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Arthur slowly parked the car on the dirt road in front of the cabin. As he gently opened the car door, the morning breeze carried the dampness and earthy scent over his face. He got out of the car and couldn't help but gaze at the simple, ancient cabin in front of him for a moment. The wooden structure of the cabin had weathered countless storms and snow, and now appeared somewhat decayed and old. The glass on the windows had lost its transparency, clouded by time. Arthur couldn't help but feel doubtful - could such a dilapidated place really be inhabited?
Officer Matsumoto slowly walked up to his side, opened his notebook, and seemed to be preparing to record something. But just as his pen was about to touch the paper, a sudden and noisy sound came from inside the cabin, as if something had been knocked over. Arthur immediately became alert, worried that the fortune teller might have encountered some difficulty. He quickly walked towards the cabin door, preparing to push it open to check, when the door suddenly swung open, and a figure rushed out.
Fortune teller waved a broom and accidentally bumped into Arthur. Arthur didn't have time to react and was knocked to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in his waist. He was in so much pain that he could hardly catch his breath. Soon, he saw Fortune teller mercilessly waving the broom, repeatedly asking, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Fortune teller's eyes were tightly covered by a tattered cloth, appearing completely blind. Her face was filled with fear and vigilance, clearly very afraid of the sudden appearance of a stranger. The way she waved the broom seemed helpless and desperate, as if it was the only force she could rely on to protect herself.
Officer Matsumoto saw Fortune teller being poked by the broom and unable to fight back. In a panic, he quickly ran over. In a hurried attempt to calm her, he said, "It's me, Officer Matsumoto! Have you forgotten? I'm here for the elderly care investigation." His voice was urgent but filled with sincerity and concern. He tried to get Fortune teller to put down the broom, but it seemed unsuccessful.
Fortune teller heard Matsumoto's voice, but her vigilance did not diminish. Her wrist was agile and powerful, and the broom in her hand was like a weapon, constantly poking at Arthur. Each poke caused him pain, and his clothes were in disarray. Fortune teller's tone was threatening as she sternly said, "I may be old, but I'm not a fool. Who is this other bastard? What is he doing?" Her eyes flashed with caution and distrust, and even Officer Matsumoto's explanation did not make her let down her guard.
Arthur was poked by the broom and found it unbearable. He tried hard to explain, but every time he opened his mouth, he was poked by the broom and couldn't continue. His body was starting to feel numb, but he knew he had to make the Fortune teller understand their identity. Finally, he managed to say with difficulty, "I am Arthur, a third-level detective from Saffron City General Police Headquarters of the Kanto Region. I am here to investigate some important cases. Please rest assured, we have no malicious intent."
Matsumoto hurriedly added from the side, saying, "Yes, yes, Zhaonai, he is a good person here to help us. You can trust him." His eyes showed a pleading and explanatory expression, sincerely hoping to calm the Fortune teller's anger and allow things to proceed smoothly.
However, the Fortune teller obviously did not easily believe them. Her eyes, covered by tattered cloth, still seemed full of doubt and wariness. She had clearly experienced a lot, and had a natural wariness and defensiveness towards sudden strangers. She stared at them sternly, seemingly waiting for them to provide more explanations and proof.
When Officer Matsumoto tried to continue to reassure the Fortune teller, she unexpectedly made a surprising move. She quickly took a step, her movement surprisingly fast and agile, not at all like an elderly person. She reached out with a trembling but firm hand, touching Matsumoto's face and shoulder, seemingly trying to identify his identity through touch. Her hand moved back and forth on Matsumoto's face until she confirmed his identity, then her movements slowed slightly.
Fortune teller revealed a subtle, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes remained alert. She asked Matsumoto, "Why are you so late today?"
Officer Matsumoto smiled and replied, "I came with Detective Arthur. He's here to help us solve some problems." His tone was comforting and explanatory, hoping to ease Fortune teller's wariness.
However, Fortune teller still seemed to be on guard against Arthur. Arthur struggled to stand up, but he could feel Fortune teller's eyes, covered by tattered cloth, staring at him with hostility. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the cloth and reach his soul, making him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Arthur tried to remain polite, bowing slightly to Fortune teller and apologizing, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhaonai, we mean no harm, we just hope to find some clues to help solve some problems in the town." His tone was sincere and respectful, but Fortune teller remained wary.
The alert and erratic attitude of the Fortune teller added a sense of inexplicable fear to this already mysterious little town. Arthur and Officer Matsumoto exchanged a glance, as if searching for the best way to handle the situation, while the Fortune teller continued to tightly grip the broom, seemingly ready to defend against any potential threat at any moment.
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