Chapter 2 Old Friends

Know me? This means that Mr. Isengard Stanton often mentioned me as a friend, or did the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom know that I was involved in the Backlund Great Smog incident? Klein smiled, nodded calmly and said:

"Yes, I am Sherlock Moriarty."

The young man with gray eyes immediately moved out of the way, smiling kindly and making a gesture of please:

"Mr. Stanton has been worried about you, afraid that you will encounter some accident, he can rest assured now."

Klein handed the umbrella to the other party, took off his hat and coat, and walked into the hall. At this time, Isengard Stanton, who had noticed it, had put down the newspaper and pipe in his hand, left the easy chair, and walked a few steps forward. looked over.

"Oh, Sherlock, you're finally back. It's been a long time, my friend." Essinger, who had a thin face and gray temples, smiled, greeted him, and opened his arms, trying to give a greeting hug.

Klein is not used to this kind of etiquette among men, so he reluctantly responded and said with a smile:

"Mr. Stanton, this is not what a wise believer should do."

The priests and bishops of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" always have a kind of arrogance from the heart, and seldom use the hug ceremony.

In fact, apart from the rough Feysac Empire and the open Kingdom of Intis, this kind of etiquette is rarely seen in other countries and regions, and it only appears among very familiar friends.

Essinger took two steps back, chuckled and said:

"No, Sherlock, we are always respectful and kind to our truly wise friends.

"In my heart, you are the top five detectives in Backlund."

I like to hear that! Klein snickered, and asked humorously:

"So you're one of the top three detectives?"

To be praised by a Sequence 7 follower of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" as truly wise is indeed a joy.

"I hope it's like this in your mind." Essinger replied subtly and softly, and then invited Klein to enter the living room and sit on the sofa.

He himself leaned back on the easy chair, picked up the pipe, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly:

"I'm glad you didn't have any accidents, you are in good physical and mental condition.

"How about you, did you have a good time in Dixie Bay?"

Klein had already prepared his speech, and said with a calm smile:

"Actually, I didn't go to Disi Bay. I went around there and then went to Conston. Hehe, I was involved in some troubles in Backlund before, so I could only find a place to hide for a while. "

Sherlock Moriarty is a gentleman from Jianhai County with an inconspicuous accent. After getting into trouble, it is a normal choice to hide back to his hometown - Conston City is the capital of Jianhai County.

"I know." Essinger responded in a low voice.

He didn't ask Sherlock what kind of trouble he caused, but instead smiled:

"In short, you are welcome back to Backlund. If you need any help, you can come to me."

Klein was not polite, and immediately said:

"I'm here to visit you this time. First, it's been a long time. Second, I hope you can sell the shares of Backlund Bicycle Company on my behalf. Hehe, all the documents are complete, and no other procedures are required."

In order to act as a mysterious rich man and repay the 10,000 gold coins owed to Miss Messenger, he not only intends to clear and sell his useless items, but also plans to give up the 10% shares of Backlund Bicycle Company. Anyway, Sherlock Moore Riati was unable to reappear aboveboard for a long time.

"Really want to sell?" Essinger fumbled for the pipe and said, "Although I have never been a businessman, I can see that bicycles are a very valuable commodity that can be promoted in large quantities. The rising sun is far from reaching its peak, and if you sell it now, you will lose a lot of money."

"So, buyers are definitely willing to pay a lot of premium for this expectation." Klein chuckled, "I believe that there are not a few people who can see the value and prospects of bicycles.

And Franmi and Repard are definitely not willing to reduce any shares at this stage. It is not a problem for my 10% to sell two or three times the normal amount. Isinger, the pricing of equity transactions depends not only on the present, but also on the look at the future. "

It is very necessary to tell an attractive story to buyers or investors and draw a bright future! Of course, I don't need to describe the value and prospects of bicycles. Anyone with a business sense can see that the only problem lies in the production of natural rubber... Klein added a few words silently in his heart.

"The pricing of equity transactions depends not only on the present, but also on the future..." Essinger repeated Klein's words in a low voice, and after a while he sincerely admired, "Sherlock, maybe you should go into business more, but, There will always be surprises in the future."

"Dare to take risks is the chivalry in the business field. Well, I admit, I need a lot of cash urgently recently." Klein responded with a smile.

Essinger picked up the pipe, took a puff with satisfaction and said:

"You convinced me.

"I will ask specialized lawyers and accountants to determine the current value of Backlund Bicycle Company, and then add enough expectations to sell your 10% shares. The corresponding fees and taxes will be deducted from the cash obtained.

"Hmm... how should I contact you? It seems that your lease on the house on Minsk Street has expired long ago."

Of course, Klein would not reveal his current identity, and said preparedly:

"You can publish the news of the transfer of shares in newspapers such as "Tasoke News", "Becklund Daily" and so on, so that more people can know that there is competition to have a better room for bargaining. When it is sold, also publish a Announcement, indicating that the matter is completed and there is no need to bother.

"And after I see this announcement, I will come to visit you directly."

Essinger is no stranger to the way of communicating through the air with the help of newspaper advertisements, nodded and said:

"No problem, of course, all expenses will be deducted from the final harvest."

Seeing that the main purpose has been achieved, Klein stood up, stretched out his hand and said:

"Thank you for your help, Essinger.

"It's time for me to leave. I'll talk about some things later."

Essinger didn't keep him, and sent him out the door all the way.

Klein walked around the neighborhood, took a rented carriage, and enjoyed the night view of Backlund in the sparse light rain, while heading to the "Brave Bar".

He intends to reopen the news and resource channels owned by Sherlock Moriarty tonight!

After entering the noisy and chaotic bar, he didn't go to the bar to order a drink, but just walked around the boxing ring before preparing to leave, and went to the carriage outside to wait for Miss Sharon to appear.

At this time, the door of the billiard room opened with a creak, and Ian, who was wearing an old overcoat, came out with a newspaper.

His bright red eyes swept casually, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure. He opened his mouth, but he didn't spit out the name of the other person, but said in surprise:

"Good evening, sir, can I help you?"

"I don't need it for the time being, I just came to see an old friend." Klein smiled warmly.

While speaking, he saw that the newspaper Ian was holding was "Sea News", and the exposed content had a quite eye-catching title:

"Shocked! The crazy adventurer has become a wanted criminal!"

Crazy adventurer... Klein intuitively thought that this had something to do with him.

Ian noticed his gaze, raised the newspaper with a smile and said:

"This is a rare timely report by "Sea News", because reward orders have appeared in various places.

"The crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow planned an incident that endangered the 'City of Generosity', and was confirmed to be a member of an evil organization. In this incident, relying on the protection of the Church of the Storm and the Kingdom's military, bye There were no casualties in Yam, but the 'Admiral of Blood' Senor who was involved in this matter disappeared because of this, and was initially suspected to have been killed by Gehrman Sparrow.

"How much do you think the bounty they offered for Gehrman Sparrow?

"Fifty thousand pounds!

"This surpasses the 'Admiral of Blood' and is close to the Admiral of Hell!"

50,000 pounds... Klein's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

He smoothed the ripples in his heart and responded with a smile:

"Unfortunately, few people can receive such a bounty."

He pointed to the doorway of the bar:

"I'll see you later when I have time."

"Okay." Ian didn't ask much, but instead asked, "Mr. White from Harvest Church is your friend?"

Emlyn is this guy willing to go out? For those primordial moon believers? Klein nodded and said:

"right."

After speaking, he squeezed out of the crowd, opened the door and left the "Brave Bar".

After getting into a rental carriage, Klein cast his eyes out the window, waiting for Miss Sharon to appear.

Of course, he can't guarantee that the other party is still here. After several months, the lady and Maric may have changed their usual places of activity.

Silently, Klein had a sudden inspiration. He looked sideways at the window, and saw a clear figure of a young girl wearing a small black soft hat and a gothic court dress on the glass that was made to reflect the scene by the night. reflected.

Turning his head, Klein saw Miss Sharron sitting opposite him. She had light blond hair, blue eyes, and pale face that were no different from before.

"Good evening." Klein, who didn't need to play Gehrman Sparrow, greeted him.

Sharon stood up slightly, lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, and returned the salute.

Thinking that the other party might have read the "Sea News", he couldn't find a topic to chat with, he cleared his throat, and said directly:

"I killed Senor."

"Yeah." Sharon nodded slightly, indicating that she knew.

Klein continued with a smile:

"If Maric still needs a copy of the Beyonder characteristic of 'Wraith', he can wait and gather funds. When I find a replacement, I will sell Senior to him."

Sharon didn't ask what "replacement" meant, and simply responded:

"After seeing that news, he has been waiting for you to come back."

"Very good." Klein chuckled, reached out to his collar, and pulled out a silver necklace, "Senior's lucky item, you should know its condition?"

Sharon let out a "hmm" and waited for Klein to continue.

"I plan to sell it and one of the 'Biotoxin Bottles'. Are you or your circle interested?" Klein asked proactively.

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