Following the direction the conductor pointed, Lewis glanced at the price sign hanging near the window.

During peak hours, every 10 minutes, the rest of the time is 15 minutes, 6p for first class, 4p for 2nd class, 3p for 3 pence, 9, 6 and 5p for round trips, respectively, annual passes are 8 pounds for first class, 5 pounds for 2nd class 10 sul, and there is no annual pass for third class.

Except for the price of the seats, there is no distance marked on the wooden sign, which means that there is no distance limit for the subway here.

Having a general understanding of the subway, Lewis took out 6p and handed it to the conductor to buy a first-class ticket.

Lewis then found a line to the Hilton area, passed a not-so-strict check, and waited on the platform for the trolley.

Woooooo

It didn't take long for Lewis to hear a whistle like thunder, and a huge steam locomotive came to a clattering stop in front of him by the light of the gas lamps on either side of the gas lamp.

Lewis got on the tram and sat down, and the first class seats were single-seaters, and the richly decorated leather seats gave a sense of comfort.

Suddenly, Lewis's inspiration struck him, and he sensed a familiar feeling.

To the left of the line of sight, a young lady with blond hair sits, dressed in an elaborate gown and with a beautiful face like an elf.

The young lady noticed Lewis's gaze, and she looked at the other person, and suddenly smiled faintly, and her eyes were curved into a crescent moon.

"This is the young lady I met on the train? How did she end up here, is it a coincidence? ”

Lewis didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty, he clearly remembered the feeling of pins and needles when he looked at the other person with his vision, this young lady was obviously not simple.

Moreover, in this world, coincidences often do not mean simple coincidences, and behind coincidences are likely to involve mysterious forces, and may even be the arrangement of fate.

"What is she doing? Are you looking for me? ”

As soon as the idea of conspiracy theories appeared, Lewis couldn't help but start thinking that if he really had any value in him, then some secrets would definitely not look at him.

For safety, Lewis waited until the subway reached Queens Station before getting off, and he kept the machine playing and kept his steps smooth and fast.

Out of the subway station, Lewis still didn't dare to relax. He concentrated on feeling it for a moment, and was relieved until he didn't notice any feeling of being watched.

"It should really be just a coincidence, it's me who is too sensitive."

Lewis walked around Queens until night fell and returned to the Hilton where he lived, Oult Street.

Without thinking much about the young lady during the day, Lewis rested, he thought that he might be suffering from "obsessia", and everyone he saw thought it was a conspiracy.

"The desires have become more and more difficult to contain lately, and I don't know if the girls of Beckland can prostitute for nothing. If not, it's another huge expense. Lewis couldn't sleep after lying in bed for a while, and he couldn't help but miss the dancing girls at the Wharton Mansion.

Of course, it is also a good choice to drink the potion quickly and promote the "lucky one", maybe he can pick up the money and go to prostitution......

……

The city of Tingen, inside the Black Thorn Security Company.

Sunlight shone in through the side window, and Klein took Roshan's coffee and thanked him.

Knock knock!

"Please come in." Hearing a knock on the door, Klein responded.

"Here are two letters from Beckland, sign for them." The postman in a brown linen jacket appeared outside the room, and he took two letters from his shoulder bag and handed them over.

Klein took the letter after signing, he showed it to Roshan, and said with a smile: "One is for Old Neil, and the other is for the captain, I can't imagine that Old Neil has any relatives in Beckland." ”

"It's the same with the captain." Roseanne silently added that she was really sad about the relationship between the two.

After a while, Dunn. Smith finished guarding Chanis Gate and came up from underground. He rubbed his forehead, still looking energetic after a night of sleep.

"Captain, your letter." Klein picked up the envelope and showed it.

"My letter?" Dunn. Smith took the envelope and opened it in front of Crane.

Inside the envelope was a blank piece of letter paper and a silver ring with intricate patterns, which did not seem to be carved randomly, but rather seemed to have a certain occult meaning.

"Captain, I didn't expect a Beckland man to give you a ring." Klein quipped.

Dunn. Smith threw the ring to Klein and said, "Tell me where this ring comes from and what it's used for, I suspect someone is secretly targeting us." ”

Captain, you can't find a young lady who is willing to accept you with this straight man mentality...... Klein secretly complained about Dunn. Smith said, but still took out the pendant and divined against the ring.

After a while, Klein rubbed the corners of his eyes and said, "The person who can only divinate and send the ring has no malicious intent, and this silver ring is actually a lucky charm, a real lucky charm, you only need to inject spirituality and then shout 'fate' to activate!" ”

"Can the other person refuse your divination?" Dunn. Smith frowned, if the other party could refuse Klein's divination, it meant that the other party was definitely a transcendent, and the level would not be too low.

"That's right." Crane replied truthfully, subconsciously fixing his gaze on another envelope addressed to Old Neil, wondering if the same spell was hidden in that letter.

Dunn. Smith tucked the ring into his jacket pocket, and Klein looked at the other party in surprise and asked, "You just took it?" It was a spell of unknown origin. ”

"There are times when we have to learn to accept objects of unknown origin as gifts from the goddess." Dunn. Smith sat down and asked Roseanne to make him a cup of coffee as well.

Captain, you are embezzling public funds in the name of the goddess...... Klein couldn't help but complain.

……

Beckland Hilton, Aort Street.

Lewis sipped his black tea while looking forward to his first customer, probably because the detective agency was not yet well-known, he did not wait for the first customer of the day, not even a person who consulted the incident.

"Maybe I should follow Klein's example and register a newspaper ad for a detective agency, even though it's not cheap." Lewis put down his teacup and couldn't help but think.

In the afternoon, Lewis decided to stop guarding the empty detective agency and to visit the local dancers.

Dressed in a formal suit and a top hat, Lewis always felt that something was missing in his hand, a handcane.

However, Lewis was a little heartbroken when he thought of the price of the cane, after all, an ordinary cane costs more than five pounds, and the money is enough to buy two revolvers.