Game of Destiny: This player is different

The next day, the sky was just getting light.

In the early morning, a beam of light shone through the gaps in the dark clouds, illuminating a two-story building with a gray style.

On the bench placed by the wall, a kerosene lamp emitted a dim light.

The beam of light only lasted for a few seconds before it was hidden behind the clouds again.

The light was short-lived, the room returned to darkness, and the figure on the bench moved a little.

The slightly bent back from leaning on the bench gradually stretched.

The eyes opened, and the dark eyes as dark as the deep sea became condensed and focused.

The eyeballs moved gently, sweeping across the not-so-spacious detective agency.

Qin Nuo, who had closed his eyes and dozed off, stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on the surface of his long windbreaker, and dusted off the dust on his trouser legs.

Accompanied by the sound of a ship's whistle from afar outside the window,

Knock, knock, knock--

A beautiful figure appeared outside the door, gently knocking on the glass of the door and window.

Unlock the lock and turn the handle.

Mia smiled and pushed the door open.

"Good morning, Mr. Black-haired Detective!"

The crisp voice and the wind chimes behind the door rang together, filling the room with a youthful atmosphere.

"Good morning."

Qin Nuo replied casually and turned his head to look at the stairs.

The three teammates walked down from the second floor one by one.

"Good morning, Miss Detective."

"Good morning, Mr. Strong Detective."

"Good morning, boss."

Mia greeted everyone and walked briskly into the kitchen on the first floor.

She was going to start her daily routine - cleaning.

The young lady who was the poster girl took out a broom, dustpan, mop, rag and an iron bucket filled with water.

She wiped every table and chair with ease.

Judging from her expression as she hummed an unknown ditty while working, Mia was in a good mood today.

"We have to go out to do some work today, so I'll leave the house to you."

"Okay, boss!"

"And the second floor doesn't need to be cleaned, you can just stay on the first floor."

"No problem, boss!"

After explaining the matter, Sumali called the three players to leave the detective agency.

They were going to deal with the commissions on hand before dark.

"Next, Safia and I are going to Nick Porter's house. Do you know how to get to Black Gold Street?"

On the street,

Sumali, who had changed her clothes, asked Qin Nuo and Roman.

"Of course, even if we don't know the way, we can still take a taxi."

Qin Nuo pouted and pointed to an open carriage that looked like a rickshaw not far away.

"Okay, then you be careful.

If the commission is really difficult, you can choose to give up."

After Sumali's instructions, she added: "Safety first."

After the conversation,

the two groups of players set off for different destinations.

...

"Black Gold Street, Cathedral."

"Four shillings, sir."

The driver squatting on the side of the road eating black bread hurriedly stuffed the crumbs into his mouth and said vaguely.

"Well, don't raise the price at the last minute."

Qin Nuo and Roman leaned into the seats.

The space was enough for four ladies to sit side by side, but it seemed quite crowded after these two tall and strong men came in.

The open car even sank a few points.

Qin Nuo lowered his deerstalker hat and hid his black eyes under the brim of the hat.

In this British country, black hair and black eyes are very different and always attract unnecessary attention.

Qin Nuo's current identity is a detective and exorcist, and low-key and secretive are the right style.

Maybe....

The driver jumped on the carriage and drove the horse away from Sailor Street.

He swallowed the rough and dry black bread with difficulty, coughed a few times, and then turned his head to talk: "Sir, have you encountered a demon?"

"Almost."

It was Roman who answered.

He shrugged his shoulders, trying to reduce the space he occupied.

After all, it was strange for two grown men to be close to each other.

"Then I suggest you go to the night watchman, it's more cost-effective."

Qin Nuo, who only showed half of his face, asked: "Is there a big difference in the price charged by the church and the night watchman?"

"Hehe, the price is not much different, but the waiting time at the church is very long.

The knight will give priority to helping nobles and dignitaries.

Ordinary people go to the church for help, and they have to wait at least five or six days.

It usually takes only three days for the night watchman, and if they are lucky, they can solve the problem on the same day."

The two players looked at each other silently.

It seems that the humans in this world are often haunted by demons.

After a brief silence, Qin Nuo answered: "I heard that besides the church and the Knights, there are other organizations responsible for exorcism, right?"

"Uh..."

The driver paused and said hesitantly: "Yes, there are, but those people have a bad reputation.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't recommend gentlemen to go to them."

"For example, detectives?"

The driver nodded and stopped answering.

The topic ended, and the carriage fell into silence.The horses moved forward along the street, and the houses on the left side of the street disappeared, and the view suddenly became clear.

Qin Nuo and Roman looked forward.

Without the obstruction of the houses, they could see the continuous roofs below and the dock port in the distance.

The ships that had already set sail were scattered on the sea.

It was a pity that it was cloudy today.

Otherwise, the sea surface sparkled under the sunlight, which should be a very beautiful picture.

After looking at the harbor for a while, the two players retracted their gazes and waited for the destination to arrive.

After driving through two streets, the carriage arrived at Black Gold Street.

Compared with the noisy and messy Sailor Street, it was obviously a little cleaner here.

But, only a little.

Taking out 4 shillings and handing them to the coachman, Qin Nuo and Roman walked a few steps and came to the main entrance of a cathedral.

The statue of the goddess Irene, with her hands clasped in front of her and bowing her head in pity, stood on the spire of the church, as white as before.

Quietly overlooking all those who came in and out.

"Brother Roman, do you think we will be considered as troublemakers if we rush in?" Qin Nuo asked, looking up at the goddess statue.

The Nordic handsome man thought about it and considered the bad relationship between the detective and the Knights.

This situation is very likely.

"But the client is working inside. We can't start working without going in, right?"

Roman said helplessly.

Qin Nuo nodded: "That's true.

As long as we don't expose ourselves, the church shouldn't find out."

"What if we are exposed?"

"I brought the French flag."

Qin Nuo took out the blue, white and red flag he had drawn last night when he was free.

"..."

I always feel that you are secretly mocking something.

Roman's eyes twitched and he decided not to take up the topic.

According to the commission provided by the poster girl Mia, the client is a gardener at the Black Gold Street Church.

Following this clue, the two players stepped into the church.

The church is spacious and tall, and the stained glass that occupies most of the wall is inlaid with portraits.

There were believers in different costumes sitting scattered on the benches below.

They bowed their heads and prayed softly.

These voices echoed in the complex church, forming echoes like mass.

Passing by rows of seats, they brushed shoulders with several nuns.

The two players walked all the way and finally found a figure who was pruning branches in the garden behind the auditorium.

"I guess he is our client."

Qin Nuo whispered and walked towards the gardener.