Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 113 Commission
The air in Backlund in the early morning is not very good, the smog is still floating in every corner of the city, and the visibility is less than 100 meters.

Of course, except for the smog factor, Backlund is indeed a livable city. It not only has the most convenient transportation, but also tastes delicacies from many countries. Even the street girls are of very high quality.

Standing on the side of the road, Lewis bought a copy of today's "Becklund Morning News". When the public carriage arrived, he got on it, sat in the last row, and read the newspaper.

The transcendent who is suspected of being the "Rose School of Thought" does not dare to make too much noise during the day, but at night, he will live next to the Harvest Church, which can ensure that he is only being watched by people and will not encounter too much danger .

While reading the newspaper, while paying attention to the sight that was looking at him, Lewis noticed that the sight staring at him was gone, which made him a little puzzled.

"Maybe I lost it again. After all, Transcendents of the Rose School of Thought are usually not good at tracking." Reassuring himself, Lewis bought another sandwich and ate it on the stagecoach.

About an hour later, the carriage arrived at 19 Alter Street, where Lewis got off.

The door of the detective agency was still closed. He opened the letter box and saw two letters without stamps or addresses lying in it.

Taking out the letter from inside, Lewis became puzzled.

"One of the letters should be an entrustment from Blau, and who will give the other letter?"

Feeling anxious, Lewis opened the envelope, only to see a line of familiar handwriting appearing in front of his eyes:
"Mr. Lewis, the £1000 reward offered by the police has arrived, please arrive at the place where the last meeting was held at 10 o'clock on Saturday morning.

There, I will distribute the bounty according to the contributions made by the various detectives. "

Lewis was relieved to find out that it was a letter from detective Isengard Stanton, at least it was not sent by any dangerous person.

After putting away the letter, Lewis opened another letter again. This letter was bulging, and there seemed to be a lot of things in it.

The first thing that was taken out of the letter was a portrait. In the portrait, there was a thin man with unhealthy red pupils and long nails. Just standing there gave people a sense of danger.

"It's a 'Rose School' man, I've seen him."

With a thought, Lewis flipped through the contents of the letter paper:

"The man in the portrait is Shaw Mik, a member of the Rose School of Thought, a Sequence Seven 'Vampire', who seems to have a powerful sealed item in his hand.

Your task is to kill him, entrust the cost of the potion formula of 'disaster priest', and all the items on Shaw Meek.

Be sure to show up on West Street, Hilton District tomorrow night, and act after meeting everyone. "

Lewis put the letter away, opened the door of the detective agency, went in, made a cup of black tea and tasted it.

This task is indeed dangerous, but Lewis is confident to complete it.

Boom boom boom!
When the familiar knock on the door sounded, a beautiful girl in complicated patterns was immediately pictured in his mind, with a faint smile on her face.

"Please come in." Knowing that the person standing outside the door was Miss Windsor, Lewis did not pretend to read the newspaper seriously, but sipped black tea casually.

"Mr. Lewis." Windsor greeted, and then sat in front of the coffee table, opposite Lewis.

"Miss Windsor, what can I do?" Lewis avoided looking directly at Windsor, he got up and made a cup of black tea, and handed it to her.

"It's nothing. I'm just worried that Mr. Lewis has been absent from the detective agency recently." Windsor picked up the teacup, took a sip of black tea, and said absent-mindedly.

"I do have some things to deal with recently. You know, we detectives are always busy. After all, many investigations are not easy."

Lewis subconsciously glanced at the expression on Windsor's face, and after just one glance, he felt a fiery feeling in his lower abdomen again.

Moreover, this time the reaction seemed stronger than ever.

"Perhaps, I should use my spirit vision to look at Miss Windsor again.

The last time I used Spirit Vision to observe her, I was still a Sequence Eight, and the potion had not been fully digested, and the ability of Spirit Vision was limited.

Now that I am a Sequence Seven, I may be able to see Miss Windsor's abnormality. "

Blinking his right eyelid, Lewis felt an unprecedented sense of danger, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Inspiration reminded him that this matter was very dangerous, and if he just took a look, he might encounter an unprecedented crisis.

"Just looking at it, will you face death?"

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, he couldn't get rid of it. Lewis knew that only when the difference between the two personalities was huge enough, would there be a phenomenon of death at a glance.

Obviously, his spirituality is suggesting that he and Miss Windsor's life levels are not at the same level at all.

A demigod, Miss Windsor should be a demigod, or have a very high-level sealed item.

Lewis immediately came to a conclusion. He squeezed out a slightly stiff smile, adjusted his expression and asked, "Miss Windsor, would you like another cup of black tea?"

"Thank you." Miss Windsor still maintained a sweet smile, but Lewis no longer dared to appreciate this beauty.

He refilled a cup of black tea for Miss Windsor, and sat quietly. His body was still stiff and tense, but he didn't dare to show any abnormalities. This state of high tension lasted until Miss Windsor left.

With the sudden relaxation of his body, Lewis heaved a sigh of relief and slumped on the seat.

"Perhaps, I should really leave Backlund, there are too many dangers here."

Silently watching the direction Miss Windsor was leaving, he put on a half-height silk top hat and left the detective agency. He planned to investigate the Sealed Artifact 0-08 for the last time in preparation for obtaining this Sealed Artifact next time.

After locking the door of the detective agency, Lewis subconsciously went to the Eros Center. The desire that was aroused by Miss Windsor before was a bit difficult to suppress.

Even, this desire is much stronger than when he first saw each other.

"Sir, may I help you?" Walking into the Eros Center, a well-dressed waiter greeted him.

Lewis had seen the waiter a few times, and he chuckled, "I'm looking for Miss Tiffana."

"plz follow me."

The waiter led Lewis up to the second floor, until he reached the end of the corridor, Miss Tiffana's room.

Boom boom boom!
Lewis knocked on the door, and Miss Tiffana's invitation came from the room.

"Miss Tiffana, you are still so beautiful." Lewis walked into the room, and he hung the top hat on the coat rack.

"Welcome, Mr. Lewis." Tiffana bowed and said, "I'm very happy to see you again, but I can't accompany you today. I think I'm leaving here."

(End of this chapter)