The air in Beckland in the early morning is not very good, and the smog is still wafting all corners of the city, and the visibility is less than 100 meters.

Of course, smog aside, Beckland is indeed a livable city, not only with the most convenient transportation, but also with the best food from many countries, and even the quality of the street girls is very high.

Standing on the side of the road, Lewis bought a copy of today's Beckland Morning News, and when the tram arrived, he got on it, sat in the back row, and flipped through the newspaper.

The transcendents suspected of being the "Rose School" did not dare to make much noise during the day, and at night, he would stay next to the Harvest Chapel, which would ensure that he would only be watched without encountering too much danger.

Reading the newspaper and paying attention to the gaze that came to him, Lewis noticed that the gaze staring at him was gone, which made him a little puzzled.

"Maybe it's lost again, after all, the transcendents of the Rose School aren't usually good at tracking." Reassuring himself, Lewis bought another sandwich and ate it in the public carriage.

About an hour later, the carriage arrived at 19 Oort Street, where Lewis disembarked.

The door of the detective office was still closed, and he opened the mailbox to see two letters lying inside without stamps and addresses.

Pulling the letter out of it, Lewis was puzzled.

"One of the letters is supposed to be a commission from Blau, who will give the other letter?"

With apprehension, Lewis opened the envelope and saw a line of familiar handwriting appear in front of him:

"Mr Lewis, the £1,000 bounty offered by the police has arrived, please arrive at 10am on Saturday morning where the last meeting was held.

There, I will distribute the bounty according to the contribution of the detectives. ”

It was found to be Detective Isenger. Stanton's letter, Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, at least not from some dangerous person.

Putting the letter away, Lewis opened another letter, which was bulging and seemed to contain a lot of content.

The first thing that emerged from the letter was a portrait of an emaciated man with unhealthy red pupils and long fingernails that gave a sense of danger just by standing there.

"It's the 'Rose School', I've met him."

Lewis's mind moved, and he flipped through the contents of the letterhead:

"The man in the portrait is Shaw. Mick, a member of the Rose School, is a 'vampire' in Sequence 7, and is suspected to have a powerful seal in his hand.

Your mission is to kill him, entrusting the potion recipe for the 'Priest of Calamity', as well as Shaw. All items on Mick's body.

Be sure to show up on West Street by Hilton tomorrow night to meet everyone before moving. ”

Lewis put the letter away, opened the door to the detective office, and made a cup of black tea and tasted it.

The task was indeed dangerous, but Lewis was confident that it would be done.

Knock knock!

A familiar knock sounded at the door, and his mind immediately sketched out a beautiful girl dressed in intricate patterns, with a faint smile on her face.

"Please come in." Knowing that the person standing outside the door was Miss Windsor, Lewis did not pretend to read the newspaper seriously, but tasted black tea casually.

"Mr. Lewis." Windsor said hello and sat down at the coffee table, across from Lewis.

"Miss Windsor, may I ask what is the matter?" Lewis avoided looking directly at Windsor, he got up and brewed a cup of black tea and handed it to the other party.

"It's fine, but I'm a little worried that Mr. Lewis has been out of the detective agency lately." Windsor picked up the teacup, took a sip of black tea, and said absentmindedly.

"I do have some things to deal with lately, you know, we detectives are always busy, after all, a lot of investigations are not easy."

Lewis subconsciously glanced at the expression on Windsor's face, and just one glance, there was a hot feeling in his lower abdomen again.

And this time, the reaction seems to be stronger than ever.

"Perhaps, I should look at Miss Windsor again.

The last time I observed her with psionics, I was still a Sequence Eight, and the potions hadn't been fully digested, so psionics were limited.

Now, I'm in Sequence Seven, and I might be able to see Miss Windsor's anomaly. ”

Blinking his right eyelid, Lewis sensed an unprecedented sense of danger, and cold sweat oozed from his back.

Inspiration reminded him that this was dangerous, and that if he looked at it, he might suffer a crisis that he had never experienced before.

"Just look at it, and you will face death?"

The thought lingered in his mind, and Lewis knew that it was only when the two personalities were so different that they would die at a glance.

It was evident that his spirituality was suggesting that he and Miss Windsor's life were not at the same level at all.

Demigod, Miss Windsor is supposed to be a demigod, or has a very high-level seal.

Lewis immediately came to a conclusion, he squeezed out a slightly stiff smile, adjusted his expression and asked, "Miss Windsor, do you want to refill a cup of black tea?" ”

"Thank you." Miss Windsor still had a sweet smile, but Lewis didn't dare to appreciate the beauty anymore.

He refilled Miss Windsor with a cup of black tea and sat quietly, his body still stiff and tense, but he did not dare to show anything abnormal, and this high state of tension continued until Miss Windsor left.

With the sudden relaxation of his body, Lewis breathed a sigh of relief and slumped into his seat.

"Perhaps, it's really time for me to leave Beckland, there are too many dangers here."

Silently watching in the direction Miss Windsor left, he put on a half-height silk top hat and left the detective agency, planning to investigate the seal 0-08 one last time in preparation for the next time he got the seal.

Locking the door of the detective agency, Lewis subconsciously went to the Eros Center, and the desire that Miss Windsor had aroused before was a little difficult to suppress.

Even, this desire is much stronger than when he first sees the other party.

"Sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" Walking into the Eros Center, a well-dressed waiter greeted me.

Lewis had seen the waiter a few times, and he chuckled, "I'm looking for Miss Tifana." ”

"Please follow me."

The waiter led Lewis up to the second floor, to Miss Tifana's room at the end of the hallway.

Knock knock!

Lewis knocked on the door, and Miss Tifana's invitation could be heard from inside the room.

"Miss Tifana, you're still so beautiful." Lewis walked into the room, and he hung his top hat on the coat rack.

"Welcome, Mr. Lewis." Tiffana bowed and said, "I'm glad to see you again, but I can't be with you today, and I think I'm going to leave here." ”

(End of chapter)