Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 23 The True Detective

Boom boom boom!
Lewis tapped on the door three times with his fingers, and walked in by himself.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" Mrs. Karma Hughes, who is wearing an apron and has a slightly fat figure, is handling the leftover cakes and throwing them into the wooden bucket beside her.

What a waste... Lewis thought to himself.

"I saw that you are transferring this store, and I wonder if it can be transferred to me, beautiful lady." Lewis took off his top hat and asked.

"Sir, you really can talk." Karma Hughes showed a bright smile, raised his chin and said, "You can just call me the beautiful Mrs. Maca. I really want to sublet this store, but the price is a bit expensive."

Lewis twitched the corner of his mouth. It turned out that praising a woman's beauty is really useful. Seeing Mrs. Karma's expression, she hoped to be praised more.

"Beautiful Mrs. Karma, I would like to rent this room and hope to get a reasonable price."

"How about nine soli a week? This store is in a good location. Generally speaking, the same location requires ten soli a week. But, there is an annoying detective opposite, you know, a detective who only has gold pounds in his head, will Make business worse." Mrs. Kama held the broom in hand, showing a helpless expression.

It's true that the detective has only gold pounds on his mind, but does that have anything to do with your business?
Lewis recalled the process of being blackmailed by Bernie Cooper during the day, and echoed: "I think the price of nine soli a week is very reasonable, but I have limited funds, so I can only rent for half a year first, otherwise it will reduce my income." risk resistance."

"No problem, just sit there and wait, I'll get the contract." Mrs. Karma brought Lewis a mango cake and a cup of freshly brewed black tea, and then ran out of the cake room.

Lewis took a bite of the mango cake, and the fork in his hand shook slightly with a very slight arc, almost exiting the state of playing the machine.

"Fuck, what kind of magical cake is this? It's obviously the same ingredients used in other cake shops, but it tastes so bad."

Putting down the fork, Lewis hurriedly drank two sips of black tea to suppress his shock. Fortunately, the taste of black tea was not too bad.

Perhaps Mr. Bergen has nothing to do with the poor business of the cake shop. It is simply that Mrs. Karma's craftsmanship is too bad.

After more than ten minutes, Mrs. Kama came back with a standard contract. Lewis signed his name on it and paid 11 pounds 14 soli rent with distress.

"Great, now I don't have to see that annoying detective, and I can study my cake recipe at home." Mrs. Karma kept the contract and said in a brisk but unpleasant voice, "Mr. Lewis , I wish you good luck in getting rid of that nasty detective."

Lewis nodded. He felt that it was a waste of time for Mrs. Karma to study cakes. If the other party opened a store in another place, they would lose even the object of blame.

Mrs. Karma was sent away, and Lewis got a cake shop, and there were many cakes that were nearing the expiration date.

Because of the shadow left by the mango cake, Lewis had to dispose of the remaining cakes, and then began to tidy up the room.

The cake room is not big, but the items left by Mrs. Karma are messy and disorderly, and it is very troublesome to clean them up.

After being busy until late at night, Lewis finally dealt with the environment of the cake room, leaving only a coffee table and two benches in the room, which is where he usually works.

This simple environment reminds Lewis of the Maori Detective Agency in the anime, and then only need to post billboards on the original window, and the storefront is formed.

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In the morning, Lewis woke up from his sleep, he felt the heat in his lower abdomen, and then sighed, he had no money.

For a long time, the exchange with dancers has been Lewis' biggest expense, which even accounts for more than 80% of his usual expenses.

"Eat breakfast first, then get out the billboard of the firm, and go to Sera in the evening, after all, you can go whoring for nothing."

After setting the next goal, Lewis took action. He first found the shop that made the advertisement and asked the other party to make the words "Lewis Detective Agency" on the window, and then returned home and started cooking.

Mix the cut beef and tomato together, add spices and salt, simmer for half an hour, and a tomato puree is ready.

Throwing the bought black bread into the soup to soak until softened, Lewis took a bite and almost quit playing the "machine" again.

The fishy smell of the beef has not been removed at all, too much salt is added, and overall it is fishy and salty, which can be regarded as a dark dish.

"It seems that cooking is not the same as doing experiments. There are fixed recipes for experiments, but not for cooking. I don't have the talent to cook." Lewis held his breath and started to eat, which at least allowed him to recover. physical strength.

Lewis missed his sister again, and it would be great if he could find Mandy, because Mandy would arrange everything.

At noon, Lewis went to the shop that made the advertising page, took the stickers he made, and posted them in the shop window.

The detective agency is initially completed, but there is still a little sense of ceremony.He also lacked a cane, a pipe, and an opening ceremony with police cheers.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
"Please come in." Hearing the knock on the door, Lewis replied in a deep voice.

A man with a cane and a black top hat came in. He looked around and set his eyes on Lewis.

"What's the matter?" Lewis lost interest, because the person who came was Bernie Cooper, the detective who was dumped by Mrs. Karma.

"Young man, I don't think you are suitable to be a detective." Bernie tapped the ground with his cane, and said seriously: "A true detective needs a precise grasp of events, excellent news channels, and a smart mind. Obviously, you don't have any of that."

Lewis didn't expect the other party to speak so bluntly, he just smiled and didn't bother to argue.

As a transcendent with divination ability, he has long been far ahead of ordinary people in terms of detectives.

What's more, his purpose is not only to make money, but also to digest the machine potion as soon as possible so that he can be promoted to Sequence Seven as soon as possible.

"I think you don't need to worry about these things, I will handle them well." Lewis said perfunctorily.

"Hmph! You won't have any business, because there is a real detective opposite your office!" Bernie tapped his cane again, and left angrily. Obviously, this came from the hatred among colleagues.

(End of this chapter)