content of the painting may be quite simple.

on the other hand.

[Interpretation] It is not a traditional medium's method, but more like a unique talent.

A medium who manipulates the ether will suffer a backlash, but the medium himself may not be.

There is an even more important reason.

Shaun's intuition did not give him any warning of danger.

On the contrary, he had a feeling that the being in the painting seemed... to be afraid of him?

In the realm of mysticism, intuition can be called the "sixth sense," and it is not merely a vague psychological comfort.

Some fortune tellers even use this as the basis for their divination.

Taking all factors into consideration.

Further interpretation carries some risk, but it is not high.

If the interpretation is successful, it will not only help Lucius, but also bring huge potential benefits.

Having made up his mind, Xia En spoke.

I want to give it a try.

Lucius stared at him for a long time, then sighed softly.

"Thank you, Shane, I owe you a huge favor."

He didn't try to persuade her any further, but instead took out a small lantern from his bag.

"This is the 'Lantern of Extradition.' Hold it, and it will bring you back from your predicament."

Xia En did not refuse.

It's always good to have more protection.

"Be careful, I've already lost one friend, I don't want to lose another."

"I will."

Gray and Ryan both quieted down and stared at Shane silently, their eyes looking different than before.

They wanted to know.

Is this young man simply ignorant and fearless, or does he actually have something to rely on?

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