"Recycle a mirror?"
In the office of Pope Pontiff IV, Jenkins asked in surprise, and reached out to take the documents.
"I see that you have nothing to do recently, and the job report will only start next week, so I found some things for you to do. The church received information and suspected that the mirror collected by the viscount's house was a prohibited item, so it must be recycled. The money has been prepared Well, you can use your own name to communicate and buy it. After recycling, hand it directly to the Special Objects Processing Office. You should know where that building is. This matter is a special task arranged for you, so I will Come and arrange it for you, but the activity funds are still at the same level as when you were in Nolan."
"I see… "
Jenkins is also happy to have something to do to kill the boring things. He flipped through the information on the mirror, not realizing what he was about to face.
Because it was a task given to Jenkins to pass the time, the task itself was not difficult, and the Holy See did not send any helpers to Jenkins, but gave him a lot of operating funds.
Jenkins visited his father early on Saturday morning, discussed the time to go out together, and then took the note with the address of the viscount, ready to buy the mirror.
According to the church materials, it was a long-handled silver-frame cosmetic mirror, and it was also a double-sided mirror, dotted with some broken gems. The way the mirror flowed into the hands of the Viscount is unknown. It is currently known that the front side of the mirror (defined according to different patterns) can absorb curses and diseases on the reflected characters, and the back side can absorb people's spiritual power in the form of illusion.
This mirror once briefly appeared in the long river of history and was recorded. It is currently numbered B-10-04-3977 [Mirror of Good and Evil]. Its degree of danger is not high, as long as it is not confused by the illusion on the opposite side of the mirror, this is even a rare B-class [supernatural] item that has no side effects.
The viscount's surname is Gulus, which is not a long-standing noble surname. According to Jenkins' investigation, the elderly viscount obtained the title by fighting on the border when he was young.
He originally thought that this mission would not last long, and the only time-consuming step was to persuade the viscount to sell the mirror. Unexpectedly, after knocking on the door to explain his purpose, the servant asked Jenkins to enter and wait. Then Jenkins followed the servant and saw the other three gentlemen in the study.
"These are all customers who are going to buy mirrors. Mr. Gurus has something to do upstairs, and he will see you soon."
The servant introduced, and then motioned Jenkins to sit wherever he wanted.
The study of Viscount Gurus is not big. The three well-dressed gentlemen who entered the door before Jenkins, the older one stood at the window and looked at the street outside, and the man with a mustache was interested. Looking at the bookshelf, the only one who didn't take off his hat was sitting on a chair next to the small table by the wall drinking tea.
Seeing Jenkins enter the door, all three of them looked at him without much friendliness in their eyes.
"No way, so many people want to buy that mirror?"
He wondered whether the money he brought was enough, and then suspected that the fact that the mirror was a transcendent item had been exposed. Blinking eyes looked at the three people with bad complexions, and confirmed that they were all ordinary people.
All four people came for the same goal, but the mirror obviously wouldn't be sold to four people at once. So they didn't have a good impression of each other. After the servant left, they stood or sat separately, and they didn't have any intention of chatting. After waiting for a long time before Viscount Gurus came, someone finally couldn't help but speak.
"Today is really a coincidence, but I don't think that mirror will fall into the hands of other people. I forgot to introduce myself. I am an employee of the auction house on Owl Cross Street. This is a business card."
It was the man with the mustache who was talking. Although he only said it was the auction house on Owl Cross Street, everyone knew that the auction house next to the bustling street in the city center had the shares of the royal family, and even the city hall The stolen goods confiscated by the auction with the police station or the private property pledged will be chosen there.
Jenkins took the business card politely, then glanced at it politely and put it in his pocket. The other party is his competitor, so he doesn't need to be too close. The other two thought the same way, so they just took the business card and nodded, not wanting to say anything.
"I don't know where the three are high school?"
The man with the mustache was a little embarrassed, so he asked.
Although they are competitors, basic courtesy is still required. After all, people who are allowed to enter the door are also people with status. It is not good not to answer if you ask.
"I work for Earl Paramount, and the Earl wants to prepare a birthday present for Miss."
The most old-fashioned man said, in fact, the previous few people could tell from the temperament that this is a role of high-level servant or housekeeper.
"I'm a history teacher at Beldurin High School, and the school recently gave us a large sum of money."
said the man in the black hat.
Jenkins understood what he said. Professor Burns said that every time the school allocates funds to the history department, the first thing they think of is to get some "teaching aids" to enrich the collection.
"I'm a collector. I heard that the Viscount has a collection here, so I wanted to try my luck."
Jenkins said, seeing the others looking at him, and added:
"If you like, you can call me Baron. Although few people call me that, I will not forget my noble status."
Of course, there is something showing off in saying this, but combined with Jenkins's very young face, even if he is only a baron, this identity is enough to make others awe.
Jenkins smiled at them, took the cat out of his pocket, and played with it on his lap. Of course, Chocolate was not the kind of cat to be slaughtered. He quickly won the "fight" with Jenkins' right hand, happily wagging his tail and jumped onto his shoulder, scratching the back of Jenkins' neck with the tip of his tail.
After waiting for an hour, the four of them saw Viscount Gulus himself in his study. He is probably 60 years old. Although he is not yet able to be supported by someone to walk, he is also worried that he may fall down at any time when he walks.
After slowly sitting behind the big desk, he looked up at the four standing people. Jenkins believed that the others were as disgruntled as he was, and while it was true to respect the owners of the house, making them wait for an hour was a little too much.
"If you have the patience to wait for me, I think it's worth giving that mirror to one of you."
The viscount's voice made him look older than he looked. His voice was hoarse, as if he was trying to squeeze out the air out of his lungs, and he had to pause for a while to calm his breath every time he said a sentence.
PS: I don't know how many people have watched "Dream of Red Mansions" and know Fengyue Baojian.