"Good evening, Mr. Davis, it is our pleasure to have you here," said Jokshi, bowing slightly, as he opened the door to his room, and as soon as he stepped out of the range of the door, he quickly took off his coat and hung it on the hook with his hat.

"Thank you, Yorksey, if it weren't for your attentive service, I wouldn't have had a good meal here," said the white-haired Davis, smiling kindly, and sat down in his seat, feeling the heat emanating from under the tablecloth, the pre-hung stove warming his rheumatism-tormented legs, and the cutlery and a glass of sweet sherry were placed in his usual place. Such a comfortable environment made him sigh softly. With a smile, he looked at his old friend sitting across from him.

"McGovern, seriously you should have hired Yorkshire to be your personal servant, the storm is on top, and he can arrange everything comfortably before you know it."

"The storm is on top, Mr. Davis, and I am really touched by your kindness." Joksh smiled and brought a plate of appetizers, "But alas, I'm a cheeky greedy man, and I can't satisfy me just by seeing the happy expression on Mr. McGovern's face." ”

Hearing this, the banker sitting opposite couldn't help but smile, Davis smiled and took a sip of wine, and said while patting Yorkshi's shoulder.

"Tell me honestly, which god do you believe in, last time I saw you recite different holy scriptures in front of three different groups of guests, I don't want to be deceived."

"Oh, Mr. Davis, I am not religious enough to be called a believer in any god, but I trust that my efforts will be sheltered by some being." Jokshi made a gesture to count the money, and then bowed slightly, "The dish you have reserved tonight is Marseille fish soup, accompanied by Alsatian liquor from the "Rose Song" estate in Beckland, is it to be served now or wait a while?" ”

After receiving the reply that the food was served immediately, Joksh quickly brought two servings of fish soup and poured the chilled wine for the two guests and put it at hand. Davis, who was smiling from ear to ear, gave Joksh a 10-pound bill as a tip, and he also received five pounds from McGovern, bowed gracefully, and then walked briskly out of the room behind the door.

"Poon, thank the storm and praise the Goddess for making their believers so generous." Facing his colleagues who were standing outside the door watching him get the 15 pounds, Yorkshy made an exaggerated gesture of kissing the bill, but then handed the five pounds to the unhappy faces of his colleagues standing there.

"Okay, okay, if you don't help me prepare the wine and food, no matter how beautiful my witty words are, if someone between us is promoted in the future, remember to promote friends too."

Looking at the other party's smiling face, Yokshi stretched, turned around and walked downstairs, of course he didn't see the other party as a "friend", but if he wanted to continue working here and be promoted, such sharing was essential.

What's more, now that he has "extraordinary abilities", it is very easy to earn this little tip.

The "tip" brought to him by the "waiter" potion was closer to "the reward that the other party thought was worthy", and the "tip" was not limited to money, and today he had turned down an invitation to dinner with two guests, three better jobs, and even declined a lady's "hint". However, this ability is only effective for a short time, and if you refuse such a "tip" and do not continue to help the other person, the other party will soon only give you a few shiny coins.

But in any case, this ability did bring him a lot of benefits, and even the act of giving money to those colleagues just now would make him gain a "tip" and the favor of those colleagues.

Whistling softly, the first experience of using extraordinary abilities was much better than he had expected, and when he reached the first floor of the restaurant, he saw a dark-haired man sitting there frowning at the menu, while the nearest waiter was busy serving another table of guests. Jokshi straightened his clothes, poured a cheap aperitif from the store, and walked over to the other party.

"Praise the Goddess, Mr. Deacon, your presence has made us feel the glory of the Goddess" Jokshi lit the stars on his chest, and at the same time bent down slightly and put the wine in the other party's hand, "I don't know what you want to taste this time, today's special recommendation is fish cuisine." Here you will find the freshest fish in All Kongston. ”

The other party looked a little surprised, his body straightened slightly, revealing a wary expression.

"How do you know what I do?"

"Haha, don't be so nervous, sir, just a little observation" Joksh took out a pen and paper, smiled and said to him, "It's raining lightly outside, and your clothes are a little wet, which proves that you didn't come by horse-drawn carriage, and our restaurant has deliberately avoided the overly busy city center in order to ensure the dining experience of every customer, so the only building close enough to get through the rain is the Night Church."

"And the red glove in your pocket, which I have only seen in a man who can have dinner with the bishop of the church, and I will call you a deacon given the price of our restaurant———

Since you've just come from the rain, I recommend a steaming Marseille fish soup or a spiced Rothsted grilled fish, paired with a glass of blended blues wine. ”

The other party looked a little surprised, but quickly turned his attention back to the menu, and after sending an order for a Roosted grilled fish and a glass of low-alcohol wine to the back kitchen, Joksh handed over the service to the busy lobby waiter, and returned to the second floor to continue serving the two distinguished guests.

Leonard watched his back disappear into the staircase, lowered his head and pretended to continue studying the menu, but muttered something to himself.

"Old man, you said he really saw my identity just by looking at me."

"At least I don't feel any signs of using extraordinary abilities, so there are only two possibilities, either the other party or the other party is behind a bad Sequence One, or your observation skills are not as strong as an ordinary person," Parles replied angrily

Leonard pursed his lips, then leaned back in his chair and thought, there are not many directions of investigation at the moment, the lecture is the biggest breakthrough point at present, but considering that he is investigating privately, he needs to avoid the "red gloves" colleagues, the captain of the team just now is the "spirit witch" of sequence five, if he uses the spirit to investigate, he will definitely be detected, so he must reduce the number of subjects under investigation and find the target as soon as possible.

"So the best option right now...... It's No. 15 South Street.,I'll go there after dinner.,According to the information, there's a lot of spirit left.,Maybe you can ask something.。 ”

Leonard, who had finished thinking, took a deep breath and immediately screamed at the strong aroma of food around him, and he was about to call the waiter to ask how long it would take for his dish to be served, only to find a covered dish and a glass of wine placed in front of him.

"I borrowed a little bit from the good popularity brought to me by the generosity of the goddess believers, and put your dishes in the front." Jokshi walked over and put away the glass of aperitif, "The Goddess is watching Conston City, and making it easy for you is my small reward for this favor, praise the Goddess, and I hope you have a good meal." ”

Leonard was stunned for a moment when he looked at Yorkshi, who was smiling next to him, and after a second or two, he took out a pound of money and handed it to him.

"Praise the goddess, thank you for your service, and I want to ask you how convenient it is to get from here to South Street?"

"Then you are right, I happen to live near South Street, if you wish, I can arrange for you to go to South Street after dinner, at my expense, all thanks to the Goddess and your generosity."

Leonard thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement with Yokshi's suggestion, and after the other party said goodbye and left, he focused on the food he ordered.

After lifting the lid, thick steam gushed out of it, and the smell of spices hit his nostrils directly, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Leonard carefully forked a piece and put it into his mouth.

The fresh and prickly fish is firm and full of juice, which sets off the complex and strong flavor of the spices, and the fish that has just been made is still a little hot, with the spices on his taste buds issued a series of fierce attacks, Leonard couldn't help but eat several bites in a row, and suddenly choked a little, hurriedly picked up the wine on the side, the slightly chilled wine slid over the taste buds, gently washed away the stimulation of the spices, but gently held up a little aftertaste after that.

"Well, old man, this fish is really good, and it tastes even better with wine." Leonard muttered to Pales in a low voice, and forked another piece of fish meat in his hand, "Fortunately, I just listened to the waiter's recommendation, it's really rare to see a waiter with such good service." ”

"Hmph, everyone else has charged you a pound, can the service attitude be bad?"

"I think it's worth it anyway, I kind of like the waiter," Leonard swallowed a bite of fish, and now a pound isn't too much for me. ”

Pales ignored him, and Leonard began to concentrate on the fish on the plate, and after a while, Leonard leaned back in his chair, let out a long sigh of satisfaction, stood up and settled the bill, paid the waiter a few tips for the checkout, walked out of the hotel, got into the carriage that had been waiting there, and went to South Street.

Watching the carriage drift away, Yorkshi let out a long breath, the cold sweat behind his back soaking his clothes. He had thought about many scenarios of meeting church members, but he didn't expect to run into "deacons" directly.

From the moment he recognized the other party's identity, he had already thought of a hundred ways to die, but he quickly calmed down and served the other party with all his heart.

As long as he provides enough help, the favor of the "tip" may allow him to escape. After all, a Sequence Nine Extraordinary who lives an honest life doesn't seem to be something that has to be arrested.

However, the other party didn't seem to recognize his identity as an extraordinary person until he left, is it because this deacon's sequence is not good at sensing, or is his own sequence too low and his ability is not obvious?

Either way, it's over now.

Joksh muttered a swear whisper, venting his unspeakable fear, and after adjusting his state for a moment, he turned and walked into the dining room and resumed his work.

……

midnight

Emile and the Vice-Captain walked quietly and quickly through the streets, the reinforcement brought by the Sleepless allowed them to approach the target's building silently like shadows in the middle of the night.

Standing in front of the entrance, the vice-captain stopped and turned to face Emil.

"Alright, let's make sure before we act."

"Yes, yes, vice-captain," Emil said, rolling her eyes, as if standing there as if she were backing it.

"After just investigating, we found out that there was one participant who was not on the list, according to the organizers of the conference. He joined the meeting temporarily, so there is no name on the list, and we are here to enter his dream, determine his identity, and ask for information about the meeting. ”

The vice-captain nodded, then turned to face the building.

"I'll be in charge of dragging the other party into dreams and alerting, and you'll be in charge of questioning."

"Got it, got it, the vice captain is really troublesome." Emir complained, but his body was already ready, and the spirituality in his body began to be guided, just waiting to cooperate with the ability of the vice captain.

……

Joksh worked until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night before returning home, and after the shock and the usual busyness, he went straight to bed exhausted, and soon fell asleep and dreamed.

In the dream, he felt as if he was baking bread for a friend, and as soon as he took the bread out of the oven, two people came up and claimed to be his friends.

His mind was a little sluggish, and he handed them the baked bread in a daze, and made them tea, and the two of them began to talk to him, and he subconsciously wanted to answer them.

But he suddenly felt so cold.

He shook his head and looked at the two men in front of him, who were dressed like the deacon in the afternoon, a man was about to ask himself a question, and a woman was smiling and enjoying bread and tea. None of them seemed to realize that they had come to their senses.

Extraordinary abilities? Yorksey was shocked, and then adjusted his mentality and pretended to be confused, was it the deacon who found out that something was wrong and sent to investigate? If it weren't for the sudden awakening of my consciousness, I might have been thoroughly investigated by now.

But why did I suddenly wake up?

Joksh recalled the chill he had felt earlier, and he carefully glanced around a few times, but found nothing, and it was clear that he had no talent for lucidity in dreams.

Just as he was wondering, he felt a chill again, and at the same time there seemed to be something in his head.

Joksh slowly straightened up, little by little rolled his eyes upward, praying, hoping that it wasn't the one he thought of.

A face covered in blood and burns came into view, the black hole that had once been the mouth hooked a small edge, and the two mutilated hands slowly hung down, covering Yorkshi's mouth.