Chapter 42

I have a mission to entrust... I'm afraid you are in the wrong place... The brand of this security company is really just a brand...

Hearing the visitor's words, Klein immediately filled his mouth with complaints. He only regretted that there were no forums and barrages to communicate with.

However, he quickly remembered that he had asked similar things before, and the captain's answer was, if you have time, why not pick it up? The money earned can be used as a small treasury for the team and as a benefit for the participants.

Luo Shan's eyes rolled, thinking for a moment:

"Our security personnel are all on duty, and the fastest time is at least an hour before they can come back. If your matter is not urgent, you can consider it."

Among the six full members of the night watchman, Captain Dunn Smith was invited by the bishop to the church. He didn't know what to discuss. Leonard Mitchell was guarding the "Chanis Gate" for him.

"The Corpse Collector" Fry and "The Sleepless" Luo Yao Leiting have gone to the Jinwutong District to cooperate with the police department in investigating a theft with sectarian elements. The "Midnight Poet" Sika Teon went to the "Raphael Cemetery" on the outskirts of the North District for a daily inspection.

As for the remaining two Beyonders, Old Neil is getting older and weaker, and hasn't done a mission for a long time. Klein is still a beginner, and he is a half-hearted person in all aspects.

"None of them..." The tall and thin man with gray temples and an umbrella turned dark, took off his hat, bowed and saluted, "Excuse me, farewell."

He turned around, walked out the door, and left 36 Zoetland Street along the stairs amid the clatter of rain and the howling wind.

"What a coincidence." Luo Shan sighed regretfully as she watched the gentleman leave just now.

Although she won't have her share of the commission, she will definitely share a big meal.

"No way, Chanis Gate must be guarded at all times." Klein put down his knife, fork and spoon contentedly, and even drank the turnip and vegetable thick soup he didn't like, "Could it be that you Want Bright on a mission? Or, myself?"

Roshan rolled her eyes and said with a smile:

"Bright can't, but you can, our Mr. Diviner..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly woke up and quickly shut her mouth, because at this time the door had not been closed, and if someone passing by or visiting outside heard about the Beyonder, it would be a leak.

"Fortunately, the captain is not here..." Luo Shan glanced at the door and stuck out her tongue to herself, "Otherwise, I'll have to repent again!"

Bright and Klein laughed at the same time, looked at each other and started to clean up the dishes.

After all this was done, Klein, who did not bring an umbrella, chose to stay in the "Black Thorn Security Company" when the rainstorm continued.

He took a newspaper, sat on the soft and elastic sofa, and took a leisurely "lunch break".

"The airship route from Backlund to Dixi Bay has opened..."

""The Great Detective Munson" has been organized into a book, which will be published soon..."

"Advertisement for the Lauglass Arms Store? A standard revolver with 6 rounds, 3 pounds 10 soles, a double barrel shotgun 2 pounds..."

...

Klein flipped through the Tingen City Honest News and suddenly found a piece of news:

"...The criminals who killed Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya have all been arrested. I believe that the panic spread in the North District, Golden Indus District and East District will be greatly eased... Welch's father, banker McGonagall Mr. Wen, escorting the body of his youngest son, returned to Conston City, where a grand funeral is about to be held..."

After reading it several times, Klein suddenly sighed:

It seems that Welch's father has believed the police's rhetoric and did not invite a private investigator to investigate...

He is definitely not as sad as my father and my mother lost their only son...

Feeling down for a while,

Klein sat there without moving for a long time.

As for the fact that neither Welch nor Naya had invited him to their funerals, he didn't find it strange or depressed at all.

After everything subsides, find an opportunity to go to the graves of the two of them and offer a bunch of flowers... Klein was about to go to the lounge to take a nap when the door of the reception hall was suddenly knocked again.

"Please come in." Roseanne, whose head was bit by bit, suddenly sobered up.

The hidden door was pushed open, and the tall and thin man in formal suit with gray temples walked in again.

"Can I wait here for a while? Your mercenaries, no, the security guards should be back soon, right?" He tried to hide his anxious expression and asked sincerely.

"Okay, you can sit there for a while." Roshan pointed to the sofa next to her.

Klein asked curiously:

"Where did you hear about our security company? Who introduced you?"

So that you go back and forth twice at noon in the heavy rain, and are willing to wait?

Well, it must be that the members of the Nighthawks team solved the difficult tasks in the eyes of others very easily, and accumulated enough reputation in this industry...

The tall and thin man leaned his umbrella against the door, walked towards the sofa, and replied with a wry smile:

"I visited all the mercenaries, uh, security companies and private investigators in the nearby streets. Only you still have hope, and they have no one to take over other tasks... Frankly speaking, if they hadn't encountered a A waiter who delivers food, I can't think of a security company here."

...Completely different from what I thought... Klein was stunned.

Roseanne interjected and asked:

"They're busy? So many tasks?"

The tall and thin man with gray temples sat down and said with a sigh:

"You are a mercenary team, no, security company, you should have heard of the burglary and murder case in the Halls block?"

The Halls block... The burglary and murder case... Well, unfortunately, I am one of the parties... Klein nodded slightly with a heavy feeling:

"Yes."

"Because of the viciousness and cruelty of the criminals, the rich people in the nearby neighborhoods and even the whole city of Tingen are afraid. In addition to increasing their own guards, they also hired a lot of security personnel and private investigators, so that there are obvious manpower in this line. Vacancy." The tall and thin man replied clearly.

A standard chain reaction... Klein and Roshan looked at each other and saw the self-mockery on the other's face.

The security industry has entered a "golden age", and Black Thorn has no feeling at all, which shows how failed this company has been.

Of course, in a sense, it also proved the hidden success of the Nighthawks team.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, seeing that the rainstorm was about to stop, Klein prepared to pack up and leave to practice revolving at the Shooting Club.

At this moment, Leonard Mitchell with black hair and green eyes came out of the partition and looked at the sofa position doubtfully:

"Who is this?"

"The client, the captain is back?" Luo Shan asked happily.

"Come back?" The tall and thin man was taken aback for a moment.

I was sitting here, staring at the door, why didn't I find anyone coming back?

Luo Shan's expression suddenly froze, and she hurriedly smiled and said:

"As a security company, we don't just have the front door."

"Understood." The tall and thin man nodded suddenly.

As for the title of captain, he didn't find it strange at all. The security company was a former mercenary squad or a small mercenary guild, and it was quite normal for a "captain" to appear.

Leonard's white shirt was not tied up, and his black vest was also casually draped. He glanced at the tall and thin man, and suddenly snapped his fingers:

"I'm Blackthorn's security guard, what's your name? Is there anything you want to entrust?"

Perhaps he had heard of the unruly behavior of the "mercenaries". The tall and thin man was not angry at being insulted, but heaved a sigh of relief.

He watched Leonard sit down and organized the language:

"My name is Kelly and I'm the housekeeper of the tobacconist Mr. Vicroll, his only son, Elliot Jr., was kidnapped this morning. We have called the police and have been given enough attention, but Mr. Vicroll Don't worry, I hope that through the channels of your mercenaries, er, security personnel, and your knowledge of Tingen, we can investigate from another direction to ensure that little Elliot is safely rescued."

"If you can find the place where the kidnappers are hiding, Mr. Vicroll is willing to pay 100 pounds. If you have a way to rescue Young Master Elliot successfully, he is willing to double the reward and give 200 pounds at one time. "

Leonard Mitchell smiled leisurely:

"Mr Vicroll only seems to want us to find the kidnapper's hiding place? Otherwise he wouldn't think his only son was worth £100, and a tobacconist with close ties to the southern plantations wouldn't be able to get just £200. "

"No, Mr. Vickroll is just an ordinary businessman, not a rich man. Moreover, he believes that the police department is more professional when it comes to rescue." The old housekeeper replied calmly.

"Okay, no problem." Leonard snapped his fingers again.

His green eyes looked at Roshan and said:

"Beautiful lady, please go and draw up a contract."

"Don't always think of yourself as a poet. In fact, you can only recite other people's works." Roshan was used to mocking each other with Leonard, forgetting that there were guests present.

Of course, the Blackthorn Security Company doesn't care about any client, it's good, it doesn't matter if it doesn't.

Roshan left the reception desk and entered the clerk's office, and the dapping sound immediately sounded.

Klein saw the corners of his mouth twitch, only to feel that they were too unprofessional.

There is no standard, ready-made contract!

"It's a really sad thing..."

"And what's even more sad is that I am in such an unprofessional company..."

As he had many thoughts, Rona drew up a contract that was so short that it only had a few clauses, and had the housekeeper Kelly and Leonard Mitchell sign them separately.

After Kelly had stamped the seal, she took the contract, entered the accounting room, and asked Mrs. Orianna to get the seal of "Blackthorn Security Company" - this seal was almost useless, and Dunn usually gave it to Orianna. Keep it, and give it to Roshan and others when it comes to Sunday.

"Waiting for your good news." After taking over one of the contracts, the butler stood up sharply, took off his hat and bowed.

Leonard did not respond, and remained silent for more than ten seconds as if thinking about something.

He turned his head suddenly, looked at Klein, and said with a smile:

"I need your help."

"Ah?" Klein was stunned.

"I mean, this task is done by me and you together." Leonard explained with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "I am good at fighting, shooting, climbing, sensing and singing, as well as doing some assistance, but not finding people. , you wouldn't want Old Neil to go out in this weather, would you?"

When he said "induction", his voice was muffled, making it impossible for people to hear clearly.

"Okay." Klein had the urge to try new "skills" and was a little wary of Leonard Mitchell.

Phew, I hope it can be successfully completed... I don't know how useful my "diver" ability can be... He thought with some anticipation.