As Lewis blew the Azic bronze whistle, a white bone messenger about four meters tall emerged from under the floor, and the messenger leaned down in front of Lewis and stretched out its claws.

"Every time you send a letter, there is a sense of gain and loss, and you can never guess which messenger is delivering today, just like opening a blind box." Lewis silently complained in his heart about the group of bone messengers, and he handed the written letter to the other party, when he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking downstairs.

……

It was already completely dark, and Blau leaned back on the couch to rest.

With the sound of the copper whistle, he felt a cold feeling hit him, which made him subconsciously turn on his spiritual vision.

I saw a behemoth come out of the ground, its height was nearly four meters, the upper part of its body had already crossed the ceiling on the first floor, and the huge white bone palm seemed to be able to easily pinch itself to death.

"Run!"

Just by glancing at the white bone monster, Blau immediately made a decision, judging from its size and aura, the level of the white bone monster would never be too low, and it was not something he could deal with.

"I really don't know why Lewis would offend this guy, he was my first student and the key to my promotion to Sequence Five. But now that he's messed with someone he shouldn't have, I can only wish him the best of luck. Blau thought to himself as he fled the detective agency and watched from afar.

After a minute, Blau noticed that the cold aura was gone, and Lewis seemed to be still in the room, and he instantly understood something.

"The monster was the Courier."

Pulling a coin out of his pocket, Blau bounced it up, and it wasn't until he saw George III smiling at him that he realized he had made a mistake.

"The courier is such an exaggerated size, Lewis mentioned that there is a person beyond the demigods behind him, and that courier should be the other party's. It is worthy of being beyond the demigods, which can be judged by the size of the messenger. Blau pressed his top hat, and he had to figure out how he was going to explain to Lewis when he got back that he was afraid of running away.

Suddenly, Blau stepped into the air and he fell into the sewer.

By the time Blau returned to the detective office, it had been more than ten minutes, his clothes in tatters and the smell of the sewers.

"Good evening, Lewis, what a mesmerizing night in Beckland." Seeing Lewis go downstairs, Blau lightly threw his top hat onto the coat rack.

"Beckland's night?" Lewis looked up at the window.

The night in Beckland was very different from that in Tingen, because of the haze, he could only see the hazy moon and a few stars.

There is no doubt that the nights in Beckland are anything but spectatorial, except for the street girls who solicit business in the streets.

"Hmm...... I mean...... I'm in a good mood when I'm about to be promoted. Blau explained humbly.

"I wish you a speedy promotion." Lewis blessed that he turned off the gas lights to save money.

"By the way, you have to pay for the broken glass." Lewis added, as if suddenly remembering something, standing on the stairs.

……

In the afternoon, Lewis, who had no business, changed his clothes and went out to a house in Queens, where he knocked on the door according to the information provided by Alger.

This is where Mr. A organizes the meeting.

"Squeak."

The main door slowly opened, and Lewis saw a number of people sitting scattered in the house, some of them hiding their faces in various ways, such as relying on hoods and masks, while others did not care, and calmly exposed their facial features.

Naturally, Lewis would not choose to expose his appearance to such an occasion, so he put on a mask he had prepared in advance, and then walked in with Blau.

Almost as soon as he entered, Lewis noticed the black-robed man sitting on the single couch.

The man, who also wore a hood and hid his appearance in the shadows, watched the visitor silently, giving a condescending sense of overlook.

"It's Mr. A, the organizer of this gathering, and the oracle of the Aurora Society, a believer in the true Creator, and the five powerhouses of the sequence." Information about Mr. A naturally came to Lewis's mind, and he didn't bother and went into the house on his own.

After getting used to the glow of the gaslight, Lewis saw two blackboards standing at the front with the needs of the party members.

As the party arrived, Lewis sensed a familiar sensation as he glanced over to the two ladies sitting at the coffee table.

One of the ladies was 1.65 meters, wearing a beige dress with a ruffled stand-up collar, her brown hair slightly curled, and a cigarette in her hand.

The other lady is only about 1.5 meters, but her facial features are delicate and soft, and she has messy and frizzy shoulder-length yellow hair.

"It should be Hugh and Miss Furth, the reason why I noticed them should be thanks to the magical item on Furth's body, a seal belonging to the Abraham family and having the ability of 'door'."

Lewis did not go out of his way to see Hugh and Furth again, he wrote down his needs on a note, and then handed it to the waiter.

The waiter took the note and asked everyone in the room one by one, and after a while there were many more similar notes in his hand.

"It's the scales you want for the crystal snake, I have them." After waiting for about ten minutes, a lady followed the waiter to find Lewis.

Lewis thought for a moment and asked, "What is your expected price?" ”

He is not worried about fakes at the party, because Mr. A will be responsible for these problems, and the other party will not allow fakes to appear in the market.

What's more, he can also determine the authenticity of an item through divination.

"720 pounds, that's the floor price!" The lady replied in a high-pitched voice.

"Deal!" Lewis immediately handed over the money and took the crystal snake scales encased in a lead case.

Although Sequence Seven's extraordinary materials are a bit more expensive, and even almost consume his family's resources, as long as he is promoted, he can live a life of good fortune.

After the transaction, Lewis kept an eye on the live transaction to make sure that there were any useful magical items to buy, but until Mr. A announced that it was time to rest, Lewis did not see a single practical magical item.

"This shows that the number of magical items is still too rare, which is normal, after all, there are too few wild 'craftsmen', and most of the craftsmen are under the control of the church." Lewis couldn't help but think.

Suddenly, Lewis saw a man not far away lifting his clothes, and he said proudly: "That's right, this is the occult text invented by Russell the Great, and they have special abilities when combined, and these symbols are exactly what I saw in a nobleman's house and asked a tattoo artist to make." ”

"Do you feel any difference when you get these symbols tattooed?" A lady with her face covered asked.

"Of course! I feel like I'm better at that! The man puffed up his chest.

Lewis couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and he saw two simplified Chinese characters tattooed on the man's back - mentally retarded.