Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 67 Mr. A
As Lewis blew the Azik copper whistle, a white bone courier about four meters high came out from under the floor. The courier bent down in front of Lewis and stretched out its claws.

"Every time you send a letter, there is a feeling of worrying about gains and losses. You will never guess which courier is sending the letter today, just like opening a blind box." Lewis silently complained about the group of bone messengers. The letter was handed to the other party, and suddenly the sound of glass breaking downstairs was heard.

……

It was already completely dark, and Blau rested on the sofa.

Accompanied by the sound of the copper whistle, he felt a chilly feeling, which made him subconsciously activate his spiritual vision.

I saw a gigantic creature crawling out of the ground. It was nearly four meters tall, and the upper part of its body had already passed the ceiling of the first floor. The huge white bone palm seemed to be able to easily pinch itself to death.

"escape!"

Just looking at the bone monster, Blau immediately made a decision. Judging from its size and aura, the bone monster's level would definitely not be too low for him to deal with.

"I really don't know why Lewis would offend this kind of guy. He is my first student and the key to my promotion to Sequence Five. But now he has messed with someone who shouldn't be messed with. I can only wish him good luck. Blau said silently in his heart, while fleeing from the detective agency, watching from afar.

After 1 minute, Blau found that the cold breath had disappeared, and Lewis seemed to be still in the room, and he instantly understood something.

"The monster just now is a messenger."

Taking a coin from his pocket, Blau flicked it, and didn't realize his mistake until he saw George III smiling at him.

"The messenger is so exaggerated. Lewis mentioned that there is a person who transcends a demigod behind him, and that messenger should belong to the other party. It is indeed the existence of a transcended demigod. This can be judged from the size of the messenger." Blau pressed his top hat. He had to think about how to explain to Lewis that he was afraid of running away when he went back.

Suddenly, Blau stepped on the ground and he fell into the sewer.

It was already more than ten minutes after Blau returned to the detective agency. His clothes were torn, and he exuded a special smell that belonged to the sewer.

"Good evening, Lewis, Backlund's night is really fascinating." Seeing Lewis go downstairs, Blau threw his top hat on the coat rack calmly.

"The night in Backlund?" Lewis looked up out the window.

Backlund's night was very different from Tingen's. Because of the smog, he could only see a hazy moon and a few stars.

There is no doubt that Backlund's nights are not entertaining at all, except for those street girls who are soliciting business on the streets.

"Well... I mean... I'm in a good mood to be promoted soon." Blau explained with a guilty conscience.

"I wish you an early promotion." Lewis sincerely wished, and in order to save money, he turned off the gas lamp.

"By the way, you have to pay for the broken glass." Lewis seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and he added while standing on the stairs.

……

In the afternoon, Lewis, who had no business, changed his clothes and went out to a house in Queens. He knocked on the door according to the information provided by Alger.

This is where Mr. A organized the party.

"Squeak."

The front door opened slowly, and Lewis saw a lot of people sitting scattered inside the house. Some of them used various methods to cover up their appearance, such as relying on hoods and masks, while others didn't care about it and showed their facial features openly.

Naturally, Lewis would not choose to expose his appearance on such occasions. He put on the mask prepared in advance, and then walked in with Blau.

Almost as soon as he entered, Lewis noticed the man in black robe sitting on the single sofa.

The man was also wearing a hood, hiding his face in the shadows. He watched the visitors silently, giving people a sense of condescension.

"It's Mr. A, the organizer of this gathering, and an envoy of the Aurora Society, a believer in the true Creator, and a powerhouse of Sequence Five." Information about Mr. A naturally appeared in Lewis' mind. He didn't care, and entered on his own houses.

After getting used to the light of the gas lamp for a while, Lewis saw two blackboards standing in the front, on which the needs of the party members were written.

As the party came one after another, Lewis noticed a very familiar feeling, and he looked towards the two ladies sitting in front of the coffee table.

One of the women is 1.6 meters five, wearing a beige long skirt with a ruffled collar and slightly curly brown hair, holding a cigarette in her hand.

The other woman is only about 1.5 meters long, but has delicate and soft features, and has messy and rough shoulder-length yellow hair.

"It should be Xio and Miss Fors. The reason why I noticed them should be thanks to the mystical item on Fors, which belongs to the Abraham family and has the ability of 'door'."

Lewis didn't go to see Xio and Fors again, he wrote down his needs on a note, and then handed the note to the waiter.

The waiter took a note and asked everyone in the scene one by one. After a while, there were many similar notes in his hand.

"It's the scales of the crystal snake you want. I have them here." After waiting for about 10 minutes, a lady followed the waiter and found Lewis.

Lewis thought for a while and asked, "What's your expected price?"

He is not worried about fake products appearing in the party, because Mr. A will be responsible for these problems, and the other party does not allow fake products to appear in the trading market.

What's more, he can also determine the authenticity of an item through divination.

"720 pounds, that's the reserve price!" the lady replied in a high-pitched voice.

"Deal!" Lewis immediately handed over the money and took over the crystal snake scales sealed in a lead box.

Although the Extraordinary materials of Sequence Seven were a bit more expensive, and even almost consumed his family fortune, as long as he was promoted, he would be able to live a lucky life.

After the transaction was over, Lewis kept an eye on the on-site transactions in order to determine if there were any useful magical items that could be obtained, but until Mr. A announced that it was time for a break, Lewis did not see a single practical magical item.

"This shows that the number of magical items is still too rare. This is normal. After all, there are too few wild 'craftsmen', and most of the craftsmen are under the control of the church." Lewis couldn't help thinking.

Suddenly, Lewis saw a man not far from him lift up his clothes, and he said proudly: "That's right, these are the mystical texts invented by Emperor Roselle, and they have special abilities when combined together. The symbol is exactly what I saw in a nobleman's house and asked the tattoo artist to do it."

"Do you feel any difference after getting these symbols?" asked a woman whose face was covered.

"Of course! I feel that my ability in that area is stronger!" The man puffed up his chest.

Lewis couldn't help curling his lips. He saw two simplified Chinese characters tattooed on the man's back - mentally handicapped.

　By the way, py traded a bit before.

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(End of this chapter)