Knock knock!

Lewis tapped his finger on the door three times and walked inside.

"Sir, may I ask you what is the matter?" Wearing an apron and a slightly fat figure. Mrs. Hughes was disposing of the leftover cakes, tossing them into the casks beside her.

What a waste...... Lewis thought to himself.

"I saw that you were transferring this shop, and I wondered if you could transfer it to me, beautiful lady." Lewis took off his top hat and asked.

"Sir, you are really good at talking." Kama. Hughes smiled brightly, raised his chin and said, "Just call me my beautiful Mrs. Maca, I do want to sublet this shop, but the price is a bit expensive." ”

Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth, it turned out that praising a woman for being beautiful really helped, looking at Mrs. Kama's expression, she completely wanted to be praised a few more words.

"Beautiful Mrs. Kama, I would like to rent this room and hope to get a reasonable price."

"How about nine souls a week? This shop is in a good location, generally the same location costs 10 soles per week. It's just, there's a nasty detective on the other side, you know, a detective with a head full of gold pounds, and it's going to make business bad. Mrs. Kama held the broom in her hand and looked helpless.

The detective does only have gold pounds in his head, but does that have anything to do with your business?

Lewis remembered the daytime by Bernie. Cooper's blackmailing process, while echoing: "I think, the price of nine souls a week is very reasonable, but I have limited funds in my hand, so I can only rent it for half a year first, otherwise it will reduce my risk resistance." ”

"No problem, you sit there and wait, I'll get the contract." Mrs. Kama brought Lewis a mango cake and a cup of freshly brewed black tea, and ran out of the cake shop.

Lewis took a bite of the mango cake, and the fork in his hand shook slightly in an extremely slight arc, almost dropping out of the machine's play.

"Rub, what kind of magic cake is this? Obviously, the same ingredients used in other cake shops can taste so bad. ”

Putting down the fork, Lewis hurriedly drank two sips of black tea to suppress the shock, fortunately, the taste of the black tea was not too bad.

Perhaps, the bad business of the cake shop has nothing to do with Mr. Bergen, but simply Mrs. Karma's craftsmanship is too bad.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Cama returned with a standard contract, which Lewis signed and distressedly paid 11 pounds and 14 soles in rent.

"Great, now I don't have to see that pesky detective and can study my cake recipe at home." Mrs. Cama kept the contract and said in a brisk but not pleasant voice, "Mr. Lewis, I hope you can get rid of that pesky detective, and good luck." ”

Lewis nodded, he felt that Mrs. Cama was a waste of time researching cakes, and if the other party opened a different shop, she would definitely lose the person who would dump the pot.

Sending Mrs. Kama away, Lewis gets a cake shop and a lot of cakes that are close to expiration.

Because of the shadow left by the mango cake, Lewis had to dispose of the remaining cakes and began to tidy up the room.

The cake shop wasn't big, but Mrs. Kama's belongings were disorganized and very cumbersome to clean up.

Busy late at night, Lewis finally managed the environment of the cake room, leaving only a coffee table and two benches, which is where he usually works.

This simple environment reminds Lewis of a Maori detective agency in the anime, and the next step is to put up billboards in the original windows and the storefront is formed.

……

In the morning, Lewis woke up from his sleep, he felt the heat in his lower abdomen, and then sighed, he had no money.

Communicating with dancing girls has always been Lewis's biggest expense, accounting for more than 80% of his usual expenses.

"Have breakfast first, then get the billboard out of the office, and go to Serra in the evening, after all, you can prostitute for nothing."

Setting his next goal, Lewis took action, first finding a shop that produced an advertisement, asking them to make the words "Lewis Detective Agency" on the window, and then went home and started cooking.

Mix the cut beef and tomatoes together and boil them, add spices and salt, simmer for half an hour, and a tomato bisque is ready.

Throwing the brown bread he bought into the soup to soften, Lewis took a bite and almost quit playing the role of "machine" again.

The fishy smell of the beef has not been removed at all, and too much salt has been added, and it is generally fishy and salty, which can be regarded as a dark dish.

"It seems that cooking is not the same as doing experiments, there is a fixed recipe for doing experiments, but there is no cooking, I don't have a talent for cooking." Lewis held his breath and gulped, which at least allowed him to regain his strength.

Lewis misses his sister again, and it would be nice if he could find Mandy, because Mandy will arrange everything.

By noon, Lewis went to the shop that had made the advertising page, took the stickers with him, and posted them in the storefront window.

The detective agency is preliminarily completed, but it still lacks a sense of ceremony. He was also missing a cane, a pipe, and an opening ceremony with police officers.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Please come in." Hearing a knock on the door, Lewis replied in a deep voice.

A man with a cane and a black top hat walked in, and he looked around and focused on Lewis.

"What's the matter?" Lewis was not interested, because the person who came was none other than Bernie. Cooper, the detective who was dumped by Mrs. Kama.

"Young man, I don't think you're cut out to be a detective." Bernie tapped his cane on the ground and said solemnly, "A true detective needs a precise grasp of events, excellent information channels, and a smart mind, and obviously, you don't have any of these." ”

Lewis didn't expect the other party to speak so bluntly, he just smiled and didn't bother to argue.

As an extraordinary person with his own divination ability, he has long been far ahead of ordinary people in terms of detectives.

What's more, his purpose was not only to make money, but also to digest the machine potion as soon as possible so that he could be promoted to Sequence Seven as soon as possible.

"I don't think you need to worry about these things, I'll take care of them." Lewis said perfunctorily.

"Humph! You won't have a business because there's a real detective across the street from your office! Bernie tapped his cane again and left angrily, it was clear that it was from a hatred among his peers.