I have a Tantric panel

Is this...right?

After reading the panel prompts, Shane felt a little strange.

In gaming terms...

This notification is like a dungeon reward, showing the gains from each interpretation.

The art sector rose by 1%, which is understandable.

Each time you interpret a painting, your artistic progress jumps a little higher.

[Resonance] It rose by 10%, which can be interpreted as resonating with something in the painting.

That's still acceptable.

But why did even the "passion" level increase slightly?

Others find passion in watching dramas, listening to music, or reading novels, but for me, it's become witnessing a secret gathering?

Could it be... that I have the potential to become a cult leader?

Fortunately, the last two sentences cheered Xia En up.

[The Candle of Truth] can indeed be replenished!

However, did the action receive approval from [Si Zhou]?

This description gave Xia En a feeling somewhat similar to that of an audience member and an actor.

The actors on stage made choices that pleased the audience, making them happy, and they casually gave them a small tip.

Of course, this is on the premise that...

Xia En and [Si Zhou] have already established a certain connection through "The Candle".

Then again.

Since the "Candle of Truth" can be replenished once, it can be replenished a second and a third time.

In the future, could we turn it into our own "secret technique"?

Xia En was quite looking forward to it.

……

……

Before consciousness returns to reality.

A faint scream reached Xia En's ears, as if it were saying something like "my eyes".

Whose voice is that?

Does she look a bit like that emcee?

Xia En's thoughts shifted, and the scene of the real world reappeared before his eyes.

"Shane, are you alright?"

Before him stood Lucius's tense face, his eyes filled with concern and worry.

Xia En smiled faintly: "I have not failed you."

He then recounted to the three what he had seen in the painting, omitting only the details of the final attack and the summoning of the candlelight.

"It's the Crimson Servant!"

Inspector Gray squeezed out the word through clenched teeth.

"It's those damn red rats again."

Seeing the confusion on Shane's face, Lucius explained in a timely manner.

"This is a secret society that has only become active in the capital in recent years."

"It is said that they serve a pillar god who has disappeared from history."

"Since His name has been erased and He can only be referred to by the corresponding color, over time, this group of people became the 'Crimson Servants' who served Crimson."

Gray continued, "Unlike typical secret societies, these Red Rats are far more ruthless and brutal."

"Many cases at Scotland Yard are related to them, but we just can't find their leader."

"Even if you destroy their hideouts, they'll still pop up like rats in the sewers after a while, and you can't catch them all."

His tone was full of disgust, clearly indicating that he was quite disgusted.

Xia En, however, noticed other information in the words.

A typical secret society?

Does this mean that the Crimson Servant is not the only organization in the capital?

Lucius looked at the oil painting covered in bloody handprints, his eyes filled with sorrow.

"Oliver probably found out something that led to them silencing him."

Oliver was the painter's name.

"Oh, right."

Inspector Gray then asked, "You said you saw an abandoned factory in the painting."

"What does that place look like? What are its specific features?"

"Do you have paper and a pen? I can draw it."

"Yes, yes, just a moment, I'll get it for you right away."

At this moment, Inspector Gray's attitude visibly changed.

Her smile was kind and gentle, and her voice became softer.

He's just a bit reckless, not stupid.

The drawing, which even a top-level psychic couldn't decipher, was easily interpreted by Shane.

Isn't this clearly a top-tier talent?

What's more, he's so young.

This grizzly bear had its own little scheme in mind.

Maybe we can borrow Lucius when he's not around?

After a while.

Taking the pen and paper from Inspector Gray, Shane quickly sketched a rough draft of the abandoned factory.

Such a simple sketch is something he can easily do.

"hiss……"

Gray exclaimed sincerely, "You drew so fast, and so well!"

"Make way."

Lucius unceremoniously pushed the grizzly bear aside, carefully observed the scene, and quickly drew a conclusion.

"This is the Northern Iron Foundry in the eastern part of the capital."

"no."

Grace's eyes widened, and she instinctively retorted.

"How did you figure that out?"

"Of course, it's because I went there before when I was investigating a case."

Lucius gave him a disgruntled look: "Only that iron foundry has this type of abandoned machinery."

Suddenly, the detective paused, pressing his hand to his temple.

"I remember, the Northern Ironworks seems to be... a property of the Hillman family?"

Xia En raised an eyebrow.

When Hillman was mentioned, the first person that came to mind was Chairman Mason.

Is there any connection between these two?

"Xia En, thank you for your hard work."

Lucius's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Leave the rest to us."

"Why don't you take a carriage to the academy yourself, or... take a break?"

Xia En understood his subtext.

Lucius did not want to delve any deeper.

After all, he hadn't even stepped onto the other side of the curtain yet.

To rashly pursue these secrets is like walking on the edge of a cliff, where one could fall into the abyss at any moment.

"I understand. I hope you solve the case soon."

Xia En gave up very decisively.

Knowing when to be brave and when to be timid is the wisdom of life.

"Mr. Shane, please wait a moment."

Just as he was about to leave, Ryan suddenly called out to him.

The emaciated medium handed over a business card.

"This is my business card."

Ryan blinked: "If you have any requests 'in that area,' feel free to contact me anytime."

"First time free, second time half price."

The business card was gray with black and gold patterns on the edges and neat handwriting.

Ryan Sinclair, Mr. Silent Illumination, 44 Fogcorn Street.

There is another line of smaller text below:

Scotland Yard Senior Advisor.

Xia En had received many business cards, but this was the first time he had received a business card from a medium. He nodded.

"I'll visit you when I have the chance."

Ryan smiled sincerely: "We eagerly await your arrival."

In their line of work, colleagues are not necessarily enemies.

Occasionally, when faced with problems that are difficult to solve, one has to rely on the help of colleagues.

Many friends, many ways.

At this moment, Inspector Gray also came over, handed over his business card, and said frankly, "I apologize for what I said earlier."

"If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know."

"OK."

After Shane walked out the door, Ryan walked up to Lucius and asked in a low voice.

"What stage is he at now? Is he putting his ideas into practice or just seeking a path?"

"Neither."

Lucius shook his head: "He hasn't crossed that line yet."

The medium's hand trembled slightly, and the astonishment on his face deepened as he muttered to himself.

That would be quite something.

……

……

at the same time.

As Xia En stepped out of the old house, he saw a familiar dark figure.

"Black Bell, what are you doing here?"

The black cat stood outside the cordon, its posture natural and elegant, as if it belonged there.

But as usual.

As Shane approached, the black cat vanished in an instant.

"Tsk, so you really won't let me touch you even once?"

Xia En clicked his tongue, then suddenly remembered something.

I haven't seen Black Bell at home for the past few days. Could it be... that it's been following Mr. Lucius outside?