The person in front of him has a slender figure, strong cheeks, sharp edges and corners, and the slender and straight hooked nose, making him look resolute and determined.

The only thing that doesn't match is those eyes. It's not that they look bad, but they're not as deep and quiet as imagined, but they're a little bit smart and cunning.

"Charlotte Swift, private detective, paranormal consultant, occult lover..."

The title on the business card in his hand made Donald inexplicably have a sense of sight. He wanted to ask him if he knew a retired soldier named Watson, but when he said it, the content changed:

"Hello, my name is Donald Grant, and I have a little research on ancient texts."

"Mr. Grant... I'll still call you Donald. You can call me Sherlock to be kinder. After all, our relationship may go further in the future, okay?"

Sherlock's tone was cadence and he spoke at a faster rate than ordinary people. He was very fond of Donald, who could understand the ancient words that he couldn't understand.

"Can."

Donald has never been too particular about his address, as long as he can recognize people.

After confirming that the most critical ancient text translation has been passed, the two sides will enter a formal interview session. Sherlock's requirements for recruiting assistants are not as strict as imagined, or the most stringent level is in Donald's view. Not a problem.

12 hours of working time, with a two-hour meal break in the middle, the job content is to help Sherlock accept commissions, entertain guests and record some necessary information, and then follow him when he travels, helping him along the way. Do simple tasks like take cover while stalking others, buy coffee, etc.

To be precise, it was a job as a porter and a valet, with a weekly salary of 1 gold pound, and a monthly salary of nearly 4 gold pounds and 2 shillings.

Even Donald, who is still not clear about the price, knows how outrageous this salary is, and the exorbitant amount makes people doubt the nature of this work.

"With all due respect, this remuneration is not in line with the job content you are mentioning now. If you need me to do something special, you can tell me in advance."

It's not that I haven't seen a recruiter in my previous life. The notices posted say that it is 9 to 5, and the monthly salary is 8,000. When people are fooled into it, it is layer upon layer of exploitation. , so Donald decided to ask things out before then.

"Special things? Of course there are. I need you to help me translate some documents, which is this kind of ancient script. This is one of your daily jobs. Others, you also see my other jobs on the business card, Paranormal consultant, which means that I often have special guests who need my help with special things, such as... wraith haunts."

When he said this, Sherlock's body moved forward deliberately, his eyes flickered from side to side as if he was afraid of something, and his low tone seemed to be expressing some unknown fear.

"Uh, amazing."

Would I say that I summoned demons in the sewers last night? People are still in my body now, resentful spirits and so on... Compared with demons, they can't be on the stage.

In addition, why can I smell a light fragrance from this person in front of me, is it a men's perfume?

Do detectives also like this kind of thing?

As for this Charlotte Swift, although he looks very reliable, Donald has noticed a hint of escape from his behavior, but it doesn't matter. Even if the employer is a fool, he can endure such a high salary.

"You do not believe?"

Sherlock rightly regarded Donald's bland attitude as contempt and disbelief, so he decided to bring this newly recruited assistant to see the world, so as not to yell at anything in the future.

In the name of signing a contract and getting acquainted with the working environment, Donald follows Sherlock to his detective agency.

According to Sherlock, there is only about a five-minute tutorial, and the location is not far, otherwise, he would not come to the Oak Tavern to post a job advertisement.

"This world is not as peaceful as you have come into contact with. Evil beings live around us, perhaps in the sewers under this road, or in a dark alley somewhere, watching humans and ready to take advantage of the emptiness. enter."

On the way, Sherlock spared no effort in instilling horror in Donald with horrors of creatures and the supernatural.

"Have you seen it?"

Donald saw what he was saying, thinking of clichés, maybe he really knew some secrets.

"Of course I've seen it. Not only monsters, I've also seen people who are as strong as monsters. Don't tell people everywhere, I promise others to keep it a secret."

"Okay, I'm your assistant now. The employer's words are instructions. Everything I hear will be forgotten after I get off work, and I will remember it again when I go to work tomorrow."

Monsters and people who are as strong as monsters, such information is really general.

His eyes wandered around the streets at will. Today should be regarded as Donald's real contact with the world. This feeling is like a trip abroad in a previous life, and he went to a place where the historical buildings are extremely well preserved.

The various cultures and environmental conditions in foreign countries impacted Donald's original impression of the world. Everything was fresh, from the clothes on the pedestrians, the carriages that occasionally passed by, the extremely prominent clock tower in the distance, and subconsciously glanced at the pocket watch, 10:59:50.

Countdown time in mind: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!

The bell rings!

clang~clang~clang~

The bell rang three times, the summer sun was a little dazzling, and Sherlock in front was talking about the weather. Cloudless sunny days like today are rare in Preston.

On the one hand, the factories in the industrial area emit smoke around the clock, and on the other hand, it is always rainy and rainy in North Hark, just like most of the Lane Empire.

A sunny day is a luxury.

Casually echoing two sentences, Donald felt a trance for no reason, and occasionally glanced at the corner of the street, where there was a man in a black dome hat, facing this side, his figure stagnant.

The strange vision reappeared, Donald clearly saw the gray fog above the man's head, not just watching, he was watching himself!

Who is this guy?

Donald took two steps to catch up, but the man immediately disappeared around the corner.

"Donald, what's wrong with you?"

Sherlock's voice woke Donald up. Now is not the time to go after people, but there is a detective by his side. Some things cannot be shared with others.

"It's nothing. It seemed that an acquaintance of mine passed by there just now. I wanted to go up and say hello."

He looked back and turned to Sherlock. Unlike the black mist on the man just now, the white mist above his head.

What does this actually mean?

He deliberately put his eyes on the pedestrians on the street and wanted to try this ability, but he just glanced at it, and before he could take a closer look, his eyes felt sour, forcing him to close his eyes and open them again. , everything went back to normal.

Only eyes that were sore to tears were left.

In addition to the mental power that can move objects in a small amount, this is the second ability that has been discovered so far, and its function is unknown.

It's just that the gray fog over the man's head on the corner is very similar to the two murderers in the alley. For the time being, he can be regarded as a hostile person, so be careful.

"My office is here, No. 17 Xiangshu Street. You have to write down the name of this place. Tomorrow is the official day to go to work. You can't be late."

Stopping in front of a house, it is no different from ordinary houses, except that there is a wooden sign of Swift Detective Agency outside, and the symbol is a wooden pipe.

"The office is still on the first floor..."

"The work area is on the first floor, which is the living room of my house. The second floor is where my brother and I live. He often goes on business trips, and the same is true these days. I forgot to tell you that the second floor is a private area and I don't have access to You cannot go up at will, there is no room for negotiation, as long as you find out once, you will be dismissed, there is no room for negotiation, I will write this into the contract, can I accept it?"

Donald has no hobby of peeping into other people's bedrooms, let alone the bedrooms of two men, and immediately nodded to show his understanding.

The structure of the house is not much different from that of Donald's house. The entrances are all corridors, but Sherlock's house occupies a larger area, and the corresponding living room area is also much larger. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"The drafted signing documents and some important things are upstairs. I have to go upstairs to pick them up. You are waiting for me in the living room. You can take a look at it. That table is where you will work in the future. You can clean it up first."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he left Donald alone and went upstairs.

Turning to the living room, the core of the living room is the fireplace. The winter temperature in Preston is not low. Taking the fireplace as the starting point, Donald looked at the surrounding environment.

In front of the fireplace were two opposite brown sofas, with a mahogany dwarf in the middle, and against the wall against the fireplace was a large table with three chairs on the left and right, with file bags stacked on them. Scattered papers, bags of some snacks.

The left side of the table is against the wall, and a brown wooden board similar to the notice board in the oak tavern is behind the chair. Some small silver thumbtacks are used to fix some broken papers and photos. The right side is facing the first floor window. Go out and see the street outside.

Choose the left side as the position where you want to sit in the future, facing the window, the lighting is good and you can see the outside scene, so that you will not be exposed to the sun all the time.

Next to it is the door of the living room. If someone knocks on the door, you can get up and open it immediately, and you can walk a few steps less. You can sit and never stand.

Arranging the information on the table, since Sherlock said that you can read it casually, Donald also looked at the information in the process of arranging.

Among them, there is a considerable part of the homicide case information. The file bag contains newspapers, victim information, murderer information, a summary of the modus operandi, and a summary of the process of solving the case.

First, he picked out the complete document bag and sorted it out separately. However, when Donald picked up a document bag marked with the case of floating corpses in the river, the exposed half of the photo caught his attention.