Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

At a certain moment, Fuzen seemed to understand why Kisaragi Chie-senpai chose to be a second-rate fortune teller.

Although his first-class performance at this moment showed irrefutable professional ability, it obviously did not make customers more satisfied.

Not only that, the beautifully shaped desk in front of me even had several loopholes quietly discovered by the night steward, causing wood powder to fall rustlingly.

In the other hand, the oversized revolver has been pulled out again.

"Yes, I am a transcendent."

Facing the barrel of a gun that seemed to spit out anger at any time, he thought for a moment before paying, adding fuel to the fire.

clang~

Sure enough, all masters have their own personalities. The Night Guard member in front of him, who was almost at the fourth level of strength, turned his gun around at the next moment and swung it towards Fu Qian's face with a cold weapon.

Winona obviously believed what Fu Qian said. After all, if she were an ordinary person, her face would most likely be broken by such a hit.

Faced with such an attack, Fu Qian just sat there without any reaction until the strong wind blew against his face.

And that crisp metal collision sound came from a sharp short knife.

Just before Fu Qian was about to lose his appearance, the sudden cold light stopped Winona's murder weapon.

……

"Why are you stopping me?"

Winona was shocked by the sudden change, but she did not make any more exaggerated movements, but instantly looked at the figure that suddenly appeared aside.

The same is true before payment.

He was a tall, expressionless middle-aged man wearing black gloves.

In addition to the short knife holding Winona's weapon, he also had another pair in his hand, pointing at him from a distance.

Looking at the whole body, the most eye-catching feature of the visitor is the head without a single hair.

I have to say that this person's head is smooth and round, which suits this look very well.

At the same time, this overly classic image made Fu Qian vaguely interested and wanted to see if there was something like a barcode on the back of his head.

"To stop you from doing meaningless things, this guy is obviously trying to provoke you on purpose."

Sure enough, he seemed to be very familiar with Winona. The next moment, the bald man took off his short sword and put it away with a cool posture, his voice was calm and low.

"You mean he deliberately wanted me to smash his face in? Why didn't he notice you were there a long time ago and guess that you would stop me?"

It turns out that he does know Winona well enough.

The latter's anger seemed to disappear for a moment, and he really did not continue his previous actions. He turned the gun in his hand and put it back to his waist, and at the same time snorted in retort.

"Because you didn't even notice."

The bald man didn't look like he was going to sit down. He looked around and answered casually.

"And if Mr. Grimshaw can really do that, shouldn't I stop you? Otherwise, I'll offend him and send him to death."

"It seems that no matter what, I have to express my gratitude to you... So what are you doing here so late?"

The bald man's analysis was well-founded and logical, and he really couldn't find any reason to refute it. Winona didn't seem to be willing to force herself, so she directly changed the topic.

"You came too quickly."

The bald man's tone remained calm. After searching to no avail, he looked away and explained.

"I did a little verification of Mr. Grimshaw's information, and after confirming that there was indeed something abnormal, I immediately set off and rushed over."

"Oh, what's wrong?"

This was what Fu Qian asked.

The newly arrived bald man is undoubtedly a member of the Night Guards, and he seems to be easier to communicate with, so he is not polite.

"Where customers come from." As it turned out, the bald man was indeed easy-going.

Faced with the overly familiar question, after taking a deep look at him, he answered directly without any hesitation.

"The data shows that you have indeed just arrived in Los Angeles. Considering that you have not even registered with the association, and it is not that close to the Weasley family, it is completely unclear how much confidence Claire has in you, so that such an important matter comes to your door. consult."

"In fact, judging from the feedback, she really doesn't know why she came to you. As the client, can you explain it?"

……

The question raised by the bald man was undoubtedly professional and sharp. Even Winona didn't interrupt for a while, and instead she looked expectant.

"You are right about this. What guided Claire here was a wonderful force."

Of course, Fu Qian couldn't have stage fright, so he quickly answered enigmatically.

"And as hard as it may be to believe, I didn't know this until she was almost there."

"Haha... do you feel that the way I just dealt with it is more suitable for this guy?"

Of course everything Fu Qian said is true, but unfortunately it is not easy to believe it.

After being stunned for a moment, Winona smiled weirdly at the bald man.

Even the latter frowned for the first time, as if assessing the value of communication before continuing to pay.

"In any case, he did not do any direct harm."

After thinking for a moment, the bald man shook his head slightly.

"And I already received the results on the way here. What Claire brought back was indeed ordinary water. Theoretically, his behavior can even be considered a prank."

"But Weasley is missing."

Winona is obviously also a person with strong opinions. When faced with her colleagues' comments, she just snorted and got to the point.

"Yeah, so even though it was just ordinary water, it might be some kind of signal or warning. Although Claire didn't bring anything with her, she obviously told her husband the whole thing."

The bald man nodded, his eyes always looking at Fu Qian.

"Can Mr. Grimshaw explain it? Trust me, it will be good for you."

"Okay, but before that I can ask a question?"

Facing the bald man's advice, Fu Qian readily agreed and put forward a small condition.

"...Call me Leilan."

This excessive disregard for life and death seemed to be a little difficult for the bald man to understand.

However, after thinking for a while, he finally announced his home address and signaled that the other party could ask.

"Okay, Mr. Leilan, my question is very simple. When I communicated with Claire before, she mentioned that the couple has a nightkeeper friend. Is that you?"

Fu Qian's title was also very polite to this number two thug who looked much more reliable than Winona.

Of course, his question was obviously more impactful than his honorific. For a moment, compared to the bald Raylan, Winona's eyes widened suddenly as she sat opposite her.

"I didn't know them before today."

There was a brief silence, but Lei Lan finally chose to answer.

"understood."

Fu Qian didn't seem to doubt the authenticity of the answer at all, and the next moment he turned to look at Winona.

"So that's you?" (End of Chapter)