The wheels rolled over the snow, making a creaking sound, and the carriage brought the three of them to an inconspicuous street.
Julia led the two "detectives" out of the car, stepped on the snow and garbage into the alley, and the three of them held their noses together.
"Miss was supposed to meet me here, but I haven't seen her after waiting for a long time, and there are no footprints around here... What are you looking at?"
In Julia's eyes, the man and woman were holding kerosene lamps and looking seriously at the wall at the end of the alley.
There are some malicious and dirty graffiti on the walls, and the garbage piles in the corners emit an even more unbearable stench.
In the eyes of Jenkins and Miss Miller, endless white light was emitting from the light door on the wall. In the depths of the light, it seemed that someone was watching them.
"Is this also your arrangement?"
He rubbed his arm against the woman's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
"How is it possible that if I have this kind of ability, I still have to think hard about planning? Also, what happened tonight has nothing to do with me, and my plan hasn't started yet. But it's okay..."
After finishing speaking, she motioned Jenkins to stop talking, and turned to look at the puzzled maid Julia.
"Excuse me, what are you looking at?"
She asked in a low voice, afraid of disturbing the detective's thoughts.
"Where Miss Dolores Kingsley has gone, we can probably guess."
The maid immediately took two steps forward and grabbed Miss Miller's hand: "Excuse me..."
"But please wait a moment, the current situation may be a bit special. Please answer me a question honestly, this question is very important."
Jenkins took a step closer to the two women unobtrusively.
"Miss Kingsley, are you the bestower?"
"Ah~"
An exclamation burst out of Julia's mouth, but it was quickly suppressed. She looked at the two of them vigilantly, and subconsciously stretched her right hand towards her waist.
After all, she is a professional maid, she is ready to deal with the next development in an instant.
"Don't be nervous, if she is the giver, then you should also know some things. For example..."
He took a step to the side to get out of sight, then pointed to the wall: "Unearthly."
She didn't show a puzzled expression, she just glanced inquiringly.
"Two..."
"Yes, we are all unregistered granters, but at a very low level."
It seems that Miss Miller's ability to open her eyes and tell lies is no worse than that of Jenkins.
Thinking of this, he also nodded seriously to the maid Julia. Miss Miller took off her black wool gloves, and continued:
"I have no other intentions in contacting and interacting with Miss Kingsley. I really didn't expect that a noble girl like her would risk becoming a gifter."
As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Jenkins' hand, and was about to exit the alley with him.
"please… "
"Julia, you have to understand how low the survival rate of the Paradise is."
Miss Miller interrupted what the woman was about to say, made a sorry expression, and then asked:
"As Miss Kingsley, it's impossible not to find someone who is willing to take risks for her. It shouldn't be the first day she became a benefactor, can't she find a few familiar friends?"
This sentence made Julia unable to answer. She couldn't tell the two people in front of her that her master was actually the princess of the kingdom. In order to hide her identity, she never made friends with the bestowers in her true colors. Moreover, there is a possibility that the strange world will collapse at any time. If she is willing to spend money, she can find helpers, but she can't waste any more time. God knows if those mercenaries are in the tavern.
What's even more indescribable is that Julia can always feel the warmth and kindness from the short lady in front of her. Although she hasn't known her for a long time, she subconsciously regards this person as someone she can trust.
"The Kingsley family will not treat their friends badly."
She thought about it for a long time, and she could only guarantee this.
"I'm going to discuss it with my friend."
Miss Miller said with a straight face.
Julia nodded, exited the alley and stood in front of the carriage.
"B-11-5-2305, the ticket to go home. It's not a single one, but a renewable extraordinary that can be found in the cracks of books, straw paper or other papers."
"Like a magical conch?"
"Yes."
She nodded and looked into Jenkins' eyes: "I have two tickets. One ticket can allow a person to return to the 'home' recognized by himself from any place. It can not only work in the physical world, but in the strange world, Or even other worlds."
"I see, I will help you."
He nodded, and he would never let go of this opportunity to explore a strange place without danger. But he still has a question:
"Why is this entrance still here after someone has entered the strange realm?"
"From the first benefactor enters, the entrance to the tricky realm will not be hidden within 2 to 3 hours, and people who enter during this period will appear in the tricky realm at the same time. There seems to be a regulation for that kind of space debris-like place The function of time... don't you even know that?"
Jenkins turned his face away. Although he experienced a lot of strange situations, he really didn't learn anything about it.
"Is it worth wasting two special items in order to befriend one person?"
He took the ticket, the style is very ordinary, the material feels like hard cardboard. There are only a few words above:
Originating station: here;
End point: home.
"It's worth it. The identity of this lady is not that simple."
Julia was quickly called back by Miss Miller, and the two moons happened to be behind a man and a woman in the alley at this time. Although it was a little dim, Julia could still see clearly the expressions on the faces of the two men who looked at death as if they were at home. Resolute expression.
For a moment, Julia regretted that she did not find some trustworthy bestowers to guard Her Royal Highness, and now she can only let the two new and enthusiastic friends take risks.
Jenkins doesn't agree with this way of "making friends" with deceit, but he believes that Miss Miller is a good girl. This method is only used to get close to people who are not easy to get close to, not malicious deception.
"We can enter the strange world to rescue Miss Kingsley, but this kind of thing will never happen again. I hope the Kingsley family can remember the risks we face."
"Of course, Miss Miller, Mr. Poirot, the Kingsley family will never owe their friends."
Miss Miller nodded, looked at Jenkins, and motioned for him to say something.
"Watch my cat."
He said these words with a straight face, unbuttoned the top button of the heavy black coat, took out the struggling chocolate, and then nodded to Miss Miller, and the two walked into the endless white light side by side.