Chapter 171 Loyal Readers (Please Subscribe~)

"Qilingus? That big pirate? He's actually in Backlund?"

The arbitrator also seemed to know Qilinguesi, and Cromwell's face was full of surprise.

Xifa was also very surprised. On Monday, at the Tarot meeting, Miss Justice and the Hanged Man exchanged information about this pirate. At that time, it sounded like they were planning to deal with Qilingus.

It's only been a few days, and the lieutenant general died in the hurricane?

Don't know who killed it.

Couldn't it be someone from the Tarot Society?

At this moment, Xifa saw a petite figure, rushed to the newsboy and bought a newspaper.

It was a girl, with blond curly hair shining brightly in the sun.

Xi Faqing saw that it was indeed the 'Miss Priceless' who led her the way on Tuesday night.

He was about to say hello when he suddenly saw another woman beside the lady.

The woman was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and looked about 1.65 meters. She was wearing a light yellow dress with a stand-up collar and ruffles. Her slightly curly brown hair was draped over her shoulders and back, and her light blue eyes carried a hint of natural laziness.

that is not.

Isn't that the author of "Storm Mountain Villa", Forsi?

Is she a friend of 'Miss Priceless'?

Xifa was thinking about how to strike up a conversation, but saw the two young ladies who bought the newspaper and left in a hurry.

Cromwell next to him gave him a strange look: "Duke, do you know those two ladies?"

"That's right."

Xifa smiled and said, "The one with the blond hair is the lady who led me the way last night. I just wanted to thank her, but I didn't expect her to run so fast."

"correct."

Xifa coughed dryly and said, "If I want to find someone, what advice do you have?"

Cromwell spread his hands and said, "If you're looking for someone, of course you have to find a private detective."

Xifa laughed: "You don't know a private detective or two, do you?"

The arbitrator smiled apologetically: "I don't know him, but I can help you find out if you need."

"Then I will trouble you."

After the matter was settled, Xifa said again: "By the way, do you have any clues about your Sequence 8 formula?"

Cromwell shook his head first, then lowered his voice and said, "But I found out about a secret party and the time and place where they were held."

"Just one or two nights, there will be a party like this, and I plan to try my luck."

Xifa remembered that his arsonist materials had not yet been found, so he said, "Can you take me with you?"

Cromwell laughed. "Of course, my friend."

As they said that, they saw the sign of Bavat Bank, which is a branch.

Xifa looked towards the door: "Mind if I go in and collect some activity funds?"

The arbitrator smiled, raised his arms and said calmly, "I'll accompany you."

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Xifa raised his head and looked at the sign of 'Zreal Private Detective' hanging in front of the house on the second floor.

"That's it."

This is what Cromwell asked him, and he heard that he was a good private investigator. Sifa raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

After a few rings, the door was pushed open. Inside was a boy wearing an old overcoat and a bowler hat who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.

After scanning Sifa's face with his bright red eyes, he quickly passed by Sifa and walked down the stairs.

At this time, there was a gentle voice from the door saying: "Please come in."

Xifa walked into the gate and closed it casually. He saw that there were several positions separated by baffles. There were two or three employees busy. He saw a handsome man in a white shirt, brown vest, and short tan hair looking at him with a smile. look at yourself.

Xifa coughed dryly: "I want to find Detective Zreal."

The man with short tan hair shrugged his shoulders and said jokingly, "If there is no second Zreal here, then I think I'm the one you're looking for."

"Come on, please sit here." Detective Zuriel pointed to the sofa in the reception area, and then said to a female employee: "Miss Mary, two cups of black tea, thank you."

Sitting down on the single sofa, Xifa took off his top hat and placed it on the table together with his cane.

The handsome Detective Zreal with short tan hair leaned against the sofa: "So, how can I help?"

Xifa smiled and said, "I want to find someone, but I don't know how you charge for it?"

Zreal showed his white teeth and smiled elegantly: "It depends on who you are looking for and the specific difficulty."

Xifa slightly nodded slightly: "I want to find Ms. Forsi, the author of "Storm Mountain Villa". I know that she lives in Backlund, but I don't know the specific address."

"Oh, I've read this book." Zreal crossed his legs, "Would you mind telling me why you want to find this lady?"

Before coming, Xifa thought of an excuse long ago, and said naturally after hearing the words: "I am her reader, a loyal reader. I have read almost all of her works. One day, I accidentally saw her photo, and then"

Xifa stopped and gave the detective a "you know" look.

Zreal laughed and said, "So that's the case, then I understand."

"The author is a bit famous. I just know a few friends from the publishing house. Maybe I can find clues from them."

Zreal thought for a while, and then said, "15 pounds, what do you think of this price?"

Apparently a bit more than the detectives in Tingen charged.

The figure of Robin flickered in Xifa's mind, but he said with no expression on his face: "It is acceptable. Then, how much is the advance payment. And, when can I get the news."

Zreal smiled and said, "You can pay 3 pounds in advance, and pay the rest after you have definite news."

"In terms of news, this is a commission worth 15 pounds. My assistant and I will find the author as soon as possible. I think three to five days should be enough."

fine.

I originally planned to stay here for ten and a half days. If it is three to five days, I can still afford it.

Xifa took out the wallet he just bought yesterday from his pocket, took out banknotes one by one, made up 3 pounds, and put them on the table: "Then I'll leave it to you."

He stood up and left the detective agency with Zreal's farewell.

Back at No. 12 Yilin Street, seeing that the arbitrator was not at home, Xifa walked into the guest room and closed the door.

He took off his hat, took off his coat, unbuttoned his collar, and stood more comfortably in the middle of the room.

"All-Seeing Eyes"

"God Overlooking All Things"

With the completion of the spell, the scene of the room, the various colors gradually became more intense. When Xifa felt his hands sinking, the illusory thick tome had already appeared in his hands.

At this time, the page of the book opened by itself, and it stayed on the page of the 'Personal Projection'. Xifa saw that there was a message on the front.

'Paul Wasserman: Great, I see myself in your biography. This feeling is really very interesting, I guess other watchers must be envious of me, haha. '

Xifa smiled slightly, this lord is not as vicious as he looks at all.

He turned to the page of the message board again, and saw that the previous question had already been answered.

Xifa regained his spirits and looked intently.

'Weak, pitiful and helpless Mengxin: I don't know! '

Suddenly, Sifa felt a heavy blow