The person in front of him was thin, with tough cheeks and clear edges. The slender and straight hooked nose made him look decisive and resolute.

The only thing that is not a bit uneven is those eyes. It’s not that they are not good-looking, but that they are not as deep and quiet as they imagine, but with some cleverness and cunning.

"Charlotte Swift, private detective, paranormal consultant, occultist enthusiast..."

The title on the business card in his hand made Donald feel a little déjà vu. He wanted to ask if he knew a retired soldier named Watson, but the content changed when he was expelling:

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

"Mr. Grant...I'll call you Donald. You can call me Sherlock, which seems a little more friendly. After all, our relationship may go a step further in the future. Is it OK?"

Sherlock's tone was ups and downs, and his speaking speed was faster than that of ordinary people. He had a good impression of Donald, who could understand the ancient texts he could not understand.

"Can."

Donald never paid much attention to the title, as long as he could recognize people.

It was confirmed that the most critical ancient text translation was passed. Even if both parties entered a formal interview, the requirements for Sherlock to recruit assistants were not as strict as expected, or the most stringent barrier seemed not a problem to Donald.

There is a 12-hour working time, and there is a two-hour meal break in between. The work is to help Sherlock receive the commission, entertain guests, and record some necessary information, and then follow him when he is traveling, helping with some simple tasks along the way, such as doing bunkers when tracking others, buying coffee, etc.

To be precise, it is a job of a concierge and a servitor. The weekly salary is 1 pound, and the monthly salary is nearly 4 pounds and 2 shillings.

Even Donald, who is not clear enough about the price at present, knows how outrageous it is, and his wealth makes people doubt the nature of the job.

"Immunity, this reward does not match the work you are asking for now. If I need to do something special, you can tell me in advance."

I have never seen a scammer in my previous life. The notice posted said that it was from 9 to 5, with a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan. When someone was fooled, it would be exploited layer by layer. In the end, not only did there be no benefits, but I also had to take time and labor into it myself. Therefore, Donald decided to ask the matter clearly before that.

"Special things? Of course there are some. I need you to help me translate some documents. This is an ancient text. This is one of your daily tasks. For the rest, you also see other tasks on your business card, paranormal consultant. That is to say, I often have some special guests, and they need me to help solve some special things, such as... harassed spirits."

When she said this, Sherlock's body turned forward, her eyes floating around and left and right as if she was afraid of something, and her low tone seemed to be telling some unknown fear.

"Uh, that's amazing."

Will I say that I summoned the demons in the sewer last night? They are still in my body now, and they are vengeful spirits and so on... They can't get on the table than demons.

In addition, why can you smell a light fragrance from the person in front of you? Is it a men's perfume?

Do detectives like this kind of thing too?

For this Charlotte Swift, although he looked very reliable, Donald noticed a sense of jumping from his behavior, but it doesn't matter. With such a high salary, he can tolerate even if the employer is a fool.

"Don't you believe it?"

Sherlock should have regarded Donald's plain attitude as contempt or disbelief, so he decided to bring this newly recruited assistant to the world, so he would yell at anything he saw in the future.

In the name of signing a contract and familiarizing yourself with the working environment, Donald followed Sherlock to his detective firm.

According to Sherlock, there is only about five minutes of tutorial and the location is not far away, otherwise he would not have come to the Oak Tavern to issue a recruitment notice.

"This world is not as peaceful as you come into contact with. The evil existence lives around us, perhaps in the sewers under this road, or perhaps some dark lane, they are watching humans and ready to take advantage of the situation."

On the way, Sherlock spared no effort to instill terrifying creatures and supernatural horror into Donald.

"Have you seen it?"

Donald saw that he was talking very well and thought about clichés. Maybe he really knew some secrets.

"Of course I have seen it. Not only monsters, but I have also seen people as strong as monsters. Don't tell people everywhere that I promised others to keep it secret."

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

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

His eyes were randomly circling around the streets. Today should be considered as Donald's real contact with the world. This feeling was like a trip abroad in his previous life, and he was still going to the kind of place with extremely well-preserved historical buildings.

The various cultural and environmental conditions in the foreign countries impacted Donald's original impression of the world. Everything was very fresh, the clothes on pedestrians, the occasionally passing carriage, and the extremely outstanding bell tower in the distance. He subconsciously glanced at the pocket watch, at 10:59:50.

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

The bell rings!

Dang~Dang~Dang~

Three bells ring, the summer sun is a little dazzling, Sherlock ahead talks about the weather, and cloudless sunny days like today are rare in Puston.

On the one hand, because the factories in the industrial zone emit smoke day and night, on the other hand, the North Hack County has always been rainy, just like most parts of the Ryan Empire.

Sunny days are a luxury.

With a casual echo, Donald couldn't feel a trance, and occasionally glanced at the corner of the street, where a man wearing a black dome hat was facing this side, his body stagnant.

A strange vision appeared again, and Donald clearly saw the gray fog on the man's head. It was not just a simple wait and see, he was staring at himself!

Who is this person?

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

"Donald, what's wrong with you?"

Sherlock's voice woke Donald up. Now is not the time to pursue people. There is a detective around him. Some things cannot be shared with others.

"It's nothing. It seems like an acquaintance of mine passed by there just now, and wanted to go up and say hello."

His eyes retracted and turned to Sherlock. Unlike the black fog on the man just now, the white fog on his head was above him.

What does this mean?

He deliberately put his eyes on the pedestrians on the street and wanted to try this ability, but only once looked at it. Before he could take a closer look, his eyes felt a sour feeling, forcing him to close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, everything returned to normal.

Only the eyes that were sore and sore and sore and cried were left.

In addition to being able to move objects in a small way, this is the second ability discovered so far, and its function is unknown.

However, the gray fog above the man's head at the corner of the street 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 remember this place name. Tomorrow is the day to go to work. You can't be late."

Stopping in front of a house is no different from ordinary housing, except that there is an additional wooden sign from the Swift Detective Office outside, which is a wooden pipe.

“The office is on the first floor or…”

"The work area is on the first floor, which is my living room. The second floor is where my brother and I live. He often goes on business trips in other places. The same is true these days. I forgot to tell you that the second floor is a private area. Without my permission, you cannot go up at will. There is no room for negotiation. As long as you find it once, you will be fired. There is no room for negotiation. I will write this one into the contract. Can I accept it?"

Donald had no hobby of peeping at other people's bedrooms, not to mention the bedrooms of two men, and nodded immediately to show his understanding.

The structure of the house is not much different from that of Donald's own house. When you enter the door, you will find a corridor, but the Sherlock family covers a larger area and the corresponding living room area is much larger.

"I have to go upstairs to pick up the draft contract documents and some important things. You can wait for me in the living room and take a look. That table is where you work in the future. You can clean it first."

After Sherlock said that, he left Donald and went upstairs alone.

When you move into the living room, the core existence of the living room is indispensable. The temperature in Puston City is not high in winter. With the fireplace as the origin, Donald looks at the surrounding environment.

There are two opposite brown sofas in front of the fireplace, with a mahogany slap in the middle, and a large table facing the fireplace against the wall, three chairs on the left and right, with file bags, scattered paper, and some snack bags.

On the left side of the table, a brown wooden board similar to the notice board in the oak tavern is right behind the chair, with some small silver push pins fixed to some broken paper and photos. On the right side, facing the window on the first floor, you can see the street outside when you look out.

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

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

When sorting out the information on the desk, since Sherlock said he could read it casually, Donald also looked through the information during the sorting process.

There is a considerable number of murder cases information, and the file bag contains newspapers, victim information, murderer information, summary of crime methods and summary of case solving processes.
Chapter completed!