Dr. Clay is a middle-aged man who is a little older but less than 50 years old. He is a little bloated, but he is well under the limit of "obesity".
But he had no hair on his head, so he wore an obvious brown wig, which made me look up involuntarily when I talked to him at close range.
"Doctor Schneider will definitely not be back today?"
Xia De, who was holding the cat, confirmed unwillingly that the orange cat Xiaomia had probably never been to a similar occasion before, and now she was looking around with wide eyes in great interest.
"Yes, when the Earl's butler came to invite Bill, he already told him the time for this home visit."
the doctor repeated.
"And do you know Miss Dorothy Louisa, Dr. Schneider's friend? Do you know where she lives?"
Shade asked again, if they couldn't find a doctor, then other ring sorcerers in the same group could do it. This was related to the evil god statue, so he had to find someone who could handle the matter carefully.
"Yes, of course I know her. She is a frequent visitor to our clinic, often coming for anorexia and insomnia... But I cannot disclose the patient's information at will."
Dr. Clay said apologetically. Shad knew that his request was a bit excessive, so he could only leave a message for Dr. Schneider.
The statue of the evil god, which possesses the remnants of the old god, is not a relic, but its value is still considerable.
Even though the academy does not recommend ring sorcerers to obtain the four elements by touching such strange items, those professors with tenured positions and above the ninth ring in St. Byrons Comprehensive College may be able to use the remnants of the old gods to write down the stories of the old gods in a powerful language.
Doing so is definitely much safer than letting Shad be directly affected by the remnants of the old gods today, so whether it is because of concern for Madam Lazoya's purpose, or simply wanting to make a contribution by reporting this matter, it is necessary to let Dr. Schneider know about this as soon as possible.
But since the doctor was not here, he could only wait patiently. It was impossible for Xia De to report this matter directly to the church. It was not because he cared about the statue of the old god of blood being taken away by the church, but because he really did not know how to report anonymously.
"But the doctor will be back tomorrow, so waiting a day longer probably won't cause any trouble."
With this thought in mind, he left the doctor's psychological clinic with the cat in his arms. But he was always feeling uneasy, which distracted him on his way back to St. Teresa's Square and he was almost hit by a carriage at the intersection.
Xia De left home early in the morning, but because the commission to find the orange cat went so smoothly, he returned home at only two in the afternoon.
He and Mia both had lunch outside, so they had nothing to do for the time being.
Xia De left the cat at home. Mia was quite adaptable to the unfamiliar environment. She rolled around on the sofa or looked around every corner of the room.
Xia De recorded the entire process of the cat-finding commission in detail in the account books and record books left by the detective, strictly following the format of the previous detective.
After finishing writing, he looked through the detective's past records and planned to complete the remaining two simple commissions, namely the runaway girl and the search for a doctor, in the next few days.
This way, after receiving the teaching materials from the academy on Wednesday, there will be time to investigate the detective's past acquaintances and look for any secrets that Sparrow Hamilton may be hiding.
So Shade spent the afternoon sorting out all the belongings of the previous detective and valuing his own property. In the evening, he took the cat out for dinner again, and on the way back, he bought some bread sticks at a bakery near the square, which he would have as breakfast along with milk tomorrow morning.
Of course, we can't forget about the high-end cat food. Since we have received the money, Xia De will take good care of the orange kitten.
Therefore, just two days after coming to this world, Shad became a young detective who lived in the central square of the kingdom's capital, had a cat and a job.
"Looking at it this way, I'm actually pretty lucky... except I don't have money."
At night, he continued to study time and space and the Silver Moon. Because he had come into contact with the remnants of the old gods today, the accumulated miracle elements were transformed into more spirits, making the silver light on his fingertips more dazzling.
But it still has no attack power, but the lighting is sufficient.
Shade also tried his ability to ignite paper, which was also enhanced by his power. Although the young orange cat was frightened by the heat of the paper in Shade's hand and hid in Shade's arms and refused to leave, Shade was very happy about it.
This study was terminated at about nine o'clock that evening. At that time, Xia De was sitting in the study reading the doctor's notes, troubled by the doctor's cursive handwriting, when he heard the bell ringing downstairs.
The cat, which was originally lying and sleeping on the table, immediately crawled under the desk, as if it was frightened.
Xia De comforted the timid Mia, walked out of the room puzzledly, and went down the stairs to the hallway on the first floor.
"Did the doctor return to the city early and read my message?"
But it was not the case. After opening the door, a short, blond, middle-aged man in a black coat who looked a little nervous appeared outside. He was the client who came to look for Detective Sparrow Hamilton.
Xia De's first official commission came.
The man's name was Ragget Franklin, an accountant living in the west of Tobesk, working for Hunter and Roller's Textile Factory. This was not the first time he came here to commission someone, and he was also an acquaintance of Detective Sparrow Hamilton, so after being invited in by Shad and treated to black tea, he was shocked by the death of the former detective.
"Sudden illness, not even effective treatment."
This was the former detective's explanation for his own death. Medical care was not well developed in that era, and doctors' treatment methods had just moved beyond the conventional "blood-letting" and "infusion", so it was not uncommon for someone you knew to die suddenly of a serious illness.
"I am the detective's nephew in my hometown. I am the current inheritor of this detective agency. Uncle Sparrow entrusted this place to me before he died."
Xia De introduced the identity that the former detective had fabricated for him. Seeing that Mr. Franklin believed it, he asked:
"Although Uncle Sparrow is gone, I can still complete the commission... and complete the commission more cheaply. May I ask why you came here so late?"
Not sure whether the middle-aged accountant was moved by Xia De’s sincerity or the promise of “cheaper”, he hesitated for a moment before talking about his own business.
Although living in the capital, the Lagert Franklin family is just an ordinary family in the northern pearl of the old continent. Mr. Franklin, the husband, makes a living as an accountant, and Mrs. Franklin has a job as a copyist in a nearby private library.
Little Franklin, the only child in the family, was the biggest headache for the couple. He was originally a good child in the family, but since he met a group of bad friends on the street, he hung out with them all day long and gradually developed the bad habit of gambling. He hung out in night clubs and underground casinos, stealing money from home and squandering it.
Mr. Franklin came here twice to commission. The first time, he asked Detective Sparrow Hamilton to find little Franklin who had not returned home for three days. He was found in an underground casino in the slums in the north of the city. The second time, he asked the detective to bring out little Franklin who had been hanging out in the "Lucky Southern Cross Club" for three days.
The club's main business is alcohol, but at night it turns into an underground casino.