While listening to her friends talking about the greats, Miss Stuart continued to judge the two in her heart.
In her opinion, Mr. Luo is even more mysterious. Without the past, the present cannot be checked, and the future cannot be predicted. He himself is like a huge mystery, and even the servants placed in this mansion cannot know how he came here every time.
Although he claimed to be 21, this strange man looked very young. He was equally well spoken, and a man as intelligent and astute as Miss Miller. There is also a strange temperament about this person, which seems to belong here, but also seems to be incompatible with everything...
Chocolate glanced at Her Royal Highness, but soon lost interest.
"But Mr. Poirot seems to know a little bit about everything. When he was taught etiquette last time, he had a deeper understanding of the currency system than my father's advisor."
Thinking of this, she took a peek at "Mr. Polo" who was still discussing profound occult knowledge with Miss Miller.
"Worthy of being a friend of Mr. Williams. If it is possible, I think Mr. Williams will be the best chancellor of the kingdom. His mathematics... oh, I heard that Mr. Williams also won the honor of the Kingdom of Fiddick Ritter Prize, I shall soon see him in the newspapers. If he is half as handsome as M. Poirot, he is an almost perfect gentleman."
Thinking of this, my cheeks felt a little hot, so I quickly picked up the spoon and took a sip carefully.
She knew very well that Miss Miller and Mr. Poirot's rank must be much higher than her own. They are rich in knowledge, outstanding in ability, and extraordinary in appearance. They are the most standard image of "mysterious bestowers" in Miss Stuart's mind.
Under Julia's reminder, although they occasionally think about it, they are deliberately getting close to themselves. But Dolores believes in her intuition in making friends, and she can always inadvertently feel the hearts of others, which can be regarded as the inheritance power of the eternally noble Stuart blood.
Miss Miller's mind is like dense numbers, seemingly complex but actually quite pure; Mr. Polo's mind is a calm lake, and the surface of the lake is the purest color, which means that this is also a very simple and pursuing life. people.
"Maybe I should preemptively reveal my identity."
She thought silently, then raised her head again, and found that the lovely cat raised by Mr. Poirot was looking at her with deep meaning in his eyes.
After lunch, the four of them went out of the city together, and then walked back to the city from the other direction. Miss Stuart provides each with a mask to hide their identities.
The location of the illegal auction was located in a large factory on the west side of Loen City. This factory is one of the steam factories responsible for heating the city. The factory area is very large, so it gives illegals a chance to invade.
According to the information, the four people cautiously climbed in from the railing, and when they entered the selected factory building, dozens of people had already come scattered.
This factory building is used as a warehouse, and spare parts for repairing steam furnaces are piled up. One of them, a man in a black cloak and boots, was standing on top of an abandoned steam oven in the corner, carrying a small suitcase.
He is today's auctioneer, and the items in the box are auction items.
The four people entered one by one, and the standing was scattered. Because wearing a heavy coat, chocolate is also convenient to hide in my arms. After choosing where he stood, Jenkins quietly observed everyone present. In the end, he was surprised to find that most of the people present were ordinary people, and there was no aura in the suitcase containing the auction items.
"My eyes are broken? That suitcase can shield my eyes?"
he thought in surprise.
But things were even more outrageous than he imagined. When the auction officially started and the copper ring in the suitcase was taken out and displayed, Jenkins still didn't see the light.
A second after he suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, he realized that this was not a special item at all.
According to the self-proclaimed Mr. Oswicky, the brass ring he holds is a special kind of metal with elasticity. When the bestower injects the spirit, he can freely control the size of the copper ring.
In front of everyone, he put the copper ring on the handle on the side of the steam oven. As the copper ring continued to shrink, the iron hearth handle was completely pinched off in a tooth-piercing sound.
Mr. Oswicky also "randomly" selected several benefactors who participated in the auction to conduct experiments, and all of them achieved the expected results.
During the whole process, Jenkins only saw that Oswicky's ability light spot kept shining.
"One liar, three trustees, other than that are ordinary people..."
This was the first time he encountered such a thing, and the current situation was that, except for the three people who followed Miss Stuart, the rest of the participants were all liars.
This is really a very innovative way of defrauding. Presumably, Oswicky must have spent a lot of thought in order to lure Miss Stuart into the trap.
Thinking of this, he looked at Miss Miller who was standing on the steel not far away. She nodded slightly at Jenkins, and realized something was wrong after thinking about it.
"Sorry, I have some questions!"
Jenkins suddenly shouted loudly.
"Please say!"
Oswicky carefully put the copper ring back into the suitcase, which made Jenkins ask questions.
"Excuse me, is this thing innocent? We all don't want to get ourselves into trouble, and hope it's not a stolen item."
"Don't worry, sir, this was obtained by my friend during an expedition in a strange place in the spring. He recently wanted to move to live in the warmer Kingdom of Fidgetli, so he entrusted me to help with the auction and raise the money for the relocation." funds."
"So, the church has not recorded this item?"
He continued to ask.
"Yes sir, there is no doubt about that."
Jenkins nodded and saw that Miss Miller was already casting a spell, and he still needed to delay for some time.
"Please excuse my curiosity just now, but this is a big business after all. Mr. Oswicky, in what form do you want to trade this item, barter, or directly in exchange for cash? Can it be foreign currency , I only came here from the Kingdom of Fidgetli in the second half of the year, so I still have some gold pounds in my hands. If your friend wants to live there, I think he must need these."
"Of course, I accept the currencies circulated in the Three Kingdoms."
There was a smile on his face, presumably he thought the business was about to succeed. And Miss Stuart is very puzzled now, she doesn't understand why Mr. Polo would ask such a question, because they have already discussed the transaction process on the way here.