As the night approaches, the blood moon looms a little shape, the gas lamps used for lighting on the side of the road begin to turn on, and Lewis locks the door to the detective agency and begins to wash his teacups and dishes.

Suddenly, a gray-white mist appeared in front of his eyes, and at the end of the fog there was a blurry picture playing repeatedly.

In the picture, a man with blue hair is praying:

"Mr. Fool, please tell Mr. 'Fate' that the magical items promised to Mr. 'Fate' are already at the Black Bar in the East End, and when you get there, you only need to tell the tavern owner what 'Captain' handed over, and you can get the Fishman's Eye.

This magical item allows the user to breathe freely in the water for 10 minutes while becoming a master swimmer. ”

"Fish-man's eye, that transcendent diving item has finally arrived, because of the Ziringus incident, it has dragged on for a long time." Lewis put away the washed dishes and secretly explained to himself that it was time to find a maid.

He was going to take time out to go to Black's Bar in the East End tomorrow, he had waited so long and didn't care for a day or two.

Suddenly, Lewis noticed a pinprickly gaze behind him, and he frowned.

"I didn't perceive malice in my sight, which means that the gang can't be sure that I have anything to do with Blau, but they are still watching me, which means that they are still suspicious of me."

Lewis smiled faintly, he extinguished the gas lamp, put on a half-height silk courtesy, and left the detective office.

By this time, it was time for the last train to depart, and it took him two pence to sit in the last row of seats on the first floor of the carriage, ready to go to the East End to pick up the transcendent item.

"The gaze that stared at me was still there, and if he gave up tracking me, it would mean that the other party no longer doubted, and I wouldn't have to worry about them.

If he's going to track me, he'll be on this public carriage, and I'll be able to determine where the sight is coming from. ”

Lewis looked out the window with a grimace, the pale blue flames flickering from the gas lamps on the side of the road, contrasting with the crimson moonlight.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Lewis silently looked in the direction of the third row on the first floor of the carriage.

A man in a trench coat with his face obscured by a stand-up collar sat there.

He took a newspaper out of his pocket, sat there and read it as if nothing had happened, and it was impossible to tell the purpose.

Lewis used inspiration to lock on to the person who was the source of his vision, and he quietly turned on his vision and saw the other party's astral spirit.

"I can easily see through the star spirit, which means that he is much weaker than me, it should be sequence nine or sequence eight, I don't know which way, there is too little pre-information to deduce.

The fact that I can easily find him shows that he is not a transcendent person who is good at hiding, and is not even much better than ordinary people in terms of tracking. ”

Lewis didn't act rashly, and when the trackless bus arrived in the East End, he followed the plainly dressed lady in front of him and got out of the carriage.

Glancing at his pocket watch, Lewis made a quick walk towards the area where Black's Bar was located.

He acted as if nothing had happened, keeping an unhurried pace in order to keep the other party along.

As long as he finds the right opportunity, he will look for opportunities to make a move, and after seizing the other party, he will ask for useful information.

After about ten minutes, Lewis frowned, and he felt the piercing gaze disappear.

"Isn't that going to follow? I guess I don't think I've anything to do with Blau, so I don't waste my time here. ”

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, and it would be best if he could resolve the matter without conflict.

Arriving at Las Ramblas, he entered the Black Bar and said to the bartender:

"A glass of ginger beer."

The bartender pulled out a glass and filled it with golden liquor, and Lewis took it and took a sip.

The strong, spicy flavor exploded in his mouth, which made him feel extraordinarily enjoyable.

He burped and asked, "Where is your boss?" ”

"Back." The bartender pointed to the back of the kitchen, but his hand still didn't stop wiping the glass.

Lewis took his glass and drank it as he walked to the back kitchen.

There were three people in the back kitchen, two scrubbing dishes and one peeling potatoes.

"Who's the boss?" He asked with a belch.

"I am." The man who was peeling potatoes raised his head and asked, "Something?" ”

"Items handed over by the captain." Lewis thought for a moment and said as Klein relayed.

The bar owner didn't speak, he left the back kitchen and called Lewis to the spare card room.

After a while, the bar owner handed Lewis a lead box.

"I don't know what's in it, the captain just warns that it makes you thirsty, and if you have any questions, just contact the captain."

"I understand." Lewis took the lead box and left the Black Bar.

It's past 10 p.m., the bus and subway are out of service, and the only way to get back to Hilton is to take a taxi or walk straight back.

Lewis wasn't in a hurry to go back, he tried to wear mermaid eyes.

After about five minutes, he swallowed silently, and a feeling of dryness hit him.

"A transcendent item that's not uncommon, as Alger describes, is able to move freely underwater for a period of time.

The side effect is that you are thirsty easily, and once you leave the water, your physical strength will drop rapidly. ”

After confirming that the item was okay, Lewis put it in the lead case and carried it, and the moment he closed the lead case, the feeling of thirst slowly disappeared.

As he walked, Lewis frowned, and his mind sketched out the situation at the intersection ahead:

Approaching the intersection, there was a man in a trench coat with a stand-up collar, and the man muttered something in pieces:

"Oh my God, how could I have lost it?

It's not that I didn't do my best, I just ...... It's just that the detective is too cunning and can't be blamed for that.

Right! Can't blame me! ”

Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth, it turned out that it wasn't that sight that stopped tracking him, but simply lost it.

However, he has always maintained the walking speed of a pedestrian, and he has not even used any extraordinary abilities, because he is afraid that a low-level transcendent person will not be able to keep up with him, and he will not be able to find a suitable opportunity to make trouble.

"I'm rubbing! A transcendent person follows an ordinary person, and in the end he actually loses it, which is simply a shame for the transcendent! ”

Using his hearing and intuition to confirm that there were few pedestrians nearby, Lewis decided to grab the other party now.

After all, if he continues to walk, it will be even more troublesome for the other party to follow him.

Walking quickly around the corner, Lewis merged his figure with the shadow, and when he saw a foot in the attack, he reached out and grabbed the opponent's collar, dragged it into the alley, and pressed it to the ground.

(End of chapter)