Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 98 Underground Building
The lady thought for a moment, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes and on her forehead.

"You're right. It would be great if I could help." After a moment, the lady smiled faintly, and all the wrinkles on her face smoothed out.

Lewis followed the two ladies into the unlucky guy's room. Before he entered the room, he felt a chilling coldness.

“Who are you?…Please don’t kill me.

No! Don’t come over here, don’t ever come over here!”

Daniel huddled tightly in the corner of the room, holding his head and curling himself into a ball. When Lewis and others came in, his voice became even sharper.

Lewis quietly opened his spiritual vision and saw that Daniel's aura was dark black with green, which was obviously a sign of being entangled by a vengeful spirit.

Judging from the current situation, the vengeful spirit is not too strong and can be dealt with by relying on the Azik Copper Whistle.

Of course, if Azik's copper whistle can't handle it, he still has purification bullets. This kind of powerful supernatural item can easily deal with the resentful soul.

“Ladies, I think I already know the symptoms, please give me some private space next.” Lewis winked at Elena and asked.

Elena knew that Lewis was going to prepare for the occult ritual, so she grabbed the lady’s wrist and coaxed her out.

After the two ladies left, Lewis made a sealed spiritual wall and released the spiritual power that was wrapped around the Azik copper whistle.

In an instant, the coldness here became even more exaggerated, as if the climate had suddenly changed from early summer to winter.

Several wisps of black smoke floated out from Dennis' body. The smoke gradually condensed into the shape of a human, and they let out creepy screams.

Lewis approached these spirits with the Azik copper whistle. In an instant, these spirits let out even more tragic wails. They fled in all directions but could only wander within the spiritual wall and could not get out.

He took out another purification bullet and after injecting spirituality into it, the sun domain rune carved on the outermost layer of the purification bullet emitted a golden light.

Under this golden light, the black mist was like mist meeting the early sun, melting away with a scream until no trace was left.

In the corner, Daniel's eyes suddenly became dazed. After more than ten seconds, he came to his senses and looked around the room.

"What happened? Who are you?" Daniel looked at Lewis and asked.

“You can ask Elena about who I am. She is downstairs.” Lewis smiled indifferently, and he removed the sealed spiritual wall that surrounded the entire bedroom.

Daniel stared blankly at Lewis as he walked out of the room, and after a few minutes, Elena and his mother came in.

"Mom, what happened? I seemed to have had a long nightmare, and then I don't remember anything." Daniel turned his gaze to Elena and asked, "Who was that man just now?"

The nervous look on the wife's face disappeared. She hugged Daniel excitedly and comforted him, "My dear Daniel, the nightmare is over..."

"He's a detective." Elena's eyes showed longing. She left the room and followed Lewis.

"Mr. Lewis, you are truly a low-key and outstanding expert in the occult."

"I'm just an amateur." Lewis said modestly. He pushed open the door of Daniel's house and saw an old gentleman wearing a light black coat, a half-high silk hat, and a black cane inlaid with gold.

The old gentleman had a pair of sharp blue eyes, with a little gray at the temples, and nasolabial folds deeply engraved in his face, making his muscles look sagging.

At this time, the old gentleman was about to ring the doorbell, and Lewis's spirituality gave him a reminder that "this is an acquaintance", which made him try hard to recall.

"Sir, I am a private detective. How can I help you?" Lewis took off his hat, bowed slightly, and asked.

"How do you know I need a private detective?" the old gentleman asked in a thick Nan'an accent, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

Of course I've heard of you...

Lewis smiled faintly and said, "As a qualified detective, we can analyze a person's condition through his subtle body movements and expressions."

"I see." The old gentleman nodded slightly and asked, "What should I call you, Mr. Detective?"

"Lewis. Lewis Harvey." Lewis smiled.

The old gentleman glanced at Elena and said, "I'm Miller Carter. I do have some things I want to ask a private detective to handle. If it's convenient, you can come to my house to talk."

"Of course it's convenient." Lewis bowed slightly, sent Elena away, and went to visit Miller Carter.

The servant brought the steaming hot black tea. Lewis picked up the white silver-inlaid porcelain cup, took a sip, and asked, "Can we talk about the matter now?"

Miller Carter nodded and said:

"I'm from Jianhai County, and I'm going to settle in Backlund for business reasons.

I bought this house. It is said that the original owner of the house was a bankrupt viscount. This was about 20 or 30 years ago. After changing hands several times, it was finally bought by me.

I was planning to make some modern renovations, but I found a hidden door in the basement that led to a large underground building. I hope you can help confirm the interior of that underground building."

Lewis smiled faintly. It was indeed this old gentleman. The underground building was the remains of the Tudor Dynasty, where a powerful vengeful spirit, the vengeful spirit of the Red Angel, remained.

As expected, I came here after all. This is the guidance of fate... Lewis rubbed the surface of the porcelain cup calmly. There was something he was interested in underground. It was a blasphemous card made by Emperor Roselle.

The blasphemous cards of the Hunter Path, sequence zero is Red Sacrifice, which is the Red Sacrifice card.

Now that he's here, Lewis plans to talk to the vengeful spirit. If he can get something out of it, that would be the best; if not, forget it.

"I think I can help you solve this problem, but I need some preparation." Lewis offered.

"You can find some assistants, but no more than three. I can pay 50 pounds for this. Afterwards, depending on the specific situation, I can also make certain compensation."

"I'll come again tomorrow." Lewis nodded and agreed.

Generally speaking, 50 pounds is enough for a detective to earn two or three months' income, and commissions with such high pay are rare.

Of course, considering the danger level of that underground building, 50 pounds is by no means a high price. There is an angel-level vengeful spirit there, and most extraordinary people dare not approach it.

After leaving the old gentleman's house, Lewis took the subway and headed straight to the Backlund Bridge area. He was going to look for Miss Sharon.

(End of this chapter)