Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 54 Recipe News

Lewis thought for a moment and said solemnly: "The 'Fortune Teller' formula is 280 pounds. This is the lowest price I can accept."

He really needed the money to deal with some urgent matters, and it seemed difficult for this lady to take out 300 pounds at once. It was estimated that around pounds should be the maximum that this lady could take out at one time.

"Deal! Please ask old man 'Eye of Wisdom' to be the witness." The lady agreed without any hesitation. Her voice became much higher, obviously to cover up her original voice.

The lady paid the money, and Lewis took out the potion formula he had written in advance and handed it to the old man "Eye of Wisdom".

In fact, he brought at least five potion recipes today, but in order not to attract too much attention, he decided to only sell the ones passed by the fortune teller. After all, this method is suitable for auxiliary purposes and is easier to sell.

The old man "Eye of Wisdom" took the potion formula from Lewis and placed it on the round table.

Then, the old man "Eye of Wisdom" took out a handkerchief to wipe his palms, and took out a ring inlaid with many tiny diamonds from his pocket.

"It's the sealed object used for identification." Lewis looked at it with envy, he knew clearly that the "Eye of Wisdom" had more than one sealed object in its hands.

The old man "Eye of Wisdom" solemnly put the ring on the middle finger of his right hand. As he closed his eyes, the emerald gem on the ring emitted a golden light.

The old man "Eye of Wisdom" quickly stretched out his right hand and let the gem touch the potion formula.

"It's real and effective!" the old man "Eye of Wisdom" announced in a deep voice. He immediately took off the ring and did not dare to wear it for even a minute longer.

After getting the notarization, the lady took the potion formula and put it away carefully.

Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down again, Lewis said again: "I have another commission. I want to kill someone. He is just an ordinary person. He seems to know some scum of the Blood Worship Cult, but the relationship is not deep."

As this commission came out, Lewis felt a pair of eyes looking at him, but he didn't care too much. After all, the old man "Eye of Wisdom" had some connections with the official, and he must be sensitive to things like murder.

"How many pounds are you willing to pay for this task?" asked the lady sitting nearby with a wisp of golden hair sticking out of her cloak.

"130 pounds. This task is not difficult. I just hope that the other party can disappear reasonably and not arouse anyone's suspicion." Lewis offered a high price without hesitation. Generally speaking, if it is handed over to the local gang, 40 pounds is enough to kill an ordinary person.

But those gangsters are not trustworthy, and if the benefits are right, they will not hesitate to betray their employers.

"Deal, his death will be quite reasonable, and no one will investigate." The lady asked Lewis for money. When Lewis paid, he looked at the lady deliberately. Together with the cane just now, the lady made 260 pounds from him.

"I have one last commission." After waiting for another round of transactions, Lewis lowered his voice again and said.

The old man "Eye of Wisdom" looked at Lewis with great interest. This newcomer had many needs and, of course, he also had enough capital.

After all, capital and demand are directly proportional. The more demand you want to meet, the more cost you have to pay.

"I'm looking for the subsequent potion formula of the 'machine'. If you can get the formula, or have relevant information about the 'formula', I can buy it." Lewis's eyes swept over everyone present, hoping that someone would speak up at this time. Mr. Wisdom Eyes on the single sofa raised his head, coughed, and said, "Ha! I do have some inside information about this, but the price is not cheap."

"I want to hear the price. If the price is right, I will buy it." Lewis said solemnly. He was getting closer and closer to completely digesting the machine potion. He really needed to hurry up and find the next stage of potion.

"100 pounds, and I'll tell you where you can find the chance to meet the person who holds the formula." The old man with the Eyes of Wisdom glanced at the chubby-faced "pharmacist," and the two exchanged glances.

Lewis paid the hundred pounds without hesitation, even though the price was indeed expensive enough.

"You are very straightforward. Please stay after today's party and I will tell you." said the "Eye of Wisdom".

Lewis nodded and watched the party. After about ten minutes, several more deals were made, and of course, several more deals fell through.

The old gentleman, Wisdom Eye, stood up from the sofa, clapped his hands, and said, "Let's stop here today. According to the usual practice, we will leave one by one, with a three-minute interval between each other."

Half an hour later, there were only three people left in the room. In addition to Lewis and "Eye of Wisdom", the last person in the room was the "pharmacist" who had previously sold illegal drugs.

"You want the potion formula for the next stage of the 'machine'? Is it for promotion?" The "pharmacist" glanced at Lewis and asked in a grumbling tone.

"I have already taken the 'machine' potion. After a long period of hard work, I think I am about to succeed, so I started looking for the formula for the next stage." Lewis said half-truthfully.

"Damn it! Didn't your teacher give you the next stage of the potion formula? None of these old guys are reliable." The "pharmacist" seemed to have remembered something sad, and he began to complain.

Lewis was stunned for a moment. He realized that this pharmacist was most likely from the School of Life. Only the School of Life and the Church of Mother Earth had the path to becoming a pharmacist, and the School of Life had a master-apprentice system.

"I wonder if you have any news." Lewis did not argue that he was not a member of the School of Life. Instead of trying hard to explain, it would be more appropriate to let the "pharmacist" misunderstand him.

"Of course!" The "pharmacist" nodded and said, "If you think you are lucky enough, go to White Swan Street in Queens and try. You may find the formula you want there."

“Thanks for the tip.”

After getting the information he wanted, Lewis did not stay here for long. He walked around, bypassed the dark alley and returned to the Brave Bar.

"Did you get what you wanted?" Rosacea, a man with red nose, was wandering outside the billiard room with a beer in his hand. When he saw Lewis coming back, he asked.

“I guess so…” Lewis answered vaguely. He walked past the No. 2 billiard room and suddenly heard the sound of something heavy hitting the door.

"Sorry, I forgot to wrap the Azik copper whistle with spirituality." Lewis secretly complained about his bad memory, and then he saw Mr. Maric being thrown out of the room.

(End of this chapter)