Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 87 Crime Scene
"No, it's really not about money!" The lady selling the weapons raised her voice a little. She walked up to Lewis in two or three steps and quickly handed the bullets to him.

Lewis also took out the barbarian formula he had prepared in advance and gave it to the old man "Eye of Wisdom" for identification.

The old man, Wisdom Eye, took out the ring that seemed to be inlaid with tiny diamonds from his pocket again, put it on his hand solemnly, and announced:

“Real and effective!”

As the old man "Eyes of Wisdom" finished speaking, the lady took the "Barbarian" potion formula and sat back in her original seat as if she had survived a disaster.

"It's you? Did you get the potion formula you were looking for?" Suddenly, a man with a fat face turned around and looked at Lewis.

Lewis had long recognized that the other party was the pharmacist of the School of Destiny. Thanks to the other party's information, he was able to find Brown and get the formula of the "Lucky Man" potion.

“Thanks for your information.” Lewis did not give a clear answer, which would easily expose his own information.

"You are such a lucky guy. To be honest, I never thought you could find him." The pharmacist said truthfully.

Subsequently, a number of deals were concluded one after another. However, the extraordinary weapons that Lewis wanted, or the potion formula of the "Disaster Priest" did not appear at this gathering.

When the party was over, the crowd left one after another, and Lewis also mixed in the crowd and left the party directly.

Because he couldn't bear to see Maric being beaten by zombies again, he didn't choose to go to the Brave Bar, but walked through the alley and went straight to the street.

The gas lamps beside the road were working steadily, and the crimson moonlight shone through the haze onto the ground, looking quite eerie.

Lewis took two steps forward and suddenly saw a 10-pound note lying quietly on the side of the road, so he picked it up.

After walking a few steps, he saw another 10-pound note and picked it up.

There were several 10-pound notes waiting in line ahead, which made Lewis alert.

"I can't continue to overdraw my luck. If I overuse my luck, I may end up with bad luck. I should exercise moderation."

After admonishing himself, Lewis picked up the banknotes and was in a good mood, so he wanted to splurge a little and go to the Eros Center to spend some money on Miss Tifana.

Suddenly, his feet felt empty and he staggered a few steps before falling into the sewer.

Pretending nothing had happened, Lewis climbed up. He didn't bother to deal with the dirt on his clothes. He just looked forward with a bad expression.

In the moonlight, there was a lady with a painful expression. There was a big wound on her abdomen and her internal organs seemed to have disappeared.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the sound of chewing that made his scalp numb was very close to him.

That's right, he encountered a murder scene, a murder scene of the devil.

At this moment, the black dog was staring at him, with fishy smell and blood stains on the corners of its mouth, and bloody intestines entangled on its teeth.

Lewis silently looked up at the sewer entrance three meters away from him, gave up the idea of ​​returning the same way, and silently recited the word "destiny" to make himself lucky.

At the same time, with the power of the cane, his figure slowly blended into the darkness and became extremely inconspicuous.

"I hope it's not in the mood to bother me right now, so I can escape easily."

Lewis silently took a few steps back, hoping that he would be lucky enough to be ignored by the demon dog.

"Ho ho..." The black dog let out a warning cry. Its body expanded rapidly and turned into a monster that was two or three meters long. Behind it, a pair of huge bat wings slowly opened, and next to its ears, goat horns covered with mysterious patterns grew.

Red and blue flames leaped out of its wet hair, and a strong smell of sulfur spread out.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in front of Lewis:
As the black dog opened its mouth, it spat out blasphemous words from its smelly mouth.

Then, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and his body suddenly stopped.

"boom!"

Before the black dog could utter any blasphemous words, Lewis fired his gun. One bullet knocked out two of the black dog's teeth, and a small flower of blood bloomed in the black dog's mouth.

"Woo..."

The black dog neighed in pain, and Lewis took the opportunity to throw a lucky charm at it, shouting "fate" in order to bring enough bad luck to the other party.

Lewis fired another shot, hitting the black dog's front paw. Ordinary bullets didn't do much damage, but it was enough to buy him time to chant the spell.

“A magical item that belongs only to Lewis Harvey;
The key to the light hidden in the spirit..."

Lewis chanted quickly, and he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was being quickly absorbed by the magical item.

The black dog's front legs were tense, and it made a warning sound of "ho ho" from its mouth. When the spell was halfway through, it suddenly jumped back, turned around and ran to the end of the sewer.

Suddenly, the black dog stumbled and fell, even its bat wings were broken, but it still did not give up escaping.

"Huh?" Lewis was stunned. He ran away just like that? And he ran away so resolutely?
"Demons are a supernatural species that are very sensitive to danger. When I chanted the spell, it must have sensed an irresistible force and fled."

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this demon dog was sensible, otherwise he would have faced a life-and-death battle today.

Walking to the side of the disemboweled lady, Lewis saw a black object with mysterious patterns on it. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a bell.

Holding the bell in his hand, Lewis felt a dark and cold feeling.

"Anyway, take it back and do some research. This should be an extraordinary item. I wonder what it is useful for."

Lewis was troubled by the question of how to deal with the body.

He could choose to pretend he didn't see it, then leave the sewer and wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to read the latest serial murder case in the newspaper.

Of course, it is possible that we cannot see it at all. After all, not every serial murder case will be discovered. There are many corpses rotting silently in Backlund's sewers.
After thinking for a while, Lewis took a deep breath of the polluted air and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Help!"

In the silent night, Lewis' voice was so penetrating that it reached the ears of nearby residents through the sewer outlet, and gas lamps lit up in an instant.

After shouting several times in succession, Lewis deliberately created a few screams while running along the sewer.

When the time was right, he slowly climbed out of the sewer and crawled out from a place with a manhole cover.

(End of this chapter)