Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 Twenty minutes later, Lawrence walked out of the Red and Black Weapon Store with the previous harvest. The dwarf waved goodbye to him at the door of the weapon shop with a smile on his face.

"It actually cost 1,200 yuan for that little time. As expected, things related to extraordinary powers are the most expensive in this world." After turning a corner to make sure there was no one around, Lawrence stopped suddenly and laughed inexplicably. come out. After all, he hadn't spent so much money in one go while shopping in his two lifetimes, and suddenly he became a little uncomfortable with his big hands.

　　 Ten minutes later, in the sound of kicking horse hooves and the crisp bells on the horse’s neck. Lawrence returned to the detective office on Linden Street.

　　 gave the coachman several copper plates to pay the fare, and he got out of the carriage while habitually glanced at the mailbox at the door. What surprised him was that there was something in the mailbox today.

　　 "I remember that nobody in the office subscribes to the newspaper." Lawrence took out the letter with a look of confusion, and found that there was a blue paw print on the envelope except for some words.

　　 "This should have been sent to Fatina's family or friends." Looking at the recipient on the envelope, Lawrence opened the door and walked into the room, only to find that there was no one in the living room. But this is also normal. Because before he left this morning, he heard that Syfiel had a request to deal with, and Fatina should now dispense some kind of medicine in the laboratory on the third floor.

　　 As the granddaughter of an alchemist who specializes in potions, Fatina is talented in making various potions. For example, a large part of the medicinal materials Lawrence bought today was purchased for her.

　　 When I came back for supper yesterday, Lawrence told Fatina that he was going to participate in the Grand Competition of the New World Countries. After hearing the news, the rat-man girl volunteered to prepare some extra medicine for her friend Lawrence.

　　 It is well known that the rat people have some uniqueness in making magic potions. It's just that these potions are rarely circulated in the outside world, so the news about how effective they are is only circulated among the friends of some rat people and other races.

　　As Fatina's friend, Lawrence knew that these gossips circulating in private were true. Rat people have their own uniqueness in some medicines for plagues, magic curses and trauma due to the problems of their living environment.

　　 So from the stairs on the third floor, he glanced at the Do Not Disturb sign hanging at the door of the laboratory. Lawrence directly stuffed the letter through the crack in the door, then shook his head and returned to his room on the second floor.

　　 After entering the room, he first put the things he bought today in different categories, and then took out the four gun parts that he had taken from the black shelf in the weapon store from a paper box with waste paper and placed them on the table.

　　 The types of goods on the shelf in the previous weapons store were extremely complicated, from the oldest muskets to the most advanced smokeless medicine rifles, and some very strange-looking private custom-made weapons. It's just that they are all in a severely damaged or part state. It took a lot of time for Lawrence to pick out what he wanted.

The selected parts are a four-sided bayonet with a thin layer of rust on it, a rusted pistol, a wooden buttstock that looks moldy, and a copper hilt covered with green rust. .

　　 "Let me see what are you guys?" Lawrence whispered to himself, and then he began to clean up the four things on the table.

　　The things he selected were all selected from the items that had magical aura reaction after casting magic before. Among them, the wooden **** and the hilt of the sword, after careful observation, he found that there were signs of modification. It's like someone transforms it into a storage device that can cover people's ears. Unfortunately, because there are so many things to choose from, Lawrence didn't use an "identification technique" on everything, so he didn't know what was in it.

　　 "It feels like opening a treasure chest, I hope I am a little red hand." Lawrence muttered and began to clean up the two things with a knife and tweezers. Soon, he discovered the secret hidden in these things.

The wooden **** is a standard military flintlock rifle a hundred years ago. Based on the rough goblin head on the butt, Lawrence can probably determine that the owner of this gun should be deployed in the fortresses on the border between civilization and the wild. A member of the garrison.

　　 These armies are often tasked with guarding the borders of civilization and destroying surrounding monsters, so there will be some additional income. So such positions were very popular at the time. Especially in that era when the army's salary was very low.

And what Lawrence found in the **** stock is what the owner of the **** stock hid in it. After opening the blackened oil paper bag, Lawrence poured out a dozen grains of sand from the size of mung beans to the size of peanuts and one Button-like wooden badge.

　　 The previous magical aura comes from this badge. If you read it correctly, it should be a magic item with a spirit defense attached, which belongs to the same kind of amulet that the adoptive father first gave to Lawrence. It's a pity that this ordinary magic item could not escape the passing of time, and it has now been completely scrapped.

　　 The situation on the hilt of the sword was even worse. After cutting the wrapped copper sheet with special iron scissors, only a scrapped iron badge was exposed inside.

　　 The bayonet covered with thin rust was completely missed by Lawrence, because it was just an ordinary bayonet equipped by the military. The reason for the magical aura is that the wood patch on the handle of this knife has been replaced~www.wuxiahere.com~ Someone replaced the original problem patch with a fragment knocked off from a monster tribe totem.

　　 After reading these three items, it was only based on feeling to pick the goods. Lawrence focused on the rusty front-loaded firing pistol. After he carefully used a small hammer and tweezers to break open the heavily corroded bullet nest. Sure enough, a silver capsule about the size of a bullet was found in the rust fragments formed after the barrel was broken.

　　 Unscrew the capsule, Lawrence took out a thin piece of fabric from it. After unfolding, he found that this piece of fabric really showed a map with something hidden on it, as he had seen before using [Appraisal Technique].

"The information given by [Appraisal Technique] is that this place contains all the materials and notes collected by a very lonely mage in his lifetime, and the location is near Eagle Fort." Lawrence stretched out the map and scratched his index finger. Own hair. "The question is where is the location marked on this map?"

Because the map that appeared in front of him was a colonial-style map, and the changes in the downtown area of ​​Eagle Fort during that era were so great that Lawrence hadn’t used his mutation appraisal technique to determine that it was a male. If he got the map of Eagle Fort, he didn't know where it was painted.

Fortunately, the entire Eagle Fort was slowly developed with the big island at the mouth of the Liujin River as its core, so after taking the river course of the Liujin River as the anchor point, Lawrence took some time to finally determine this place. The location of the treasure.

"This should be the Rand mine now?" Lawrence frowned after judging the location of the treasure spot. "The map shows that this is a small coal mine that has been abandoned for decades. Why did the miners back then? I have never heard of this mage."