The shop is filled with various retro or modern watches, and is deserted and the ticking sounds of mechanical gears repeat like hypnotic symbols.

"Ancient Demon Spirit Skeleton? This is a hot item."

On the inside of the watch shop, an old man with white face and gray hair was lying on the counter, wearing monocle glasses, carefully observing the slender ribs in his hand, tossing and turning, as if he was inspecting a certain historical antique again.

He looked very serious, but at the end he shook his head and looked up at the young man standing in front of the counter: "It's a pity that he is a cub with congenital defects. Poor little guy, he has osteoporosis when he is alive."

"Can dragons also get osteoporosis?" Charles is more suspicious of this.

He is now located at 23 Martin Street, which is the address Elliot recommended to him. Charles thought it would be a club or trading market, but he didn't expect it to be a watch shop.

Of course, the watch shop is just a disguise on its appearance, and the inside is actually a gathering place for Pita City spellcasters to communicate - which of course also includes transactions and sales.

It was just that Charles had not yet become a true extraordinary person, so he was not allowed to enter the internal club, but relying on the note Elliot gave him, he had the right to trade.

Of course, even if there is not, the boss here probably won't refuse the deal that comes to the door.

"Dragon?" Hearing his doubts, the old man looked down at the bones in his hand and asked, "Are you sure this is a dragon's cub?"

"Of course." Charles was very sure of this - the last pile of bones in a pile of intact keels, unless a dog ran in and mixed with fish eyes, there would be no other accidents.

The old man nodded when he heard this, then took out a few bottles and medicine pestles from the counter, found a few air-dried herbs and chopped them into powder, fiddled for a long time and made a little dark blue liquid, and gently poured it on the bones.

Thorns-

It was like water pouring on the red-hot sword embryo, and a blue mist evaporated. Seeing this, the gray-haired old man hurriedly came up to suck it into his nostrils. He closed his eyes and felt it, then looked at Charles: "It does smell of a dragon, and the fire dragon cub, but unfortunately there is not much dragon flame left in it, otherwise the price would have to be doubled at least."

"Now..."

"How about one pound and ten pounds?" Put down all kinds of tools, and the boss made a formal offer.

In this world, a pound weighs about one pound, and a purchasing power of 10 pounds, or 10 gold pounds, can buy about one-tenth of a suburban home.

Based on the daily wages that Charles gave her newly hired servants, a pound of bone could support her salary for about a quarter.

And the pair of bones on the table seem to weigh no less than 20 pounds.

Charles didn't know whether the price was reasonable, but he had nothing to be satisfied with if he could get so much money by simply getting something.

So he nodded.

"There are 27 pounds and 15 Gushi in total, and you're the whole, 28 pounds."

As he said that, the watch shop owner bent down and started fiddling at the counter. After counting carefully, he got up and handed Charles a bag of gold coins: "Here, let me count for you."

He weighed it with his hands, opened it again and looked carefully, and there was no such thing as not counting it out - even the watch shop owner would not be relieved.

After the inventory was completed, Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

The female chef's job has been done in the past ten years. Of course, this is calculated based on daily wages, which is relatively high. If the contract is changed to annual calculation, the price will drop a lot.

"Is there something I can use?" he asked again after putting away his purse.

Although the transaction was reached, he did not forget what the specific purpose was for, so he naturally planned to take advantage of this to get something.

"Can you use it?" The boss glanced at Charles, touched his chin, and said, "You are not one of us yet. Normally, I can't sell you anything, but since the church recommends you to come here, it's not normal, well, I think about it..."

After pondering for a while, he turned around and went to the room behind the counter. After a while, he walked out with a few books.

"This is "The Sorrow of Akavia", this is "The Thirteen Elements of Carol Spell Casting", and this book, "The Devil Should Go to Hell."

As he said that, he pushed the book to Shire: "It's enough for you to understand some basic situations. It's useless to buy a deeper level now. If you have the chance, it's not too late for you to get in touch with it in the future."

"Okay." Charles responded, looked down at the cover of the book, and the various magical patterns depicted on it excited him.

Although he could cast spells, he didn't know the principles and rules at all, and he was like a headless fly; it was like a headless fly to obtain this basic book so easily now, which was tantamount to him.

"How much?"

"13 gold pounds, thank you for patronizing..."

After walking out of the shop door, the carriage he had hired was still waiting across the street. After getting on the carriage, Charles couldn't wait to open one of the books called "Carol's Thirteen Spell Casting Elements"

But he glanced at a building outside the window from the corner of his eyes, but stopped his movements.

"Stop for a moment, I forgot one thing."

"Okay sir." The carriage and the coachman are charged according to the hour, and the parking time is naturally counted, so the coachman has no objection to this.

Get off the car and leave the book in the car for the time being. Then he glanced at a building on the side of the road and walked up.

It was a four-story wooden building that looked no different from other buildings around it. The multi-page glass windows were small and narrow, and the balcony was enclosed and looked quite dilapidated.

However, there is a special sign hanging on a floor of the building - Xiaoling Detective Office

Private detectives are not very popular in this era, and there are not many people who can be listed and opened. So although this place is a bit dilapidated, Charles did not underestimate it.

So after walking into it, he politely asked the young lady sitting in a chair drinking tea: "Dispatch, are you accepting the commission for investigation here?"

Seeing that business came to the door, a woman dressed like a gentleman quickly put down her cup and stood up: "Yes, what do you need to investigate?"

"Will you keep the customer confidential?" Charles asked in advance. He didn't want anyone to know anything he did, although this was actually not very important.

"Of course, confidentiality is the basic rule of our industry." The woman poured a cup of black tea for Charles as she said.

Shire nodded and thanked, and then said: "Please help me investigate the recent events in Canyon Town outside the city, as well as the life and deeds of Mrs. Rhine, the former owner of Black Maple Fort in Canyon Town..."
Chapter completed!