Struggle in the Steam Age

After tidying 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 which was partitioned as a magic research room in the future, and most of it was used as an exercise room. Now both women are familiarizing themselves with their new weapons in this exercise room.

"How are these things useful?" Lawrence asked after entering the door. "Although I asked you for hand molds and tail molds before, the dwarf who made these weapons specifically reminded me that these things need to be adjusted with me before I can really use them smoothly."

"It's a bit awkward, but you should be able to get used to it quickly. I have to say that the craftsmanship of the dwarves is indeed much better than that of ordinary human blacksmiths." Safiel said with a slight flick of his wrist to make two daggers appear in his hand Go up, and then quickly stab the bundle of wooden sticks in front of you as the target.

In the choice of weapon style before, the two daggers that Safiel chose had narrower blades but thicker blades than normal daggers, but now it seems that he chose such weapons to match his swordsmanship. For example, now Lawrence finds that her swordsmanship is obviously mainly based on stabbing, and at the same time, each attack is the weak part of the target.

Fatina's Tail Knife, who was practicing on the other side of the room, was very mediocre. After all, she was just a spellcaster rather than a professional fighter. Obviously she also knew this, so she just practiced the trick of suddenly pulling out her tail repeatedly, hoping that in the future, she would be able to have a blow when the enemy got close to her in certain situations.

Just when Lawrence was about to exercise, a bell suddenly sounded at the door. Before he could react, Safiel put the two daggers into his sleeves and walked downstairs.

"Someone knocking on the door? I'll go down and have a look." Sai Feier went out and went downstairs, and 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 Safir walked in. "Who knocked on the door downstairs just now?"

"Our neighbor is also the vice chairman of the self-government committee of this street. He came to ask us what we do on behalf of other shops on this street after we moved in today." Safiel shrugged. "After all, this street is a relatively high-end commercial street. If the shops we open don't fit the atmosphere of this street, they have every reason to drive us away."

"Zhi, do they have any objections to our 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. Our detective agency feels a bit out of place with the surrounding environment."

"That's why we said those words just now." There was a narrow smile on the corner of Safiel's mouth. "Because there is no precedent, they don't know whether it is appropriate to open our store here, but after learning that we have Lawrence, a licensed detective of the White Eagle Federal Eagle Fort Special City Police Department and the "Federal Medical Journal" ’ cover paper authors, they tend to give us that opportunity.”

"In this case, he hopes that we can prove our worth so as to convince everyone on this street. So he assigned us a mission just now. Of course, this can be regarded as the first mission our detective agency has received. Single business."

"Oh? Mission, what mission?" Lawrence asked. "I see that there are quite a lot of jewelry stores on this street, so it's not a task for us to catch some jewelry thieves."

"Of course not, but it may have something to do with thieves." Safiel nodded. "There is an old Henry antique store on the other side of the street. A week ago, the staff on duty at night in that store heard some strange noises coming from the room, and even saw dark shadows flashing across the empty room."

"The owner of that shop hired some people to investigate, and at the same time 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 figure out what was going on in the store."

"Sounds like it's haunted." Lawrence tapped his chin lightly with his right index finger. "Why don't they go to the church? I remember the church is better at this kind of thing."

"I also asked this question at the time, and then the vice president told me that the church would only deal with the problems encountered by its own believers before no one was harmed. The shopkeeper, as a believer of the goddess of wealth, also asked about the church of wealth, and he found that There is simply too much money to donate to solve this problem."

"As for the Church of the Dawn Lord, facing this situation, they would bring their own dry food to the door, but you know that kind of antique shop often sells some unjust things. If paladins or priests find clues, it will be troublesome." It's really big."

"Hey, you just said that this is a business, can you tell me how much money we can make from this business?" Fatina looked up at Safiel and asked curiously. "I heard that the antique dealers on this street are very rich, so is there 50 yuan for the reward?"

"Don't think about it, it's more difficult to get those rich people to pay a penny more than to let a camel go through the eye of a needle." Safiel shook his head chicly. "So the old miser was only willing to give us 25 yuan, and the reason was that the monster didn't hurt anyone, so it wasn't worth too much money."

"Well, 25 is 25. After all, if our store wants to gain a foothold here, some things have to be done even if we lose money." Lawrence smiled, "Now let's sign that contract first, and then rest for a while to recuperate, It doesn't look dangerous right now, but we'd better be fully prepared."

At eight o'clock in the evening, the sun had already set, and night shrouded the entire city. Lawrence and the three of them arrived at the Henry Antique Store at the end of the street under the light of the gas lamps on the street.

how to say? This is an antique shop that fits the public's stereotype of antique shops very well. The entire façade is deliberately old, from the exterior walls, to shop doors and windows, and black wrought iron to create gold-painted signboards.

There is a small sign on the corner of the shop window. It said, "Job Position: Apprentice; Weekly Salary 50 cents, with commission; Requirements: Age under 25 years old, good looks..."

"Hey, this boss is a bit dark." Fatina tilted her head and looked at the signboard and said, "Ordinary skilled workers earn about 10 yuan a month, and even low-level shop assistants who provide board and lodging earn three yuan a month." It’s about money. It’s a little bit—”

"So I heard that the turnover of staff in this store is very fast." Safiel said when he opened the door. "Okay, now let's go in and talk to the clerk inside. I hope this matter can be settled in one night. After all, this is the first business of our detective agency since it opened. It's best to have a good start. .”