"Dear Mr. 'Fool', please tell Mr. 'World' that I will gather the true rhizome and sap of the 'Misty Tree Man' for him as soon as possible. ”

After receiving the response from the "sun", Crane nodded invisibly and said to himself silently:

"It seems that he is quite satisfied with the weapon. ”

"Even without the block bonus, the Hurricane Axe is pretty good. ”

He had just passed on the characteristics of that extraordinary weapon and the way in which the restricted equipment appeared to the "sun", and he did not describe it directly, in order not to appear verbose and maintain his own image.

After doing all this, Klein didn't stay long, immediately returned to the real world, changed his clothes, and left Black Palm Street.

............

East End, Dallavi Street, a cramped but lively pub.

Hugh Dilcha covered her nose and mouth and squeezed in, for she the place was not only full of wine and sweat, but also easy to run into people much taller than her, so that she had to face the armpits squarely, and the strong smell of it would stun a normal person.

With a lot of effort, and even the ability to be an arbiter, Hugh finally squeezed to the bar and saw the person he was looking for.

It was a young man in his twenties, with a slender face like a horse, his eyebrows were messy and vicious, but his facial features were relatively soft.

He was gulping down his wine, laughing and laughing loudly with the guests around him.

"Williams, I have something to look for you. Hugh slammed down the wooden top of the bar.

This rude gesture immediately attracted a series of angry glances, but they soon retreated silently under the stern gaze of the "arbiter".

"Oh, Hugh, I haven't seen you in days, and I think, this is a week, no, at least three weeks, would you like a drink?" said the young man named Williams, half-drunk, half-surprised.

"Half and Half" is one of the most popular alcoholic beverages in the East End, made from malt beer and wine fortified with alcohol, and is nicknamed "Half and Half" because it happens to be two ingredients and the proportions are similar.

"Are you really going to let me drink?" Hugh raised an eyebrow.

"No, he doesn't want to!" replied Williams, the owner of the bar, who was wiping his glasses.

He remembered exactly how lethal the girl on the other side could be when she was drunk, and she would use her fists to persuade the guests to quit drinking and throw them out one by one.

Williams pursed the corners of his mouth, spread his hands and said:

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?"

He is one of the sources in the East End and has ties to multiple gangs.

Hugh frowned and said:

"Williams, can't you quit drinking? Save money, marry a nice girl, come home every day with hot water, food and warm greetings, and you can share with her all the things you see, and she tells you about the little things that happen at home, and the cute little children kiss you on the cheek and play around you, isn't that kind of warmth?"

When she first arrived at Beckland, she was able to quickly establish herself in the East End, thanks to Williams' help, so she always hoped that the other party could have a better life.

"Warmth?" Williams scoffed, "it was based on the money I brought back, and I had seen it through, and if I could take home 20 soles a week, then I'm sure my family is warm, as you described, but if not, Lord, the screams and insults of women, the cries and screams of children, will drive me crazy!"

"My mother is a role model, every time my old man comes home, he is accompanied by scolding and noise, in this case, I might as well exchange my Sule and pennies for drink, no one cares how much I earn here, everyone drinks and chats, the atmosphere is very, very good, if you want to be a woman, there are those lovely street girls outside, they won't quarrel with you." ”

Hugh twitched the corners of his mouth and said:

"You're such a hopeless Storm Lord believer, and you're going to die one day from alcohol and some strange ailments. ”

"At least I've enjoyed it. Williams replied nonchalantly, "I haven't been working for almost three days, and I'm not going to give you a discount." ”

Hugh no longer persuaded, touched the messy short blond hair, and handed over the portraits of Lanrius that Audrey had given him:

"Help me keep an eye on this person and find him as soon as possible. ”

"There's a different image of him in this. ”

Williams drunkenly unfolded the paper, glanced at it a few times, and sighed: "He looks too ordinary, and there are so many people in the East End, there are people dying at any time, some people leaving, some people coming, some people becoming homeless, it's hard to find." ”

"Anyway, you help me keep an eye out, and if I find someone similar, notify me immediately. Hugh took out a note of 5 soles and handed it to the other man, "This is the money for the drink, if you can find the person in the portrait, I, uh, will give you another 10 pounds." ”

"Ten pounds?" Williams whistled, "Hugh, when have you been so generous? Or is this man worth more?"

"That's what he put on his bounty, £10 for clues. "Don't forget about it, I'll come back to you every few days." ”

She had already traveled half of the East Side, and had given the assignment to the gang leaders and well-informed people she knew, paying several pounds in advance.

As long as there is one success, I can earn it back, and I will make a lot of money!" Hugh silently cheered himself up, covered his mouth and nose, and turned to walk outside the tavern.

And at this time, the quarrel of some drunks turned into a conflict, and the scene gradually became chaotic.

Hugh glanced at it helplessly, and raised his voice:

"Stop!"

The feeling of majesty echoed through the tavern, and the drunks sat down again as if they had met their nemesis, and some even crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Whew, I don't know when I will be promoted to "sheriff...... Hugh sighed half satisfied, half expectant.

............

On Wednesday morning, Klein traveled to St. George's District, another city, to care about his first investment.

With his last suggestion and the revelation from Russell's manuscript, Raypard is moving very fast on the cycling project and has already produced a rough prototype.

This is very much in line with Crane's impression of the bike.

After the test ride, Klein offered several suggestions for improvement, saying that he would pay for the second part of the investment next week, and hoped to bring in new investors as soon as possible to bring in the project to the factory stage as soon as possible.

The only problem is that Repard considers himself the inventor and has the right to name the product.

He was not satisfied with the term "bicycle" and planned to adopt the more popular term "bicycle".

Klein didn't care.

At noon, after returning to 15 Minsk Street, before he could take off his hat, he heard the sound of unreal cascading supplications.

Miss Justice's Gathering Information on the Broken Aristocrat so quickly, Klein thoughtfully prepared to enter the living room and head to the second floor.

Just then, he heard the doorbell again, and hurriedly turned around to open the door, and saw Julian, the maid of the Summer's house next door.

"Mr. Moriarty, Mrs. Summerer would like to invite you to a luncheon on Sunday, when there will be quite a few neighbors. The maid said reciting it.

When Klein returned last night, he had given Mrs. Summer's portable camera and exchanged a few words with her, but he had not received a hint of luncheon.

Also, the magazine said that the middle class would not mention it in person when they invited people to banquets, but would send attendants or maids to invite them very formally...... This is very much in line with Mrs. Summer's style...... Crane was confused at first, but then realized that he would go on time on Sunday.

And Mr. and Mrs. Summerer are not too difficult people to get along with, as long as they don't care about showing off...... Klein quietly added in his heart.

After seeing Julian leave, he closed the door and walked to the staircase, his eyes sweeping over the slightly messy living room, dining room, and kitchen.

I haven't done a big cleaning for a few days...... I'm a bachelor, so it's nice to be able to maintain this level of neatness...... I have too many secrets, and maybe I'll be attacked, so it's not good to have a handyman live at home, eh...... Why don't you consult with Mrs. Summerer on Sunday and ask her to send her maid over to clean twice a week, and I will pay accordingly...... Many tenants and landlords have similar agreements...... Crane walked calmly, unhurriedly, into the bedroom on the second floor, and drew the curtains.

Upon entering the gray mist, he realized that the prayer had indeed come from Miss Justice.

The aristocratic girl sat on a piano bench and pressed the keys with both hands, but instead of playing, she whispered the honorific name of "a fool who does not belong to this era":

“...... I have gathered all the information of the fallen nobles, and I ask that the sacrifice ceremony be held, and I ask you to pass it on to Mr. 'World'. ”

So fast...... It is worthy of a "professional" ...... Klein responded immediately.

Audrey, who had just returned from royal heraldic officials and experts in the field, completed the sacrificial rite with a little rustiness, and threw the thick manuscript into the illusory door.

"I'll pass it on to the 'world'. Klein cut off contact in an indifferent tone.

This time, instead of rushing back to the real world, he flipped through the manuscript on the spot and found the corresponding part of the Pound family.

The viscountdom of the Pound family did come from the "War of the Oaths", and they were followed by loyal royal supporters, with no small amount of power in the army and their own fiefdoms.

But thirty-two years ago, two heirs of the family died of serious illness, and the old viscount at that time could only take one of the children of the side branch into the family.

Not long after, the old viscount died, and the child, because of his young age, was tempted and instigated by the attendants, and changed the housekeeper and became a gentleman.

In just seven or eight years, he lost most of his fortune, was demoted to a baron, and sold his family's house in Beckland.

In the years that followed, his title was reduced again, to the Baron.

"Infected and dying of a serious illness, I'm afraid I can't even find the body, it's all in the innermost room of the underground building, outside the bloody gate...... The old viscount must have deliberately concealed this matter and did not let the royal family, the military and the church investigate...... In this way, the Pound family also stumbled upon the Quaternary underground building more than thirty years ago, and perhaps, maybe the secret door in the basement was built by them...... However, there are more than two corpses in the innermost room...... In ancient times, there were still people who went in and explored?

Well, you have to talk to Pound from the baron, in a way that doesn't reveal his identity......

Klein stopped his thoughts, looked at the last paragraph, and saw what he was looking for:

Pound is a baron and now lives at 29 West Villas Street, Queens. ”

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