Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 After finishing the room, Lawrence went directly to the third floor. The third floor was divided into two parts during the decoration. A small part of the area was partitioned out for the future magic research room, and most of it was used as a sports room. Now both ladies are familiar with their new weapons in this sports room.

　　 "How about, are these things easy to use?" Lawrence asked after entering the door. "Although I asked you for a hand mold and a tail mold before, the dwarf who built these weapons specifically reminded me that these things need to be adjusted with me before they can really be used smoothly."

"It's a bit jerky, but you should be able to adapt quickly. I have to say that the craftsmanship of the dwarves is indeed much better than that of ordinary human blacksmiths." Said Safir flicked his wrist to make two daggers appear in his hand. , And then quickly pierced the target wooden sticks bundled in front of him.

　　In the choice of weapon styles before, Syfiel chose two daggers with narrower blades but thicker blades than normal daggers. Now it seems that he chose this weapon to match his swordsmanship. For example, Lawrence now finds that her swordsmanship is obviously dominated by stabs, and at the same time every move attacks the weak parts of the target.

　　 The level of Fatina's tail knife practiced on the other side of the room is very average, after all, she is just a spellcaster, not a professional warrior. Obviously she knew this too, so she just repeatedly practiced the trick of suddenly pulling out her tail to surprise her, hoping to get a hit if she was close by the enemy in some cases.

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

　　 "Someone is knocking on the door? I'll go down and have a look." Said Saifeier went out and walked downstairs. It was not until ten minutes later that she returned from the downstairs to the sports room.

　　 "What happened?" Lawrence turned his head and asked as he watched Syfiel walk in. "Who was knocking on the door downstairs just now?"

　　 "Our neighbor is also the vice chairman of this street autonomy committee. He was watching us live in today on behalf of other shops on this street to ask what we do." Saifeier shrugged his shoulders. "After all, this street belongs to a relatively high-end commercial street. If the shops we open do not fit the atmosphere of this street, they have every reason to drive us away."

　　 "Squeak, do they have any opinions when we open 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 store or jewelry store. Our detective office feels a bit mismatched with the surrounding environment."

　　 "That's why we just said those words." A narrow smile appeared on the corner of Syfiel's mouth. "Because there is no precedent, they don't know whether our store is suitable or inappropriate to open here, but they learned that we have a White Eagle Federal Eagle Fort Special City Police Department Chartered Detective and the Federal Medical Journal among us. "When cover paper authors, they tend to give us this opportunity."

"In this case, he hopes that we can prove our worth in order to persuade everyone on this street. Therefore, he assigned us a task just now. Of course, this can be regarded as the first received by our detective agency. Single business."

　　 "Oh? Mission, what mission?" Lawrence asked. "I think there are more jewelry shops on this street. It's not a task for us to catch some jewelry thieves."

　　 "Of course not, but it may have something to do with the thief." Saifei nodded. "There is an old Henry antique store at the other end of the street. Starting a week ago, the staff on duty at that store heard some strange noises in the room, and even saw dark shadows flashing in the empty room."

"The owner of the shop therefore found some people to investigate, and he also sent people to patrol at night. But not only was nothing found, the shop was more noisy than in the past. This weird situation made the whole street Everyone on the board is a little uneasy, so he hopes that we can figure out what is going on in the store."

　　 "It sounds haunted." Lawrence tapped his chin with his right index finger. "Why don't they go to the church? I remember the church is better at handling these kinds of things."

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

"As for the Church of the Lord of Dawn, facing this situation, it will bring its own dry food to the door, but you know that antique shops tend to sell some not so righteous things. If the paladins or priests find clues, it will be troublesome. It's really big."

　　 "Squeak, you just said that this is a business, can you tell me how much money we can make from this business?" Fatina raised her head and looked at Syfiel and asked curiously. "I heard that the antique dealers on this street are very rich, so are they paid 50 yuan?"

　　 "Don't think about it~www.wuxiahere.com~ It is more difficult to make those rich people pay a penny more than to let a camel go through the eye of a needle." Saifei shook his head coolly. "So the old miser only gave us 25 yuan. The reason is that the monster didn't hurt people, so it's not worth much money."

"Well, 25 is 25. After all, our shop has to stand here, and some things have to be done even if you lose money." Lawrence smiled, "Now let's sign the contract first, and then take a rest to raise our spirits, even if It doesn't look dangerous now, but we better prepare fully."

　　 The sun had already set at eight o'clock in the evening, and the night had enveloped the entire city. Lawrence and the three of them came to Henry's antique store at the end of the street under the shining of a gas street lamp.

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

　　 There is a small sign on the corner of the shop window. It says, "Recruitment position: apprentice; weekly salary of 50 points, with commission; conditions: under 25 years of age, looks..."

"Squeak, this boss is a bit dark." Fatina tilted her head and looked at the sign, and said, "Ordinary skilled workers earn about 10 yuan a month, even a low-level clerk who includes board and lodging costs 3 yuan a month. It’s about money. It’s a bit of just two yuan this month—"

　　 "So I heard that the staff flow in this store is very fast." Saifeier said as he opened the door. "Okay, let's go ahead and hand over with the clerk inside, hoping to get this done this evening. After all, this is our first business after the opening of the detective office. It is best to have a good start. ."