Struggle in the Steam Age

Although Lawrence still has some difficulties in understanding the murder case, for example, he and her pronunciation are different in the common Kante language, and the middle-aged priest clearly used the word "her" when describing the murderer. In other words, the murderer was a female backup dancer.

He didn't think that an ordinary woman could cut a person in half, especially the priest. In the narration just now, there was no change in the murderer.

However, thinking that he was just a person who had just become a superhuman for a few days, Lawrence wisely did not express any views. He felt that since experienced transcendents felt that there was no problem, there was no need for him to worry about it here. This case should be purely a criminal case as the priest said.

Throughout the day, Lawrence has been reading the "Introduction to Alchemy" that he borrowed yesterday and learning to make a little something else. At 5:30 in the afternoon, he added five or six small things that he usually used to another box in his belt.

It has to be said that Bai Ze is indeed a mythical beast that symbolizes knowledge, and its bloodline allows Lawrence to get twice the result with half the effort in learning alchemy. At least during lunch, he learned from Peter that the failure rate of ordinary superhumans in alchemy was more than three times that of his current unskilled situation.

After tidying up the table, Lawrence took out his formal suit of white shirt, black vest, black trousers and black coat that he went to see the professor last time from the cabinet, and put it on. Then he took out a bottle of St. Gutenberg Cathedral’s self-brewed wine bought from the cafeteria for 65 cents, wrapped it in a beautiful colored paper, and attached a small greeting card at the end.

When everything was ready, Lawrence put on a bowler hat and carried the bottle of wine out of the St. Gutenberg Cathedral through the back door and walked towards McKinley Street, which is not far from the St. Gutenberg Cathedral. Edward's family lived in that place.

"After doing a few tasks to save money, I should go out to rent a house first, and then buy a better pocket watch." Walking on the street, Lawrence thought that for Lawrence, who used to be able to take out his mobile phone to check the time anytime, anywhere, Mastering the time made him feel a little inconvenient. And as a college graduate, not having a pocket watch would seem shabby socially.

"But thank God, the Silver Federation is not Britton, otherwise, in order to maintain dignity, you would have to spend a fortune on a basically useless cane." Thinking about the habits on the other side of the ocean, Lawrence suddenly felt that he was lucky.

The streets here are much cleaner than the place where he lived before, and the main body of the street is paved with square stone slabs. On the sidewalks on both sides of the street, a large tree with a graceful posture is planted, and black iron gas street lamps are erected in the gap between the big trees.

In Lawrence's memory, these street lamps with pipe networks only appeared in this city ten years ago. In the past, these lamps were fish oil lamps, and the smell was not pleasant when burned. Today, the old fish oil lamps are still lit on some minor streets.

Fifteen minutes later, Lawrence appeared on McKinley Street. People living in this street have some identities, but there are people who are obviously not particularly identifiable.

After entering this street, Lawrence found that there were almost identical three-story townhouses on both sides of the street. The first floor of them is made of a kind of white stone, and the second and third floors are made of red bricks. The roof is a double pitched roof covered with dark blue tiles.

"Let me think about it, No. 12 McKinley Street. This is No. 8... No. 10, here we go." This kind of identical house brought some troubles to Lawrence, so he nailed it to the mailbox in front of each house A brass plaque marked the room number. So Lawrence quickly found the location of Edward's house.

At this time, the clock on the church in the distance struck six times, indicating that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Lawrence hurriedly avoided the patio outside the window of the semi-basement surrounded by wrought iron railings, and then climbed three flights of stairs and knocked on the black door.

"Carl, go and open the door." A middle-aged woman's shout came from the room, and with the sound of kicking him, the door opened, and a young boy in sweatshirt opened the door. "Sir, are you—"

"Ah, I'm Edward's classmate. Mr. Frank invited me to his house for dinner yesterday." Lawrence explained that he felt that the boy in front of him was very similar to Edward, and he should be his younger brother.

"Are you the Lawrence my brother always talks about?" Carl looked at Lawrence's silver-white hair curiously. "Come in quickly, my brother has been talking about you for a long time."

After entering the door, there is a vestibule with a black and white mosaic floor, and an umbrella stand is placed by the door. Two brown chairs are positioned against the stairs.

"Who's here?" Just as Lawrence was observing the house that he hadn't seen much in his two lifetimes, a door on the wall behind the stairs opened. A fat middle-aged woman with brown hair came out of it.

"It's our guest tonight, Lawrence. My father told us about it yesterday." Carl turned his head and replied, and then introduced Lawrence. "This is my mother—"

"Hello, Mrs. Hans." Lawrence quickly took off his hat, and then bowed slightly. Then he handed over the bottle of wine in his hand.

"What a polite child, you can just call me Molly." Edward's mother looked like a very kind and cheerful woman, and she opened the package with a smile. "Ah, the wine produced by St. Gutenberg's Cathedral. This is a good gift. Well, let Karl accompany you to the living room to rest for a while, and have a meal later."

After speaking, Molly returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. And Lawrence entered the living room through a door on the left hand side of the front hall under Carl's guidance.

There is a oriel window in the living room, and the golden-red sunset shines through the leaves of the street trees into the window, and also makes a group of white cloth sofas in the living room bathed in dappled sunlight.

In the center of the sofa is a black lacquer tea table in the style of Aurora at the eastern end of the Old World. On the table is a slightly gaudy rose in a vase drawn with red paint. The same Aurora-style porcelain with blue patterns on a white background is placed on the table.

"You may have to wait for a while." Carl skillfully brewed two cups of green and clear tea soup with the tea set, and then handed one of them to Lawrence. "My elder brother and my father won't be back until half an hour later, and the police station doesn't get off work until after six o'clock."

After taking the teacup, the two chatted. Just like what Edward told Lawrence before, the Hans family has a sister who is married to a port manager and a younger brother who is going to college this year.

So the chat between Lawrence and Carl quickly turned into the content of entrance exams for various universities. After chatting for more than half an hour, there was another knock on the door.

Carl immediately stood up and opened the door, and Frank and Edward, who were wearing black police uniforms, soon walked into the living room.

"It's good that you're fine." Looking at Lawrence's appearance which is very different from before, even though Frank had told Edward these things before, the huge change in Lawrence still made him stunned for a moment, but then he took a step forward and hugged him vigorously Lawrence. "And brother, you look much more handsome now than you used to."

"Sorry, I really couldn't do anything for safety—" Lawrence patted Edward on the back and said.

"It's okay, I understand." Edward seemed relieved instead. "Our police often make such sacrifices, so I understand you."

Just as everyone was exchanging greetings, Mrs. Hans' voice came from the kitchen. "Okay gentlemen, it's time to eat."

"Let's go eat, we can talk again after dinner." Mr. Frank interrupted everyone's greetings, and then led them to the restaurant behind the stairs.