Chapter 124 The Bodyguard Visits

Jorwood District, inside a house.

As soon as Xio opened the door and came in, he smelled the smell of fried food. He couldn't help sniffling, looked towards the kitchen and said:

"Forsi?"

"Could there be someone else?" Fors poked her head out of the kitchen and asked with a smile.

Xio put down the newspaper in his hand, half surprised and half murmured:

"Do you remember how long it's been since you've been in the kitchen? Well, it doesn't count when you're making toast in the morning."

Fors returned to the kitchen, only the voice floated out:

“I choose outside food because they are better, and right now, there’s no good fried chicken in the streets around.

"I suddenly want to eat this, I like it the most among the food passed from Intis!"

Xio walked to the kitchen, leaned against the door frame, watched Forsi busy preparing dinner, and said after deliberation:

"I took a commission, 100 pounds a day, 3 to 5 days, but I need to find another helper.

"Aren't you very short of money before, do you want to go together?"

My financial situation has actually improved... However, the task of 50 pounds per day is not bad, save as much as you can, and there will be a lot of money to spend in the future... Forsi stared at the tank full of gas Iron pot, while asking:

"What kind of commission?"

She has automatically calculated in her heart the reward she can get.

After taking care of her somewhat rough blond hair, she said:

"Secretly protect a rich man named Dawn Dantès."

"What happened to him? Could it be dangerous?" Forsi asked cautiously.

Xio thought about it and said:

"It seems to be a business dispute, and a competitor threatened him.

"This is not a dangerous thing. As you know, Backlund's powerful Extraordinary people are not likely to take similar risks. It is easy to expose themselves and be targeted by the 'Nighthawks' and 'Punishers'."

"Maybe there is a lunatic over there? This possibility cannot be ruled out." While retorting, Fors naturally thought of "The World" Gehrman Sparrow. This gentleman is a lunatic who dares to do great things in Backlund!

She paused, picked up the fried chicken nuggets and said:

"Since you have accepted the task and I have nothing to do recently, let's go together.

"Fortunately, this is a secret protection. I won't be discovered that I'm a bodyguard, otherwise I won't be able to participate in those literary salons in the upper class. Hehe, in fact, I can tell them that I am experiencing life, and I am collecting Material, my next novel will be about a female bodyguard and a male employer!"

Xio had already adapted to Forsi's habit of divergent thinking, sniffed again and said:

"After dinner, let's go there."

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At 160 Boklund Street, Klein arranged the ceremony in the bathroom of the master bedroom and entered above the gray mist.

He planned to deal with some chores before the bodyguards hired by the housekeeper Walter came over, so as not to be inconvenient to do in the next few days.

Among these chores, the most important thing is to confirm the situation of "squirming hunger".

After sitting in the seat belonging to The Fool, Klein let the human leather glove fly over from the pile of debris.

After some divination checks, he found that "Squirming Hunger" was quite stubborn this time, and the negative effects did not change in any way.

"This is because Mr. A has infected him, and he will never give up his praise of the 'True Creator'?" Klein twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking seriously about how to solve this problem.

Another way to intimidate it? No, how can it be called intimidation? It should be said to be friendly communication on the premise of maintaining the initiative... Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his finger,

Silently said to himself:

"Anyway, I have to write a letter to Mr. Ards later, and I can mention the failure of the 'Squirming Hunger' seal by the way.

"You can also bring some mushrooms with you, no, no, although this will make 'Squirming Hunger' no longer praise the 'True Creator', but it will also make it unusable, um... ask Frank for a few more original mutant mushrooms , to see if there is a different effect..."

After making up his mind, Klein threw Azik's copper whistle and the adventurer's harmonica into the "Gate of Sacrifice and Bestowment", and then he returned to the real world, put away the items, and processed the traces.

After leaving the bathroom, Klein walked to the desk, took out the letter paper and pen, and wrote after deliberation:

"Dear Mr. Azik... I haven't written to you for a long time, I don't know how you are doing recently...

"...Because of some accidents, the seal you made on 'Squirming Hunger' has expired, can you give me a corresponding solution, I want to do it again...

"...Have you ever heard of a creature like a predator from the spiritual world? What level is it at, what are its characteristics, and what areas is it often active in?

"...I may be going to the Southern Continent recently. If I get any new information about Death God, I will write to you in time..."

Putting down the pen and reading it twice, Klein folded the letter, picked up the copper whistle, brought it to his mouth, and blew.

Silently, bones emerged from the floor one after another, and rushed into the air like a fountain, forming a huge skeleton nearly four meters high.

The skeleton looked down at Dwayne Dantès for a second, bent his back, lowered his right arm, and spread his palms.

The messenger is becoming more and more polite... Klein nodded in satisfaction, and handed the letter he just wrote to the other party.

The Bone Messenger didn't stop, disintegrated instantly, fell to the ground like a waterfall, and disappeared quickly.

Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked away, and continued to write, the target is Frank:

"...The dried mushrooms you gave last time are good, is there any more?

"...Do you think it is possible to implement the idea I mentioned earlier? If you encounter any difficulties in the process of research, you can write to me..."

After folding the letter paper, Klein picked up the adventurer harmonica and blew it lightly.

Immediately, he saw Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr appearing beside her, still without a head, wearing a complicated and gloomy long dress, holding four gorgeous heads with blond hair and red eyes.

"Can you locate Frank Lee?" Klein asked with greater confidence. After all, Miss Messenger is different from ordinary messengers, and is a spirit world creature at the demigod level.

——Under normal circumstances, the courier can only locate the contractor and the person who used the summoning ceremony, and the latter has a distance limit. Once it is too far away from the ceremony site, the courier will not be able to find it.

The four heads in Reinette Tinekerr's hands turned at the same time, looked at Klein and said:

"Yes..." "That..." "What..." "I want to..." "Plant..." "In the soil..." "The..." "People?"

...What exactly did Frank do to impress Miss Messenger so deeply... When I wrote back before, she also said that she hoped he didn't die... Klein nodded solemnly:

"Yes."

Reinette Tinekerr's four heads spoke one by one:

"Can..." "Locate..." "I have..." "Tag him..."

ah? Klein opened his mouth half-opened, almost forgetting his purpose.

Poor Frank, no, the mighty Frank, actually had Miss Messenger mark him...May the Goddess bless him... Klein breathed out slowly, and handed the letter in his hand to Reinette Tinekerr:

"Please hand it over to Frank.

"He'll pay you in gold."

Reinette Tinekerr opened her mouth with a head in her hand, bit the letter paper, and then directly entered the spirit world, unable to be observed anymore.

After finishing the chores, Klein left the copper whistle and harmonica on him, went down to the second floor, and had dinner.

Halfway through the meal, the butler Walter came in from the outside, and leaned into Dawn Dantès' ear and said:

"The bodyguards have already arrived. They are Miss Hugh and her friends from before. I will arrange for them to provide protection secretly."

Miss Hugh and her friends? Could it be Miss "Magician"... Klein didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only lightly nod his head, expressing that he already knew.

In fact, his spirituality did not sense that someone "invaded" the house, but this is normal, and it is not the middle of the night when everyone is sleeping peacefully——at that time, even a little bit of change is more obvious, unless Klein is specially in a key place Use spirituality to leave a mark that will be noticed, or the person who enters the house has a lot of malice towards him, otherwise it will be difficult to find out.

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In another bedroom on the third floor, Xio and Fors each occupied one side of the curtains, looking at the garden below through the glass.

"This is my dream residence. When I have enough money, I will buy a house like this in a place with beautiful scenery. No, I still choose Backlund. There are more delicious food here and it is more convenient." Foer Si said sincerely.

After she finished speaking, she sighed again in her heart:

Unfortunately, I have the full moon curse, so I can only continue to improve myself, otherwise, I would have left a house instead of cash last time...

Xiu followed the eyes of his friend, looked outside, and said in a low voice:

"This is where I lived when I was a kid..."

Forsi glanced at Xio, because she didn't know what to say, so she changed the topic and said:

"How do we provide protection?"

Xio retracted his gaze and said:

"Mr. Dwayne Dantès hides in his room when he doesn't have any visitors, and pays attention to his surroundings to prevent anyone from sneaking in...

"When there are guests visiting, we enter the next door, pay close attention to the movement, and 'open the door' to save people at any time...

"If Mr. Dwayne Dantès goes out, Mr. Steward will tell us in advance, I will hide under the carriage for protection, and you find another car to follow..."

"Hugh, you are becoming more and more professional!" Forsi praised earnestly, then chuckled, "I saw the portrait of Mr. Dwayne Dantès just now, if you hadn't mentioned this time The danger stems from business competition, and I even suspect that the problem comes from emotional disputes..."

Before Forsi finished speaking, she suddenly saw a carriage parked outside the gate of the house, and several policemen in black and white checkered uniforms got off one after another.

what's the situation? She looked at her friend and found that Xio was also puzzled.

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In the small living room on the second floor, Klein saw four police officers.

"Mr. Dwayne Dantès, do you know Mr. Cuaron?"

Caron? Klein thought about it a little, and remembered that this was the husband who sold the shares of Coim Company to him.

"Yes, what happened to him?" Klein asked calmly.

The leading police officer responded politely:

"He killed himself."

"In addition, he left a suicide note, accusing you of forcing him to sell his shares and torturing him with various shady methods, causing him to be extremely depressed.

"And his family testified to the contents of his suicide note."