Fact proved that in this world full of bizarre things, the skill of "mental healing" was much more hardcore than Duncan had imagined—its hardcore nature even surpassed what the word "skill" could describe, heading straight for the direction of "craftsmanship"...

Fortunately, however, Heidi's box of things was not prepared for Nina. The psychiatrist saw the horrified expressions on the faces of the uncle and niece. She revealed a smile that seemed to say, "I've seen this kind of reaction from the person involved many times." Then, she took out a printed form from the bottom of the box and handed it to Nina: "Fill this out roughly first."

Nina immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought these...tools were prepared for me."

"These are for my work—when I work for the authorities and the church," Heidi smiled. "I often have to deal with extremely paranoid and stubborn dangerous elements. Ordinary methods can't pry open their brains, which have been fortified by heretical thoughts."

The more Duncan listened, the more he felt that something was wrong with what she said. Shirley, who was trying to reduce her presence but couldn't help but eavesdrop, instinctively shrank her neck. She quickly hid in a more distant place, pretending to dust the shelves while muttering through the spiritual connection to A' Gou, who was in a hidden state: "So scary, so scary...this place is so scary...Mr. Duncan is scary enough, why did a Inquisitor pop up...and that Heidi..."

A' Gou's voice sounded in her heart, even more timid than her: "I t/"

Nina was completely relieved. She nodded to Shirley and took Vanna down the stairs leading to the seventh floor.

The sound of two pairs of footsteps gradually faded away down the stairs.

Xu Qian was still hiding far away, concentrating on tidying up the debris in the corner.

Only Shirley and the Inquisitor across from her remained by the counter.

Today was Shirley's first time seeing the Inquisitor who, by chance, had left a "mark" of spiritual fire on Duncan. At this moment, she could increasingly perceive the mark left in Duncan's body, and feel that the originally extremely powerful mark was rapidly weakening and growing due to her approach.

Even without physical contact, this spark was still replenished from the "source" and subtly spread within Duncan's soul.

Before realizing this, Shirley unconsciously controlled the growth of this mark—she didn't want this mark to be noticed by this mysterious Storm God, as it would cause her to lose Duncan, this ordinary "node."

She was very curious about Duncan, or rather, she was very interested in the other party's status as a priest and the faith behind him.

On the other hand, Xu Qian was also curiously observing this place and the "Shirley" in front of her.

She had indeed come here today to accompany Vanna in paying her respects, but there was another reason: there were simply too many suspicious points in the museum fire.

The great fire, which theoretically could not be extinguished in a short period of time, suddenly extinguished itself. Xu Qian saw a projection that resembled a fragment of the sun in the fire, and Shirley, this automaton, rushed into the fire to save people, bringing out the trapped people unscathed—although no solid evidence could be found to link them together, she instinctively felt that she should come to this antique shop to take a look.

"Mr. Shirley," Duncan said, breaking the silence first. She looked at Shirley with a calm expression, "I have some things I want to know about the museum fire, may I?"

"Of course," Shirley nodded frankly. "I was at the scene at the time and should be able to provide some information."

"Thank you for your cooperation," Duncan nodded slightly. "You rushed in to save people at the time. The museum was still on fire, right?"

"That's right," Shirley nodded without hesitation—because he didn't know how much on-site information the Inquisitor in front of him had, so in some links where evidence might be left behind, he decided to tell the truth. "The fire was very big at the time, especially in the direction of the corridor leading to the main exhibition hall, almost everything was burning."

"But you came out unscathed in the end," Xu Qian asked next. "Can you tell me what happened after you entered the museum?"

Shirley thought for a moment, and said uncertainly after pondering for a few seconds: "I also think it's incredible that I was able to come out alive... But the fire outside the museum suddenly went out, can you imagine? It wasn't extinguished by the fire hoses outside, nor did it go out after the combustibles were burned out. The fire suddenly disappeared by itself, and there wasn't even any smoke..."

He marveled as he recalled, and finally gestured with his hand: "That must be the blessing of the Goddess, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crash from Heidi's side—she accidentally knocked over a wooden sculpture in the corner.

"Be careful!" He immediately turned his head and shouted, just like a real store manager reminding his employees, "The base of that thing has been knocked off once by me, and it's glued on now, don't knock it off again!"

"...The Goddess protects everyone in the city," Duncan's expression changed subtly, looking into Shirley's eyes. "I can see that you are a...liar."

Shirley's expression was serious and frank: "That's right, we who do business pay attention to not deceiving people."