Harris was all too familiar to him, the great 'writer' with elegant and gaudy diction, and unfettered freedom of writing. The article has been quoted by him many times, and even his pen pal said that it was good.

That book, "Harris Gardens," is still in Bolgia's jacket pocket. Borgia also secretly asked him last time if there was a sequel to the book.

Hearing the name from Miss Maid this time reminded him that he had another commission on him to find Harris.

Rowena was paid only to deliver the message and give an 'Assassin' potion recipe. If he can be 'persuaded' to return home, an additional copy of the main document is provided.

Converted into money, it is a reward of 200 to 600 gold pounds. Grandin didn't have any particular feelings about the number. But he knew that a middle-class family would earn between 400 and 500 gold pounds a year.

This commission was not a high priority in his heart, and his original intention was to go with the flow. If you can get your hands on the male protagonist of "Harris Garden", Mr. Earl Campbell, ask him about Harris.

If there is no opportunity, then he will not go out of his way to run for this commission.

But now that the intelligence has taken the initiative to run in front of him, he has no reason to let it go:

"Miss Sally, can you tell me more about this Mr. Harris?"

Grandin asked as he retracted his leg from the door.

"I ......"

The identity of the Grandin police officer backfired at this time, and Sally, in order to protect the privacy of her master's friend, now pursed her lips and hesitated to answer.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Sally. I'm not a cop now, I'm a reader, and I'm a fan of Mr. Harris's books. Of course, perhaps it is the same name, but the one Mr. Pinault knows is not the one I admire as a writer. ”???.. coM

Grandin's explanation dispels some of the maid's wariness, and his kind smile dispels the rest.

Miss Sally stared at Grandin's smiling face in a daze, and only after the sound of the pendulum clock on the floor did she blink quickly, blushing and bowing her head, and replied:

"Mr. Harris did discuss writing with his master, and he was out for a new book."

Sally didn't dare to look at Grandin's smiling face at all, she thought about it seriously, and remembered one more thing:

"I also found some of Mr. Harris's scrap manuscripts when I was cleaning, I shouldn't have thrown them away, please wait for me to ......"

She turned and ran into the living room.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Lorota grabbed Grandin's shoulders with a pair of iron hands, turned his head towards him, and after examining it, teased:

"Your face is better than the identity of a policeman."

"Yes, maybe others will be lighter when they see that I am good-looking."

Grandin gave Lorota an angry look.

After a while, the maid Sally came back with a few pieces of paper:

"That's it, sir."

Grandin took the manuscript paper, and the words on it were written very wildly, and it could be seen that the creator was not very clear when writing. However, the handwriting is barely legible:

With contempt on her face, she ran behind the curtains. The hazy tulle reflected her graceful posture, and her delicate index finger reached out from behind the curtain and hooked it. ’

Confirmed, this is the Harris he was looking for.

"Has Mr. Harris ever told me where he is going? When will he be back? I'd like to ask him for an autograph. ”

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nbsp; Grandin had an expectant look on his face.

"I don't know when Mr. Harris will be back, but he seems to have mentioned to his master that he wanted to go out to sea by boat."

The maid gave another piece of information.

"yes, that's a shame."

Grantin pretended to be sorry.

Although he didn't ask where he was going, he had the feeling that he would meet Harris in the port of Enmat.

As Grandin closed the fence gate of Pino's house, Lorota spoke:

"Harris Garden Rankings? I didn't expect you to actually read this, or a fan of the author? Are there no serious people in our squad? ”

She shook her ponytailed head in anguish.

Grandin doesn't remember saying anything about the title:

"Ma'am, you know this book, so it can be seen that you are not a serious person."

Lorota choked on Grandin's counterattack, but she immediately retorted:

"I found it from Borgia! He thought he was hiding it well......"

The two noisily came to Pino's house, and they had to ask another person about it.

The shell of the doorbell in the house had been removed, and they could clearly see the brass gear structure inside it, with a rope connecting it. When the rope is pulled, it pulls the mechanism on the inside of the door and rings the bell.

Grantin tugged on the rope, but didn't hear any bells, and just as he thought the doorbell was broken, the door opened.

The door was opened by a pale-faced old gentleman, whose appearance was much more cloudy than that seen by Grandin during the divination, and the bags under his eyes were very noticeable.

He called himself Philip.

After discovering that it was two police officers who knocked on the door, his attitude was quite kind.

When they asked Mr. Philip if he knew anything about the 'paranormal events' next door, he happily admitted that he had done it all.

And his purpose is very simple, he wants to scare his neighbors and make them take the initiative to move.

"There's nothing to hide, and now that it's been discovered, I'll compensate him for his losses as it is. But please think of a way to help me. I haven't had a good night's sleep since that puppy moved here...... Of course, I went to negotiate, and the residents' self-government committee also came to the door, but it didn't work at all! ”

His cane paused heavily on the ground:

"If I were ten years younger, I would pick up my beloved shotgun and blow his head out myself!"

The old gentleman took a breath:

"Two police officers, please come into the house, standing at the door and chatting will make me look very ungentlemanly."

He moved out of the way and invited the two of them into the house.

It was more like a workshop than a house, and they walked all the way inside.

The hallways of the house are filled with mechanical gadgets, and there are some huge gear structures in the living room. On the table are wrenches, bearings, clockwork, and other things. Grandin even saw a steam engine in the kitchen, but the greenery on the balcony and in the corner added a bit of life to the place.

There are many elaborate clocks and watches hanging on the walls, as well as some photographs.

Directly in front of the foyer, there is a group photo. Mr. Philip in the photo is still quite young, with only a little gray hair on his temples. There was also a very mature lady standing beside him, and it was supposed to be his wife.

The building behind them has a vague shadow of the Beckland Mechanical Academy.