Knowing the contents, Lewis put the letter away and waited for the bounty to be issued. Stanton distributes bounties.

He didn't know how much money he would get in the end, but it certainly wouldn't be too much, after all, there were more than a dozen detectives involved in this case.

Of course, he didn't contribute much in this case, but just said something he knew.

It is precisely because of this that the feeling of this bounty for prostitution is always pleasant.

Knock knock!

Hearing the knock on the door, Lewis had in his mind the image of a butler in a tuxedo suit and thin white gloves, and he picked up today's copy of the Beckland Morning News and looked at it with a frown.

"Please come in."

As Lewis's words fell, the man outside the door walked in.

"Is there something I need help with?" Lewis asked with a smile as he made the gentleman housekeeper a cup of black tea.

The butler glanced at the brewed black tea and chattered, "Mr. Detective, the black tea you bought is not fresh, it should be from last year's or the year before." ”

Lewis frowned, his first reaction was that the shops in the Hilton area were selling fakes, and the second reaction was that he had met a big customer.

Although the middle class like him can also hire servants or housekeepers, most of those servants or housekeepers lack professional qualities and are difficult to be so particular about tea.

"I don't think it affects our conversation, these teas were given by friends, and I've only ever drunk this kind of tea." Lewis spread his hands and explained.

After Lewis's reminder, the butler seemed to suddenly remember to be serious, he took off his top hat, sat down opposite Lewis, and said:

"I am the butler of Mr. Wilbur, a real estate merchant, and I have a task to entrust to you, Detective Lewis."

"What task?" Lewis asked with a nonchalant smile.

"It's about investigating Mr. Wilbur's children, who have been out at night lately, making bad friends and doing things that are unthinkable.

By the way, she occasionally makes strange shouts at night, frightening screams. The butler explained with a straight face.

"So, Mr. Wilbur wanted me to investigate the circumstances of this child, what had happened to her, or what kind of bad friends had become?"

Isn't this the kind of controlling parent who is extremely controlling...... Lewis thought silently.

"Yes, the fee is £10, and if you look into something, there's a £5 to £10 reward." The butler said.

Lewis took a coin out of his pocket, and he silently recited the divination statement:

"It's going to go well."

The coin is tossed and lands on the palm of the hand, and the head of George III is smiling, which means that the answer is yes.

"Yes, but if I really investigate the cause or solve the matter, the follow-up reward will be increased to 20 pounds!" Lewis cautioned that anyone who is willing to pay £10 for the truth will never mind adding another £10.

The butler crossed his hands on his chest, paused, and said, "I can't make a decision on this matter, maybe you can talk to Mr. Wilbur." ”

"Of course, please take me to Mr. Wilbur, and the young lady, and if all goes well, I'll investigate at once."

Lewis put away his coins, and he followed the butler into his private carriage to a house with a spire and gray chimney in the outskirts of the Hilton District.

Anthracite coals are burning in the red brick fireplace, and the living room is filled with precious paintings and antiques, as well as a collection of expensive bottles of wine.

In the living room, Lewis meets Weber, a slightly rounded real estate businessman who is sitting in a chaise longue in informal clothes.

"Burning anthracite in the living room is such a luxury! Perhaps, I can ask for more. ”

Lewis smiled faintly, he looked at the real estate merchant, took off his top hat and saluted, and said:

"I'm a detective at 19 Oort Street, Lewis. Harvey. ”

"I heard you want to get paid more?" Wilbur looked sideways at Lewis, his face rather gloomy.

"It's just a matter of raising the reward, and I think my labor is worth the price. And if you can get these rewards, it means that your previous commissions are not in vain, right? "Lewis is neither humble nor arrogant, he has the illusion of facing a bourgeoisie.

Wilbur's face became even more gloomy, and he thought for a while, and then said in a tone of flesh pain:

"I can accept your conditions, but the deadline is within a week, and within a week to find out my child's abnormality and understand the cause of the abnormality."

"Of course!" Lewis changed his tone and asked, "Can I see her now?" ”

Wilbur nodded, and Lewis followed the butler up to the second floor and into the room on the left.

The farmer's child was a handsome girl, about twenty years old, with beautiful light blonde hair.

When Lewis entered, she was playing beautiful music on the piano, like a breeze blowing across the lake, and the whole person seemed to be intoxicated.

As Lewis approached the girl, the quiet piano tone came to an abrupt end, and the girl looked at Lewis with a trashy gaze, her teeth clenched.

The girl is good-looking...... Lewis silently complimented.

He took off his top hat, saluted slightly, and said, "Hello, I'm Lewis. Harvey, a private investigator. ”

"Nope! Butler, you tell Daddy that I don't need any private investigators, I'm fine now, and I don't have any problems at all. ”

Lewis smiled indifferently, and the person with the problem always emphasized that he was fine, and from the moment he entered the room, he noticed a cold feeling.

It was a sign of a resentful or necromantic creature, and it was clear that the young lady seemed to have provoked something that should not be provoked.

"Miss Elena, this is not for me to decide, please talk to Mr. Lewis." The housekeeper left the room, and there were only two people left in the room.

Lewis blinked his right eyelid three times in a row, turned on the spiritual vision, there was no resentful spirit in the room, and Miss Elena's aura color was also normal, except that she was in a little unhappy mood.

"You play the piano very well, have you been practicing for a long time?" Lewis tried to talk, and it would be nice if Miss Elena was willing to cooperate, and if she didn't, then he would have to look for another opportunity.

"Nope! Please get out of here, now, now! Elena pointed to the location of the door, her teeth clenched and gurgling.

"Okay." Lewis spread his hands, he couldn't see the anomaly during the day, it didn't mean that there was no anomaly at night, and necromantic creatures such as wraiths generally acted at night.

Downstairs, Lewis told the real estate merchant about the situation, hiding the situation of the supernatural powers.

After some deliberation, he was allowed to stay here for the night.