Chapter 72: Ziringes

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a regular knock at the door, and Lewis sketched in his mind the appearance of the outsider, a beautiful blonde lady with mesmerizing beauty, about the age of her early twenties.

How is she? …… Lewis frowned, the feeling of this coincidence was not at all pleasant, and it always reminded him of Amon.

"Please come in." Lewis picked up the newspaper and pretended to read it seriously, which was more in line with the image of a good detective.

The fairy-like young lady pushed the door open, and she looked at Lewis with a smile and surprise, and said, "We meet again." ”

"yes, I think it must be the Goddess's arrangement. Wind...... Praise be to the Goddess! Lewis tapped four times on his chest, pretending to thank the goddess from the bottom of his heart.

She didn't dare to look at the young lady who was as beautiful as an elf, and the feeling of being forced to arouse desire was not very comfortable.

"What's the matter?" Putting down the newspaper, Lewis focused his gaze on the door behind the young lady to avoid the feeling of burning in his abdomen from looking directly.

"This Friday, I would like to invite you to the dinner I am hosting, and as neighbors, we need to communicate often."

"I'm more than happy to." Lewis smiled faintly and agreed.

Dinner is one of the important ways of communication in the world, which can not only reflect the financial resources of a middle class, but also serve as an important occasion for socializing and blind dates.

Being invited to a dinner by a neighbor shows that your income has reached the threshold of the middle class.

"Well, then, we look forward to seeing you there." The young lady exchanged a few words with Lewis, left her name, and left.

Blau stared blankly in the direction Miss Windsor had left, and gradually frowned.

Lewis suddenly swept a five-pound note out of the corner of his eye, and he stepped on it as if nothing had happened.

He knows that this is the favor of fate, and the "lucky one" is such a character, picking up money anytime and anywhere, and being invited by a beautiful lady is a daily routine.

Of course, the vast majority of "lucky people" will not choose to pick up money, after all, luck is a balance, if you overdraw too much luck in this kind of thing, you may encounter bad luck in the future.

"Miss Windsor is very wrong." After a while, Blau whispered, "She's so charming, it's not normal." ”

"So you've found out that something is really not right with Miss Windsor." Lewis pretended to lean over to pick up his shoes, and he quietly picked up the five-pound bill and stuffed it into his pocket.

"But I can't see her problem, under the spiritual vision, she is like an ordinary person."

"Well, you can't see her anomaly." Lewis didn't dwell on Miss Windsor's question, he coughed lightly, and said, "I'll go to the restaurant for dinner in the evening, I'll have a treat." ”

After picking up the money, you must do something meaningful, which is also for the balance of fate, and those who are privately swallowed often do not end well.

"It's rare for you to be so generous." Blau did not continue to dwell on Miss Windsor's question, and he got up to make black tea.

After a while, Blau began to move around the room, and he even went outside the detective office.

"I lost five pounds, and that's all the cash I had on me." After a while, Blau turned around and asked Lewis, "Have you seen that?" ”

"No, maybe the five pounds chased the wind and left." Lewis used the ability of the "machine" to maintain his state, said coldly.

"Blau is a priest of calamity, and I am the lucky one, and I will pick up the money when he loses it, which is very much in line with the arrangement of fate. For the sake of their respective promotions, this money should not be returned to him. Lewis sipped his black tea and thought silently.

……

Inside Duke Negan's mansion in Queens Beckland, a grand ball is underway.

It is divided into two parts, one is the dancing hall, which is located on the ground floor, paved with ornate carved stone slabs, with an excellent band belonging to Duke Negan in the corner, and up the hierarchy of the hall is the cloister on the second floor, which encircles the circle, and the guests stand in front of the balustrade with wine glasses in their hands, looking down on the dance below.

Audrey dancing the opening dance. Hall was standing on the second floor of the ball hall, but when she noticed that many people were about to come and invite her to dance, she wittily left the place and stepped into the hallway leading to the "restaurant".

Audrey looked down at her toes and took a boring step, when out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure approaching.

Hurriedly slowed down, straightened her back, and instantly turned back into the elegant and quiet Miss Hall.

"Hello, Baron Gramire." Audrey greeted with a flawless smile and etiquette.

"Hello, Miss Hall, you are the brightest and brightest jewel of this ball."

After a few pleasantries, Baron Grammel walked to the ball hall, and Audrey walked a few steps, suddenly frowning, her green eyes full of doubts:

Baron Grammel was different from the past, in that when he saw a young lady and a lady of higher status and more beautiful than himself, he would look to the side, not daring to look directly, and then keep peeking at the ......

Also, his perfume didn't smell right. ”

Suddenly, Audrey thought of a possibility, and her green eyes froze:

"It can't be Ziringers pretending, right?" Wriggling hunger has the ability to transform people into different appearances. ”

Thinking of this, Audrey found Duke Negan's small prayer room, where he whispered the name of "Fool" and prayed.

……

City of Tingen, Daffodil Street.

Hearing a buzzing whisper in his ears, Crane went up to the second floor and sealed off the room with a sealed spiritual wall.

Walking four steps backwards into the gray mist, Crane touched the star symbolizing "justice", and he saw a blurry picture of Miss Justice bowing her head in prayer.

After watching the picture, Crane grasped the general idea of the matter.

"Miss Justice met someone like Ziringus? I must convey to the 'hanged man' and 'fate'. ”

Klein quickly finds the star that belongs to the "Hanging Man", and he turns the scene to the Hanging Man.

However, when it was Fate's turn, Crane was at a loss, and he had never been in contact with the star that belonged to Fate.

"'Fate' seems to have something to do with the gray fog, assuming his gaze is always above the gray fog, I should be able to play the picture directly to him."

Thinking of this, Klein focused the picture on the high-backed seat where "Destiny" often sits and played it.

He hoped that "fate" would be informed in this way, and if "fate" did not receive it, he would have to write a letter to Mr. Azik, hoping to get Mr. Azik's attention.