The second floor in front of the candy store is sealed and has only two windows, but you can go around to the back, where there is an open balcony and direct access to the second floor.
Rawls estimated the distance and height. After a run-up of more than ten meters, he jumped up and easily grabbed the raised position on the edge of the balcony. Using the strength of his waist and abdomen, he swung his body and legs, and jumped up again to grab it.
The railing of the balcony. My arms drove my body up and turned into the balcony.
Although there was a door between the balcony and the interior, he squatted downstairs and discovered that the door was not locked, but half-open. He slowly pushed the half-open wooden door open, which had been corroded by moisture all year round.
As long as the movement of the wooden door is slightly large, it is easy to make noise.
Entering the second floor along the balcony, you can clearly see the layout of the house through today's crimson moonlight. The place where Rawls is now is the living room, and there are two closed rooms opposite, one of which should be a bedroom.
The living room is very empty. There is neither a sofa nor a coffee table. There is only a low table and a few wooden chairs covered with old cushions. Two aprons are hung on the wooden chairs, and there is a candlestick on the low table. This one near the balcony
On one side of the wall were piled five or six familiar sacks, emitting a pungent herbal smell.
Slowly and almost silently, he moved to the low table, pulled out the half candle, and took out the candle he carried from his windbreaker pocket and inserted it into it. This was a candle with some special materials added, so there was no need to use matches.
It can be easily ignited with just spiritual friction.
Picking up the candlestick, Rawls walked to the sacks and squatted down. He opened one bag and the strong and pungent smell of herbs came out. He opened a few more bags and after confirming that they were all herbs, tied them up.
After searching carefully along the living room for a while, I found that there was nothing special except for two rooms with open doors, and then I slowly went down the stairs to the first floor.
Unlike the east-west layout upstairs, the first floor of the candy store has a north-south layout. After going downstairs, Rawls went directly to the candy making area.
With the help of the dim candlelight, Rolls glanced around and found the thing he paid most attention to during the day, the strange copper spoon placed in the copper pot. He picked up the copper spoon and looked at the one that was obviously much thicker.
There is a brass-colored spoon handle. There is an obvious glass pillar on the back of the spoon handle. There are scale scratches next to the glass pillar. There is a finger-sized glass bubble at the connection between the spoon handle and the spoon.
thermometer?
Rawls, who probably guessed what it was, was a little excited. He didn't know why there was no such thing as a thermometer in this world. Even Russell Edison, the king of inventions, did not invent such a thing.
Carefully bringing the candle flame to the glass bulb, he saw an orange line immediately "choke" up. Rawls was so frightened that he quickly moved the candlestick away. He almost forgot that the temperature of the candle was very high when it burned.
Putting the copper spoon into the copper pot, Rawls came to the long table where sugar was made. There were several small equipment on it. After playing with it for a few times, he didn't find anything particularly strange.
There were either bags of sugar or flour placed near the long table. There was no trace of the things Hillier secretly added when making candies during the day.
So it's still in the two rooms above?
Rawls touched his chin. He had just confirmed that both rooms were tightly closed. Unless he violently broke down the door, he would definitely not be able to open it. He did not have such skills. But that would be better than killing the Hilliers.
Arrested and interrogated!
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The Brave Man Bar has been closed. The "gas explosion" that occurred on this street last week really scared many nearby merchants. Although the "Punisher" of the Church of Steam provided door-to-door services, the explosion still could not be saved.
impact here.
What's more, it's already midnight, and Tiemen Street, where even the gas streetlights are sparse, is deserted. There is only a figure parked in front of the door of the Brave Man Bar.
The figure was wearing a black knee-length trench coat, a top hat, and leaning on a cane, knocking slowly on the closed door.
After knocking on the door for several minutes, an old voice sounded.
"The bar is closed now, come back tomorrow!"
"Caspars, I have something to ask you about, about Ian Wright."
After a long silence, there was the sound of unlocking the door. The door of the bar opened, and an old man with rosacea and terrible scars on his face came out. He held a revolver in his hand and pointed it at the man in front of him.
Kaspars looked at the man opposite him. He had an extremely ordinary face, neither handsome nor ugly, with a gradually receding hairline. If such a person were to wear more ordinary clothes and walk into the crowd,
It will disappear soon.
"How do you know about Ian?" Caspars had a calm face and a low voice, like an old wolf, warning the enemy who coveted him.
Rawls, who changed his appearance again with the help of the "Changing Mask", stared at the revolver and said:
"We helped him leave Backlund, and he promised to work for us in the future."
"He hasn't come back yet..."
Rawls interrupted Kaspars' answer, pointed to the revolver in his hand and said:
"I know, I'm here to find the two Beyonders who escorted Ian away from Backlund."
After a long silence, a cold voice came from nearby.
"Bring him in."
Kaspars put away the revolver, turned around and limped and led Rawls into the bar, letting him enter the room where the living corpses were playing cards.
A dozen pale living corpses stared at Rawls who had just walked into the house, their eyes showing a desire for flesh and blood, as if they would tear his body apart in the next moment.
Maric, who was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, was also pale, and the malice in his eyes seemed to be revealed. He raised his chin, not hiding his disgust for Rawls:
"Are you from MI9? Why are you here to see me?"
"Can you make the decision?" Rawls glanced at the living corpses around him, "Where is the 'revengeful soul'?"
A figure suddenly appeared in the room. She was pale, delicate in appearance, wearing a small black bonnet and a gothic palace dress of the same style. She was none other than "The Resentful Soul" Sharon.
Sharon looked at Rawls, who had an extremely ordinary appearance, and said nothing, waiting for Rawls to speak first.
"I have a task that I want to entrust to you, which involves the 'Rose School'..."
Rawls paused, and Maric stood up slowly, with his sharp black claws stretched out. Like an ogre, he let his bloody tongue slide across his white teeth, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
meaning.
"Although you and them are members of the same organization, your ideas are different, right?" Rawls spread his hands and let his cane almost fall to the ground, but he quickly caught it, "The body is the prison of the mind, and the world is
It is the prison of the body, where madness is restrained and desires are suppressed, so I am willing to cooperate with you."
The cruelty on Maric's pale face disappeared, and he looked at Sharon, waiting for her to make a decision.
Sharon's floating body slowly fell down, and her blue eyes looked at Rawls:
"What is the mission?"
The ability of "bribery" is really difficult to detect! Even an extraordinary person like "Resentful Soul" who has the ability of divination and anti-divination can find it difficult to detect. Or maybe the blessing of "Uncertain Mist" makes it difficult to detect.
My "bribery" was more secretive and unnoticed.
Rawls held the cane with both hands and said:
"The task I received is very simple, but I want to get more. Marquis Edwin told me about your existence, and I hope to use your power to help me. As for the relatively simple task, I can also complete it independently, but
In order to gain more gains, I need your help."
The two people before the meeting were silent and did not ask about the identity of Marquis Edwin. Rawls shook his head and continued:
"Help me go to a house to find something. They are all ordinary people. I need you to complete this thing without alerting them. The second half of the task is to use that thing and your identity to lure us together.
enemies."
Even because of those words just now, Maric, who responded with a friendly attitude, also raised a question:
"Why should we trust you?"
Rawls raised his eyebrows, knowing that this matter was mostly successful, he paused his cane:
"First of all, we are very tolerant to you. Although you are not the same kind as those people, you are from the Rose School after all, from the Highland Kingdom of the Southern Continent. Secondly, we helped you in the last time and allowed you to successfully bring the
That little guy left Backlund and did not pursue the 'gas explosion' you caused. Thirdly, we are helping you get rid of your enemies, which will be helpful for your future survival in Backlund."
Rawls did not promise anything. Although he could take the initiative to sign a contract with Sharon, "MI9" is now stronger than Sharon and Maric in terms of situation and strength.
It will only arouse suspicion.
His "bribery" only made Sharon and Maric have a good impression of him, not the "wisdom" of "The Fool"!
Sharon, who looked pale and looked like a ghost, said erratically:
"I can help you complete the first part of the mission, but we need to make a contract later."
Rawls frowned and pretended to think about Sharon's proposal. After ten seconds, he gritted his teeth and agreed:
"Yes, but you have to help me complete the first part first, so that I can talk to Marquis Edwin."
"When does it begin?"
Sharon's words almost stunned Rawls. He coughed and took out his pocket watch to check the time:
"Now."
…
Outside the candy store, Rawls pointed to the closed door and signaled Sharon "The Resentful Ghost" to start.
Sharon floated with her feet off the ground and looked up at the "29" on the door, her tone unwavering:
"Candy shop?"
"Yes, it has something to do with that little guy. This kind of thing is very common in the extraordinary world, isn't it?"
Rawls did not specify the task before, and Sharon did not ask. This was a tacit understanding of cooperation.
Sharon nodded. She had been taught by a teacher and had enough understanding of this kind of thing. Her body seemed to be blown by the wind and floated to the door of the candy store. Without any specific movement, the door opened.
Rawls looked at the opened door. He originally thought that Sharon was going to use the special characteristics of the "Wraith Soul" to directly pass through the door and open it from the inside, but he never thought that it would be opened like this.
Does "criminal" also include sliding doors and picking locks? Isn't this a patent of the Gou San family?
"Won't you leave traces like this?"
"No." With just one sentence, Sharon drifted in.
Rawls shook his head, looked at the open door and walked in.
Following the same pattern, Rawls entered another room besides the bedroom. This room was very large. In the middle was a black cauldron that was almost the same as the copper pot used to boil sugar downstairs. A strong and pungent smell filled the room.
Covering the whole room.
On one side of the wall is a huge cabinet, which contains glass bottles containing liquids of various colors. Each glass bottle has a label. Take out a bottle of yellow liquid, with only the cork opened, a rich lemon.
The smell comes out from the mouth of the bottle.
Is it something like an additive made from herbs?
Frowning, he put the glass bottle back into the cupboard. Rawls did not take out the remaining glass bottles, but opened the door under the cupboard. Under the dim candlelight were stacks of neatly arranged parchment.
But after reading through it carefully, Rawls found that it was full of recipes for various candies, which had nothing to do with the Difference Engine manuscript. He was disappointed and put all the recipes back as they were.
After another search, but still found nothing, just when Rawls was about to give up, Sharon's voice sounded.
"what are you looking for?"
Rawls looked at Sharon, who looked more like a ghost under the candlelight, sighed, took out a piece of parchment from the cupboard, and said in a low voice:
"It's similar to these things, but the things recorded are different. The content above should be about a piece of machinery."
Sharon reached out and took the parchment over, closing her eyes as if reading the information on it. Extraordinary "revenge souls" of the alien path can transform into spirit bodies, directly contact the spirit world, and obtain information. Therefore, they naturally
The earth has the ability of divination and counter-divination without any preparation.
After a while, Sharon opened her eyes, looked at Rawls with her blue eyes, and said calmly:
"You didn't lie to me. I found what you said."
…
After leaving the candy store and looking at Sharon floating in front of her, Rawls finally figured out the meaning of the first half of her sentence. She knew from divination that these things were related to the Rose School, so she said that Rawls did not deceive her.
.
Do all people who know fortune-telling talk like this? No wonder Huang Tao calls a "divination expert" when he meets one. This way of speaking is really troublesome.
However, Sharon should still have the element of playing the role of a "revengeful spirit", but the "resentful spirit" does not speak, the "puppet" does not speak, the "silent disciple" does not speak, and the "ancient evil object" is a giant cloth.
Baby, if someone who is suitable for the "provocateur" path chooses this path, it will be the greatest torture!