Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 104 The Shame of the Extraordinary

As night approached, a blood moon loomed, and the gas lamps on the side of the road began to light up. Lewis locked the door of the detective agency and began to wash the teacups and tableware.

Suddenly, gray-white mist appeared in front of his eyes, and at the end of the mist, a blurry picture played repeatedly.

In the picture, a man with blue hair is praying:
"Mr. Fool, please tell Mr. Fate that the mystical item promised to Mr. Fate's favored person is already in the Black Bar in the East District. When you get there, you only need to tell the tavern owner what the captain delivered. Can get the murloc's eye.

This magical item allows the user to breathe freely in the water for 10 minutes, while also becoming a master swimmer. "

"The eyes of the murlocs, the extraordinary item for diving has finally been delivered. Because of the Qilingus incident, it has been delayed for a long time." Lewis put away the washed dishes and secretly confessed to himself that it was time to find a maid. .

He planned to take some time to go to the Black Bar in the East End tomorrow. He has been waiting for so long, and he doesn't care about a day or two.

Suddenly, Lewis noticed the needle-like sight behind him, and he frowned.

"I didn't perceive any malice from the line of sight, which means that the group is still unable to determine that I have a relationship with Blau, but they are still observing me, which means that they still doubt me."

Lewis smiled faintly, he turned off the gas lamp, put on a half-height silk courtesy, and left the detective agency.

At this time, the trackless public carriage had already reached the departure time of the last bus. This public carriage was divided into two floors. He spent two pennies to sit in the last row seat on the first floor of the public carriage, and prepared to go to the East District to pick up the Transcendent item.

"The gaze staring at me is still there, if he gives up tracking me, it means that the other party no longer suspects, and I don't have to worry about them.

If he's going to follow me, it's going to be in this stagecoach, and I can determine where he's looking. "

Lewis looked out of the window with a straight face. The gas lamp beside the road was flickering with light blue flames, which contrasted with the crimson moonlight.

Suddenly, Lewis looked in the direction of the third row on the first floor of the carriage quietly from the corner of his eye.

A man in a windbreaker with his face covered by a stand-up collar sat there.

He took out a newspaper from his pocket, sat there and read it as if nothing had happened, making it impossible to tell the purpose.

With inspiration, Lewis locked on that person as the source of his line of sight. He quietly turned on his spiritual vision and saw the other person's astral body.

"I can easily see through the astral body, which means that he is much weaker than me. It should be Sequence Nine or Sequence Eight. I don't know which way it is. There is too little pre-information to infer it.

Being able to be easily found by me shows that he is not an extraordinary person who is good at hiding, and he is not even much better than ordinary people in tracking. "

Lewis didn't act rashly. When the trackless public carriage arrived in the East District, he followed the ordinary lady in front and got off the carriage.

Glancing at his pocket watch, Lewis identified the location, and then walked slowly towards the area where Black's bar is located.

He acted as if nothing had happened, and kept his pace unhurriedly so that the other party could follow.

As long as he finds the right opportunity, he will look for opportunities to make a move, grab the opponent and ask for useful information.

After about 10 minutes, Lewis frowned as he felt the stinging gaze disappear.

"Don't follow me now? It should be because I think I have nothing to do with Blau, so I don't want to waste time with me."

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, it is naturally best to resolve this matter without conflict.

Arriving at La Rambla, he entered Black's Bar and said to the bartender:

"A glass of ginger beer."

The bartender took out a glass and filled it with golden liquor. Lewis took it and took a sip.

The strong, spicy taste exploded in his mouth, which made him feel an extraordinary enjoyment.

He hiccupped and asked, "Where is your boss?"

"Back." The bartender pointed to the position of the back kitchen, and the action of wiping the cup with his hand still didn't stop.

Lewis held the wine glass and walked to the back kitchen while drinking.

There are three people in the back kitchen, two are scrubbing the tableware, and one is peeling potatoes.

"Who's the boss?" He hiccupped and asked.

"I am." The man who was peeling potatoes raised his head slowly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The item delivered by the captain." Lewis thought for a while, and said according to Klein's delivery.

The bar owner didn't speak. He left the back kitchen and called Lewis to the vacant card room.

After a while, the barkeeper handed Lewis a lead box.

"I don't know what's in it. The captain only reminds that this thing will make people thirsty. If you have any questions, please contact the captain."

"I understand." Lewis took the lead box and left Black's bar.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the public carriages and subways were out of service. If you want to return to the Hilton area, you can only take a taxi at a high price, or walk back directly.

Lewis was not in a hurry to go back, he tried wearing mermaid eyes.

About 5 minutes later, he swallowed silently, and a feeling of dry mouth hit him.

"A Transcendent item that is not uncommon, just like Alger described, wearing it can move freely underwater for a period of time.

The side effect is that you are prone to thirst, and once you leave the water, your physical strength will decline rapidly. "

After confirming that the item was okay, Lewis put it in a lead case and carried it. The moment he closed the lead case, the feeling of thirst gradually disappeared.

As he walked, Lewis frowned. He sketched out the situation at the intersection ahead in his mind:

Near the intersection, there was a man wearing a trench coat with a stand-up collar. The man was muttering something:
"Oh my God, how could I lose track?

It's not that I didn't try my best, it's just...it's just that the detective is too cunning, and it can't be my fault.

right!Can't blame me! "

Lewis twitched the corner of his mouth. It turned out that it wasn't that the line of sight stopped following him, but simply lost track of him.

However, I have always maintained a normal walking speed, and I didn't even use any supernatural ability, because I was afraid that a low-sequence transcendent would not be able to keep up with me, and I would not be able to find a suitable opportunity to make trouble.

"Damn it! An extraordinary person followed ordinary people, and finally lost him. It's a shame for an extraordinary person!"

Using his hearing and intuition to confirm that there were not many pedestrians nearby, Lewis decided to grab the opponent now.

After all, if he continues to walk, it will be even more troublesome for the opponent to follow him.

Walking quickly to the corner, Lewis merged his figure with the shadow. When he saw a foot stepping into the attack range, he reached out and grabbed the opponent's collar, dragged him into the alley, and died. Dead on the ground.

(End of this chapter)