Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 180 No Discovery
Mrs. Strong believed Lewis's words and was moved by his firm and persistent spirit of learning.

"Mr. Lewis, please have a cup of coffee here first. I have a lot of things I want to ask you." She sat up straight, and Miss Stephanie sat next to Lewis, very close.

After a while, the maid who had invited Lewis to the room before brought two cups of steaming coffee and placed them in front of Lewis and Stephanie respectively. When she saw Lewis, a trace of imperceptible resentment flashed in her eyes.

I just rejected that invitation, so you won't hate me...

Lewis casually took out a coin from his pocket and flicked it twice, and the coin head was facing the front side both times.

The answer to the divination is affirmative. There are some unpleasant things added to the two cups of coffee, which may be the maid’s body fluids, or dirty items, or even poisonous and harmful.

He gently covered the rim of Miss Stephanie's cup with his hand. Stephanie understood and put the coffee aside, letting it steam and gradually cool down.

In this house, everyone's negative emotions will be amplified, but the effect does not seem to be very strong. At least Lewis has not noticed a significant increase in negative emotions since he came in.

At least, when faced with his wife's temptation, he can clearly say "No, ma'am".

Mrs. Strong asked Lewis some questions, about Mr. Lyle's distress and about Stephanie's experience in the past two years.

Lewis tried his best to hide nothing in telling the story, and as long as it did not involve supernatural powers, he would tell the other party patiently.

Time passed quickly until noon. Mrs. Strong digested the news, silently felt uneasy about Stephanie's experience, and cried for Mr. Lyle's experience.

Mrs. Strong's moods fluctuate greatly, but after losing her desire for depravity, she behaves more like a wife and a mother.

"Mr. Lewis, you have just arrived in Trier. If you don't mind, Slont Manor will be your place to rest."

"Thank you very much for your generosity, Mrs. Strong." Lewis agreed. Although Lyle Strong had been dead for a long time, he believed that the gentleman's hidden connections were still there.

If he could get these connections, they would help him find Mandy Harvey.

Compared to the morning, the temperature in the manor had risen significantly. Lewis, led by the maid, came to a spacious room on the third floor. There were metal pipes everywhere, which could conduct the temperature from the fireplace downstairs.

He and Stephanie lived in different rooms. Lewis sat in front of the coffee table and did some divination on the chestnut-haired man on the train yesterday.

"For the chestnut-haired man, a source of familiarity."

Lewis silently repeated the divination sentence seven times, then closed his eyes. A pure white appeared in front of his eyes. Through the pure white, a classic of the Church of Steam and Mechanics appeared before his eyes.

He tried to look around, but the dream space was like a broken mirror, peeling off piece by piece and shattering before his eyes.

"There is a power protecting that man from divination by the outside world. Who is he? Why do I feel so familiar with him, so familiar that it seems as if I have seen him more than once before?"

"Mr. Lewis, I'm here to deliver the sheets." A maid in a black and white maid dress knocked on the door and reminded outside.

She has malnourished black hair and a petite body, but even such a malnourished person has the capital to look down on most women.

"Please come in." Lewis, who had just woken up from a dream divination, sat quietly in front of the coffee table and opened a history book of Intis and began to read.

The maid started to get busy after she came in. She made the bed and tidied up the clutter in the room.

"How long have you been working here?" Seeing that the young maid was behaving relatively normally, Lewis wanted to start a conversation.

In such a house, everyone's negative desires will be magnified, and normality itself is equal to abnormality. "I was hired by the madam half a year ago. I am a very good maid. You can praise me without hesitation!"

Lewis looked back at the maid in surprise, only to see the maid put down the half-laid quilt in her hand, expectantly waiting for his verbal praise.

At this moment, he realized that there was also something wrong with the maid in front of him, but the problem was more hidden, so he didn't notice it at the first time.

“I’ve seen many maids, but none of them is better than you.” Lewis praised the other party generously.

The maid laughed, her voice rising a few degrees, and said:

"My dear guest, is this the only language you have? Please praise me more!"

"..."

The chattering requests for praise were annoying, and Lewis had never been so speechless as he was now. He watched the other party make the bed and leave the room.

In an instant, the world became quiet!
Lewis was able to think about the situation in the manor again:

"I have been here for the whole morning and there is nothing wrong with me, nor do I feel any desire aroused.

This shows that the source of the problem is likely not inside the manor, but outside the manor. "

Boom boom boom!
The door of the room was knocked again, and it was found that the person outside the room was Stephanie, Lewis said softly:

"Please come in."

Stephanie, dressed in a court dress, walked in. She threw away all her reserve, sat on Lewis’s lap, and whispered:

"Mr. Lewis, have you noticed that the situation here is a little strange? The personalities of those maids and waiters have changed a lot compared to two years ago."

“Perhaps we should walk around the estate and, with any luck, discover the cause of these unusual behaviors,” Lewis suggested.

Stephanie agreed. She didn't wear her hat anymore, but followed Lewis outside the manor, holding his arm.

The tall Intis sycamore trees have long since withered. Oak barrels are neatly placed in the wine-making room, and inside the barrels are the fine wines being brewed.

After Mr. Lyle's death, Slont Manor continued to produce wine, but Mrs. Slont did not know how to run the business. Under her management, Slont Manor's reputation plummeted and the annual asset loss was a huge figure.

Lewis asked Stephanie some questions about wine sales and learned some common sense.

Lewis waited until after 1 p.m. and found nothing wrong, taking Stephanie back to the three-story residence.

"Mr. Lewis, have you found the problem?" Stephanie asked curiously.

“No, I didn’t find any problems. Maybe the source of the problem is too hidden, or maybe the source of the problem is not in this manor.

The only thing I can be sure of is that there is a supernatural power secretly involved in this matter. To be able to affect such a large manor at once, the power must be of a high level. "

(End of this chapter)