"Ahem... Maybe you can help me recommend it. After thinking for a moment, he took the initiative to ask for help.

"Of course, happy to help."

The middle-aged shopkeeper walked out from behind the counter with a tape measure and looked Ademisol up and down, as if measuring his height and measurements.

"What do you need?" , the shopkeeper asked gently.

Ademisore remembered what Rex had dressed last night and described it roughly, then added, "I bought it for my first day on the job." ”

The shopkeeper nodded, pacing slowly around Ademisor:

"Yes, that's right, a white shirt, a black jacket and trousers, perhaps a brightly coloured waistcoat and a pair of suitably sized leather shoes, no doubt fit, and of course a top hat, which is essential for a gentleman."

Ademisore didn't know much about this, and when he saw the shopkeeper's determined look, he decided to trust the other party and nodded approvingly.

"Okay, then I'll prepare this set for you." Seeing the customer nodding, Mr. Shopkeeper immediately took action.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was going to pick out clothes, Ademisor hurriedly called out to the other party.

He remembered that in the original book, he calculated that it would take 8 gold lists and 7 souls to buy clothes.

He didn't bring so much money, and he whispered to the stingy Rex in his heart, and he whispered embarrassedly:

"You know, I have a limited budget, only 6 pounds 10 sules."

Yesterday Rex had 10 pounds in cash with him, but he was only willing to borrow 5 pounds, plus 1 pound 10 sules left over from the previous gun, this budget is already Ademisor's entire net worth.

The shopkeeper frowned, "Really?" It was really stressful and I did my best. ”

"Thank you very much." Ademisor nodded gratefully.

It turns out that the owner has a professional eye.

The full-length mirror of the ready-to-wear store reflects Ademisol in a full new outfit.

"What a young and handsome gentleman."

Seeing the customer's satisfaction, the middle-aged shopkeeper complimented him in a timely manner.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Ademisol thanked him with a little reserve.

"How much?"

"A total of £9 sühl, just right for your budget."

Just left me a sul...

Ademisor was a little speechless, but looking at himself in the mirror, he gritted his teeth and pulled out six one-pound bills and nine sucks of change.

"Okay, please issue a receipt, and I'll wear the clothes on my body."

"No problem, please wait."

The shopkeeper took the banknote and walked back to the counter to prepare change and receipts.

Anyway, the place where the penalty substitute reported was next to it, and there was no problem with one surer left, and after reporting for duty, he could advance four weeks' salary like Mr. Ke, which was 12 pounds and 4 sules.

When the time comes, I will repay the money borrowed from Svein and Rex first, and I will still have 2 pounds and 5 souls left, which will save some money, which will be completely enough for daily living expenses.

Then it occurred to him that he would have to deduct 16 soles of rent and 2 pounds of deposit, which would not be enough.

He frowned, thinking to himself that maybe he could advance his salary a little more, which shouldn't be a big deal.

In addition, today is Monday, and the afternoon is a new tarot meeting, and I have to take time to open a bearer bank account in the morning.

When Miss Justice's payment arrives, all problems will be solved.

Ademisore thought of this and lifted his spirits.

After thanking him again and sincerely, Ademisore put the receipt for the purchase of the clothes in the inner pocket of his coat and walked out of the ready-to-wear store.

At 8:25, he heeded Rex's reminder and arrived at 17 Thornflower Street on time.

Looking at the sign hanging on the building in front of him, the corners of Ademisor's eyes twitched.

"Violet Men's Sports & Health Club"

Gym... It's a little discordant, but I inexplicably think it's very suitable for grumpy old buddies.

Shouldn't it be a security company, Ademisor suddenly had an unspeakable misunderstanding of the punishers.

After hesitating for a moment, seeing that it was almost 8:30, Ademisol pushed open the door.

The first thing that catches your eye is the large and ornate lobby.

In front of the not-so-small reception desk stood two stout men, their white shirts so tight that they could barely hide their muscles.

"Good morning, sir, please show your membership credentials."

Oh, it's still a membership.

"I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for Rex Silser."

Ademisol replied briefly in a low voice, then remembered something and added, "I'm Ademisor." ”

The two men in charge of the reception looked at each other, and then the taller man stepped out from behind the reception desk.

"Please follow me to the second floor."

Ademisor thanked him and followed closely behind him.

After walking in silence for a short while, noticing that the man leading the way was a little nervous, Ademisol took the initiative to accost:

"What do you call it?"

"Sorry, I didn't introduce myself, it was my faux pas, Biel, Biel Doric."

Hearing Ademisor's question, Biel immediately turned around and answered.

"You don't have to be so nervous."

Ademisor smiled and said in a relaxed tone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ademisor, uh, that's not your last name, is it?"

Surname? Ademisor was stunned for a moment, his brow furrowed slightly, and then relaxed.

"My last name is Fett, Ademisol Fett."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fett, you know I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm always a little nervous to see someone like you, and although the captain and Mr. Silsey are kind to me, I still get nervous every time I face them, maybe it's my own."

Biel explained with a little frustration.

Ademisor smiled, and was about to speak again to comfort the other when the familiar drowsiness returned.

This time, the scene is equally brief, with a disheveled Biel being held immobile on a bed by two men with knives, and beside the bed stands a beautiful lady, scantily clad and contemptuous.

Soon his gaze returned to normal, and Ademisor guessed what was going on in that after a moment's thought.

He patted Biel on the shoulder, and reminded him as he pondered his words:

"Be mindful of moderation, especially in that area, especially if money is also involved, and beware of deliberate traps set by others."

Then he chuckled and pretended to be relaxed: "Just a piece of advice, if I offend you, then I apologize to you." ”

After hearing Ademisor's words, Biel's body suddenly stiffened, and he bowed his head like a frightened fawn to avoid Ademisole's gaze, and replied with a little fear:

"Okay, I'll take care of it, Mr. Fett."

Immediately, Ademisor felt that the potion in his body seemed to have digested somewhat.

Remind Biel that it can help me digest potions, is it feedback on the play?

Telling others about the future and reminding them is not a big deal with the 'soothsayer'......

Ademisor couldn't help but think in his heart.

Soon, the two of them went up the stairs to the second floor, turned left and came to the door of the second room.

Biel still didn't dare to look at Ademisor, and bowed his head and said, "This is the captain's office, and the captain told you to go see him directly when you arrive." ”

Ademisor nodded in thanks, looking at Biel who bowed his head, he wondered in his heart: "Are you so shy?" It's not like a believer in the Lord of the Storm. ”

Shaking his head to shake the distractions out of his mind, Ademisor knocked softly on the door.