Chapter 8: Sherlock
The figure in front of him was thin, his cheeks were hard and angular, and his slender and straight hooked nose made him look resolute and resolute.
The only thing that is a little out of tune is the eyes, not that they are not good-looking, but they are not as deep and quiet as imagined, but with some alertness and cunning.
"Charlotte Swift, Private Detective, Paranormal Consultant, Occult Lover......"
The title on the business card in his hand made Donald inexplicably feel a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu, and he wanted to ask him if he knew a retired soldier named Watson, but when he exported, he changed the content:
"Hello, my name is Donald Grant and I have a little study of paleographies. β
"Mr. Grant...... I'll call you Donald, you can call me Sherlock and be kind, after all, our relationship may go further in the future, okay?"
Sherlock's tone was subdued, and he spoke faster than ordinary people, and he had a good impression of Donald, who could read ancient characters that he couldn't understand.
"Yes. β
Donald never paid much attention to the title, as long as he could recognize the person.
After confirming that the most critical paleotext translation was passed, and then the two sides entered a formal interview session, Sherlock's requirements for recruiting assistants were not as strict as expected, or the most stringent level was not a problem on Donald's side.
The 12-hour work day, with two meal breaks in between, is to help Sherlock take commissions, entertain guests and make notes on some necessary information, and then follow him when he travels, helping with simple tasks along the way, such as making a bunker when tracking others, buying coffee, etc.
To be precise, it is the work of a porter and a attendant, with a weekly salary of 1 gold pound, and a monthly salary of nearly 4 gold pounds and 2 shillings.
This remuneration, even Donald, who is not yet clear about prices, knows how outrageous and generous it is, and it makes one wonder how much the nature of the work is.
"With all due respect, this remuneration does not correspond to the job you are proposing now, and if you need me to do something special, you can let me know in advance. β
In my previous life, I didn't see a recruitment scammer, and the notice posted said that it was 9 to 5, with a monthly salary of 8,000, and when people were fooled in, it was layers of exploitation, and in the end, not only did there be no benefits, but also had to take time and labor to get in, so Donald decided to ask things clearly before then.
"Of course there are special things, I need you to help me translate some documents, this kind of ancient script, this is one of your daily work, and the others, you also see my other work on the business card, paranormal consultant, which means that I often have some special guests, they need me to help solve some special things, such as ...... Spirit-ridden. β
Sherlock's body leaned forward deliberately as he said this, his eyes wandering from side to side as if he was afraid of something, and his low tone seemed to speak of some unknown fear.
"Uh, awesome. β
Would I say I summoned demons in the sewers last night? They're still in me, spirits or something...... You can't get on the table compared to demons.
Also, why can you smell a faint fragrance from the person in front of you, is it a men's perfume?
Do detectives like this kind of stuff too?
For this Charlotte Swift, it is clear that his appearance is very reliable, but Donald senses a hint of detachment from his behavior, but it doesn't matter, such a high salary, even if the employer is a fool, he can bear it.
"You don't believe me?"
Sherlock rightly dismissed Donald's insipidity as contempt and disbelief, so he decided to take his newly recruited assistant to see the world, and he would shout at everything he saw in the future.
Under the pretext of signing a contract and familiarizing himself with the working environment, Donald follows Sherlock to his detective agency.
According to Sherlock, it's only about a five-minute tutorial, and it's not far away, otherwise you wouldn't have come to the Oak Tavern to post a job posting.
"The world is not as peaceful as it is in contact with you, evil beings live all around us, maybe in the sewers under this road, or in some dark alleyway, they are watching humanity and ready to take advantage of it. β
Along the way, Sherlock goes to great lengths to instill the horrors of terrifying creatures and paranormal phenomena in Donald.
"Have you seen it?"
Donald looked at what he was saying, and thought about the clichΓ©, maybe he really knew some secrets.
"Of course I've seen it, not only monsters, I've also seen people as strong as monsters, don't you go around telling people, I promise others to keep it secret. β
"Okay, I'm your assistant now, the employer's word is the instruction, everything I hear will be forgotten after I leave work and remembered again when I go to work tomorrow. β
Monsters and people as strong as monsters, such information is really general.
Wandering around the streets at will, today should be regarded as Donald's real contact with the world, this feeling is like a trip abroad in a previous life, and he went to a place where the historical buildings are extremely well preserved.
The current situation of various cultures and environments in foreign countries impacted Donald's original impression of the world, everything was very fresh, the clothes on the passers-by, the occasional passing carriage, the extremely prominent bell tower in the distance, and subconsciously glanced at the pocket watch, 10:59:50.
Count down time in your mind: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
The bell rings!
Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~
Three bells rang, the summer sun was a little harsh, and Sherlock in front was talking about the weather, a cloudless sunny day like today's is rare in Pston.
On the one hand, because the factories in the industrial area emit smoke around the clock, and on the other hand, North Hackshire has always had rainy days, as in most parts of the Lane Empire.
Sunny days are a luxury.
Casually echoing the two sentences, Donald felt a trance for no reason, and occasionally glanced at the corner of the street, where there was a man in a black yarmulke, facing this way, his figure stagnant.
The strange vision reappeared, and Donald clearly saw the gray mist above the man's head, and he was not just watching, he was watching himself!
Who is this person?
Donald took two steps to catch up, but the man disappeared around the corner.
"Donald, what's wrong with you?"
Sherlock's voice woke Donald up, now is not the time to chase people, there is a detective by his side, and there are some things that cannot be shared with others.
"It's nothing, it seems that an acquaintance of mine was passing by there just now, and wanted to go up and say hello. β
His gaze retracted and turned to Sherlock's body, which was different from the black mist on the man just now, and the white mist above his head.
What does this mean exactly?
He deliberately focused his gaze on the pedestrians on the street, wanting to try this ability, but only glanced at it, and before he could take a closer look, his eyes had a sour feeling, forcing him to close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, everything was back to normal.
All that was left was sore, tear-watering eyes.
In addition to the mental power that can move items in small increments, this is the second ability discovered so far, and its role is unknown.
It's just that the gray mist above the head of the man on the corner is very similar to the two murderers in the alleyway, so you can think of him as a hostile person for the time being, so be careful.
"My office is here, No. 17 Xiangshu Street, you have to write down the name of this place, tomorrow is the official day of work, it's not okay to be late. β
Stopping in front of a house, it is no different from a normal house, except that there is a wooden sign from Swift's Detective Agency outside, which is a wooden pipe.
"The office is still on the first floor or ......"
"The work area is on the first floor, that is, the living room of my house, and the second floor is where I live with my brother, he often goes on business trips to other places, and it's the same these days, I forgot to tell you that the second floor is a private area, without my permission, you can't go up at will, there is no room for negotiation, as long as you find it once, you will be fired, there is no room for negotiation, I will write this article into the contract, can you accept it?"
Donald didn't have a penchant for peeping into other people's bedrooms, let alone two men's bedrooms, so he immediately nodded in understanding.
The structure of the house is not much different from Donald's own, and the entrance is a corridor, but the area of Sherlock's house is larger, and the corresponding living room area is also much larger.
"The draft signing documents and some important things are upstairs, I have to go up to get them, you wait for me in the living room, you can take a casual look, that table is where you will work in the future, you can clean it first." β
With that, Sherlock left Donald and went upstairs alone.
Turning into the living room, the fireplace is the core of the living room, the winter temperature in Preston City is not high, with the fireplace as the origin, Donald looked at the surrounding environment.
In front of the fireplace there were two brown sofas facing each other, a mahogany dwarf in the middle, and a large table against the wall facing the fireplace, with three chairs on the left and right, stacked with paper bags, scattered papers, and bags for snacks.
On the left side of the table against the wall, a brown wooden board similar to the notice board in the oak tavern is behind the chair, with some small silver pushpins attached to some broken paper and photographs, and the right side is facing away from the window on the first floor, looking out onto the street.
Choose the left side as the position you want to sit in the future, facing the window, you can see the outside scene while the lighting is good, so that you will not be exposed to the sun all the time.
Next to it is the door of the living room, if someone knocks on the door, you can get up and open it as soon as possible, and you can walk a few steps less, and you can sit and never stand.
Sorting out the materials on the table, since Sherlock said that he could read them casually, Donald also looked at them in the process of sorting.
Among them, there is a considerable part of the homicide case information, and the file bag contains newspapers, victim information, murderer information, a summary of the modus operandi, and a summary of the process of solving the crime.
He picked out the complete file bag and sorted it out separately, but just as Donald picked up a file bag with the word "River Floating Corpse Case" on the outside, the exposed half of the photo caught his attention.