Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 138 Two years ago

Following the crowd, Lewis found a homeless man on the side of the street. He lowered his top hat to cover his face and said:
"I have something for you to do. Go to the Church of Storms and inform the clergy there that there is human trafficking at the auction on Denia Street."

"Okay... okay." The homeless man looked at the two soli bills that Lewis handed over, showing longing.

"As soon as possible, I believe you are an honest gentleman." Lewis smiled lightly, and slowly returned to the small hotel by the port.

The gang's auction is indeed an opportunity to obtain extraordinary materials, but unfortunately, after the report today, it is unknown whether the next gathering will be held.

"Perhaps I need to find a way to enter the auction. There should be news about the 'Sea Serpent of Disaster', or corresponding extraordinary materials."

In the afternoon, Lewis went to the stronghold bar again. While digesting the potion, he waited for the servant of "Mr. Red Dragon".

The progress of the potion digestion was going smoothly. According to the current speed, it might take only 10 days to completely digest the "lucky guy" potion without waiting for half a month.

It's just that his reputation didn't seem to spread widely enough, and no one came to him today.

Perhaps, the servant won't know his luck until the next Extraordinary Gathering.

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In the morning, after breakfast, Lewis went to the stronghold bar again.

There is a Tarot meeting to be held this afternoon, and he must return before three o'clock to attend today's Tarot meeting on time.

The sea breeze blows away the thin fog, and the roar of the ship and the shouts of the workers are mixed together, which is a unique view of the pier.

Entering the stronghold bar, the tables and chairs in the early morning are empty, and the air is mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.

The bartender looked up at Lewis, then lowered his head and continued to wipe the wine glass in his hand.

Lewis deliberately glanced at the No. [-] billiard room. He heard Miss Stephanie's voice. The tone mixed with Intis's accent was unique, and he liked it.

"A glass of Southwell beer." He asked the bartender for a glass of beer, and saw the bartender's ugly face.

Sipping the early morning beer, Lewis pushed open the door of the No. [-] billiard room. Miss Stephanie was playing billiards by herself, with two thugs watching nearby as usual.

"Want a game of billiards? Beautiful Miss Stephanie." Lewis said with a slight salute.

"I can't wait to play a game with you, Mr. Lewis." Stephanie smiled, the corner of her mouth was stained with blue-red blood, and a scrape was very obvious.

This is, was beaten?It can't be because of playing with me, right? ...Lewis felt his heart twitch. Ms. Stephanie was a gangster woman, and playing with him would inevitably attract some people's attention.

However, he immediately vetoed this idea. If the gangster really minded Stephanie playing pool with a man, the other party should find someone to warn him instead of attacking a woman.

After all, in Ruen, where the atmosphere is relatively conservative, beating a lady is not a very honorable thing.

Putting aside his unfinished half glass of Southwell beer, Lewis picked up the cue and felt the touch.

Under his strike, the billiard balls fell into the hole one by one as if they were sorted.

"Mr. Lewis, I heard that you have often participated in the 'dog and mouse' game recently, and you have never missed a shot for several days in a row." Stephanie was half lying on the table, the black leather jacket set off her figure, with a special Posture hit the ball in the hole.

"Maybe it's just my luck. It's not a big deal." Lewis said modestly, emphasizing the word "luck".

"Really?" Stephanie changed her position again and sent another billiard ball into the hole.

She turned her head and glanced at the two thugs standing there, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lewis, are you also an existence beyond ordinary people?"

Lewis' heart trembled, he controlled his facial expression, smiled lightly and said, "Why do you ask such a question?"

He knew that Stephanie might have come into contact with extraordinary powers, but this was also normal, as many ordinary people were forced to come into contact with extraordinary powers every year.

Although the vast majority of ordinary people know nothing about supernatural power, there are always many "lucky ones" every year who are forced to be involved in supernatural power and survive.

Some of these lucky people will choose to continue exploring the extraordinary world and eventually become extraordinary.

The rest will continue to live as ordinary people.

"Your billiard skills are not as good as normal people's, and so is your luck." Stephanie lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of hearing the two thugs standing by the wall.

Lewis didn't answer directly. For extraordinary people, they will not easily communicate news about the extraordinary world with ordinary people.

"It seems that you have experienced an unknown story." Lewis put down the club and responded with the same low voice.

"Yes." Stephanie nodded slightly, "Since I came to Enmat Port, I have experienced several incredible things, and even paid for it."

How many times? ...Lewis noticed Stephanie's wording. It seemed that Miss Stephanie came here by accident.

After blinking his right eyelid three times in a row, Lewis activated his spiritual vision. In this state, he could see the color of Miss Stephanie's aura.

Under the spirit vision, Miss Stephanie's hands and feet were bright red, and her head and brain were bright purple, which meant that she was in good health.

Looking through the etheric body, he saw that the opponent's astral body was dark, which represented negative emotions such as depression and sadness.

"It seems that Miss Stephanie has not been in Enmat Port for a long time." Lewis turned off his spirit vision and smiled lightly.

"Yes, I only came to Enmat Port two years ago. I encountered some unhappy things and lost my freedom." Stephanie took Lewis's leftover half glass of Southwell beer and drank it up .

Her expression was serious, with a little sadness mixed with the seriousness.

Lewis noticed the word "two years ago". Last time at the "Black Pearl" party, an Intis man commissioned a survey two years ago, and the subject of the investigation was Wells Mond!

After wiping the cue with chocolate powder, Lewis continued to hit the billiard ball. He felt a little uneasy. Miss Stephanie seemed to be related to an extraordinary incident two years ago.

They are all Indians, maybe Wells Mond and Stephanie have met and experienced the same extraordinary event.

Miss Stephanie was lucky, she survived that extraordinary incident, but Wells Mond was unlucky, his life was lost in Enmat Harbor.

Miss Stephanie did not elaborate on what happened to her. She drank the half glass of beer, and her brow seemed to be covered with a gloomy mist.

(End of this chapter)