Devil's Contract, Detective Agency, No. 3 Cash Street

In a dark room, Shi Xian sat on a chair with his head in his hands. Next to him, the body of Klar Anna, his fiancée, was suspended by chains, shaking with the creaking sounds of machinery in the room. - Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta... A sharp and continuous noise suddenly sounded in the room, reverberating like thunder. An old, seemingly abandoned typewriter typed on its own without anyone operating it. 'Do you want to revive her? ' Shi Xian stared blankly at the typewriter. Where did this sound come from? He looked around. He was the only one in the empty room. He tried to check the typewriter, but the one in front of him had no power or mechanism connected to it. Despite this, the typewriter kept working. - Ta-ta-ta! 'If I sign a contract, I can resurrect her. ' "What? What does this mean? Who are you? A contract? What do you want from me? What kind of contract?" Shi Xian asked, his voice full of confusion and eagerness. 'Time is running out. I'm not here to chat with you. To sign or not to sign? I just need your answer. ' "Damn..." Shi Xian cursed. The being in front of him who communicated with him through supernatural means undoubtedly possessed some kind of power that was beyond ordinary people. An unknown premonition told him that this power might not be the golden finger in the novel, but the devil. This mysterious being not only did not elaborate on the contents of the contract, but also required him to sign it blindly. This kind of blind commitment may hide huge risks. But Anna meant everything to him - not just love, but respect, affection and recognition. If there was a chance to revive her, he would try it no matter the cost.