Chapter 28 On Time

When it comes to faith, we have to mention the church.

The numerous churches in this world coexist, that is, they all recognize the existence of each other's doctrines. The righteous gods only exist there, and how to interpret them is a headache for the people below. From ancient times to the present, even the most extreme believers dare not shout out monotheism.

Even at the end of the Ruthenium Gold Age, when many churches were fighting the most, and even when mortals ascended, no righteous god sent down an oracle saying that someone was an evil god and should be killed.

Lin En didn't know whether to evaluate this as a good thing.

In his opinion, the faith of the entire continent is neither extremely monotheistic nor scattered polytheistic, but a situation of compromise after the collision of righteous gods, and this is one of the foundations for the establishment of the [Suppression Bureau].

To tell a joke about the stake, maybe there are no cultists in the world, or maybe everyone is a cultist.

The official will naturally not care about the faith that is a righteous god and not extreme. If a certain faith does not have a righteous god, it is very likely that the official will stamp a big seal with the two big words "evil name" engraved on it. Lin En remembered clearly what the consequences would be if a person was labeled as evil, so when he knew about the small church of unknown faith on Squirrel Street, he felt that it was troublesome.

Although the gentlemen in Elba Field like to blackmail the poor and want to squeeze more money out of these poor people who have difficulty in earning food and clothing, it does not mean that they are all flatterers and fools. On the contrary, in order to fight wits and courage with the cunning poor, they are not only smart and courageous, but also very big!

In the extraordinary incidents encountered by Lin En, the speed at which they responded to the police explained everything.

It is terrifying to think about it...

Lin En couldn't help but speed up his pace when leaving Squirrel Street. On the way, he made up his mind to completely forget what the shoe-shining child had just said, and control his overly active and thinking brain to stop making dark guesses. Sometimes you have to be confused if you want to live a better life.

The most common thing on the streets of the commercial district of [Steam City] is probably the whistle device.

People hooked the whistle to the timekeeping device in the store, and every hour, there would be a not-so-uniform whistle whistle from the roofs on both sides of the street. This is also a unique landscape in Steam City. Apart from being a bit disturbing, it is still quite interesting. Many carriage drivers on the roadside rely on these whistles to judge the time.

It is said that the whistle has well regulated people's habit of taking the car on time, and Lin En agrees with this statement.

Before the whistle sounded at 12 noon, Lin En finally arrived at the [Lightman] branch by his own legs. Just like the expensive housing prices in [Steam City], the carriage fee that makes people's hands and feet cold is obviously not a burden that Lin En can bear now.

That 1 Sule is a symbol of good luck, and Lin En will not spend it if it is not necessary.

"Great, I didn't miss the time." Lin En cheered for himself.

The burning furnace logo on the arch that I saw yesterday, the magnificent steps and the vermilion lacquered door, pushed the door in, and the old man with a beard, Bishop, was sitting on the side reading a newspaper. He turned his head and took a look when he heard the door open.

"Aha, is the young gentleman here again?"

The gatekeeper's eyes were somewhat clear. He had been sitting here guarding the gate for quite some time. Of course, he understood why Lin En came again. It was nothing more than those aftermath handling. [The Suppression Bureau] would not actively spread extraordinary related information, nor did it want others to actively spread these things.

"Well, Mr. Bill wrote me a letter this morning, and I don't want to miss the time."

Lynn subconsciously glanced at the clothes hanging pole in the hall. He didn't see the half-length cloak, but the top hat of a certain squinty-eyed gentleman was hanging on it.

"This is his letter to me."

Lynn had just taken out the folded note when Bishop waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, no, no, the young gentleman can come in, so you just need to register the visitor record." Bishop didn't know why, but he seemed to be a little too polite to Lin En.

He took out a booklet and a pen from the side and handed them to Lin En.

Visitor registration, this was the first time Lin En heard of this thing in this era. He remembered that when he was taken by his father to the city government charity dinner before, he only looked at the invitation. However, considering the dangerousness of the work of the [Suppression Bureau], it is understandable that there is such a registration measure. Lynn subconsciously glanced at the people on the registration book. There are less than ten people on this page, including him, and the previous one is the Countess.

Amisto Russell.

When he thought of the mature, juicy and charming Countess, Lynn couldn't help but smack his lips. Such a charming and mature woman, with a glance and a hum, I don't know how many men's bones were instantly softened. Signing his own name Lynn Moriarty under the name of the Countess, Lynn jokingly thought that their names really matched, and then returned the book to Bishop.

"Mr. Bill's office is on the second floor, and there is a name on the doorplate. You can go directly to him, young sir."

Taking the book, Bishop picked up today's Steam Daily.

"Thank you, is there any news today?" Lynn began his own smiling investment.

"The gentlemen of Elba Field struck hard, and the crime rate in Steam dropped by 5 percentage points. The Medical Association is preparing to hold a peace conference, and the city government is trying to introduce a new poor relief bill... In addition, Thomas, a big businessman, said in an interview that if the union can dictate the wages of enterprises, all factories will not be able to operate normally in the future."

"That sounds terrible. Mr. Thomas must order his workers to refuse to join the hateful union." Lynn smiled sarcastically, his eyes fixed on the grand mechanical clock on the brass pillar.

The time at this moment was 11:24.

Bishop was very pleased with Lynn's polite and well-educated smile. The old man not only had a very good first impression of Lynn, but also had something else in it. Lynn vaguely sensed that it was not just because of his popularity.

Bill Williams.

Lynn first learned the surname of Mr. Squinty Eyes from the engraving on this copper doorplate. The names on most of the doorplates on the second floor were the same as the gilded words on the door arches, with extremely beautiful and glittering colors. At a glance, one could feel the breath of molten gold and wrought iron.

Knock knock knock.

There was a polite and gentle knock on the door. Lin En waited for less than ten seconds before the door opened. Bill's smiling and shrewd face came out with a bit of teasing. He still wore gloves on his hands, as if he had never taken them off.

"You are very punctual."

"Not keeping others waiting for a long time is a manifestation of good upbringing." Lin En remained calm. Even if Bill teased him about being punctual, it would not stop him from coming to eat for free today.

"You should really let those guys see your punctual quality. Many times I wish I could install a clock whistle in their heads." Bill's words revealed a strong resentment. Installing an alarm clock in the head did not seem to be a joke. He invited Lin En into his office and continued. "Come, we have to have a good talk."

"Let's talk about whether you are satisfied with this contract."

Bill pulled out a contract from the desk. It was light and not very heavy, but Lin En, who reached out to take it, felt heavy.

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