It was impossible for Jenkins to accost the Marquis and beg him to take the two inside. He didn't even know if Marquis Michael knew himself.
After waiting for a while, a carriage without any sign stopped at the intersection of the street, almost right behind the dessert shop. Jenkins glanced around, and the Eye of Reality saw the Bestower inside through the carriage compartment.
"I think, I have a solution."
He motioned for Miss Audrey to wait here, put on his hat, put his hands in his pockets, shrunk his neck, pushed open the door and walked out of the dessert shop, like an unlucky man who had a bad date.
Stepping on the stone road and turning from the other end of the street, he used some money again and asked the boys playing together in the alley to deliver a note for him. Soon, Hathaway Hessa appeared in front of him, and Jenkins had returned to his original appearance.
"Jenkins, I hope the next time you ask someone to deliver a note, at least make it clear who the target is."
She looked annoyed and reached out to poke Jenkins in the chest, but pulled it back after thinking about it.
"Sorry, is there anyone else in the carriage?"
"Yes, Britney was there too. She opened the note and saw that ugly violin you drew..."
The girl spoke angrily about the embarrassing situation at that time, and then asked: "It's very strange that a great writer would come to me on his own initiative."
This is indeed since the two met, Jenkins took the initiative to contact the girl.
The red-haired girl originally wanted to use this sentence to satirize the man opposite, but when she saw his pensive look, she immediately felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Okay, okay, Jenkins, what's the matter?"
She returned to her normal expression.
"I want to enter the Bronte Club, do you have a way?"
A disgusted expression appeared on the girl's face, and she took a few steps back subconsciously. But thinking of who was standing opposite him, he immediately felt relieved.
"You wouldn't... I must be crazy, you're Jenkins Williams, why would you want to go to that kind of party."
"What's the meaning?"
"nothing."
The expression on Hathaway's face was still disgusted, but the target was definitely not Jenkins, "It's just that kind of party, I don't think you can imagine it, disgusting men, oh, and disgusting women"
Jenkins diverged his thinking for a while, and the corners of his mouth trembled, as if he understood what she was talking about.
"No way? Do you understand?"
Hathaway was a little surprised, and then showed such an expression: "Cut, man."
Knowing that the girl opposite also likes a girl, Jenkins doesn't want to waste time on this topic.
"I just saw Marquis Mihail, he entered the club."
"Yeah, yes, Mr. Marquis certainly won't go to that kind of low-end party. There are more games played by nobles. Huh, Britney suspects that his father has found a new love, so come with me to have a look , It is estimated that he is meeting some important person in private."
"Why don't you get detectives? They'll do anything for money."
Jenkins asked.
"It's very complicated. The affairs of Mihail's family are more exciting than the stories written by the court novelist. Brienne is unwilling to say these things... Anyway, you want to go in there? Well, it's a coincidence, I happen to have Method."
Hathaway waved her hand, then motioned for Jenkins to listen carefully. She didn't inquire about what Jenkins wanted to do, just had a brief conversation and then left. At the same time, Hathaway also warned Jenkins that it is best to stay away from his friend "the man in black" recently, because he seems to have committed a major incident recently.
The big event refers to the night when the demon was summoned. Even though there is currently no evidence to prove that the black-robed man who likes to collect strange things is related to this event, the current consensus is surprisingly unanimous—it is him.
In a sense, it is true to think so.
"Are you worried about me?"
Seeing that Hathaway wanted to leave, Jenkins suddenly asked again.
The latter turned his head, his face was a little red, and his real eyes moved to one side, pretending to be interested in the cut off steam pipe on the wall: "I just don't want to hurt the few friends who can share secrets."
"Thanks."
He nodded, and seeing that the girl hadn't left, he said, "I don't have many friends, so you have to be careful recently. The gear germ problem has not been solved, and it's very dangerous here. If you encounter something that can't be solved, you can come to Find me."
The red-haired girl blinked, "If I didn't know what kind of person you are, I might think that you want to pursue..."
She said no more, gave Jenkins a strange look, then stomped on her shoes and walked away.
"baffling."
The man who was left alone muttered to himself, and then left with his hands clapped.
Enduring the pain in his heart, he used a make-up charm again, then joined Miss Audrey, and came to the back door where the man disappeared just now.
Miss Audrey's divination showed that the man was still in the club instead of leaving through a secret passage.
According to the method Hathaway just told, he bent his fingers and tapped on the door a few times, three long and one short, and then short and long. A moment later, the iron door was pushed open a crack from inside, and a dark-skinned man with a fierce face stuck out his head.
He looked at Jenkins and Audrey, saw that they were well dressed and looked like poor people, so he took the ten-pound note from Jenkins' hand and pushed the door open for them to enter.
This club named Bronte will hold some unsightly parties from time to time. However, due to the high annual fee of the club, very few people are eligible to participate. Therefore, after obtaining the consent of all members, the club allows some ordinary guests who are rich and good-looking to come to the party. But this kind of thing can only be recommended by members. The password just now corresponds to a person who has an official status in the club. Hathaway and Miss Michel originally wanted to send someone into the club to check, but later gave up.
Therefore, this spot will fall into the hands of Jenkins.
In the end, this matter was a bit embarrassing. Miss Audrey originally didn't want to continue, but then she changed her mind for some reason.
After the two entered the club through the back door, they headed towards the underground party hall under the leadership of a burly man. Miss Audrey winked at Jenkins, who coughed violently. The man in the black formal suit was startled, turned his head subconsciously, and was punched unconscious by Miss Audrey.
Jenkins has not yet received professional training and does not know the advanced techniques of punching humans unconscious.