"Miss Granger, wake up, wake up!"
"Um... where am I..."
After her shoulders were pushed a few times, Angel, who was sore all over, woke up from her dream, only to find that Sun was already hanging high in the sky, and the warm sunshine poured into the living room from the bulging window and fell on her body.
Standing next to her was a panicked Tromi. She was holding a wooden bucket filled with cleaning tools in one hand and was about to touch Angel with the other. When she saw the other person wake up, the panic expression on her face was replaced by relief.
So he fell asleep on the sofa in the living room?
She slowly climbed up from the sofa and turned to a sitting position. Her body, which was in pain due to her sleeping position Distortion, protested again, making Angel couldn't help but groan.
"Sorry, Tromi, go ahead and do your work, I'll just rest for a while."
The worried female worker looked back at her step by step and saw that Angel was indeed sitting firmly on the sofa before leaving the living room and going about her own business.
"Did the captain create another nightmare and make me sleepwalk into the living room?"
Covering his head, Angel's thoughts were in chaos, and it took him a while to remember what happened last night.
"It turned out to be Ms. Daly... No, it was her 'human face' that came here. In the end, she was so angered by me that she lit the big lamp in the living room."
Angel looked up at the large gas lamp that lit up with green flames last night, frightening her into unconsciousness when she fell into the negative state of "Magician Pocket Watch".
The gas lamp had been extinguished at this time, and the slightly yellowed glass cover showed changing colors in the sunlight.
"Maybe I went too far? This is the first time I saw Ms. Daly getting angry..."
While thinking, she stood up from the sofa, and the thin quilt she wore fell to the carpet.
Um? Someone put a quilt on me?
No, I remember I was squatting in the corner of the living room yesterday. Why did I wake up and appear on the sofa?
Angel doesn't think that translucent face can have the ability to carry the human body, otherwise it will never be just a tool to convey messages, but can be used as a means to attack enemies from a distance.
"Could it be that Ms. Daly himself came to Tingen, and even came to my house last night?"
She murmured to herself, bent down to pick up the quilt, and found a note on the coffee table.
There are several paragraphs written on it in Juanxiu handwriting.
"Sorry, Angel, I didn't know that Mystical Item had such a strong negative effect. I originally lit the flame just to scare you, but I didn't expect you to faint immediately."
Sure enough, it was a message from Ms. Daly...
Even if the motive was to improve the relationship between Daly and Dunn, his words really angered Daly...
Angel smiled bitterly and continued to look down.
"I heard from Dunn that the effect of this Mystical Item can only last ten minutes, but the negative effects last for up to twelve hours. This level of negative effects is likely to have a huge impact on you in battle. My suggestion is that you can use it often, try to get used to this fear from the smallest flames, and gradually adapt to its negative effects, so as not to be affected by Mystical Item in a long battle."
Start getting used to the smallest ones and gradually adapt to the bigger ones... This seems to be called "Desensitization Therapy" in medicine?
Angel recalled some medical knowledge from his previous life and thought that Daly's suggestion should have some effect, so he wrote down this plan.
"In addition, I will help you find Dunn to ask for leave. You have a good rest at home in the morning, and remember to go to the station in the afternoon. 'Red Gloves' should arrive at that time. Do you still remember what I said last night?"
"As for the matter between me and Dunn, I will find an opportunity to talk to him, maybe the next time I come to Tingen. Before that, I also need time to sort out my thoughts. Besides, if a woman is too proactive, he will be afraid."
The message ended with a crooked smiling face and "Thank you" written next to it.
Looking at this smiling face, Angel finally felt relieved.
At least the barrier between Daly and Dunn has been broken by themselves. How to develop next depends on them.
Maybe with their personalities, it will be delayed for a few more months, or even until next year, but Angel believes that this two-way love affair will definitely reach a happy ending with his help.
It wasn't until the pointer of "Magician Pocket Watch" returned to zero that Angel said goodbye to the busy Tromi and left 6 Daffodil Street.
Since the last time Tromi's father passed away due to the "Curse Altar" incident, as a way to comfort and help her, Angel has given the poor female worker a lot of salary increase, so that she no longer has to rush to the homes of multiple employers from morning to night every day.
As an alternative, Tromi came to Angel's house more often to clean, organize and do laundry, and she has almost become half of her family's exclusive chore maid.
Tightening his cloak, Angel jumped out of the hired carriage, paid the fare and turned to look at "Backlund Bank" on the street.
Of course, this is still Tingen, and "Backlund Bank" is just the branch of this bank in Tingen City.
But the single modern building, which is completely different from the buildings on both sides, still makes passers-by look sideways, even if they pass by the Loen Kingdom's largest bank every day.
"Sure enough, no matter where in the world, the financial industry is the most profitable..."
Sighing secretly, Angel walked into the brightly lit bank hall.
It was the afternoon of a working day, and there were not many people handling business. Angel found a free window without queuing.
"Please help me deposit this money into the account."
After handing the note with his bearer account written on it and the banknotes totaling 100 pounds into the window, Angel looked away from the busy staff and looked around boredly.
Well, the place was extravagantly lit with lights in broad daylight. If the negative effects of my Fear of Firelight were still there, I would have fainted on the spot in the lobby... Someone seemed to be handling business in the VIP reception room. There was actually a waiter pouring coffee there, and there were guards standing outside the door. It seemed like there was no chance to get in if you didn't have business worth several thousand pounds...
His eyes swept across the luxuriously decorated VIP reception room with the door half-opened. Angel quickly looked away, feeling that if he looked at it more, the money in his pocket would be reduced by a few pounds.
There are also many exquisite paintings on the walls of the hall. I was so nervous when I came to withdraw money last time that I didn't pay attention to them...
This time, as it was approaching the "special application" time scheduled for Angel and Klein, she was worried that her cash from unknown sources would be found out. Therefore, after paying out her weekly salary and making up for the part used in the investigation of "Red Chimney", she Then he deposited the 100 pounds he took out from the bearer account back, and changed from Tarot Club, "Empress" Miss with a huge sum of money, back to the poor Nighthawks.
"Sorry, sir, we were not prepared enough this time and gave you a bad experience. We will provide you with the best VIP service next time."
The sound coming from the VIP room made Angel look away from the wall. There were portraits and introductions of the bank's major shareholders. She was looking at the column "Earl Hall".
The half-open door was pushed open from the inside, and a thin man wearing a windbreaker, a top hat, and carrying a black suitcase came out. He looked gloomy and seemed extremely disappointed with the "VIP service."
Sensing Angel's gaze, the gloomy man's gaze unabashedly swept over her and stayed on her body.
Angel seemed not to notice. His eyes paused on the man for a few seconds, then slowly moved away, looking at the bank manager who was chasing after him to apologize, and at the window staff handling business.
The sight that continued to linger behind her took a while before disappearing.
"Your money has been deposited into this account, please get the receipt."
Angel thanked him, took the receipt, folded it, and put it in his pocket.
Then she turned her head and looked at the back of the gloomy man. After he disappeared from the street, she walked towards the bank manager with a sweaty face.
"Excuse me, sir."
"What's the matter?"
The bank manager asked with a slight dissatisfaction, and his eyes had just withdrawn from the back of the VIP customer.
"I am Inspector Granger. This is my badge. What business did that gentleman just do in the bank?"
Angel held up Police Badge and asked calmly.
The gloomy man with brown hair and thick lips showed his true face in the writing of Old Neil, who tortured and killed the "Aurora Order" members of the Pluck Family.