Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 97 Maybe I have a way
Lewis sipped the morning Dixie coffee and felt the morning temperature.

"Perhaps I should also start the fireplace. Although Transcendents are not afraid of the cold, in order to better communicate with those gentlemen and ladies, the room needs some warmth in late autumn."

Boom, boom, boom!
There was an extremely irregular sound from the door, and the image of the person standing outside the door was vividly pictured in Lewis' mind.

It was a young lady with pale blond hair and wearing a dress, probably just turned 20 years old, and beside her was a butler in a tuxedo suit.

It was Miss Elena, and her housekeeper.

"Please come in."

Lewis picked up the newspaper again, with an expression of bitterness and hatred, and concern about Backlund's major affairs.

"I'm glad to see you recovered, Miss Elena." Lewis put down the newspaper and smiled politely.

"It's thanks to you, Mr. Lewis, thanks to you who rescued me...and sent me home last night." Elena lifted her skirt slightly and bowed to Lewis.

Her smile is elegant and sweet, which is completely different from the facial expression that made people feel deeply when she first met Lewis yesterday.

"Hush! Take this matter as a secret between us." Lewis raised his index finger in embarrassment. Instead of saving Elena last night, he was the chief culprit who caused Elena to lose her composure.

I believe that if Elena knows the truth, she will definitely show that unforgettable beauty again.

Because the picky butler was there, Lewis didn't make black tea for Miss Elena, he just brewed two cups of coffee and handed them to Elena and the butler respectively.

"What's the matter?" Lewis sat down and asked.

In fact, such things as brewing coffee should usually be done by waiters or maids, and it is always out of character for a detective to do these things himself.

"Hmm! I have a friend, he was in Yi before..." In the middle of speaking, Elena suddenly glanced at the butler beside her, her voice stopped abruptly, she took a big sip of coffee, and said again: " He had some abnormalities in the previous school activities, he was always yelling that someone was going to kill him, and since that activity, he has not gone to class for nearly a week."

Lewis frowned. In fact, during the ceremony last night, he discovered that some people were infected with wraiths and ghosts.

Now it seemed that Eileen and the others held activities far more frequently than they had imagined, and several victims had even appeared.

"Miss Elena's friends involve extraordinary powers."

Lewis read the divination statement silently, and he watched the coin fall into his palm.

Face up, the answer is yes!

"Maybe you find it incredible, but I'm actually a fan of occultism. That friend of yours, I should be able to help." Lewis glanced at the butler who was quietly watching him, and shrugged against his will.

"Mr. Lewis, I knew you were a true occultist..." Elena said halfway in surprise, swallowing the word "expert" silently.

"Now, let's talk about the price. This commission is not so easy..." Lewis thought for a while, exorcising evil spirits is really not his specialty. , he can only be powerless.

Of course, if he really met a powerful evil spirit, he would run away immediately, and suggested that the other party go to the church to talk to the bishop about the situation.

After a little thought, Lewis decided to ask for a price of 6 pounds. Generally speaking, the price of such commissions is not too high.

After all, it always feels unprofessional for a detective to engage in the occult.

"Mr. Lewis, my monthly pocket money is only 50 pounds, please make it cheaper." Elena lowered her head and asked.

What?A monthly allowance of £50?As expected of a real estate businessman's daughter.

Lewis, who originally thought it was only 6 pounds, frowned and said, "This is not something I am good at. 30 pounds, this is the lowest price I can accept!"

He has a sense of guilt about defrauding innocent girls. Of course, this guilt will only be a momentary thing, and he can easily forget it even without using the "machine" characteristics.

"Okay." Miss Elena took out a beautiful wallet, took out three 3-pound notes from it, and handed them to Lewis.

Lewis happily accepted the money. He put on a poker face, put on a top hat, followed Miss Elena into the carriage, and headed to the home of the unlucky guy who was haunted by the spirit.

The carriage drove slowly through the streets, and finally stopped at the junction of the West District and the Queen's District. This is the core of Backlund, and it is a livable location.

It is the dream of every middle-class Backlund to own a house here.

Of course, the reality often does not allow the middle class in Backlund to realize their dreams. The houses here are not affordable for the middle class, and it is difficult for even wealthy people with ordinary status to afford the price.

The butler was waiting in the private carriage, and Elena led Lewis to the crimson door, and rang the doorbell.

After about ten seconds, a maid opened the door. She saw Elena and Lewis, and said with a straight face:

"Welcome, Miss Elena."

Lewis took off his top hat, and he followed Elena into the house. Although this house was not as big as Elena's home, the decoration was not much less luxurious.

You can feel the temperature of early summer in the room, and the metal pipes all over the room can spread the heat evenly to every corner, which makes the room temperature very livable.

"Elena, are you here to see Daniel?" A well-dressed lady came down from the second floor. She had light wrinkles on her face. Although she was old, she was well maintained.

Lewis blinked his right eyelid three times in a row. In the state of spiritual vision, he saw that the color of the lady's aura was slightly dim, and she was obviously in a bad state of mind.

"Yes, ma'am! I heard that Daniel hasn't been to school for a long time, and we are all very worried about him." Elena lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted.

"I believe he will be very happy." The lady responded politely to Elena, she put her gaze on Lewis and asked, "Who is this gentleman?"

"He is...a psychiatrist, who may be able to treat Daniel's condition." Elena explained.

"I'm a detective, but I just happen to know some methods of seeing a doctor." Lewis smiled and overturned Elena's words.

"A detective who knows how to see a doctor?" The wife looked at Lewis, kept smiling, and said, "Actually, several doctors have come this week, and they are helpless about Daniel's condition."

Ma'am, you are doubting my housekeeping skills!

Lewis muttered something silently in his heart. He spread his hands and said, "Maybe I can find a way. Why don't you let me try it?"

　Probably, it will be on the shelves on May [-]st, and I hope to get a first order.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)