Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Precious's smile was quite cunning, like a black cat licking its fur. It seemed that something terrible was about to happen, and Feng Qingyu had a bad premonition.

Will the next line be: You don’t want people to know that you work in a nightclub, right?

This sentence has too much neon flavor.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to laugh at you. I just thought that Miss Feng Qingyu was very beautiful at that time, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. It was also a coincidence that I met you. Miss Namiki told me that you worked in a store called Wine Cellar, and I thought I must go and show my support, but I didn't expect to see that performance as soon as I arrived."

"It turned out to be her."

Feng Qingyu now felt like laughing but also a little angry. She knew that the landlord was trying to help her get business because Precious looked very rich.

If it was someone else, and they had some misunderstanding about the female PR industry, it would be awkward to meet her every day. I had to say something to deal with the weird atmosphere.

A surge of blood rushed to her brain, and without thinking, she hit back with a stronger straight ball.

"Well, Ms. Precious, are you interested in becoming my customer in the store? I am proficient in many skills, singing, dancing, and rap, and I will definitely bring you countless wonderful memories."

The bold words have been spoken and there is no way they can be taken back.

Extra 15

She looked at the smiling woman in front of her, hoping to get some response. This feeling was very much like a confession, except that the nature was that of a person selling goods to a customer to promote how good his or her goods were.

"Sure. Once I'm done with the furniture placement and job search, I'll come to the store and ask you to provide the service."

"Thanks……"

When leaving Room 515, Feng Qingyu's head was still light and his cheeks were hot because of excitement. Part of it was because the lines just now were too shameful and bold, and the other part was very subtle and difficult to describe.

It was rare to attract customers without using any public relations methods, and even she was surprised.

It must be that the nightgown was too translucent and blinded my eyes.

Under the white nightgown are the charming curves and figure of the young woman. Feng Qingyu has no intention of becoming a nun, and it is only natural for her to go to Seven Star Entertainment.

I returned to Room 514 where I lived and drank several large glasses of cold water before I slowly calmed down.

"No, how can a female public relations officer be seduced by a customer?"

The boss told her that female public relations officers must always take the absolute lead. They can show weakness to customers, but that does not mean they will give up the lead.

Even if you are the one on the bottom, you must be the one in control of everything.

In the next few days, Feng Qingyu eagerly waited for Precious's nomination while waiting for the club's consecutive holidays. The consecutive holidays lasted for a week, and they were paid holidays. Although there was no share of the service to the guests, at least he could have a good rest and let his tired body take a breath.

The matter of going to the small town outside Longmen to investigate the Mechanical Heart has always been put at the forefront. Feng Qingyu even bought some sticky notes, wrote this matter down and stuck them on the dressing mirror so that he would not forget it when he saw it.

The designated service did not arrive before the holiday. Precious went out early and came back late every day, and Feng Qingyu was in the apartment at the same time as her. One of the two things had to be done first, and investigating the mechanical heart could not be delayed.

On the first day of the holiday, she slept until she woke up naturally, had breakfast and bought a ticket for an intercity train.

She originally wanted to borrow her boss's car, as driving by herself is more convenient than taking public transportation. However, considering that the cars in her boss's garage are all rare limited editions, and the most ordinary ones are much higher grade than those bought by ordinary people, they will easily attract attention in a small town. So she decided to pretend to be a hiking tourist.

A dusty tourist is no more suspicious than someone who drives a shiny new car all the way from Longmen to a remote mountain area to inquire about things.

I have clothes at home for traveling or camping, including thick gray overalls with many pockets, a thin and loose T-shirt, and a light blue sun-protective zipper jacket on the outside.

It is not suitable to wear high heels for long-distance treks. The best choice is the black Martin boots given by the boss on my last birthday. The outdoor sunlight is strong and there are mosquitoes. Feng Qingyu has prepared to sleep in the open air and brought a small folding tent.

Notebooks, pencils, pens and ink are also necessities, as convenient things like fountain pens had not yet been invented in this era.

The mountaineering bag was stuffed bulging with so many items that it was a little difficult to carry. When Feng Qingyu thought about the unnecessary trouble he might have to endure just to relax, he gritted his teeth, closed the door, and didn't even look back.

Once you face your needs, you won't feel tired.

The doors and windows of the next door room 515 were closed, and a sign saying "Owner not at home" was hung. Precious was a very learned person, and she was probably doing some incredible research. The landlord, Miss Namiki, and other residents praised her for her profound knowledge more than once. She had knowledge of ancient and modern times, both inside and outside the country, covering more than ten thousand years, and there was almost nothing she didn't know.

Although he is so young, he is more knowledgeable than some scholars in their octogenarians, which is really enviable.

"We... are not from the same world. Confucius said that the identities between people are an unbridgeable gap. There is no such thing as equality in this world. Miss Precious probably really can't stand the job of a female publicist."

The designated service is nowhere in sight, maybe people don’t take it seriously at all, and the previous words were just polite remarks.

Feng Qingyu walked into the morning sunshine with a wry smile on his face, the loss in his heart was self-evident.

Waiting until noon or afternoon to set out is too late, and the temperature will rise to the peak of the day, which can easily burn delicate skin. She can be without money, but she can't not take care of herself.

After leaving the apartment, Feng Qingyu walked to the nearest intercity train station, checked his ticket and entered the platform, waiting for the train that was about to arrive. The journey from Longmen to the destination was two hours, because the town was in another county of the Victoria Empire and belonged to another city, so the journey across the city would take a relatively long time.

The last trip to Casimir was cancelled because of the damn sheriff, but this trip was not affected - because the real murderer who killed those people was arrested two days ago. He was a madman who joined a cult and tried to gain eternal life by eating human hearts.

Now that the real murderer has been found, Feng Qingyu's suspicion has naturally been eliminated, and the mechanical floating eye that was monitoring her has also left her side, otherwise this journey would not have been so smooth.

"Thank you, great Mazteliya."

She sat in a comfortable single box, stroking the gear pendant around her neck and leaning back in her chair to rest.

The train whistled and slowly drove out of the platform and into the street with railroad tracks. The prosperous street scene of Longmen came into view. Except for the poor environment in the slums, most of the streets were well-organized, with shops lined up one after another, convenient transportation, and gorgeous buildings towering into the sky. It was a dream paradise for the country people.

This is a world built with diesel and machinery, all thanks to Feng Qingyu's true belief - Mazteria, the goddess of mechanical industry. Unfortunately, Mazteria died 10,000 years ago and was betrayed by some humans and brothers who were also gods.

There is very little information about Mazteliya left today. Most of it was burned in the War of the Gods ten thousand years ago, leaving very little, and it is impossible to piece together the full picture of that war.

There is not much content about her in the history textbooks. She is basically mentioned briefly and will not be examined in depth in the exams.

Feng Qingyu often felt inexplicably sad because of this matter. Compared with the ungratefulness of the Victorians, another industrial power on the other side of the ocean - the Kuraina Empire was completely different.

The people of that country worship Mazteliya, the goddess of mechanical industry, and have applied mechanical technology to the extreme, making it one of the most powerful countries in the world. If it weren't for the Kuraina Empire still believing in this long-lost ancient god, the world would probably not remember who created this era.

Amid the roar of the train, the scenery on both sides began to change.

From the densely populated prosperous urban area to the general residential area, then to the dilapidated slums, and then to the sparsely populated suburbs, wilderness and forests. The train stopped at a town called Jit at 11:15 noon.

The town of Git is a port town with a large trading port. It is an important transportation hub of the empire. There are also airship berths and parking lots nearby. The number of people living in the town of Git has exceeded 10,000 and is growing year by year.

Feng Qingyu bought a sightseeing map at a convenience store in Jit Town. It marked nearby tourist attractions so that tourists could choose their favorite routes.

The cries of vendors at the port were heard one after another.

"Freshly grilled fish, only 114.514 yuan per piece."

"A light and easy-to-use compass. Come and take a look."

"The medicine that can make your partner speed up the Seven Stars Entertainment is cheap and powerful, helping you fight all night long until dawn."

……

The vendors were selling a wide variety of goods, but few of them were what Feng Qingyu was interested in. Especially the medicine that allowed his partner to have Seven Stars Entertainment, which sounded suspicious no matter how he listened.

Although the club is equipped with some such medicines, allowing the female public relations and guests to enjoy a night full of warmth and humidity, Feng Qingyu has never tried it and doesn't know whether it works.

She had only one thing in mind, which was to quickly find out the origins of the Mechanical Heart.

Ignoring the hawking vendors, Feng Qingyu quickly left the bustling port and officially entered the town.

The degree of mechanization here is not very high, and many things still remain in a relatively primitive state. For example, the city uses an automated water-drawing system, and the work that was previously done by manpower can now be handed over to machines. The people here still maintain the habit of drawing water from wells, which makes Feng Qingyu feel a little fresh.

She walked around the town and found that she was surrounded by tourists. It was pointless to ask them. She had to find the townspeople directly to ask about the mechanical craftsman.

A blond girl with cool clothes and fair skin is handing out flyers on the street. The size of her white vest may be a little small, which makes her body outline look particularly sexy. The subtly long hot pants perfectly wrap her round oshiri, which is curvy.

a's black suspenders are faintly visible under the vest, looking quite sexy.

I didn't expect there was such a beautiful girl in the small town, so I decided to choose her.

Feng Qingyu walked straight towards the well-developed girl without hesitation. She was about 18-20 years old, just in the middle of adulthood but not particularly mature.

She likes talking to beautiful women.

"Hello, miss. May I ask where the most famous mechanical craftsman in town lives? I am a mechanical engineering enthusiast and would like to consult him on some issues, but... I can't understand the tourist route map sold in your town."

The girl handing out flyers looked Feng Qingyu up and down with a curious look and pursed her moist pink lips.

"If you want to know, why don't you patronize my business first?"

"Of course you can. What's the business?"

Feng Qingyu did not suspect any trick. He was so eager to find a mechanical craftsman that he did not consider what kind of situation he would face and agreed without thinking.

As a result, the girl pulled her directly into a roadside shop.

A body therapist shop that specializes in providing services to female customers, which is slightly different from a club - it only provides services for non-all-age customers. There are many such shops on Kabuki Street. Feng Qingyu has never been there, but she heard that they are places where depraved people like to go.

The club is a little more elegant than these stores. It doesn't immediately pull guests to the sofa that looks like it has been used by many people and has dried water stains on it.

The store was dark, and in the glass cabinet next to it were a large number of handheld tools needed for mosaic making. Those who knew what it was knew.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Feng Qingyu frowned, realizing something was wrong. She came here to ask for directions, so why was she brought to such an unorthodox store?

"If you patronize my business, I will tell you where the craftsman lives. Isn't this what we agreed on just now?"

The girl changed her previous look, her eyes and expression became extremely frivolous and wanton. A girl who dresses like this is not necessarily pure, but Feng Qingyu still couldn't stand it when she was teased like this right from the start.

It would be a bit of a loss to give my precious first experience to these therapists, after all, she was still a woman who had never been in love and was pure from head to toe.

Faced with this kind of situation, the best option is of course to run away.

"I'd better ask someone else. Sorry to bother you."

Feng Qingyu broke free from the girl's hand, picked up her backpack and prepared to leave. Several other girls dressed in equally revealing clothes blocked the door, and their intention to stop her was obvious.

"Now that you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? You look pretty well dressed, so you can afford this little money, right?"

The girl who was handing out flyers just now walked towards the devil step by step.

They force the customer to buy or sell, regardless of whether the customer is willing to accept the physical treatment service or not. The customer will be detained in the store first, and then several people will force the customer to receive the service at the same time. Finally, they will collect money from several people and will not be allowed to leave if the customer does not pay. The customer will also be beaten by the bodyguards in the store... and so on.

She had heard about this trick in newspapers and on the streets. It was a scam called "honey trap". She didn't expect to encounter it herself. It was really embarrassing.

Should we fight or just run away, leaving behind our backpack full of stuff?

No, we should not be so passive. We should think of a strategy that will prevent us from being expelled and at the same time protect us from being harassed by these people.

"Actually...actually I am——"

"She is actually the Sheriff of Long Night. You'd better respect her, or you may not be able to do business in the store. Here is her ID."

An uninvited guest suddenly broke into the store, intimidating everyone with his extraordinary deterrent power. He took out a black ID from the inner pocket of his coat. The cover of the ID was printed with a golden griffin head and two overlapping revolvers below.

The Long Night, one of the Victorian empire's law enforcement agencies, has unquestionable powers in many areas, such as investigation powers and the power to close down some shops, and has tended to suppress the police department in recent years.

Although the salary is not high, many people want to become a sheriff for the power.

When several therapists saw the certificate, their faces suddenly changed. If the business ruined the store, all the therapists in the store would starve to death. Originally, they wanted to seduce a beautiful and wealthy customer and make a lot of money, but they never thought that they would offend the Sheriff of Long Night. It was really bad luck.

"Tsk, what bad luck! Are you guys stinging for law enforcement?"

Several physical therapists sent Feng Qingyu and the uninvited guests away with curses. As soon as they stepped out of the shop, they immediately closed the door and hung a sign saying "Closed".

The sun was shining brightly outside, in stark contrast to the dim and suspicious little shop.

Feng Qingyu took a deep breath of the outdoor air and turned to the sheriff who had rescued him - he had the familiar long gray hair with a light blue gradient, which was tied into a single ponytail today. He was wearing casual clothes similar to his own, dressed like a standard traveler.

"Ms. Precious, why are you here?"

The neighbor who goes out early and comes back late actually appears in the same town as her. Is it a coincidence or accident?

Precious was stunned for a moment before he thought of what to say.

"Sorry, I kept forgetting to tell you that I've been studying the history and ancient ruins of the Victorian Empire recently. This is my current job. There are a large number of ancient ruins with a history of more than three thousand years around the town of Git. My goal is to conduct field visits to the largest ones."

"What is the identity of the sheriff?"

"It's fake. You can buy that kind of fake ID in the street shops in Longmen. It makes things very convenient. I even made a copy of my photo and ID. For example, when I was harassed just now, I just showed the fake ID and all the troubles were solved."

"How brave, worthy of you."

Feng Qingyu gave Precious a thumbs up, and felt that his previous behavior was very dangerous. If the fake ID was discovered, both of them would be in danger, although the possibility was not high.

The previous suspicion and doubt towards Priss also disappeared at this moment.

It’s not that she didn’t want to name someone, but she didn’t have the time.

"Ms. Feng Qingyu is visiting Jit Town this time?"

Precious noticed the travel map in Feng Qingyu's hand. This map was terribly made, and even if it was printed beautifully, it couldn't change the fact that it was rubbish.

It was of no help in getting around the sights and even the route was planned wrong.

"How should I put it... I'm actually investigating something, and traveling is just one of the purposes."

Since Miss Precious is a learned historian, she might know something about the Mechanical Heart. It would be better to try her luck than to try nothing.

"Appreciate further details."