Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 209 Expected Price
At noon, Lewis, dressed in formal attire, had lunch at Slont Manor. The bright red wine was sweet and delicious, and the mixed flavors were intoxicating.

Mrs. Strong had just finished lunch. She wiped the stains from the corners of her mouth gracefully and said softly:
“Mr. Lewis, I heard that you built a power station in King’s Quarter, which made the price of electricity cheaper than gas lamps and the lights lit were brighter than gas lamps.

If we had it, we would all be able to organize large gatherings and participate in various entertainment activities at night just as we do during the day."

Lewis also wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled:
"Yes, Mrs. Strong, I am a businessman, and alternating current can bring me a lot of income."

"This is so wonderful, I must go and see it." Mrs. Strong said longingly.

Lewis returned to the room. The battle and divination in the morning consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. Now he had to recover by resting, otherwise his condition would be very bad.

Suddenly, a gray mist appeared in front of Lewis’ eyes. At the end of the mist was a long bronze table. At the top of the table sat a figure covered by the gray mist. It was Mr. Fool.

Then, Mr. Fool’s face disappeared, and a blurry picture of a man praying appeared in front of Lewis. The person in the picture was a man, who repeated:

"Great Mr. Fool, please tell the members of the Tarot Club that I need the characteristics of the Human Skin Shadow and am willing to pay a reasonable price for it."

After playing it several times in a row, the blurry image faded away, along with the gray fog.

Klein is about to be promoted to Sequence 6. His progress has caught up with me. He is worthy of being the new Lord of Mysteries... Lewis sighed. He had just been promoted to Sequence 6 not long ago, and his digestion progress was not even halfway.

However, the higher the sequence, the more difficult it is to advance. Not only will it be difficult to obtain potion materials, but it will also be difficult to digest them.

Lewis thought carefully about Klein's commission. He could indeed get the extraordinary properties of the human skin shadow. For the followers of the God of Steam and Machinery, this kind of material was even just a piece of equipment.

"Forget it. I won't reply to him for now. I'll ask my 'Follower' to buy it directly and sacrifice it to him after buying it. I'll make two or three hundred pounds by reselling it."

Lewis was in a pretty good mood, and he rested for a while until inspiration woke him up from his sleep.

Blinking his right eyelid three times to open his spiritual vision, Lewis saw Miss Elana walk out of the wall and hand him a letter.

The letter was from Alman Soren. After opening it, smooth words appeared before my eyes.

"Mr. Lewis:

We have decided to explore the ancient tomb of the Fourth Epoch this Sunday and will bring a Level 1 seal. Please come to the power station at pm and we will meet there. "

Lewis burned the letter to ashes, but Alman actually brought a level 1 seal. It was indeed a big family, what a generous move.

Putting the exploration aside for the time being, Lewis went to look for the characteristics of the human skin shadow. It was basically effortless and he bought it from the Church of Steam and Machinery for 1800 pounds.

"Selling it to Klein for 2100 pounds shouldn't be too much. After all, Mr. Fate's followers also need to survive. Besides, Klein doesn't know how much I paid for it. I think 2100 pounds is no problem at all."

Walking out of the church, Lewis smiled faintly and took this opportunity to visit a private detective and find out about Mandy.

He had learned from Ms. Bella that there were multiple places where people were trafficked in cooperation with the Wild Wolf Gang. He could easily find the information he wanted by investigating the whereabouts of those people two years ago. If he wanted to investigate the whereabouts of a slave two years ago, local private detectives were the best choice. They had rich investigative experience and local resources, and even had ambiguous relationships with those underground organizations.

After asking around on the street, Lewis spotted a detective who had helped the police solve several human trafficking cases. It was said that this detective had been engaged in the human trafficking business and was quite familiar with it.

"Hopefully, Detective Rupert can actually find some clues."

With this mood, Lewis pushed open the door of Rupert Detective Agency. Fortunately, the detective was there.

"A Loenese?" Rupert frowned, and seemed to have a bad impression of Lewis.

However, Lewis could also understand that the stubborn and rigid people of Loen and the romantic and open-minded people of Intis were naturally incompatible, so it was reasonable for the detective to have no good feelings towards the people of Loen.

In other words, people who don't follow the rules are naturally somewhat averse to honest and decent people, because some of the latter's behaviors are a slap in the face of the former.

"Yes, I want to find a lady who was involved in human trafficking two years ago and now I don't know where she is." Lewis sat down and asked the maid for a cup of coffee with sugar.

Detective Rupert frowned deeply throughout. He asked some questions about the characteristics of the person he was looking for and asked Lewis if he had any more specific information.

Lewis had prepared the news in advance, and he had pinpointed the organizations that ultimately handled the batch of slaves to five.

Seeing that Lewis had arranged the preparations so well, Rupert was surprised at Lewis's attentiveness. With this information, it would be much easier to find a missing person.

The people of Loen may not understand romance, but their meticulousness is also worthy of admiration. Perhaps the people of Loen are more suitable for the detective profession than the people of Intis.

"So, what's your expected price?" After confirming the difficulty of the case, Rupert lit a cigar and discussed the price.

"I will pay a deposit of 50 pounds. If I have any news, I will pay the balance of 200 pounds. If I can meet the trafficked slave directly, I will pay an additional pounds!"

Rupert's hands trembled slightly. 300 pounds at a time was almost as much as his annual income, even though his detective agency was doing pretty good business!

And this is just an investigation into a missing lady. Of course, it is not ruled out that the lady is dead.

"Annie, serve the best coffee to this elegant and handsome Loen gentleman, using the coffee beans I brought back from the southern continent." Rupert forced out an ugly smile, and his attitude changed.

Lewis took the coffee, and while tasting the fragrant coffee, he drew a portrait of Mandy. Even without using divination, he could become a qualified painter with the characteristics of the "machine".

However, he felt vaguely uneasy. Could he really find Mandy so easily?

That time the angel took away Mandy's destiny. Was there really no preparation before the goal was achieved?

(End of this chapter)