Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 247 Sharon: Σ( °△°)︴ (4K)

And he can drink better than me!

How can a demigod drink freely? ? You are not afraid that something bad will happen if you drink too much! ? You are not afraid of losing control! ?

Looking at this born Extraordinary, Klein suddenly frowned, realizing the seriousness of the problem, and felt that he had an obligation to guide him on the right path.

Because in the extraordinary world, overindulging one's desires has a high probability of leading to madness. Although he doesn't know if a born extraordinary person has any advantages in this regard, it is obviously better to be cautious.

Ron, on the other hand, is obviously addicted to the abyss of depravity called "eating too much and being lazy". He also has a bad personality and does not act lightly. If this goes on for a long time, big problems will inevitably occur.

'I should be lucky that he's not old enough to find a woman yet.'

Child? You've only lived a few years, so wait, you poor guy, I'll let you experience what it's like to be a "child" in a moment!

"Humph!"

"A glass of langoustine!"

The blond boy's delicate face showed a very disdainful expression. He opened Klein's palm with his small hands, jumped up and patted the bar, emphasizing his request again.

After saying that, he dug into his pocket with one hand, took out a ten-pound note, and threw it straight at the bartender.

"Keep the change, please!"

"No! I want change!!!"

A shrill howl sounded out, causing the nearby drinkers to look at the great detective who made the noise.

You loser, is this how you drink? That’s ten pounds!
Although he felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by the surrounding drinkers, Klein still shamelessly defended his basic rights as a guest.

Ten pounds was the price of Mrs. Mary's task of catching an adulterer, and he had been busy with it for a whole week.

Although Ron's money is not his money, Klein feels that his duty as a guardian has not ended yet, and he has the obligation and necessity to take strict precautions in this regard.

How can money be spent carelessly? ?

At this moment, the poor man seemed to feel that he was gradually getting closer to his sister Melissa.

"I'll give you nine pounds and seven sores in total."

The bartender didn't pay attention to this interaction, picked up the transparent cup, poured half a cup of golden liquid that exuded a strong aroma of wine, and found the change very skillfully.

It’s so expensive, it costs five soles!
Klein Moretti felt a twinge in his heart, but before he subconsciously took the cup, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

No, why should I let him buy wine? I should get a full refund!

After successfully realizing the problem, Klein immediately lowered his head and saw the little kid licking his lips and staring longingly at the wine glass.

He is so young, how can he be so thoughtful! ?

The former Nighthawk's eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered the super high IQ that this little kid showed when he first met him, and felt quite troubled by this.

After being away from Ron for half a month, he had almost forgotten the wonderful life of fighting wits and courage with each other every day.

Sitting down on the high stool, the great detective raised his gold-rimmed glasses, took advantage of the height to raise his wine glass, and said seriously:

"Ron, from today on, you can't drink anymore!"

After the tough education, he didn't care about the kid's reaction. Adhering to the principle of not wasting, he raised the wine glass in his hand to his mouth and drank it down in one gulp.

"Cough cough cough..."

However, the great detective who had never drank strong alcohol undoubtedly underestimated the spiciness of "Golden Langchi".

Those who can be loved by Ron must have enough characteristics.

The moment he swallowed the golden liquid, Klein's face suddenly turned red, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, and coughed violently.

But in order not to embarrass himself in the bar, this guy used the clown's extraordinary ability to stop his coughing and regain his calm facial expression.

What are you looking at? I was just choked...

Feeling the gazes around him that hinted at the excitement, Klein ignored his red face and muttered something stubbornly in his heart.

"Where is Caspars?"

he asked, changing the subject.

"Card Room Three."

The bartender continued to clean the glass without even raising his eyelids.

Putting down his wine glass, he knelt down and whispered something instructive in the ear of the bratty kid. Klein dragged Ron, who kept kicking his calf, up to the second floor of the tavern.

A knock on the door sounded. The former night watcher was very polite and set an example. With the permission of the owner of the room, he entered the card room and closed the door gently.

However, after he entered, there was a sudden "bang" sound from the door that sounded very familiar, and then it closed with a "bang" sound that seemed to have some emotion.

These two sounds not only made Klein look helpless, but also Caspars frowned with a ferocious expression and looked at the blond boy who followed behind.

"Child, why are there children here!?"

"The storm is rising, you would actually bring a rebellious guy here? Aren't you afraid that he will get lost accidentally or be hurt by gangsters!?"

"I don't want to deal with those black and white dogs!"

In the chess and card room where there was only one person, the fat old man first glanced at the busy customer, and then stared at the blond Ron with a rebellious face.

"Little one, this is not a place where a guy who has no hair and has never fucked a woman can come. How did the person at the door let you in!?"

Kaspars opened his mouth and successfully cursed two people.

This is called pure love, this is called responsibility, don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand
And Klein Moretti, who had been single for two lifetimes, successfully settled into the position and silently found a reason to comfort himself.

He skipped these harsh words, chuckled and said:
"Oh, actually I am a conservative person. By the way, is Maric here?"

"Storm above, your problem hasn't been solved yet? Are you still trying to persuade Maric? That will only anger him, and I won't help you pass on the message anymore!"

Kaspars looked reluctant and complained to this high-quality customer who did not know how to live or die. His intention was obvious.

"No, no, no, the matter last time has been resolved. Now I have another new commission and I want to see if he will take it. Well, the reward is very generous!"

Oh, what a beautiful thought, I won't spend even one more penny on your message!
Klein explained his purpose calmly and muttered something in his heart.

"You are good at business, no wonder you are so rich. Damn it, I will help you ask now. You'd better watch this guy and don't let him run around!"

The black market weapons dealer pointed at Ron and stood up immediately, but when he walked to Klein's side, his expression suddenly became a bit mysterious, and he muttered:
"You just said that you are a conservative person? I know that many people in Backlund claim that."

"I mean, if you need it, I can help you introduce some good shops. I guarantee your satisfaction!"

"You only need to pay me a small introduction fee!"

The obese old man is unwilling to miss every opportunity to make money. "Ahem, sir, I am a serious person and would not go to that kind of place!"

Klein righteously rejected Caspars' temptation and continued to set an example for the blond boy.

"Bah, virgin, coward, prostate problem!"

When Ron heard this, he muttered, causing Klein to unconsciously raise the corners of his mouth again.

There is a long way to go to correct this little kid's three views!

The noise and loud bragging of the drinkers could be faintly heard outside the chess and card room. Not long after, the black market weapons dealer limped open the door.

"Maric said he wants to meet you. I hope your request this time can be more reliable!"

What does it mean to be more reliable? It was obviously you who gave in last time...

Klein nodded, cursed in his heart, left the little kid outside, and went to talk to Maric.

After all, if you want an extraordinary person to be a servant willingly, you have to go through a lot of deception.

Taking a step forward and pushing open the wooden door of a room on the third floor, Klein saw Maric playing cards with his living corpse.

"What commission do you have this time?"

Before he could say hello, "Living Corpse" got straight to the point.

"There is a demigod who wants to form a small organization in Backlund. I think your strength is pretty good, so I want to come over and invite you!"

"Don't worry, we have absolutely no ill intentions. As long as you join, you will be very generously rewarded!"

Yes, that's right, I just want you to do some chores...

Klein Moretti kept his face and tried to enlarge Ron's image and make the matter of recruiting servants appear to be in line with the style of the mysterious world.

"Demigod!? Form an organization!?"

Maric was obviously fooled. He was startled when he heard these words, and even the living corpses he controlled jumped a little.

"Is your problem solved!?"

"That demigod helped you solve it!?"

He spoke in shock, looking at the guy who had been looking for bodyguards for a few days with some disbelief.

"Yes!"

Klein nodded slightly.

"You are really lucky, you can find helpers..."

"However, I refuse. The news this morning is that Ambassador Intis was assassinated, and the Aurora Society claimed responsibility for it."

Maric's tone was rather regretful, and his words seemed to hide some message, revealing from the side the reason why he didn't want to join.

As a cautious "defector", he was very concerned about gathering intelligence, although he didn't think of it when he read the newspaper in the morning.

But when the guy in front of him contacted him through Caspers, he had already figured out the whole thing.

"Sir, you misunderstood. I am not from the Aurora Society. In fact, we just used the Aurora Society!"

Yes, hiring someone for money is considered taking advantage...

Klein still maintains his strong character. He also saw the newspaper this morning and was very satisfied with the little brat's employer.

After all, the Aurora Society can be regarded as an evil organization, driving away tigers and devouring wolves, which is in line with Mr. Fool's ideas.

Before Maric could ask another question, the former Nighthawk imitated Ron and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said... no, he pretended to be powerful:
"Actually, that demigod is right outside the door, and he is quite optimistic about you!"

!!!

"What!? Right outside the door!?"

You must be damned if you are riding a horse, you dare to lead a demigod here! ! !
Maric couldn't maintain his master's temperament at all. He stood up very warily and quickly retreated behind the living corpse.

He glanced sideways at the air beside him, as if asking if he wanted to kill this cheater.

"Don't be so nervous, that demigod is very friendly and even has some relationship with the official Beyonder!"

Yes, official extraordinary people who died in the line of duty are also counted...

Klein, who was colluding with the evil god, comforted Maric, then stood up and knocked on the door to let Ron in, who was staying outside, so that he could discuss salary and other issues in detail.

The door creaked open, but when Maric and Sharon saw the scenery outside, their expressions instantly darkened, becoming extremely ugly for a moment.

I saw a golden figure slowly walking in. What kind of demigod was this? This was clearly an evil god!
"Let me introduce, this is Mr. Ron Sotos. Although he is short, he is very generous!"

Hey, you stupid guy, you chanted the evil god's true name!
Looking at the guy who didn't know what was going on and was still having fun, the two "defectors" felt that they were so unlucky.

Everyone's joys and sorrows are not the same. Maric felt that Klein was a little noisy now.

"You two, are you surprised?"

"I said at the time, I had a hunch that we would definitely see each other again!"

Ron's face showed a look of satisfaction when he saw Miss "Resentful Soul" floating in mid-air, who was very knowledgeable about etiquette.

He still remembered the other party's performance last time. Her restraint and persistence made the blond boy's eyes shine.

As if sensing the young man's gaze, Miss "Resentful Soul" canceled her transformation into a resentful soul, lifted up her complicated palace dress, and bowed.

Sharon's appearance shocked Klein. He didn't expect that there was an Beyonder here.

Where did she come from? It's a ghost... What does it mean to meet again... Have they met before?
However, the great detective with keen intuition suddenly frowned and grasped the key point of Ron's words just now.

He looked at both sides suspiciously and saw the little kid who was proudly pushing his monocle, as well as the very nervous Maric with an unsightly expression and the lady who was suspected of being a ghost.

At this moment, judging from the situation at the scene and the reluctant expressions of the two extraordinary men, the great detective unconsciously made up a lot of things.

It must have been the little brat who relied on his power to force the two extraordinary beings to do bad things...

No, I have to correct his bad character to prevent him from suffering big losses in the future!

"Ron! Have you bullied others before? Apologize to these two people and admit your mistakes!"

Klein stood as a guardian and shook the blond boy's shoulder in a very tough tone.

Under the horrified looks of Maric and Sharon, Mr. Fool issued an ultimatum to the "Dominator of Time and Space"!

　Seven thousand today, I can’t believe there are still people complaining about me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)