Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 31 Detective
Taking advantage of the night, Lewis carried the bag back to the detective agency. He hid the stolen goods and couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

"I've been unlucky lately. I've offended both Cherry and Sera. After what happened today, I don't know if I can get something for free in the future." Lewis sighed. He decided not to go to Wharton Mansion for the time being. He should go look for the potion, the formula for Sequence Seven 'Lucky Man'.

As a small city, Tingen City basically has no secret trading places. Lewis only knows of an underground trading market. This black market is under the surveillance of the church, and there are basically no precious extraordinary materials or magical items in it.

It can be said that this underground black market is not worthy of being called a gathering of supernatural persons, but should be called a holy place for occult lovers.

Before Lewis traveled through time, the original owner of the body had heard of this place, but had never been there. After all, he had spent all his money on the girls.

In addition, if Lewis remembered correctly, the potion formula could not be found in the underground trading market in Tingen City, because the small city of Tingen lacked a strong notary and could not confirm the authenticity of the potion formula.

"Let's try our luck. If I still can't find the 'Lucky Man' formula after digesting the 'Machine' potion, I might consider going to Backlund. However, don't hold out too much hope. After all, there are basically no extraordinary people passing through the Destiny Path in Tingen City, let alone finding the Sequence 7 potion."

Late at night, Lewis locked the door of the detective agency and went home to rest. He hoped that the policeman would send the balance to him, otherwise he would have to go to the policeman's house to ask for it, after all, it was the result of his labor.

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In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the room, Moses Mario took today's Tingen Morning Post.

He carefully searched for the accidental death on Lower Iron Cross Street, but found that the content of today's newspaper was very normal. It was nothing more than that the time for the election for the councilor was approaching and a big shot had promised something.

Of course, Moses Mario knew that the promises made by those bigwigs were all false and they were just trying to win votes.

Searching every corner of the newspaper, Moses Mario was shocked. The content of today's daily newspaper was indeed different. The accidental deaths in the slums came to an abrupt end, and were replaced by three miraculous healing events.

The newspaper said that in the lower street of Iron Cross, three dying people were protected by the eternal sun in the evening. Their incurable diseases, which even the doctors declared would lead to their impending death, were suddenly cured by the miracle.

"The reporter who wrote this report must be a believer in the Eternal Sun. The words between the lines are filled with the smell of money. They are crude and low-brow, and their minds are full of exploitation and gold pounds." Moses Mario brewed a cup of coffee with hot water. Only he knew that the person who solved this matter was a real detective.

No, not a detective! A real detective!

Moses Mario excitedly put down the newspaper, took off his police uniform, changed into casual clothes and went to the Night Vanilla District, where the Lewis Detective Agency was located.

Pushing open the door, Detective Lewis was looking at today's newspaper seriously. His face was full of worry, as if he was worried about the future of Tingen City.

Moses Mario couldn't help but stand in awe. Detective Lewis possessed noble qualities and excellent enterprising spirit, which were incomparable to those curly-haired baboons running for congressman. These qualities were also worthy of lifelong learning for Detective Bernie across from him.

"Mr. Lewis." Moses Mario took off his hat and sat in front of Lewis. He apologized for interrupting Lewis's thoughts. Lewis raised his head, got up and brewed a cup of coffee for Moses Mario. He smiled faintly and asked in a charlatan tone: "I see you seem to be in a good mood. Is there anything good?"

"Mr. Lewis, first of all, I want to thank you in my personal capacity. I know you handled an extremely difficult case." Moses Mario said solemnly: "Although those fools who don't know the truth will only praise the sun, I will keep your kindness in mind."

"You're welcome. This is the quality a detective should have, but I can't tell you the specific details of the incident." Lewis frowned slightly. He wanted to remind the policeman not to talk nonsense. There is nothing wrong with praising the sun.

If he had not become a follower of the goddess, he would also like to praise the sun. After all, the guardian of commerce looked very rich and would not be stingy with his most devout believers.

"I understand. Such a bizarre and unpredictable killing method is definitely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us. Mr. Lewis probably doesn't want to cause panic among the people after announcing it." Moses Mario was unconsciously talking about his own guesses, and he actually guessed some of the truth.

"Thank you for the compliment. There are some things I really can't tell you. This is not only about my personal cultivation, but also involves many secrets." Lewis frowned. He was thinking about the remaining six pounds of balance. After all, this money was earned with his life.

But ever since Moses Mario came in, he has been talking about this and that and has no intention of paying. Is he planning to default on the payment?

This is not good news, because a true extraordinary person will definitely let those who owe debts know the cost of breach of contract.

They talked about this matter for an hour. Moses Mario mentioned all the possibilities he could guess. Then he looked at his pocket watch and said, "I remembered that there is something else to do next."

"By the way, Mr. Lewis, this is the commission I owe you. You are truly a great detective." Moses Mario just stood up and suddenly remembered that he owed Lewis the commission. He took out a six-pound note from his bag and handed it to Lewis.

"Good luck." Lewis took the money and greeted the other party happily. This time he was sincere.

Lewis was very pleased to earn sixteen pounds in two days. He should not have to worry about his livelihood in the near future. However, the money was still far from enough to buy the potion formula. Both the formula and the potion required a lot of gold pounds to support them. This was the reality.

As it was getting close to afternoon, seeing that the office had no business coming in, Lewis locked the door, changed into formal clothes, and went to the Dragon Bar, intending to go to the underground trading market.

There is a boxing ring in the center of the Dragon Bar. The light of dusk shines through the glass windows onto the boxers who are warming up, making their bodies look healthy.

Around the boxing ring, dozens of drinkers sipped beer and discussed who to bet on today.

Walking outside the billiard room, Lewis saw several dogs ready to go. He knew that these dogs should be the seeded players in the "Dog and Mouse" game. It must be said that the person who invented this game is really unique.

(End of this chapter)