Kingdom of Loen, East Chester County capital, Stoen City.
After leaving the manor and entering the villa, Audrey finished socializing with the local aristocrats and sent a servant to Bavett Bank to withdraw some cash.
At this point, she no longer had to worry and could easily repay the 2000 pounds she owed to Mr. Fool's follower and pay Mr. World the 1800 pounds from the Psychiatrist characteristic.
A quarter of an hour later, Audrey opened the bedroom door, glanced at her personal maid
If it were the old Audrey, she would have directly said, "Susie, your present has arrived," which would let the golden dog know that she could actually obtain real items in her room. That would easily lead Susie, who had been diligently studying the basics of mysticism, to guess at ritual magic.
After changing her wording, the situation would become that Audrey received a mysterious letter/message in her bedroom, confirming that the gift would arrive soon, leaving countless possibilities.
Susie read the sincere joy and genuine attitude in Audrey, and instinctively opened her mouth to vibrate the air and ask what the gift was, but she noticed Annie approaching, so warily abandoned the idea.
She reverted to an ordinary dog state, slowly wagging her tail to express her delighted anticipation.
Deliberately excusing herself to go outside for a bit, Audrey entered the "chemical laboratory" she had been allocated and placed the Psychiatrist characteristic and auxiliary materials on the long table.
"Susie, do you remember the procedure for concocting the potion last time?" She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and played the teacher with interest.
"Woof, I remember!" Susie now understood what her gift was and was very happy, barking out.
Audrey said offhandedly: "Why don't you try concocting it yourself."
Susie looked down at her paws and suddenly fell silent.
Audrey was taken aback at first, then also briefly silent.
After a few seconds, before the golden dog could open its mouth, she pursed her lips and smiled faintly, as if nothing was wrong: "Alright, Susie, no need to speak. I know what you want to say. You want to say you're just a dog and can't concoct a potion, right?"
So awkward, so awkward... Meanwhile, the elegantly composed Audrey mentally facepalmed.
"Woof!" Susie nodded vigorously.
Seizing the opportunity, Audrey turned around and soon concocted the Psychiatrist potion.
She had asked Susie earlier and knew that Susie had fully digested the potion by Wednesday of this week.
That was less than two months in total... Hmm, a large part of the reason was that Susie didn't attract much attention. She could roam freely in the manor and villa, eavesdrop on people's private discussions, and "read" the maids' true thoughts... That's good too, she shares everything with me. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know that many people have such dark thoughts while appearing normal and kind on a daily basis... Audrey poured the potion into a bowl and placed it on the floor.
She watched Susie approach and start lapping, and couldn't help feeling a hint of anticipation: "Susie might also be affected by the potion and become emotionally unstable.
"But it's okay, Ms. Audrey the Psychiatrist is ready, ready to 'soothe' at any moment! Hmm, I prefer the name 'Spiritual Analysis'; it sounds more professional."
Audrey's beautiful emerald eyes stared intently at the golden retriever Susie, noticing that Susie's pupils were gradually dilating and becoming vertical, and under the thick fur, dark golden scales seemed to appear. Susie's spirituality was continuously spreading outward, as if intertwining with the space of the entire villa.
After calming her slightly nervous mood, Audrey concentrated on observing Susie's condition. At the slightest sign of abnormality, she would immediately use the extraordinary ability "Spiritual Analysis."
Suddenly, Susie's voice sounded in her ears: "Audrey, I succeeded!"
"..." Audrey was momentarily at a loss for words.
...
In the dream,
She pushed open the door and saw her mother Liv and her sister Freya busily washing clothes.
Daisy felt joy and was about to join them for ironing.
Just then, she heard a knock: knock, knock, knock.
She turned and saw a young man in a black-and-white checked police uniform.
The officer had black hair and emerald eyes, his features slightly blurry. He held a notebook and a fountain pen and asked: "In the Karpin case, besides what you've already told, is there anything else you haven't mentioned?"
"Those are all trivial things," Daisy replied rather dazedly.
The handsome officer looked down at his notebook and said: "It doesn't matter. I'm willing to listen."
Daisy looked back at the clothes hanging in the room, feeling that she had forgotten some instruction.
She obediently described trivial details and finally said: "...After I was abducted, my mother and sister hired a private detective, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty. He was a good man. Although he couldn't find me directly, he later contacted reporters and helped me get compensation from the foundation..."
The black-haired, emerald-eyed officer looked up again, glanced at Daisy, and revealed a warm smile: