Chapter 175

After decades of working in the organization, this was the first time Rupert encountered such a guy.

What did he take for the Great Redemption Society?

Are there fat sheep that can ruffle their wool at will?

What's even more hateful is that he is still the kind of bad person who just fucks without paying.

Rupert didn't pay much attention at first.

The Redemption Society has a great cause, and giving a small benefit to a high-quality talent like Robb is just a drop in the bucket.

But just once or twice.

You have to show your support to the organization anyway, such as completing a task or something.

As a result, Robb pretended to be deaf and dumb. When he reached out for money, everything was fine. Once he got the money, he looked around, feeling uncomfortable here and important things there.

How could Rupert still not know what kind of person Robb was.

For the first time, he realized that he had made a mistake and should not have recruited the other party in the first place.

Last time, he issued a stern warning to Robb, saying that the dignity of the Redemption Society must not be violated.

I thought the other party had stopped.

Unexpectedly, it has only been a few days, and here we are again? ! !

Rupert, who could only feel the fire rising in his heart, couldn't help but wave his hand and roared:

"Send one immediately, no! Two A-level supernatural rapid processing teams, let me kill them... Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

At the end of the sentence, Rupert's tense face fell and he waved his hands weakly.

No matter what, Robb is now considered a member of the Redemption Society, and he is also a top A-level talent who he personally recruited.

He did nothing to betray the organization or threaten the safety of all mankind.

If he had to dispatch two organizations in a big way because he was asking for money, it would cost a lot of money to have A-level combat power, which is a weapon of the town council, instead of having an extremely intense fight, it would be very difficult for him to explain to the committee.

Even if you say that you listen to the tune but not the announcement, it doesn't mean anything.

After all, the world is so big, and there are not a few people who are guests in the Redemption Society.

In the final analysis, everything comes from strength.

If it were anyone else who had done this, Rupert would have already told him that the dignity of the Redemption Society should not be violated.

But Robb?

It has to be said that his strength is definitely among the top in the supernatural circle.

Doing is capable.

But the effort and reward are completely out of proportion.

After all, they did not rebel against the Redemption Society in a big way, and they happily joined the Redemption Society.

Under such circumstances, forcing a high-end combat power who doesn't cause trouble and keeps saying long live the Redemption Society for such a funny reason to rebel will definitely make those who don't like the Redemption Society laugh out loud.

so……

It's better to let this extremely tricky hob meat play on its own.

Rupert sighed helplessly, turned around and left, out of sight and out of mind.

Seeing this, the liaison officer quickly said: "Mr. Rupert, what should I do?"

"Hang up the phone! I don't want to hear anything about him anymore!!!"

…

"Du...du...du..."

"Huh? No one answered the phone. How efficient is such a huge organization? Bad review!"

Robb hung up the phone reluctantly.

It seems that wooing the Redemption Society is out of the question for the time being, so I can only concentrate on the business at hand.

Different from the lack of access at the beginning, as word-of-mouth continues to spread from customer to customer, the reputation of Robb's Supernatural Detective Agency has become much greater than before.

This can be seen from the amount of business that Robb accumulated after returning from his business trip to New York.

Although a large part of it is just for peace of mind, just like some stores always ask masters to perform rituals when they open.

But for Robb, who no longer cares about containment targets, such a simple job that saves time and effort and pays a lot of money is still very welcome.

No, after quickly completing the last piece of work squeezed in hand, and the reward was smoothly recorded in the account. Robb rejected the rich woman's further invitation and drove his beloved Chevrolet back to the office.

His ideal rich woman should be a mature and elegant older sister in her thirties with a great figure, not a roly-poly weighing about two hundred pounds.

It's a pity that I never encountered it.

After all, most people who are truly successful in their careers are older. And with the speed at which white people age and gain weight, it will be difficult for them to become the rich sisters in Robb's impression.

Unless she is the mistress of a rich man.

Returning to the office, Robb took a few sips of the tea sent by Penelope, opened the client registration form, and when he turned to the last page, he pointed to a very conspicuous blank line in the middle and asked:

"What's going on here?"

"Perhaps there was an extra Enter when registering on the computer." Penelope glanced at it and didn't care.

Then she said expectantly: "By the way, Robb. Have you finished all the work at hand? Can we get off work early?"

As a capitalist, Robb instinctively dislikes "getting off work early".

He said calmly: "It's still early before get off work. What's the matter? Is there anything you can do?"

"Of course! I'm going for a big shopping trip." Penelope raised her foxy eyes, put her red lips to Robb's ear and said, "I will specially prepare uniforms for you, Robb~~Special-purpose ones. "

Robb was looking forward to it.

He was about to say yes.

Suddenly, his eyes accidentally glanced at the blank space on the page.

"Wait a moment!"

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Chapter 246 Chapter 246 The Disappearing Person

"Wait a moment!"

When Robb's eyes inadvertently glanced at the blank space on the registration form again, the scenes from the previous two days suddenly flashed through his mind.

Because the business on the last page of the registration form was received by him in person after he came back, there are still many impressions.

Robb pointed at the line on the blank box and said: "This customer named Finger, I remember he is an old man, came to us because he always dreamed at night that his dead wife turned into a ghost and wanted to take him away with her. ,right?"

Penelope didn't understand why Robb suddenly mentioned this.

She raised her waist and looked at what Robb was pointing at, then thought for a while and said, "Indeed. That was an old man wearing a neat suit and a gentleman's hat. I was quite impressed. What's the problem? Isn't the matter already solved? Is it? Just like what you said, Robb, because Finger killed his wife with his own hands, he had nightmares because of guilt and uneasiness. There is no so-called ghost at all."

There is no dutiful son before a long-term illness, and the same is true for husband and wife.

Robb's customer has been taking care of his paralyzed wife for more than thirty years, and no matter how kind his heart is, he is really tired.

Not just him, but his wife too.

After some mental suffering, he finally chose to increase the sleeping potion, killed his wife with his own hands, and then surrendered.

In the end, the court gave a lenient sentence.

Robb, who quickly understood the truth after coming to the house, didn't mind his own business. After some exorcism, he assured Finger that there would be no more evil in the house and left.

In the final analysis, it is because the other party cannot pass this hurdle in their heart, and there is not much that I can do.

But to be honest, Finger has done a very good job of taking good care of his wife for more than thirty years.

Have you ever seen those couples who go their separate ways when disaster strikes? There are countless cases where seriously ill parents are dragged back from the hospital to die in order to save money.

This is why the court ultimately gave a lenient sentence and quickly released Finger.

Robb was very impressed with this business.

Of course, that's not the point.

Robb didn't answer Penelope's question. He moved his finger down, across the blank space, from the previous line to the next, and continued: "The next man named Gwo, there is really a ghost in his house. Bar."

Penelope shrugged and said, "Robb, you not only solved the ghost, you also solved this man named Gwalt."

"Have I?" Robb asked doubtfully.

Penelope rolled her eyes: "Of course! That guy named Gwalt wanted to default on the bill afterwards. Robb, you sent him to the police station in anger and collected a reward by the way."

"What do you mean by the way? I discovered early on that he was a perverted murderer. As a good citizen of New Orleans, I should have sent him to the police station." Robb said with an upright face.

"OK! You are the BOSS, you have the final say." Penelope spread her hands, "So after saying so much, Robb, what do you want to express?"

"What do you mean?" Robb glanced at Penelope in surprise, "Until now, Penny, haven't you noticed?"

Penelope looked innocent: "What did you find?"

"The missing person in the middle!"

Robb tapped his finger heavily on the blank line that separated Finn and Gervor: "I remember when Finn and Gervor arrived, they were not in sequence, and there was an extra person in the middle."

"One more person?"

Penelope glanced at Robb, then looked at the blank space he was pointing at, and recalled it carefully before confirming: "I still remember what happened that day. Finger and Gerver were indeed in tandem. When you arrive, I will be at the front desk. No one else interrupts. Robb, you must be remembering it wrong."

"Am I remembering it wrong?" Robb first reflected on himself, then frowned and said, "I have some impression of a young man with the same name as Tom Cat. He came after Finger and before Gewall."

Penelope was sure: "There is no such person in my memory or on the registration form at the front desk."

"If you think so, Robb, have you dealt with that Tom thing?"

Robb patted the booklet in his hand: "Unless the price is increased, I will come in the order of the booklet in hand. I was too busy at the time and didn't bother to read it carefully. Besides, wouldn't it be Petunia who could arrange the action plan for me?"

Penelope shook her head and said: "Anyway, I don't have any impression of Tom, and neither does the office."

It was obvious that the two men's memories were in serious conflict.

Robb looked a little solemn and ordered: "Turn on the surveillance video."

As an exploited subordinate, Penelope can only do as she is told.

Soon, on the office computer, the surveillance video from the day of the incident was played.

Penelope found the moment of Finger's arrival and doubled it.

Images of Finger's arrival and departure flashed quickly on the screen.

after……

Penelope gave Robb a long look.

Just because after a while, it was Gewo who appeared on the screen!

Robb's face was full of surprise. He immediately took out his mobile phone, copied the surveillance video, and sent it to the hacker master Florida Brother to ask if he had done anything.

Not long after, Fang Yan responded concisely:

"NO!"

Robb was silent.

On the side, Penelope also looked at Robb with a suspicious look, and said cautiously: "Boss, should we go to the hospital?"

Robb glanced at her.

Penelope quickly shut up.

After a few minutes, she couldn't help but said: "BOSS, we need to see a doctor!"

Robb finally lost his temper and said, "Are you pregnant?"

Penelope murmured in her mind: "It would be great if it were true. After firing so many, they were all empty shells."

Of course, she still expressed concern on her face: "Boss, you don't have to go to the hospital. You can also go and see the elder who came here before. Supernatural beings are very dangerous, and you may have your brain manipulated at some point."

"Penny, I think it's time for you to use your brain."