Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 78 Of course
As the guests arrived one by one, Miss Windsor's house became lively.

Peg found Miss Windsor, brought two glasses of red wine, handed one to her, and praised: "Miss Windsor, you are the most dazzling pearl of this dinner."

"Mr. Peg, you are still such an elegant and humorous gentleman." Windsor chuckled with her hands covering her mouth, and she gently took the wine glass with her palm wearing a tulle glove.

The banquet goblet contained bright red wine. She brought the glass to her lips and drank slowly.

Lewis played "Fighting Evil" with Mrs. Gahra and the others. As a transcendent in the Path of Destiny, this card game was naturally something he was good at.

However, as a guest who came to enjoy the dinner, Lewis was not obsessed with winning money. He was always letting the money flow so that he could maintain a state of neither losing nor winning.

From time to time, Lewis would pay attention to Miss Windsor's movements. This beautiful lady seemed to be very good at interpersonal communication. She could always move easily among several male suitors and maintain a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

"Miss Windsor is also very popular in Ort Street. Of course, this is inseparable from her charming temperament." Lewis also admired Miss Windsor's beauty, but he didn't dare to get too close.

A woman whose clairvoyance cannot be observed and who easily arouses desire often means danger.

The source of this danger may be Miss Windsor herself or an external force.

In short, Miss Windsor is by no means as harmless as she seems.

"A pair of 6s." Just after playing the cards, Lewis felt the hairs on his back stand up, and a cold and terrifying feeling invaded his whole body.

"Something evil has inspired me. How could it be such a coincidence?" Lewis looked at Miss Windsor, who smiled elegantly and politely, as if responding to his gaze.

"Sorry, I suddenly want to go outside to breathe some fresh air."

Lewis made an excuse, put down his cards and left the room, following his inspiration all the way around to the back of the house.

There was only an empty well behind the house, and next to the well lay the body of a wild dog. When I got closer, I saw that the dog's internal organs had completely disappeared.

Lewis used his palm to feel the temperature of the corpse. It was still slightly warm, which meant that the person had died not long ago.

"Mr. Lewis, what happened?"

Suddenly, Miss Windsor's voice came from behind. Lewis' pupils shrank slightly, and his muscles tensed up involuntarily, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the gun bag.

He was clearly a Sequence Seven with excellent inspiration, but he didn't notice that someone was standing behind him. This was totally abnormal.

"A stray dog ​​died. I think it might have been done by some animal abusers. Maybe we should call the police." Turning back, Lewis looked at Windsor with a smile, pretending nothing had happened.

The death of the animal reminded him of the scum of the Blood Cult. Once supernatural powers were involved, it often meant danger, and he didn't want to get involved in such dangerous things at all.

"Call the police?" Miss Windsor walked forward, and when she saw the miserable condition of the stray dog, she suddenly squatted down and vomited.

"Hey, hey, hey? Do you have to be so exaggerated?" Lewis twitched his mouth. Although he was suspicious, he still supported Miss Windsor like a gentleman.

"It's always uncomfortable to see this kind of scene for the first time. Leave it to me. Miss Windsor, just go back and rest."

"Thank you, Mr. Lewis, you are a true gentleman." Windsor took the handkerchief from Lewis and carefully wiped the vomit from the corner of his mouth. Lewis helped Windsor to the second floor to rest. Windsor sat on the sofa and thanked Lewis:

"Mr. Lewis, I feel safe with you. It seems that you have a charm that women cannot resist."

Lewis smiled faintly. He felt that there were only two things about his irresistible charm: powerful and lasting.

In these two aspects, he is capable of performing the Pain Witch Promotion Ceremony without taking any stimulant drugs.

"Mr. Lewis, what happened to Miss Windsor?" After going downstairs, Peg, who earned 4 pounds 10 soli a week, found Lewis and asked.

"There was a stray dog ​​dead outside, and its death was very disgusting, and Miss Windsor happened to see it," Lewis explained.

"Miss Windsor is so concerned about just a stray dog. She is such a beautiful and kind lady. She will definitely be a good wife in the future." Peg looked longingly at the room on the second floor where Miss Windsor was, with undisguised admiration in her eyes.

"Of course!" Lewis smiled. He suspected that Windsor might be a member of the Blood Cult, but he had no evidence.

However, he himself did not want to get involved in such extraordinary events, and what he needed to do was to quietly plan to seal object 0-08.

"I think I need to deal with this matter. Please allow me to leave first." Lewis greeted the guests present and then fled.

Finding a police station nearby, Lewis threw in a note describing what had happened to him.

Of course, Lewis knew that the police would not usually deal with such incidents of animal death. Backlund's police force was limited, and they couldn't handle all the human matters, let alone animals.

"Perhaps I should notify the official extraordinary person, but the official extraordinary person may not necessarily take over this matter, and I will be at risk of being exposed."

Returning to the detective agency early, Lewis turned on the gas light, and in the dim light, he took the pendant in his hand.

"The death of the wild dog is related to Miss Windsor."

Lewis's mind gradually became ethereal, and he saw the pendant spinning randomly, a mixture of clockwise and counterclockwise.

"My divination was disturbed. Is it because of the wild dogs or Miss Windsor?" Lewis was not surprised. He quietly put away the pendant and warned himself not to get involved with these things.

I hope that the incident with the Blood Cult is over, and that the High-Sequence Expert who hid behind the scenes and destroyed the spirit of the "serial killer" did not target me.

Reluctantly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Lewis calculated the time. Now that Klein has been promoted to Joker, it means that Dunn Smith's death date is approaching.

The day Dunn Smith dies will also be the day when Ince Zangwill obtains the saint's ashes and begins his ascension to demigod status.

Afterwards, Ince Zangwill would also come to Backlund to seek protection.

"If I want to find Ince Zangwill in advance, I must pray for help from a higher level of power, but it seems that I can't count on the Goddess."

Thinking of this, Lewis thought of Mr. Azik. It seemed that he was the only one who could help in Backlund.

(End of this chapter)