Lewis struggled to recall what Mrs. Joan had done, and on the morning of her commission, the day after he had registered an advertisement in the newspaper Tassock, the advertisement seemed to work somewhat mediocre, and Mrs. Joan was the only one who came to the door.

At the time, Mrs. Joan was trying to behave normally, but some small gestures betrayed her inner thoughts, and it could be seen that she was nervous.

Considering her husband's abduction, Lewis believes that Mrs. Joan's nervousness and fear are understandable, and that it is a sign of concern for her husband and for herself.

"Joan. Yarlin was lying to me. ”

Pulling a coin out of his pocket, Lewis tossed it, and this time the divination of Mrs. Joan was essentially a divination of himself, so there was no lack of preconditions.

"Zheng!"

The coin landed on the table, swirled and tumbled, and finally the side of George III's head appeared.

This shows that Mrs. Joan is really lying, and that she is not here to report the crime to find her husband, Dick. What is she for, Yarlin? Picking up the coin, Lewis already had a plan, and then he just had to go to the police station and ask him, and he would soon be able to confirm Mrs. Joan's true purpose.

If it weren't for saving Dick. Arlin, that means the kidnapping is likely to be related to Mrs. Joan.

"I'm going to go out and investigate a lady's cheating." Lewis took off his coat rack and put on his top hat, then left with his cane.

Blau hurried to follow, and in order to be promoted, he had to follow Lewis like a bug at all times.

With Miss Joan's hair, Lewis uses the "cane method" to find his way, which allows him to find Joan as quickly as possible. Yarlin, if he arrives in time, maybe he can take a photo of the other party's cheating.

The cane in his hand shifted to the side under the guidance of the spirit, however, after a moment, the cane stood up again, standing extremely upright.

"My divination has been interfered with? It was the man who was with Miss Joan, and he couldn't see his face clearly in the dream at that time, which indicates that he has the ability to reverse divination or interfere with divination. ”

Seeing that things were getting more complicated, Lewis sensed something was wrong, and the people who were with Miss Joan made him feel familiar.

Is it possible that the other party is a member of the "Blood Cult", and it also happens to be the Sequence Seven who kidnapped Mr. Dick?

Lewis looked at Blau, he handed the staff and hair to the other party, and said, "My rank is not high enough, the person who is with Mrs. Joan is likely to be the Sequence Seven of the Abyss Path, if you are willing to help, I will give you five pounds of the reward this time." ”

"No, at least fifteen pounds." Blau quietly took the cane and emphasized.

"Okay, fifteen pounds." Lewis still agreed, and he had paid for all of Blau's expenses recently, and it would not be difficult to hack the fifteen pounds with an excuse when the time came.

What's more, judging from the current situation, it is likely that this matter will not be simple, and he must find Mrs. Joan as soon as possible in case of accidents.

Blau's spirituality became ethereal, his eyes turned pure white, and he let go of his staff.

The cane fell down and pointed straight ahead.

Lewis hailed a carriage on the side of the road, followed the direction of the cane, and the two went around and around, eventually finding a residential area with a high-rise behind the Beckland Stock Exchange.

"No traffic ahead." Suddenly, a policeman stopped the carriage.

The coachman hurriedly tightened his grip on the reins, and as the carriage stopped, he explained the situation to Lewis in the carriage.

"Got it, let's get off here." Lewis replied.

He paid for a surer to use the carriage and then disembarked with Blau.

The road to the target location is blocked, and every few meters on this road a heavily armed police officer can be seen, blocking everyone who wants to approach the scene.

However, Lewis did not discover the transcendent.

"Mr. Policeman, what's going on here?" Lewis lifted his top hat, he didn't reveal his identity, and it was always right to be cautious.

"A woman died tragically in a residential house, her internal organs were missing, and we had to cordon off the scene and wait for the experts to arrive." The policeman took the penny from Lewis and put it in his pocket, and explained in a good mood.

"It's hard to believe that Beckland could have such a murderous criminal, and you must bring him to justice." Lewis controlled his facial expression and angrily scolded the criminal, whose identity was unknown.

He knew that the experts in the police's mouth were likely to be those who were officially transcendent.

"Of course, it's our responsibility to protect the residents." The policeman touched the pouch and laughed.

"Do you know the identity of that lady? Some of my friends live nearby and I'm worried about their safety. Lewis asked again.

"We can't say this news, things are a little complicated." The policeman politely refused.

"That's a shame, I'm really worried about those friends." Lewis said something about the scene, then pretended to be casual and left.

"We'll take a break at a nearby hotel and wait until the evening to check on the site depending on the situation." Lewis explained to Blau that, if he was not mistaken, the lady who died was probably Joan. Yarlin.

It's easy to confirm this, and when the police and the experts are done, they just need to ask the residents in the vicinity.

Even if there was really no news, if Mrs. Joan did have a problem, Mr. Dick would come and inform him.

Finally, if both of the above methods go wrong, he can also roughly confirm it through divination.

"I think you're risky, and my gut tells me that it probably has something to do with supernatural power. If the official transcendents intervene, they will inevitably pay attention to the scene of the crime, and the official transcendents do not want to see us. Blau returned the cane to Lewis and said tactfully.

Lewis frowned, and he felt that Blau's words made sense.

As wild transcendents, their identities are indeed a bit embarrassing, and if they are met by official transcendentals, they may be captured.

Although he was very concerned about the cause of Mrs. Joan's death, and more concerned about what the "Blood Worshippers" wanted to do, curiosity was not worth mentioning at all compared to his own safety.

"Go back to-day, and if it's really Mrs. Joan who has a problem, I'm sure Mr. Dick will come and inform us."

Lewis immediately walked away from the scene of the crime, believing that the police and the experts would handle the matter, and if they didn't, it was best not to get himself into trouble.

In order to prevent some people from becoming suspicious, Lewis did not go straight back to the detective agency, he wandered around the nearby mall and bought some tea and coffee beans.