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Chapter 53 Searching for People

"Don't worry, Dad! I'll take good care of myself."

After hanging up George's call, Gwen, clutching the folder in her hand, secretly took out a small bottle of pepper spray from the drawer on her seat, and then kept glancing at the people around her out of the corner of her eye.

After surviving a kidnapping crisis, Gwen always carries some small items for self-defense with her.

And here it is, coming in handy!

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On the other end, after George hung up the phone, Erin asked somewhat strangely, "Aren't you going yourself?"

As far as Erin knows, George should be a doting father to his daughter.

Gwen could be in danger at any moment, shouldn't he rush over?

George, who had just used the walkie-talkie to have a policeman named Rhine lead a team to protect Gwen, shook his head upon hearing this: "Rhine is the most alert and skilled marksman in our department. I believe he can protect Gwen. Compared to Gwen, Helen's situation is the most dangerous right now. I don't even know how long she's been missing..."

When George spoke of Helen, his eyes were filled with self-blame and worry.

If it weren't for him, Helen wouldn't have been caught up in this danger.

Erin nodded upon hearing this, then thought for a moment and said, "Mr. George, if you could provide items that bear the scent of Mrs. Helen, such as jewelry she used to wear or unwashed clothes, perhaps I could help you find Mrs. Helen?"

Items imbued with Helen's spirit?

George looked at Erin with a puzzled expression, then said, "Are you trying to find Helen by scent? In fact, after Helen went missing, I already deployed five search and rescue dogs to try and find her by scent, but..."

George shook his head; clearly, finding Helen by scent was not a very effective method.

After all, there are so many things in modern times that can interfere with smells.

Some sprays that interfere with odors.

Or just be straightforward.

When people are put directly into a closed car and transported dozens or even hundreds of kilometers away, even the best search and rescue dogs can only do nothing in such a situation.

Although somewhat disappointed with Erin's idea, George eventually pulled out a champagne-colored lipstick and a crescent-shaped pendant from his pocket.

"When I was letting the search and rescue dogs sniff around, I took a few extra of Helen's things. Do you think a few of these will be okay?"

"Can."

Erin thought for a moment, but ultimately did not explain that he wanted to determine Helen's location through divination.

After all, divination was utterly absurd to George, a man who had spent his entire life as a policeman and whose very being was steeped in materialism.

"Well, I might need a police car for help next."

"no problem!"

Perhaps it was the increased trust built up from their previous collaboration;

Perhaps because he was too worried about Helen's safety, George didn't fuss over these small matters and agreed to Erin's "request".

His gaze swept around and quickly landed on the policewoman who had gagged and almost vomited earlier.

"Elena, could you please drive Erin around later? He'll tell you where to go."

Elena, the policewoman, is a top student who graduated from the police academy this year, but she obviously needs to improve her mental resilience. Rather than having her endure the discomfort and investigate possible clues at the scene, it would be better to send her to drive for Erin and see if she can trigger any unexpected clues.

"Yes, sir!"

Elena responded quickly to George's order.

In fact, although she vaguely understood George's intentions and felt somewhat embarrassed, she preferred to take Erin out for a "drive" rather than stay on the scene, given her arachnophobia.

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Time is tight.

After obtaining George's consent.

Elena, a fair-skinned and neatly dressed policewoman, led Erin into a police car.

After Erin climbed into the back seat of the police car, Elena, sitting in the driver's seat and fastening her seatbelt, asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Wait a moment."

Erin took out the crescent-shaped pendant George had given him and held it in his left palm. Then he placed Mrs. Helen's champagne-colored lipstick upright in his right palm, intending to use Mrs. Helen's favorite lipstick as a divination staff to guide his next divination.

In fact, in the realm of occultism, using such personal items of Mrs. Helen as a divination stick to predict her location is actually more effective.

After all, their auras are much more similar.

After making the preparations, Erin's mood quickly calmed down, and the luster in her eyes seemed to become even deeper.

At this moment, Erin had entered a semi-meditative state. The spirituality in his mind continued to condense, seemingly lifting Erin's "spirit" into another dimension.

In the dim light, Erin seemed to see the omnipresent "world of spirits".

He did not become engrossed in the colorful "spiritual world," but instead silently recited "Helen's location" in his heart.

After seven repetitions, his left hand left the top of the champagne-colored slogan, letting the lipstick spin in his palm.

At this moment, subtle and invisible movements seemed to come from all around. Erin felt as if one invisible figure after another was gathering around him, silently watching him.

He knew that this was an omnipresent spirit drawn by his own spirituality.

Ignoring the chilling discomfort, Erin stared intently at the lipstick with his deep black eyes, silently repeating to himself once more:

"Helen's position".

He had just finished reciting the words when the champagne-colored lipstick, adorned with a touch of glittering gold, fell directly in front of Erin.

Go straight.

At this moment, Erin's voice was slightly ethereal, as if it had pierced through layers of space and entered Elena's ears through an unknown world.

This is one of the divination skills that Erin has mastered through exploration and practice over the past few days.

It evolved from the oldest divination methods such as "divination stick for finding objects" and "divination by immortals pointing the way," and can be used to divine the direction of certain people or things through things such as sticks and tree branches.

After being imbued with spirituality through a small divination ritual, the direction it falls in is the direction of the thing being sought.

Although it's not as precise or convenient as the paper crane for finding people, and it requires Erin to constantly expend his spiritual energy to perform divination again and again to narrow down the scope and adjust the direction, it is actually a very good supernatural ability.

If a detective were to acquire this ability and use it to find escaped fugitives, one can imagine what a terrible nightmare it would be for those fugitives.

(End of this chapter)