"gone!"

"I don't know, maybe he's still hiding nearby."

Carefully looking out through the crack in the door, he didn't know whether the scarecrow had left, but at least he saw no trace of the scarecrow within his line of sight.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi carefully closed the door, turned around, and saw the little girl with blond hair.

The girl looked to be only six or seven years old. She had blond hair and a pale face with dots of freckles.

They looked at the girl, and the girl looked at them warily.

Especially for Ding Xiaoyi and Li Qing.

From what she heard, people with black hair and black eyes were described as the incarnation of the devil.

It was obvious that the girl was wary of them, so the communication was left to Beckett.

He himself looked around.

The space in this clock tower is not large, but there are various clocks hanging on the walls.

When he saw these clocks, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes seemed to be frozen on them for a moment.

Gently stroking the spotless case of the clock with your fingers, as if you were a doctor diagnosing the pulse, and then judging the general structure of the clock's internal structure through the vibrations transmitted from your fingertips.

"Perfect!"

The internal design of these clocks is simply like exquisite works of art. Those fine gears form a perfect movement chain under the rotation of the spring.

This is the combination of machinery and art.

Compared with the mainstream electronic watches in reality, such a clock made Ding Xiaoyi a little obsessed for a while.

After just a moment, his eyes became clear again.

His slightly regretful eyes glanced at the clocks around him.

Perfect art can only exist in this spiritual space. It is not real, it is all false.

In reality, this kind of art is only stored in a museum or a collector's showcase.

Because the earth's magnetic field changed after a major earthquake, these artworks have lost their former accuracy.

It's okay in the protected area, but the time is at most inaccurate.

Once exposed outside the protected area, these things will instantly turn into garbage.

But it’s nice to be able to take a look here.

"Huh?"

In addition to the clock, there is an unfinished blueprint on the wall.

It doesn't look like it's for a clock.

It is a design splicing of the mandrel and the receiving shaft. However, the design data is obviously incorrect. If you follow this design, the result will not be effective at all.

"We are just passers-by passing by here. Little sister, who are you? Are there any adults at home?"

Beckett's Western European ancestry makes this guy look rough, but he is very attractive. The most important thing is that his appearance suits the current environment, so the girl's wariness is not so strong.

The little girl glanced at Li Qing and Ding Xiaoyi and whispered: "My father is working up there, you must not disturb him."

When mentioning her father, the little girl always dodges her eyes from side to side, seeming to be full of fear of this father.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the girl up and down, especially the girl's clothes.

After seeing that the buttons on the girl's clothes were black and not missing, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved and he stepped forward and said, "Do you know what that scarecrow is?"

The girl shook her head and took a step back to avoid Ding Xiaoyi's sight.

After a while, the girl said: "Dad only told me that I am not allowed to go out after seven o'clock at night."

Seeing this, Beckett turned back to Ding Xiaoyi and Li Qing and asked, "Can you take us to meet your father?"

"He's working!"

Beckett waved his hand gently, indicating that he would be comforted, and said in a very gentle tone: "What kind of work? Can't you take a rest after it's so late?"

I have to say that Beckett's soft-spoken voice and magnetic hoarse voice make it really easy to establish rapport with people.

At this time, Beckett saw that the girl was already shaken, so he took out a chocolate from his pocket and gave it to the girl's hand.

"Hey, where did he get the chocolate?"

Li Qing asked Ding Xiaoyi in a low voice.

Seeing Li Qing's Adam's apple squirming, Ding Xiaoyi casually threw one out of his pocket and gave it to him: "You think everyone is as stupid as you? There are so many snacks in the car, but you don't even look at them."

"oh oh!"

Li Qing's astonished expression made him look like a nerd.

I saw this kind of people a lot when I was in college. They all had emotional intelligence but no emotional intelligence, and their reactions were slower than others. If a girl struck up a conversation with him, he would blush from his face to his ears.

Even finding a girlfriend is difficult.

But having said that, once this kind of nerd is in the classroom or even in the examination room, things will be reversed. It is not an exaggeration to call it a human computer.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi pulled the nerd aside and said, "Do you know how to judge the parasites of psychic creatures?"

There must be something wrong with this bell tower.

Otherwise it would not have been exposed so obviously.

But what is the problem? The scarecrow didn't come in. Is it because he was afraid of the light from the bell tower, or was there some other reason?

These questions are actually not important. What is important is whether the scarecrow's parasite is hiding in this bell tower.

Li Qing thought for a moment, tore the chocolate open in his mouth, and recalled while eating: "This...there are many tests in the alliance..."

Before he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi interrupted him unceremoniously: "Hey, I'm not taking a test with you. Let me tell you something practical!"

Li Qing was startled by Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, but he quickly thought of something and nodded;

"Yes, psychic creatures have a special quality, which is called spirit.

Spirits and spirits are attracted to each other.

In other words, if we can find a spiritual thing, we can make a spiritual detector."

Li Qing gestured and realized that this thing is actually very simple.

All you need is a rope. The spiritual object is tied to the rope and hung on your finger. Once it gets close, it will naturally react.

There are also methods similar to the compass, that is, you only need a bowl, put water in it, and put the spiritual object in the water, and the same requirement can be achieved.

The methods mentioned above are all indigenous methods developed by labor unions in the earliest days.

It has long been abandoned now.

It's hard for Li Qing to come up with these crude methods.

"Something spiritual..."

Where can I find this thing on my own?

Li Qing talked about feelings for a long time but it was still nonsense.

In fact, there is one thing on his body, and that is the black iron key.

But this thing is too sensitive, and he will not expose it easily no matter what.

Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head: "Wait..."

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, put his palm in his pocket, and took out his wallet.

When I opened my wallet, I saw a yellow piece of paper stuck inside.

"This thing should work!"

Although I'm not sure, this coupon was given to me by the veteran driver Shenlong Jianjianbuji, and it should have strong spirituality on it.

At this time, Beckett came over: "Her name is Asia, and her father is a clockmaker here. What she means is that his father works up there, and he doesn't allow others to disturb him after seven o'clock every night."

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At this point, Beckett lowered his voice and said, "I think there's something wrong with his father. He locks himself in the door at seven o'clock every night and doesn't allow anyone to see him. Maybe..."

Having said this, Beckett did not continue.

But the meaning is already obvious.

Everything here is false, they don't care about a little girl's feelings.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi glanced at Beckett and glanced at the fruit knife in the corner.

He walked quickly to the little girl and said, "Can you give me a glass of water?"

Aisilia nodded and came from the small room on the side.

At this time, Beckett calmly walked to the table and hid the fruit knife in his sleeve.

Li Qing looked around and saw nothing. Instead, he saw a nutcracker lying on his hand, and he stuffed it into his pocket without thinking.
To be continued...