Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 Although Lawrence still has some difficulties to understand about the murder, for example, he and her pronounced differently in the common Canter language, and the middle-aged priest clearly used the word her when describing the murderer. In other words, the murderer was a female dancer.

　　 He doesn't think that an ordinary woman can cut a person into two pieces, especially since the priest said in the narrative just now, there is no change in the murderer.

　　 But thinking that he was just a man who had just become an extraordinary for a few days, Lawrence wisely didn't make any comments. He felt that since the experienced transcendents felt okay, then he didn't need to worry about people here. This case should be just a criminal case just like what the priest said.

　　 Throughout the day, Lawrence has been reading the "Introduction to Alchemy" borrowed yesterday and learning to make something else. By 5:30 in the afternoon, he added five or six small things that he can usually use to another box in his belt.

　　 I have to say that Bai Ze is indeed a kind of beast that symbolizes knowledge, and its pedigree allows Lawrence to learn alchemy more effectively. At least during lunch, he learned from Peter that the failure rate of ordinary transcendents in alchemy was more than three times that of his current unskilled situation.

　　 After clearing the table, Lawrence took out from the cabinet his suit of white shirt, black vest, black trousers and black jacket that he had seen the professor last time. Then he took out a bottle of St. Gutenberg’s home-brewed wine bought from the cafeteria for 65 cents, wrapped it in a beautiful colored paper, and attached a small greeting card.

When everything was ready, Lawrence put on a bowler hat and carried the bottle of wine from the back door and walked out of St. Gutenberg’s Cathedral towards McKinley Street, which is not very far from St. Gutenberg’s Cathedral. Edward's home lives in that place.

"After doing a few tasks and saving money, you should go out to rent a house, and then buy a better pocket watch." Walking down the street, Lawrence thought. For Lawrence, who used to be able to take out his mobile phone to check the time anytime, anywhere, he couldn't. Mastering the time makes him feel a little inconvenient. And as a college graduate, without a pocket watch would appear shabby in social situations.

　　 "But thank goodness, the Silver Federation is not Briton, or else you will spend a fortune on a basically useless cane in order to stay decent." Thinking about the habits of the ocean side, Lawrence suddenly felt that his luck was not bad.

　　 The street here is much cleaner than the place where he lived before. The main street is made of square slabs. On the sidewalks on both sides of the street, a kind of graceful big tree is planted, and in the gap between the big tree and the big tree are black iron art gas street lamps.

　　 In Lawrence’s memory, these street lights with a pipe network only appeared in this city ten years ago. In the past, these lamps were fish oil lamps, which did not smell good when burned. But the old fish oil lamps are still lit on some secondary streets today.

　　 15 minutes later, Lawrence appeared on McKinley Street. People living in this street have some identities, but there are obviously people who are not particularly identities.

　　 After entering this street, Lawrence found that there were almost identical three-story townhouses on both sides of the street. The first floor is made of white stones, and the second and third floors are made of red bricks. The roof is a double pitched roof covered with dark blue tiles.

"Let me think about it, 12 McKinley Street. This is No. 8... No. 10, that's it." This kind of exactly the same house caused some troubles for Lawrence, fortunately nailed the letter box in front of each house. The brass sign marked the house number of the room. So Lawrence quickly found the location of Edward's home.

　　 At this time, the bell on the distant church struck six times, indicating that it was already six in the afternoon. Lawrence quickly circumvented the patio outside the semi-basement window enclosed by wrought iron railings, and then stepped up three stairs to knock on the black door.

　　 "Carl, go and open the door." A middle-aged woman yelled from the room. With the sound of kicking him, the door opened, and a young boy in an undershirt opened the door. "Sir, may I ask you—"

　　 "Ah, I am Edward's classmate. Yesterday Mr. Frank invited me to his house for dinner." Lawrence explained that the boy in front of him was very similar to Edward, and should be his younger brother.

　　 "Are you the Lawrence my brother often said?" Carl looked at Lawrence's silver hair with some curiosity. "Come in quickly, my brother has been talking about you for a long time."

　　 After entering the door is an anteroom with a black and white mosaic floor, and an umbrella stand is placed by the door. Two brown chairs were placed against the stairs.

　　 "Who is here?" As Lawrence observed this house that he hadn't seen in his two lifetimes, a door on the wall behind the stairs opened. A middle-aged woman with chubby brown hair came out from inside.

　　 "It's our guest tonight, Lawrence. Father told us yesterday." Karl turned his head and replied, and then introduced Lawrence. "This is my mother—"

　　 "Hello, Mrs. Hans." Lawrence quickly took off his hat, and then bowed slightly. Then he took the bottle of wine in Lawrence's hand.

　　 "Good mannered child, just call me Molly." Edward's mother looked like a very kind and cheerful woman, and she smiled and opened the package. "Ah, the wine brewed by St. Gutenberg Cathedral. This is a good gift. Well, let Karl go with you to the living room to rest for a while, and dinner will be fine."

　　 After that, Molly returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Lawrence, guided by Carl, entered the living room through a door on the left hand side of the front hall.

　　 There is a bay-belly window in the living room. The golden sunset shines the sunlight into the window through the leaves of the street trees, and also bathes a group of white cloth sofas in the living room under the dappled sunlight.

In the middle of the sofa is a black lacquer coffee table in Sinian style at the eastern end of the Old World. On the table, a slightly gaudy rose in a vase is painted with red paint~www.wuxiahere.com~ The table top is placed The same Aurora style porcelain with white background and blue pattern.

　　 "You may have to wait a while." Carl skillfully brewed two cups of black tea with milk and sugar cubes with a tea set, and then handed one of them to Lawrence. "My brother and father will be back in half an hour, and the police station will not get off work until six o'clock."

　　 After receiving the teacup, the two chatted together. Just as Edward told Lawrence before, the Hans family has an older sister who has married a port manager and a younger brother who is going to college this year.

　　 So the content of the chat between Lawrence and Carl quickly became the content of the entrance examinations of various universities. After more than half an hour of chatting, there was a knock on the door again.

　　 Karl immediately stood up and went to the door to open the door, and soon Frank and Edward in black police uniforms walked into the living room.

"You're fine." Looking at Lawrence's very different appearance compared to before, even if Frank had told Edward these things before, but Lawrence's huge changes still made him stunned, but then he stepped forward and hugged hard. Lawrence. "And brother, you look much more handsome now than before."

　　 "Sorry, I couldn't do anything for safety at the time—" Lawrence patted Edward on the back and said.

　　 "It's okay, I can understand." Edward seemed relieved instead. "Our police often make such sacrifices, so I understand you."

　　 Just as everyone was chatting, Mrs. Hans’ voice came from the kitchen. "Well, gentlemen, it's time to eat now."

　　 "Let's go to dinner, we can talk again after dinner." Mr. Frank interrupted everyone's greetings, and then led them to the restaurant behind the stairs.