After cleaning up the room, Lawrence went directly to the third floor. The third floor was divided into two parts during the decoration. A small part of the area was separated as a future magic research room, while the majority was used as a sports room. Now
Both women are getting acquainted with their new weapons in the exercise room.
"How is it, are these things useful?" Lawrence asked after entering. "Although I asked you for hand molds and tail molds before, the dwarf who made these weapons later specifically reminded me that these things need to be with me.
It only takes a little running-in to make it feel comfortable to use.”
"It's a bit awkward, but you should get used to it soon. I have to say that the craftsmanship of the dwarves is indeed much better than that of ordinary human blacksmiths." Saiphiel said with a flick of his wrist to make two daggers appear in his hand.
Then he quickly stabbed at the wooden sticks bundled in front of him as a target.
In the previous selection of weapon styles, the two daggers Sephiel chose had narrow blades but thicker blades than normal daggers. But now it seems that he chose such weapons to match his swordsmanship.
For example, now Lawrence discovered that her swordsmanship was obviously focused on stabbing, and at the same time, every move attacked the weak part of the target.
Fatina's tail sword training on the other side of the room is very average. After all, she is just a spell caster and not a professional warrior. It is obvious that she also knows this, so she just repeats the practice of suddenly pulling out her tail to attack.
I hope that in the future, I can be able to hit hard when the enemy is close to me in some situations.
Just when Lawrence was about to exercise, the sound of a bell suddenly came from the door. Before he could react, Saphire put the two daggers into his sleeves and walked downstairs.
"Is there someone knocking on the door? I'll go down and have a look." As she said this, Saifeir went out and walked downstairs. She didn't return to the exercise room from downstairs until more than ten minutes later.
"What happened?" Lawrence turned his head and asked as Saphire walked in. "Who was knocking on the door downstairs just now?"
"Our neighbor is also the vice-chairman of the autonomous committee of this street. After seeing us move in today, he came over on behalf of other shops on this street to ask what we do." Seifer shrugged.
"After all, this street is a relatively high-end commercial street. If the store we open does not fit the atmosphere of this street, they have every reason to drive us away."
"Squeak, do they have any objections to us opening a detective agency here?" Fatina asked at this time. "After all, I think this road is either a library or a museum, or some high-end clothing stores or jewelry stores. Ours
The detective agency feels a bit out of place with the surrounding environment.”
"That's why we just said those words." A narrow smile appeared on the corner of Saifei's mouth. "Because there is no precedent, they don't know whether it is appropriate to open our store here.
But when they learned that among us was Lawrence, a chartered detective from the White Eagle Federal Eagle Fort Special City Police Department and the author of the cover paper of the Federal Medical Journal, they were inclined to give us this opportunity."
"In this case, he hopes that we can prove our worth in order to convince everyone on this street. So he just assigned us a task. Of course, this can be regarded as the first task our detective agency has received.
Single business.”
"Oh? Mission, what mission?" Lawrence asked. "I think there are many jewelry stores on this street. It's not a mission for us to catch some jewelry thief."
"Of course not, but it may have something to do with the thieves." Saphire nodded. "There is an Old Henry antique store at the other end of the street. Starting a week ago, the staff on duty at that store at night heard some strange things coming from the room.
There was a loud sound, and I even saw a dark shadow flashing across the empty room."
"The owner of that shop therefore hired some people to investigate, and also sent additional people to patrol at night. But not only did they find nothing, but the shop was even more noisy than before. This strange situation made the whole street
Everyone in the store was a little uneasy, so he wanted us to find out what was going on in the store."
"It sounds like it's haunted." Lawrence tapped his chin with his right index finger. "Why don't they go to the church? I remember that the church is better at handling this kind of thing."
"I also asked about this issue at the time, and then the vice president told me that the church will only deal with the problems encountered by its own believers until no one is harmed. The shop owner, as a believer of the Goddess of Wealth, also asked the Wealth Church, and he found
There is simply too much money that needs to be donated to solve this problem.”
"As for the Bishop of the Dawn, when faced with this situation, he will bring his own dry food to the door, but you know that antique stores often sell some not-so-just things. If there are any clues discovered by the paladins or priests, it will be troublesome.
It’s really big.”
"Squeak, you just said this is a business. Can you tell me how much money we can make from this business?" Fatina raised her head and looked at Saifei and asked curiously. "I heard that all the antique dealers on this street are...
I’m very rich, so is the reward 50 yuan?”
"Don't think about it. It's more difficult to get those rich people to pay an extra penny than to let a camel go through the eye of a needle." Saifeir shook his head coolly. "So that old miser only gave us 25 yuan.
The reason is that the monster didn't hurt anyone, so it's not worth much money."
"Okay, 25 is 25. After all, our store needs to be established here, and there are some things we have to do even if we lose money." Lawrence smiled, "Now let's sign the contract first, and then rest for a while to recuperate, even if
It doesn't look dangerous now, but we'd better be fully prepared."
At eight o'clock in the evening, the sun had already set, and darkness enveloped the entire city. Lawrence and the three of them arrived at Henry's antique store at the end of the street under the illumination of the gas street lamps.
How should I put it? This is an antique store that very much conforms to the public's stereotype of an antique store. The entire facade is deliberately aged, from the exterior wall to the store door and display window, and there is also a black wrought iron sign with gold accents.
There is a small signboard in the corner of the shop window. It reads, "Position: Apprentice; weekly salary of 50 cents, with commission; conditions: age under twenty-five, appearance..."
"Squeak, the boss of this store is a bit shady." Fatina tilted her head and looked at the signboard before saying, "An ordinary skilled worker earns about 10 yuan a month, and even a low-level clerk with room and board only earns 3 yuan a month.
It’s about money. Just paying two yuan a month is a bit——”
"So I heard that the turnover of clerks in this store is very fast." Saifei said as he opened the door. "Okay, now let's go in and talk to the clerk inside. I hope we can solve this matter in one night.
After all, this is our first business since the detective agency opened, so it’s best to have a good start.”