A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

When Levi left the Hampton Man Cafe, the electric street lights on the street had already turned on. The vendors had closed their stalls and left, leaving only a few dock workers loading cargo ships.

"We have to wait another day..."

Levi scratched his head. He left his previous rental house because it had been discovered by gangs and was no longer safe. Moreover, staying there might cause trouble for Lao Chen. Before I left, I really didn’t think about where I would stay these two days.

"The Puget Center hotel where I rented a bathroom for lunch?"

"The sandwiches and potato salad there are good. Well, maybe we can look forward to tomorrow's breakfast?"

After deciding on the target, Levi carried the box and walked towards the city tram station.

……

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Lao Chen had just sent away his last guest. He lit up a cigarette, leaned on his chair, and happily counted the money he earned this morning.

At this time, regular footsteps came from outside the door. Lao Chen's years of experience in escaping told him that an uninvited guest was coming.

He immediately put out his cigarette, put the money into his secret pocket, took a rag, pretended not to know anything, and leaned over to wipe the table.

This felt right. The door was quickly pushed open, and the door bolt made a sluggish sound.

There were two people coming. They were both wearing police uniforms and had sharp eyes. One of them walked up to Lao Chen and showed his police officer ID card.

"Hello, we are detectives from the Bridgewick Police Department. There is a disappearance case here. We need to ask you something, and please cooperate with us."

But Lao Chen just looked up and immediately showed an expression of surprise.

"Hey, aren't these Mr. Henshaw and Mr. Owens?"

Lao Chen said with a smile in the Hamptons dialect full of Seris, "Here, what happened to the gang again? Why did you think of coming to see me? Come on, let me get you two plates of fortune cookies?"

The two people dressed as police officers were stunned and looked at each other randomly. The man standing behind walked over with a smile, and with a touch of his hand, it was as if something invisible melted away from their faces, turning into another face.

"Chen, how are you doing lately? Your eyes have become sharper as you grow older."

[Makeup artist] Ryan Owens said with a smile on his face.

"No way, Mr. Henshaw's eyes were so sharp that I staggered in fright. Only then did I remember if it was you two." Old Chen said with a smile. He wiped his hands with his apron and picked one to return. Clean the teapot, pour out the tea leaves, and make the cappuccino that Phoenix people like.

"Is this also the unique modesty of the Seris people?" Owens sat down with a smile, while [Interrogator] Hank Henshaw beside him remained silent.

Both are rated 2D. They are elite members of the Bridgewick Gang and are often responsible for investigations.

At this time, Lao Chen had brought a plate of biscuits that looked like folded dumplings. Owens casually broke one open with the words "Everything goes well" written on it.

Owens laughed, took out a box of expensive Sanqi cigarettes, and handed one to Lao Chen.

"Hey, this is really scary." Old Chen bent down and took it, but he didn't light it, he just held it in his hand.

"Don't be nervous, Chen." Mr. Owens said with a smile, "Actually, we are not lying. Hank has something to ask you."

"Then I will tell you everything I know." Lao Chen said quickly.

Hank Henshaw looked at Old Chen and slowly said: "There is a Seris man who wants to join the gang and has disappeared..."

His voice seemed to have a strange power that made people want to answer proactively.

Old Chen blinked and said blankly: "We have so many people in Seris, and many of them want to join the gang."

"Well..." Mr. Henshaw was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Owens, "Owen, what's that guy's name?"

"I also forgot. It's too hard to remember the name of the Seris people...it seems like their surname is one?" Owens thought for a while and asked.

"Oh, you two are talking about Lao Wang, right?" Lao Chen reminded.

"Yes, that's right," Henshaw said, "He's missing. When was the last time you saw him?"

Old Chen thought for a while: "Yesterday morning, he came to my store for breakfast."

Henshaw turned to Owens, who nodded.

Henshaw understood, and he continued to ask: "We suspect that a wizard named Li is related to this matter. Do you know him?"

"Yes, we know each other. He is from Zhili, and I am from Dongdai. We are fellow villagers, and he always comes to my restaurant to eat." Lao Chen said obediently.

"When was he last seen?"

"Yesterday morning, I also came to my store for dinner."

"Did he say where he went?" Henshaw's voice suddenly rose.

Lao Chen only felt that he was in an interrogation room at this time. The incandescent lamp was dazzling and dazzled his eyes. The bloody and rusty torture instruments were illuminated palely.

Lao Chen gritted his teeth and said quickly: "No, I didn't say it!"

"Then what did you two talk about yesterday?" Henshaw calmed down. Lao Chen was obviously frightened. He didn't think the other party dared to deceive him under such circumstances.

Moreover, maintaining his witchcraft was very energy-consuming.

"He just said..." Old Chen said, "He just said that he was leaving Bridgewick. I asked him to write to me often when he gets to his new place."

"Any more?" Henshaw pressed.

"No... no, I mean, we stopped talking about anything meaningful. I complained to him for a while, saying that soldiers always don't pay for meals. Do you want to hear it?" Lao Chen was frightened. road.

Henshaw shook his head. Of course he didn't care about this kind of thing.

"Looks like there's nothing else, Owen," he said to Owens.

"I think so. The Siris man surnamed Wang must have been killed by mistake. But this at least proves that the strength of the wizard surnamed Li is not 1E to 5D as we expected. His current rating should be 2D or 3D. ." Owens rubbed his chin and concluded.

"Yeah, but that's not a problem. What's important to note is that he wants to run away. I don't know whether we should catch up with him or let him go." Henshaw said.

"This is not something we can decide." Owens stood up and said, "Let's leave. It's time to report."

Henshaw said "Yeah."

The two of them took two steps towards the door together. Just as they reached the door, Owens suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I almost forgot, Chen, what do you think Li is like in normal times?"

Henshaw pointed at Lao Chen and said, "Answer his question."

Lao Chen thought for a moment and said, "He seems to be short of money and always wears old clothes. But he is very responsible, willing to endure hardship, and he doesn't mind being dirty and smelly."

Owens smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, thank you for your cooperation. I won't drink that pot of cappuccino. You can keep it for yourself."

Immediately, the two opened the door and left.

Sunlight shone dimly through the filmed glass, and the panic on Lao Chen's face gradually disappeared. He took a few steps back, sat down on the chair with a "dong" sound, and waited quietly for a moment.

It wasn't until he confirmed that the gang members were far away that he showed contempt and spat out a mouthful of bitter coffee powder in his mouth.

"Damn it, foreign devil!"

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