Standing in front of the counter, Oreo shoved five silver coins deeper into the counter.

"Look up a transaction, a drawing, and the transaction time is last Sunday."

The teller naturally placed an order from a customer, and Oreo was a regular customer at a glance, and the price of five silver coins was quite appropriate, so he quickly inquired about the day's transaction information.

"On the morning of September 17, an architectural drawing was sold for 67 gold coins."

"Good."

Oreo nodded, and pushed for another five gold coins.

The teller did not take the five gold coins, but shook his head, which showed that the status of the buyer or seller was not low.

Seeing this, Oreo whispered.

"I just need to know the seller's name."

The teller breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the five gold coins, and said crisply.

"Ferguson."

Oreo raised an eyebrow.

"It's a civilian, I think I can tell what street he lives in."

It's a tough role.

The teller thought to himself, but said anyway.

"No more than 7th Street. This is the last answer, my lord. ”

"Thank you."

Oreo smiled with satisfaction, the answer was as easy as he expected.

After walking out of the auction hall in Turin, Tamia asked curiously.

"You can even buy information about big people here?"

"Not exactly."

Oreo added, "If they've been to the Turin auction house and have been involved in trading. ”

Tamia subconsciously replied and continued.

"Now that we're done, let's get out of this place as soon as possible."

Oreo stared at Tamia with interest, it was the first time he had seen Tamia so embarrassed, she seemed to be very uncomfortable with the new environment, she was a strong girl.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a pretended seriousness.

"Sheriff Tamia, you shouldn't be afraid, right?"

Tamia couldn't stand being provoked by others, and when she heard Oreo say this, she hurriedly retorted.

"Of course not!"

While Tamia was trying to make excuses, Angelil whispered.

"Mr. Oreo, it's better to go back to the office earlier, you have a wound on the head."

Tamia chimed in.

"Angelyl is right."

"Okay."

Oreo stopped in front of the bar and admonished earnestly.

"But I still have to go inside to deal with something, you wait for me here, don't run around."

Tamia hesitated for a moment, then plucked up her courage to speak.

"Then let's go in together."

"Okay."

Beyond Tammya's expectations, Oreo did not object, he opened the curtain for the two of them, and then chose a round table to sit at under the guidance of the waiter.

The bar is full of round tables like this, set up in a circle on the edge of the dance floor.

Oreo asked for three glasses of lemonade, and the waiter quickly brought it up.

Once you enter the bar, the atmosphere is normal, there are a few tables of whispering aristocrats next door, and the whole bar looks exactly like the same as Sixth Street.

But this exact same is the biggest abnormality.

Tamia became vigilant, and she lowered her head and sniffed the glass of lemonade vigorously.

Angelyl stared curiously at her movements, but when she saw Oreo take a sip of water, she followed suit.

In addition to the sour smell of lemon, there is also a faint mint smell in the water, and the whole person is awake as soon as he enters it.

"Hey."

Tamia took a sip of water and said with a sneering expression.

"What the hell does this bar do?"

Oreo didn't answer her directly.

"For me, it's also a place to gather information, and what exactly does it do...... You don't need to understand. ”

Tamia pursed her lips and clasped her hands to her chest.

"Aren't you here to do something, hurry up."

Oreo smiled, but that smile felt hypocritical.

"Nothing special, I just came to see an old friend, but unfortunately he's not here."

The statement was obviously perfunctory, but Tamia was in no mood to focus on Oreo's true purpose, so she picked up the glass of lemonade and drank it down, and Angelyl followed suit.

Just as Tamia was about to put down her glass, the nobles silently shut their mouths, and the bar suddenly fell silent.

After that, the lights on the dance floor came on.

At first, Tamia wondered about the design of the dance floor, but now she understood that it wasn't a dance floor at all, but a stage.

A young girl dressed in tulle was pushed up, her hands bound by white ropes, her head hung in the light, her face could not be seen clearly, only a green silk could be seen.

Tamia opened her mouth and said knowingly.

"It's... What is this doing? ”

Angelyl wasn't as babbling as Tamya, and perhaps because her mother was a prostitute, she felt normal about this obvious immorality.

Let everyone appreciate the girl's embarrassed appearance for a while, and then the host walked on the stage.

He didn't introduce too much, just quoted a name and a price.

"Xinvita, two thousand gold coins."

"Two thousand gold coins?"

Hearing this price, Angelyl was surprised, knowing that this price could already buy a good prostitute.

And this girl in the stands is clearly not worth the price.

"Vita..."

Tamia repeated the name, which she seemed to have heard somewhere.

"The Marquis of Lulun was stripped of his title last month for embezzlement, and this is his daughter."

Oreo put down the cup in his hand and stood up, "Nothing to look at, let's go." ”

As the aristocrats cried out one after another, Tamia became interested, and she grabbed Angelyl's sleeve and shouted.

"Let's see."

Oreo nodded helplessly and asked the waiter for two more glasses of lemonade.

Embezzlement is a felony in the Empire, and the cost of making mistakes will naturally be higher for an important Imperial Servant like the Marquis of Lulun.

In addition to being beheaded, everyone in his family will be implicated, which is why Ivetta appeared on Fourth Street

- She was traded as a slave.

Under the deliberate guidance of the host, the price of Xin Vita gradually increased, and now it is close to three thousand gold coins.

As a rule of thumb, her price would not have been higher, but for a prostitute, it was sky-high.

Oreo shook his head, shrunk into the couch, and muttered.

"The daughter of a nobleman is just different."

Angelyl should have heard this, she pursed her lips and didn't comment too much.

Although she accepted this, the sight of a poor woman about to be bought and sold aroused her sympathy.

If she had the money, she might have bought Vita.

But what could she do after that, and would those noble ladies really be willing to be a pauper in Turin?

Angelyl didn't dare to make any more bad imaginations, she sighed and looked away from Ivita.

She looked at the air for a moment, then finally fell on Oreo.

He stared at Ivita with no expression in his face, not knowing what he was thinking.