Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 261 Klein, are you making money? (3K)

Wednesday.

morning.

After working for an hour, the great detective finally prepared his breakfast.

In order to celebrate the 700 pounds he earned from selling formulas at the "Eye of Wisdom" old man's party last night, and the powerful extraordinary weapons he bought for Little Sun, he specially cooked two soft-boiled eggs for himself and made them into "Old Beijing" Zhajiang Noodles' Fennet Noodles.

'If I were to open a restaurant, I could say it was an authentic "Old Backlund" fried noodles, but I have to be wary of whether the emperor has made an authentic "Old Trier" fried noodles.'

Pulling out the chairs at the dining table, Klein thought in a rather good mood.

Ah, the long-lost peace.
But at this moment, just as Klein was taking a few bites of breakfast, his doorbell was suddenly rang, and there was a clear "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding" sound.

'Another commission came to your door? Don’t you even have breakfast? '

The great detective cursed in his heart, then stood up honestly and walked to the door, with the image of the person coming to mind.

"Oh, very good. Did you find anything unusual while completing the task? As a private detective, you can more or less encounter commissions that are beyond the understanding of 'ordinary people', right?"

Standing outside was a guy dressed as a servant, who was the client who commissioned him to investigate No. 67 Williams Street.

"Treto" is, after all, a great nobleman who was inherited nearly a thousand years ago and has made countless contributions to "Augustus". However, in recent years, the kingdom has repeatedly favored the new party and has become more and more harsh on the old nobles, especially some The seats are actually given to those stupid pigs who smell like copper'

"Mr. Blue, whose brain is for calm thinking, hopes you don't have any bad thoughts. There is a bottomless abyss ahead of you!" '

The meticulously dressed servant didn't care about the great detective's politeness, but instead tried to test Klein without any secret.

"Sir, I completed your commission last week!"

Regarding the secrets of the Pound family, he and the family behind him were very cautious. While preventing the news from leaking, they were also prepared to encounter fatal dangers.

"Very good, it doesn't sound like there's anything wrong with it. Give me your investigation information. Here's the balance of 5 pounds!"

However, as he was talking, he suddenly felt a gaze scanning him. He was very familiar with this sense of scrutiny. It was the spiritual vision of an extraordinary person.

The gentleman dressed as a servant was extremely satisfied. He smiled and nodded, taking out five one-pound coins from his pocket and throwing them on the coffee table in the living room.

Just like last time, he still had his head raised, his face had the attitude of an "extraordinary person" looking down on ordinary people, and he looked a little arrogant.

"Mr., I don't know what you are talking about, but I sneaked into that villa and didn't find any problems."

'The only exception is that there are only two demigods, five pairs in one sequence, and Mr. Fool also participated and took a group photo.'

After gathering his thoughts, this guy who appeared to be a servant didn't stay long, got up and left the "Minsk Detective Agency".

And the reason why he came so late to get the results was actually to use the detective in front of him, who had just arrived in Backlund not long ago, as a guinea pig. If this ordinary person didn't encounter anything after the investigation, it meant that the current owner of the mansion was not. What a threat.

Scanning the task entruster with his spiritual vision, Klein silently blessed the person in his heart.

'Haha, you still look at everything, how reckless. I hope you can see the evil god or his descendants one day or something.'

'The family's influence in the military is getting weaker and weaker, and recently it lost a demigod for unknown reasons. The explanation given by the royal family was that there was no comment on the confidential mission. Is this going to attack us? '

Klein curled his lips inwardly, and told the concocted course of action without any abnormality on the outside.

Klein cursed in his heart, and then carefully reported the investigation results according to the draft he had already prepared.

Opening the door, Klein raised his lips and smiled. His words were extremely professional. On the one hand, he showed that he was serious and active in his work, but on the other hand, he contained the intention of making a cliché.

After the servant left, he put the 5-pound note into his pocket, then went to the already cold breakfast and ate the noodles.

"boom!"

But just when he took a bite, the door of the rental house was suddenly pushed open with a loud noise.

The loud sound of pushing the door was mixed with one part disdain, two parts indifference, three parts snoring, and four parts uneducated.

Without looking at the door or using the "Joker's" intuition, Klein instantly knew who was coming.

Who else but that little kid would push the door open so rudely?

"Ron, I remember I didn't tell you my home address, and you don't know how to use the doorbell?"

Looking at the blond boy standing at the door, Klein felt like he was facing an enemy. He didn't know what Ron was going to do this time.

"Oh, actually I'm here to see Sherlock Moriarty. I have a well-paid commission, but it seems that he happens to be away?"

Ron pushed up his monocle and looked around with an arrogant expression, showing an expression of disgust.

"Che~Klein, is this your residence?"

"Let me guess, you don't even have a servant, and you're still a bachelor, right?"

"Haha, what a miserable bastard fish~" 'You're bastard! With your performance, if you were in the comics, I don’t know how many times you would be the loser of a golden retriever! '

Seeing the young man's extremely arrogant expression and his extremely contemptuous provocation, a tic-tac-toe appeared on the great detective's forehead unconsciously.

While complaining in his mind, he showed off his rice with big mouthfuls of food, pretending not to see anything. Being serious with this little brat would only make him angry.

However, Klein's actions were of no use at all.

Ron walked half a circle around the room as if inspecting, and finally came to the great detective when he was finishing his last bite of breakfast, raised his chubby little face, and looked straight at him.

Seeing that rare beautiful face and feeling the hot gaze of the handsome young man, Klein felt quite uncomfortable. He twitched the corner of his mouth and remembered what Ron had just said.

"Ron, what's the lucrative commission you just mentioned?"

He emphasized the good pay.

"Hmph, ╯^╰, Zaiyu, listen up, I want you to help me find traces of the Spiritual Religion, or people, events, and items related to the 'God of Death'!"

"If you can find it, then I..."

As he spoke, the blond boy paused. He stood on tiptoes and brought his face in front of Klein.

The boy's breath blew on his face with the unique fragrance of dessert, and the smooth and shiny blond hair also followed the boy's small movements, teasing the tip of Klein's nose.

"I will give you what you desire most!"

After saying this, Ron's golden eyes moved, as if he wanted to see Klein make a fool of himself.

However, the great detective did not react at all, as if he was sexually impotent, which made Ron curl his lips in disappointment.

The beautiful face that was close at hand suddenly moved away, and its owner threw out a stack of ten-pound notes from his pocket and slammed it on the table.

Klein's eyes moved away from the young man's face without any resistance, and he instantly estimated the specific value of the wad of banknotes.

"It looks like it's a thousand pounds..."

This is more than his entire net worth combined!
"Is this mission dangerous?"

Klein, who was well aware of the dangers of society, did not accept it immediately. Instead, he inquired about specific task requirements.

"It's not dangerous, it's just that it's important to me!"

Infinite wisdom shook the little golden head, causing the blond hair to follow the movement of waves.

"Ron, I don't understand something. I'm just an ordinary detective. Why are you looking for me?"

'I can't be a time traveler, so come find me...'

After pondering for a few seconds, Klein Moretti cursed in his heart, and then asked curiously.

"Oh, do you have any misunderstanding about ordinary people!?"

"Of course, if you don't encounter the Antigonus family notes, don't provoke the descendants of the true creator, and keep a safe distance from Ambassador Intis, then you are indeed an ordinary private detective, and you are very lucky. There are always weird things happening, you know what I mean?”

"Besides, you're not the only one I'm looking for. I've sent all my servants out to look for you!"

"Zhaoyu, don't be too sentimental!"

'You seem to be scolding me for being a pushover...'

Klein twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed in his heart, gritting his back molars amidst the groans.

This little kid can obviously rely on his face to make a living, but he can always use his broken mouth to overturn everything, which is really annoying.

Looking at the proud face so close, Klein suddenly stretched out his hands and squeezed the fleshy little face hard.

He kept rubbing hard, as if he were squeezing a ball of soft plasticine, or as if he was rubbing the black cat in Jurgen's lawyer's house next door, venting the anger in his heart on this piece of soft flesh. superior.

"Okay, Ron, I'll take over your commission!"

After rubbing it hard twice, Klein immediately stood up before Ron could react, or before he was about to attack him, and quickly retreated a few meters away with the help of the "Joker"'s flexibility.

He didn't mention the remuneration. Although the kid was lazy, naughty, and couldn't speak well with his broken mouth, he was really rich and his spending was extremely generous.

This may be one of the other party's few advantages!

"Haha, Zaiyu, do you just dare to pinch my face? If you can help me find enough valuable clues, I will let you pinch whatever you want!"

Ron stared at Klein with disdain for a while, and finally added this condition that he thought was of very high value.

Don't ask, just ask because I'm so damn cute.

(End of this chapter)