At noon, Lewis in formal attire had lunch at Slant Manor, where the bright red wine was sweet and delicious, and the mixed flavors were intoxicating.

Just after lunch, Mrs. Slant elegantly wiped the stains from the corners of her mouth and said softly:

"Mr. Lewis, I have heard that you have built a power station in the King's district, making the price of electricity cheaper than that of a gas lamp, and the light that is lit brighter than a gas lamp.

If we had it, we would all be able to organize mass gatherings at night and participate in all kinds of entertainment activities just like during the day. ”

Lewis also wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile:

"Yes, Mrs. Slent, I am a businessman, and AC power brings me a good income."

"It's so wonderful, I'm going to have to see it." Mrs. Sloan said wistfully.

Lewis returned to the room, the morning battle and divination had consumed a lot of his spirituality, and now he had to recover by resting, otherwise he would be in a bad state.

Suddenly, a gray mist appeared in front of Lewis's eyes, and at the end of the fog there was a long bronze table, and at the top of the long table sat a figure covered by gray mist, it was Mr. "Fool".

Immediately afterward, Mr. Fool's face vanished, and a blurry picture of a prayer appeared before Lewis's eyes, depicting a man who repeated:

"Great Mr. 'Fool', please tell the Tarot members that I need the characteristics of the Shadow of Human Skin, and am willing to pay a reasonable price for it."

After playing it several times in a row, the blurry picture dissipated, and even the gray mist dissipated.

Klein is about to be promoted to Sequence 6, and his progress has caught up with mine, and he deserves to be the new 'Master of Mysteries'...... Lewis sighed, he had only been promoted to Sequence Six for a short time, and his digestion progress was not yet halfway there.

However, the higher the sequence, the more difficult it is to promote, and the difficulty of obtaining potion materials or digesting them will greatly increase.

Lewis pondered Crane's commission, he could indeed get his hands on the extraordinary properties of the Shadow of Human Skin, and for the Dependents of the God of Steam and Machines, this kind of material was even just a piece of equipment.

"Forget it, I won't reply to him first, let my 'dependent' go directly to buy it, and when I buy it, I will sacrifice it to him, and I will earn two or three hundred pounds."

Lewis was in a decent mood, and he rested a little until the inspiration prompted him to wake up from his sleep.

Blinking his right eyelid three times to open his vision, Lewis saw Miss Elana step out of the wall and hand over a letter.

The letter is from Yarman. Sauron, after opening, smooth words appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Lewis:

We decided to explore the Quaternary tomb this Sunday, and will be carrying a Level 1 seal, please get to the power station at 2pm and meet there. ”

Lewis burned the letter to ashes, and Yarman actually brought a Tier 1 seal, which is worthy of a big family, such a big hand.

Putting the exploration aside for the time being, Lewis went in search of the properties of the Shadow of Human Skin, and with little effort, he bought it from the Steam and Mechanical Chapel for £1,800.

"It shouldn't be too much to sell Klein for 2,100 pounds, after all, Mr. 'Fate''s dependents also have to survive, and besides, Crane doesn't know how much money I bought it, and I say 2,100 pounds is not a problem at all."

Walking out of the church, Lewis smiled faintly and took the opportunity to visit the private investigator and find out about Mandy.

Previously, from Ms. Bella's mouth, he had learned about a number of human trafficking locations that cooperated with the Wolf Gang, and as long as he investigated the trend of those people two years ago, he could easily find the information he wanted.

If you want to investigate the whereabouts of a slave two years ago, local private investigators are the best to use, they have rich investigation experience and local resources, and even have an ambiguous relationship with those underground organizations.

After a little inquiring on the streets, Lewis set his eye on a detective who had helped the police solve several human trafficking cases, and who was said to have been in the human trafficking business and knew a lot about it.

"Hopefully, Detective Rupert will really find some traces."

With this in mind, Lewis pushed open the door of Rupert's detective agency, and luckily, the detective happened to be there.

"Rune?" Rupert frowned, as if he didn't have a very good opinion of Lewis.

However, Lewis can also understand that the stubborn and dull Rune and the romantic and open Intis are inherently at odds, and it makes sense that the detective has no crush on the Rune.

In other words, unruly people are inherently a little averse to honest people, because some of the latter's actions are just slapping the former in the face.

"Yes, I'm looking for a lady who was involved in human trafficking two years ago and doesn't know where now." Lewis sat down and asked the maid for a cup of sweetened coffee.

Detective Rupert frowned deeply throughout, consulted about the characteristics of the person he was looking for, and asked Lewis if there was anything more specific.

Lewis had prepared the news in advance, and he had already pinpointed the organization that would eventually handle the slaves to five.

Seeing that Lewis had arranged his preparations so well, Rupert was momentarily surprised by Lewis's carefulness, and with this news, it would be much easier to find a missing person.

Rune people may not understand romance, but their meticulous side is also worthy of admiration, perhaps, Rune people are better suited to the detective profession than Intis.

"So, what is the expected price in your mind?" Confirming the difficulty of the case, Rubeus ordered a cigar and negotiated the price.

"I'll pay a deposit of 100 pounds, I'll pay the balance of 50 pounds if I get the news, and I'll pay an additional 200 pounds if I can see the sold slave directly!"

Rupert's hand trembled slightly, three pounds at a time, which was enough to catch up with his income for a year, even though his detective agency was doing quite well!

And this, only to investigate a missing lady, of course, does not rule out that this lady is dead.

"Anne, serve the best coffee to this elegant and handsome gentleman of Rune, with the beans I brought back from the Southern Continent." Rupert squeezed out an ugly smile, and his attitude changed.

Lewis took the coffee, and while he sipped the fragrant coffee, he drew a portrait of Mandy, and even without the use of divination, he could become a qualified painter by virtue of his "machine" characteristics.

It's just that his intuition is faintly uneasy, can he really find Mandy so easily?

That Angel of Time took Mandy's fate, and there really wasn't any preparation until the goal was achieved?

(End of chapter)