Chapter 339 Good Brothers, One Quilt
What a shitty adventure! Pei Man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Isn't it just recruiting people to join the "Aurora Club"?! She was a member of the "Aurora Club" before! Damn!
Oh, is this face too good-looking? Next time, I will definitely change it to a more ordinary face!

These two guys from the Aurora Society were rounded up and attacked by the three major churches, yet they were still so leisurely to come and ask for a commission! And didn’t Storm say that the murderer was from the Aurora Society? The newspaper also said that he was Mr. A’s son…

Wait, A? Did the "Secret Saint" just call the person next to him A? Is this person Mr. A? ! Shit...

Peiman understood, completely understood! It turned out that it was Storm's people who slandered Mr. A, and then he was not happy about it! But Mr. A didn't retaliate against Storm, but went to find the real murderer? Is my brain circuit wrong? Oh, everyone is not normal, we have all been crazy...

"This... making this commission... are you official people?! No, I know nothing! You should go to the police!" Peiman had a horrified expression and pretended to close the door to refuse. She used her skills as a drama actor, her emotions and lines were extremely realistic, and of course, the feeling of rejection was also real.

Mr. A stretched out his arm and propped up the door that was about to close. He said with increasing satisfaction:
"Don't worry, we don't have a good impression of the authorities either. You are good, really good. Have you heard of the title of 'Secret Prayer'? That is an honor that only those who serve the great creator of this world can have..."

"Ahem! A! Don't worry about that for now..." Butis interrupted Mr. A's fanatical preaching and said to the great detective:

“We are members of an organization of occult enthusiasts, and our goal is to collect a lot of interesting stories and books in this world.

"And the death of Duke Negan seems a little unusual to us! We suspect that someone cursed him... so he died in bed! So we want to find out the murderer's information... Yes, just information! Then you can get a reward of 500 pounds and leave! How about this?"

Seeing the other party say this, Pei Man sighed in her heart and had to accept it! If she refused again, the two crazy people on the other side might turn hostile!
Humph, never mind, I’ll go back to Holy Wind Cathedral and report you two guys!

"Okay, I accept this commission," Peiman nodded solemnly and said:
“I will try my best to investigate, but I can’t guarantee the result… because the authorities are also watching this matter, and we don’t really want to be associated with them.

"It's better not to have a written contract for this matter... Once it's exposed, it won't be good for both of us..." She did this to prevent the two men from entering the house and seeing the "handsome" Leonard and then resisting their desire again... After all, Butis already had a criminal record!

"That makes sense! Ms. Watson has thought it through very carefully," Butis Blue nodded and then extended his hand to Mr. A, which drew a puzzled look from the latter.

"Give us the money, half of the advance payment! You don't think the detectives will do anything just because we say a few words, do you? What if we run away?" Butis Blue urged.

"Why should we run! I will never leave!" Mr. A said this while reluctantly taking out a thick wallet from his black robe, and took out a stack of bills and gave it to Butis.

Butis Blue took the banknote, handed it to Watson and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry to make you laugh, but A is right. We won't run away no matter what."

……

boom.

The door was tightly closed, and Peiman's expression kept changing. She looked at Leonard who was lying in ambush at the corner of the entrance and said, "It seems that you have been discovered... Fortunately, they didn't see your face, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable..."

Leonard breathed a sigh of relief, put away the revolver in his hand, frowned and said:
"It's normal to be discovered. Mr. A should be the Aurora Order's divine messenger named after letters. Together with the 'Secret Saint' next to him... this combination is too powerful. No wonder they dare to show up in broad daylight... Even if a team of the Mandated Punishers and the Nighthawks comes to capture them, they can escape quickly..."

Peiman tightly grasped the banknotes in her hand and said:

"That is to say, reporting it is useless... The result may be that we can only hide in the basement of the Holy Wind Cathedral for the rest of our lives...

“So we can only complete the commission and give an investigation result?
"But that was an incident that Storm, Steam, and Night worked together to investigate! We were even excluded in advance... How can we investigate something with such a high level of confidentiality?! Damn! These bastards from the Aurora Society! Sooner or later, we will kill them all!"

Peiman's emotions were a little out of control. She was about to tear the thing in her hand into pieces, but suddenly she realized that it was gold pounds!

Her anger and excitement quickly subsided, and she sighed and began to count the "advance payments" one by one.

Leonard took a few steps forward, hugged Peiman, who was rarely vulnerable, and said softly:
"Don't worry, I'm here. I will never let them hurt you again..."

In fact, ever since he heard Butis' voice, he has been calling his external brain, the old man, in his heart, but the old man has not responded... This also made him dare not act rashly. The old man's actions showed how difficult the other party was!
At this moment, an old voice appeared in his mind:

[“You still have some brains. If you had attacked me just now, I could at best help you escape, and then your good connections and reputation would all be ruined. It doesn’t matter to me, but you’ll have to suffer hardships with the girl and start all over again. Tsk tsk, maybe people will really give up on you, a silly boy who’s only a little handsome?”]

"Old man! Old man! I get it! I'm not impulsive! Tell me, what should I do?" Leonard ignored the ridicule against him and asked in his heart.

“There are many ways.”

[“Those who are looking for Storm will use themselves as bait to completely destroy Backlund Aurora Society. Those who are looking for the Church of Evernight will use themselves as bait… Those who are looking for Steam…”]

"Old man, this method of mutual destruction... are you sure you are not joking?" Leonard was well aware of the power of the official forces, but the same thing applies. If it were just him, it would be fine. If it exploded, it would explode. But there are women around him who are worthy of trust!

[“Oh, of course there are other ways… Since only officials know the results of the investigation, why not just learn from them? And it just so happens that your former colleague Klein Moretti… still has feelings for you, so why don’t you just go and ask him directly.”]

"What do you mean by lingering feelings? Old man! Where did you learn such a crap word?" Leonard couldn't hold it in any longer. He and Klein had a very normal relationship as colleagues, but why did it become completely different when it came to Peiman and the old man?
(End of this chapter)