The yellowed sunlight shone through the glass window on Lewis, and as the color of the sunlight faded, the shadows engulfed the detective agency.

In the past few days, not only has Lewis not used his extraordinary strength, but he doesn't even dare to pick up the fallen gold pounds, for fear that those possible eyes will find his abnormality.

"The attention of the official transcendents should be focused on that demon dog, even if they find out that I am a transcendent, they will not do anything to me, after all, I seem harmless to humans and animals.

What's more, if you can observe me without me noticing, it will only be high-level transcendents, and those high-sequence transcendents with a stinky temper can endure observing me for a few days without getting angry?

At least, if I were a high-sequence transcendent, I wouldn't be able to stand this kind of garbage task. ”

Feeling safe, Lewis locks the door to the detective agency and extinguishes the gaslight.

Arriving in the attic on the second floor, he made a sealed spiritual wall and began to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony.

Reciting the name of the "Fool", Lewis recalls in his memory the pattern needed for the sacrificial ritual, the symbol of the "pupilless eye" and the "twisted thread".

Immediately afterwards, he took out two more candles, one on the pattern and one in the middle of the room, to represent himself.

With this done, he lit the two candles with his spirit, and then retreated into the shadows with his cane, making his figure extremely invisible.

"Fools who do not belong to this age;

You are the mysterious lord above the gray mist;

You are the king of yellow and black who rules good fortune;

Your faithful servant asks for your gaze;

Pray that you will open the gates of the kingdom;

……”

As the prayer ends, the ancient incantation reverberates within the spiritual walls, the power that vibrates in front of the candle symbolizing the "fool" and finally tears out an illusory door.

Inside the door, a black, mystically patterned bell slipped out and landed on the floor without making any sound.

Lewis picked up the black bell and ended the prayer.

Lifting the sealed spiritual wall, Lewis sat at the window, and he wrote divination statements in an intricately patterned silver pen:

"The usage of this bell."

After reciting the divination seven times, Lewis closed his eyes.

Through the pure white in front of him, he saw an extremely vague figure, so blurred that he couldn't tell the difference between men and women, and couldn't tell whether it was a man or a beast.

The figure infused the spirit into the bell, allowing it to make a quiet, terrifying sound.

When the bell rang for a moment, a bat half the size of a palm came out of the wall, a messenger that took the letter and burrowed into the wall again.

When the bell rang twice, about three seconds apart, a three-legged mouse emerged from the floor and took the letter.

When the bell rang three times apart, it was a different messenger.

……

Waking up from his sleep, Lewis had fully understood the use of the black bell, which was a token of summoning messengers, four different ways of shaking, corresponding to different messengers.

"A magical item that has never been seen before, and it is not known who its previous owner was."

Lewis made a comment, and he picked up the silver pen again and wrote down the divination statement:

"The previous user of the Black Bell."

Writing down the divination sentence again, Lewis silently recited it seven times before falling asleep.

The pure white in front of him did not dissipate for a long time, and he suddenly sensed an extremely dangerous feeling.

Lewis hurriedly opened his eyes, not daring to continue divination.

"My spirit is reminding me that I can't do this divination, and I can't bear the results of the divination, which means that the other party's personality is far superior to me, at least at the level of a demigod."

Thinking of this, Lewis decided to give up on finding the previous bearer of the bell, after all, he did not have a source fort to isolate the dangers encountered in the divination process.

Once divination is forced, it is likely to cause irreversible damage or pollution.

Thinking of this, Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, he at least knew the use and use of the bell, that is, to summon messengers by different shaking methods, just like a television set switching channels.

"Although the messengers summoned by the bell are all weak, they can summon four. This is more numerically than the Azk Copper Whistle and qualitatively worse than the Azk Copper Whistle.

However, this matter is a little unusual, a demigod-level existence can actually lose items, it is almost like it was given to me on purpose. ”

Alerting the previous bearer of the bell, Lewis's inspiration was touched.

Turning on his vision, he saw a bat half the size of a palm flying out of the ceiling, its wings swirling with blue flames, and its claws clutching a letter.

Lewis took the letter, and the bat flew to the ceiling with flapping wings, then sank into the ceiling and disappeared.

"Who will send the letter to the original owner of the bell? What is the purpose? ”

Worried, Lewis flicked a coin for a divination, and finally George III was faced with one side up, which meant he could open the letter.

When the letter is opened, a faint scent of lavender can be smelled, which means that the person who sent the letter is often exposed to such items, most likely a woman.

Of course, it could also be a ritual item, after all, some rituals require lavender essential oil.

"Dear Mr. Red Dragon, please allow your humble servants to bring you your sincerest greetings.

I am working on the search for the sacrifices you have commanded, but the sacrifices you describe are so rare that I will find them hard to find.

I'm so sorry, but I'm going to continue to follow your instructions and look for the sacrifices you need.

If possible, let me lick the mud from the soles of your shoes again. ”

Looking at the letter, Lewis's face changed slightly, licking the dirt on the soles of his shoes, and playing quite perverted!

If the sender is a woman, is there an occasional activity such as a candle whip?

What's so ...... It's exciting.

After a slight divergence of thought, Lewis immediately regained his senses and thought about his next move.

"If you think about it, this bell is more like something that some secret being gave me, and the existence of a demigod or above has lost an item, which is too abnormal.

In addition, this bell must have nothing to do with the demon dog, after all, the owner of the demon dog is only a sequence five, and the person is too different from 'Mr. Red Dragon'. ”

Thinking of this, Lewis felt compelled to ask what level the few transcendents the bell could contact were, and if it was high enough, it would be good for him.

As for writing letters, he simply printed them on a printer, which would not reveal his existence and prevent anyone from trying to divinate him.

If the sender asks himself why he changed the way he wrote the letter to print? Come to think of it, this doesn't seem to be the question for lowly servants.