After leaving the doctor's psychological clinic, the sun was already setting outside. Seeing the sunset in the misty city, Xia De, who was walking on the road, had the illusion that he seemed to have passed away.
He was an ordinary person half a day ago, but now he can light a piece of paper with his mind...
"It's actually not that bad."
Thinking about it carefully, I almost didn't pay anything and got everything now, which seems a bit too lucky.
"But according to the doctor, in addition to the required credits for studying, you must also complete the practical tasks of the college every academic year and get the practical credits. Otherwise, even if you are promoted to the second ring, you will have to repeat the grade."
Life seemed to be on the right track, which made the foreigners who were thinking about receiving relief food yesterday feel a little unreal. His plan can be further updated, and with strength, the work of the detective agency can continue.
Xia De has already planned to complete the three-month mission of the former detective. Of course, the premise is to complete at least one official commission to see if he is suitable.
Still hiked home to save money, but ate dinner at a restaurant to celebrate.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I returned home. After studying the doctor's notes a little, I learned that thaumaturgy and conjuration actually have formal courses in the academy. But corresponding to the spiritual runes, everyone has different explorations, and from this, personal thaumaturgy can be born. It can be exchanged, or just let yourself learn.
From this point of view, instead of studying thaumaturgy by oneself, it is better to wait for the textbook and learn some common thaumaturgy first. But Xia De still couldn't bear his curiosity, and spent the night exploring the spirit runes.
Thought affects matter, mind interferes with reality. As a result, before going to bed, the power of [Time and Space] could not be aroused at all, and Xia De could only make his fingertips emit a slight silver light, which was the thaumaturgy of the [Silver Moon] rune.
The light was very peaceful, staring at it could make Xia De feel at ease.
"It's useless...At least it can save some gas bills...Speaking of which, do I need to pay for the water, gas and steam bills of this house?"
With such bad thoughts, he fell asleep in exhaustion.
Outside the window, the night sky hangs high in March, and the brightest phase of the silver moon has passed, but the silver moon still shines on him.
While both the Doctor and Miss Writer agree that the fallout from the Ring Warlock's inauguration is not so easily overlooked, the detective will probably be in bed for three days.
But Xia De, who woke up on time at 6:30 the next morning, didn't feel any difference from yesterday.
He lay on the bed for a while, thinking about the relationship between the world and life, and then his embarrassing financial situation pulled his thoughts to a lower and more realistic level.
Only then did he stretch his fingers to his face, and then saw the faint silver light on his fingertips. After staring at the light for a while, he let out a little breath. The bad mood because of the thought of the dry wallet suddenly improved, and he didn't even think about the gas bill that he thought of before going to bed yesterday.
I got up and washed, and waited for the newspaper and milk at the door on time at seven o'clock. I didn't read the newspaper yesterday because I got up too early. In fact, when I got home last night, I saw the "Tobesk Morning Post" and "Kingdom Morning Post" thrown on the floor mat.
Of course, starting next month, you will have to pay for the newspaper yourself.
After drinking two bottles of milk, he put the empty milk bottle in the milk box at the door when he went out for breakfast. Although Dr. Schneider told Xia De to take a good rest for three days, Xia De didn't feel any abnormality in himself, thinking that this was the characteristic of a strong soul of a foreigner.
Therefore, today I still plan to try the commission left by the former detective.
Mr. Lawrence's mistress's investigation is not going to intervene for the time being. After three days, I will ask the doctor and others about the pebble ring before making any plans.
Among the remaining three commissions, it is still difficult to find Miss White's missing sister and find out about a doctor who can treat eye diseases, so today's task is to find Miss Mia Sangold's lost orange cat.
In fact, the former detective Hamilton had already found the cat, but did not hand it over in order to leave a simple task for Shad. So Xia De just needs to pick it up and return it to the client.
I had breakfast at a restaurant near the Place de Saint-Terraine, rolled up the newspaper under my arm, and walked east along the Avenue des Charles. Waited a bit at the next intersection, watching the crowds getting ready for work in the early Monday morning mist.
Then I turned left into the somewhat narrow Purple Iris Alley, glanced at the weeds in the corner that were unusually strong due to the arrival of summer, and carefully avoided the barefoot children running wildly in the alley. According to the detective's notes, stopped downstairs in the building where "Good Peter's Pet Store" was hung.
His nose could smell the smell of fermented animal feces, but just as he was about to knock on the door, the door of the pet store opened by itself. A girl with long brown hair came out. She looked very young, holding a red lady's handbag in her hand.
After seeing Xia De, he was taken aback for a moment, then nodded politely, bypassed Xia De and walked eastward along the Purple Iris Lane.
Xia De's gaze followed her, watching the brown-haired girl merge into the crowd at the alley.
"she......"
Of course, it wasn't love at first sight. The moment he saw the other party, Xia De suddenly had a strange feeling. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"It was as if at that moment, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and only a spotlight hit her. She was the protagonist of the stage..."
"That's from the Church of the Sun, young man, you'd better not make any unnecessary ideas."
Only then did he notice that in front of the pet store behind him, a middle-aged man with a distilled nose and a big nose was looking at Xia De who turned around.
The smell of fermented animal feces mixed with food on the middle-aged man was even worse. He was wearing blue jumpsuits, a coat with no original color on his upper body, and black boots with mud on his feet.
"What's matter?"
asked the middle-aged man.
"Hi, I'm from the Hamilton Detective Agency, I'm here to pick you up...please wait."
Xia De withdrew the wonderful feeling he had just now, and looked at the note in the former detective's notebook:
"An orange cat, about half a year old, with a pure white tail, an orange pattern on the left front leg, and other pure white legs. Its name is Mia."
He described the characteristics of the orange cat, but unexpectedly the expression of the man inside the door changed drastically.
"You don't want to tell me that cat is lost, do you?"
Xia De's face also changed drastically, and he pressed the door frame and asked in a low voice. A previous detective had paid for the cat to be kept here, and the client, who was described as a "good-spending lady", offered £2.3s to find the cat, even allowing reimbursement for reasonable expenses incurred during the search.
This kind of bidding is extremely unreasonable, but it also shows the anxiety of cat owners. For such a high remuneration, if "Good Peter's Pet Store" hadn't been closed on weekends, Shade's first commission would definitely not be Mr. Lawrence's mistress.