Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 67 Tarot Club Doubts

It is estimated that he will not need to travel for more than 4 hours. Angel did not explain his whereabouts to Clement, but just greeted Daly and left the "Silver Bullet Detective Agency".

She originally planned to go to the location of the "craftsman" provided by the "hanged man" to find out what the purpose of the revolver in her hand that inexplicably absorbed Beyonder characteristics was, but after learning from Daly that the Nighthawks had been eyeing the "Tarot Society", she decided to go and find out about it first.

The port area is close to the steam train station, and it's not too far from the Nighthawks' station, but Angel is not familiar with the streets of Enmat Port, so he didn't try to go there on foot, but found a hired carriage as he did when he came.

This time she asked the price in advance.

Nibbling on the fish cakes she bought on the street before getting into the car, she looked out the window at the view of the street as she flew backwards. In her mouth, the aroma of minced fish mixed with potatoes after being fried, and the salty sea breeze blowing into the car from the window reminded her of her hometown.

As the second largest port city in the Loen Kingdom, Enmat Port undertakes a large amount of shipping work. As the carriage passes through the Golden Apple District and the Oak Tree District, and gradually enters the port area, roadside warehouses and processing plants have gradually replaced residences and shops.

Of course, busy workers and piles of goods are indispensable.

If it wasn't for the spectacular coastline that appeared in front of Angel's eyes, she almost thought she had returned to the dock area of ​​Tingen City.

Unfortunately, the offshore water is not an elegant indigo, but a grey-green mixed with all kinds of floating debris, oil pollution and overgrown microorganisms.

You will be disappointed if you are aiming at Heilion Matt Harbor...

Looking at the chaotic port terminal, Angel shook his head in disgust, got out of the car to pay, and walked towards the "Scavenging Bird" bar.

Compared with the various bars hidden in the dark corners of Tingen City, the practitioners in Enmat Harbor are obviously much more daring. The "scavenger bird" has occupied an entire three-story building. Almost all the windows on the first and second floors are open, and there are undisguised shouts and shouts. On the third floor, most of the windows are covered with curtains, which is out of tune with the environment downstairs.

Perhaps because they often receive tourists from all over the world, the guards at the gate are dressed quite formally. Their tuxedos and top hats make them more like attendants of a high-end club than gate guards.

The "attendant" pushed open the door to welcome Angel in, and the noise that had been quite clear outside the door suddenly merged into a wave of sound and rushed towards her.

The entire first floor of the "Scavenger Bird" was opened up and turned into a single large room, with dozens of sets of tables and chairs arranged in a haphazard manner around the central bar.It was the afternoon, the rest time, and the tables and chairs were [-]% to [-]% full. There were port workers in overalls, local residents in casual attire, and foreign tourists with exotic styles.

A corner of the room is separated by a fence, which seems to be used for boxing matches, but this sport is not very popular in Enmat Port. Instead, most of the tables are placed with cards.

It seems that this place is more like a "casino" than a "bar"...and they don't like gambling games such as dog and mouse and boxing matches, but are more popular with "nationally popular" games such as poker.

Angel glanced over the gambling tables, took a rough look around, found no one or anything of interest, and walked towards the bar in the center of the venue.

Several bartenders were busy adding wine to the empty glasses returned by the waiter, or preparing cocktails for the customers sitting at the bar. One of them saw Angel walking up, glanced up, and asked casually:

"What do you want to drink? The price is hanging outside the bar, and there are still leftovers that have not been crossed out. If you want to mix drinks, you have to wait."

He stretched out his hand over the bar and patted the outside, motioning Angel to look at the price, then retracted his arm, took two wooden cups, bowed his head and began to refill the wine.

"I went to the underground market to buy something, where do I go?"

Angel didn't look at the price list, but directly asked about the location of the underground trading market as Daly told her.

"Hmph, next time you don't buy wine, tell me sooner... Next to the back door, go up the stairs, it's on the third floor."

The bartender was quite dissatisfied with the failure of sales promotion, and only answered Angel's question after complaining.

"Thank you."

Angel could understand his feelings, took out two pennies and put them on the bar counter. After successfully influencing the bartender with kindness, he went straight to the back door of the bar.

The back door was locked with chains, and to the left were separate washrooms, and to the right was a carpeted staircase against the wall.

Strange layout, it is estimated that it was installed later.

Going up the stairs, the second floor is two corridors extending to both sides. Red carpets cover every corner, and beautifully decorated wooden doors are opened or closed, and there are no less noises than the first floor.

Not paying attention to these "boxes", Angel continued to go up to the third floor.

The "underground market" located at the top of the bar also occupies the entire floor area, but it may not be the traditional trading time at night. There are not many people on the third floor at this time. She counted less than 20 people in a round.

The two guards stood at the stairs, yawning, and seemed to feel that there was no big commotion with this small group of people.

Compared with the open entrance, the surrounding windows are all closed with curtains, making the room look a little dark. The faint light from the gas lamps on the wall and the load-bearing columns casts a layer of mystery on the people who are immersed in the transaction.

Using dark vision to look around the entire trading market, Angel did not find Miss Justice.

After several exchanges in the Tarot Club, she had memorized the outlines of "Justice" and "The Hanged Man"'s height, body shape and hairstyle even though they were separated by the mysterious gray fog.

Maybe the other party wasn't really "staying in the market all day long" as rumored, but I just didn't meet... Angel stood by the stairs thinking for a moment, and decided to find someone to ask.

She walked towards a businessman who sold various common materials, squatted in front of the stall, pretended to be interested in the product, picked up a bottle of light yellow powder, and asked:

"What kind of powder is this?"

The stall owner is a middle-aged woman, and the years have left many marks on her body. When a customer comes to the door, a smile is squeezed out of her weather-beaten face.

"This is mummy powder. I got it from Backlund. It is popular among the aristocratic circles over there to take potions added with this. No matter if they are men or women, as long as they use it, they will... Hey, just try it. This bottle of 10 grams only costs 10 pounds."

This price is almost as high as that of star crystals. The latter is the main material of potions, and it can also be used to make various ammunition and spells with special effects.

And from the stall owner's description, this thing seems to have some special effects...

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Angel put down the glass bottle containing the mummy powder, and picked up a few scales tied with a rope.

"Are these the scales of a glowing lizard? How much is it?"

……

After asking about the price several times, Angel almost figured out the price level of Enmat Port.

Some items that can be used to make spells or be used in various ceremonies, due to the large amount of circulation, the price is almost the same as the underground trading market in Tingen City, and some rare items are almost priced at will, some are so cheap that she has the idea of ​​reselling them, and some are so expensive that she doesn't even plan to sell them.

Under her repeated price inquiries, the middle-aged woman became a little impatient. Seeing that Angel paid for the scales of the luminous lizard, she asked casually while the other party was helping to pack:

"I heard that there is a young woman here who calls herself 'Justice' and likes to buy some strange things? I have some good things I want to sell. Is she here now?"

"'Justice'... Ah, you said that girl, she did buy a lot of things from me, and she never bargained... But she didn't come today. If you want to find her, you can leave a message on that blackboard. She will reply you when she sees it, and make an appointment to meet up."

Looking along the middle-aged woman's outstretched hand, Angel found a blackboard about three meters wide hanging on the wall on one side of the room. About two-thirds of the area on it was written with words.

After thanking the other party, she approached the blackboard and read the words on it.

"Urgently need a large amount of various herbal medicines, the price is negotiable, long-term cooperation is possible, ten o'clock on Sunday night."

"Sell two bottles of aphrodisiac, five pounds a bottle, the effect is guaranteed, every afternoon."

"Does anyone know where &#￥ is? A reward of [-] pounds is offered for clues. Go to the 'Brave Weapon Shop' on Pitts Street to find the store manager." This part of the information was erased by someone's name.

……

It seems that this blackboard is similar to the bulletin board of the entire trading market. Some content that needs to be publicly searched for buyers, sellers, or soliciting clues can be published on it. The time or place is noted in the message so that interested people can find each other.

After reading all the information one by one, Angel finally found what she was concerned about.

"(Please don't erase my message anymore) Purchase 'Star Crystal' and 'Lava Octopus Blood', any quantity is acceptable, the price is negotiable, please leave a message and contact Miss 'Justice'."

The familiar material name made Angel's breath stagnant.

When Old Neil configured the "Seer" potion for Klein, she memorized its complete formula, and the two main ingredients were listed on the blackboard.

This made her doubt the identity of "justice".

Miss "Justice" of the Tarot Society had successfully taken the potion a week ago and became a "spectator". This is a fact confirmed by Mister Fool.

Could it be her who was looking for the fortune teller's potion in the "Scavenging Bird Bar" trading market?

Or maybe "Justice" obtained another potion formula from other sources, and is helping others find the ingredients for the potion?
Angel hesitated for a moment, picked up the chalk next to the blackboard, and left a sentence in the blank space:

"Sell a small amount of 'star crystal', Friday night from [-] to [-] o'clock."

　Today is really gone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)