Silent Crown Chapter 170: Commission and remuneration

"Smelly..."

Ye Qingxuan covered his nose and opened his eyes with difficulty. Baidu search for Geli Literature Net

Through half of a rotten vegetable leaf, he saw the dazzling sunlight, the scorching light, and the dazzling dazzling eyes.

He was lying in a foul smell, and he was...well, it was a lot of rubbish, he was lying in a **** heap? ,

Wait, why are you here?

He remembered that he played the prologue of "Moonlight" and was involuntarily immersed in the melody, not even knowing his power off.

In the end, I fell into a faint, and then I was taught...

Yes, he fell into the hands of the professor!

Thinking of this, he felt a headache. It was a real headache. A lot of blood loss and exhaustion of energy produced a painful sense of emptiness and an uncontrollable intense hunger.

He hurriedly fumbled all over his body: Very good, all the equipment is still there, the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant and the Eye of Indra are intact.

It's just...the beacon of the **** road has been taken away.

On the place where the road signs were originally installed, there was only a folded note.

He unfolded the note with difficulty, moved closer, and read the small words on it. The line of handwriting was smooth and graceful, with only a few words written:

‘Come to me. ’

The similar face appeared from his brain again, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sighed, and then his brain hurt again.

Did that **** woman throw herself in the garbage? !

He got up with difficulty, staggered out of the garbage dump, and felt extremely weak: Headache, brain swelling, bone pain, and stomach hunger, the whole person is almost impossible to take.

"Hey, friend."

He looked at the beggar squatting next to the garbage dump, "Is there anything to eat?"

"...no!"

The beggar was stunned for a moment, and immediately hid the rice bowl in his hand behind him. There was still more than half of the overnight porridge in the bowl!

"There is porridge! I won't say it earlier..."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, he snatched the bowl from his hand, grabbed it and ate it directly. It wasn't until he found the beggar's face full of grievance that he immediately reacted. Something seems wrong.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm too skilled in grabbing food."

He smiled awkwardly, coughed twice, and tried to squeeze a serious face out:

"Why don't you go to the shaman, tell them that Holmes wants to see their boss... If you are lucky, in twenty minutes, you will sit and sit..."

Ye Qingxuan thought for a while. Pointing to a high-end restaurant in the distance that has not yet opened: "I promise, you will sit there and eat steak."

The beggar stared at him blankly, skeptical.

Ye Qingxuan looked at him and didn't urge, but just shrugged: "If you don't go anyway, your porridge will be gone, you can't beat me again..."

The beggar finally hesitated, stomped his feet, gritted his teeth, and left in tears.

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Twenty minutes later.

In the soft music. A faint fragrance of perfume floated in the air.

The neatly-dressed wait staff led the foul-smelling beggar on the exquisite carpet to the best spot in the entire restaurant, and respectfully opened the chair for him. Ask him to take a seat.

Finally handed over the menu gently.

On the other side, the waiter brought a glass of wine that had been awake, and softly introduced:

"Sir, today’s main course is baked snails in Burgundy, I recommend you try this fried lobster, and this foie gras..."

The beggar sat dizzy on the chair, only feeling dizzy, he was still in a dream. The person who robbed himself for food was actually telling the truth?

Isn't you still dreaming? !

"I want this. This, and this...and this too!"

He looked at the exquisite menu in front of him. Reach out and mess around on the menu. In the end, I was completely dazzled: "Give me all the dishes above!

Uh... can you pack it here? "

"No problem. Sir."

The waiter smiled and responded: "Please wait a moment, I will inform the chef."

"Good, good! Go, go!"

The beggar burst into tears almost moved.

So good? Can you even pack it? Didn’t you say that you have to wear formal attire to enter here?

Thank the gods, no, thank the great Mr. Sherlock Holmes!

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Xiacheng District, in an unremarkable shabby bar.

In front of the bar, the shaman looked at the teenager beside him, and nodded after a long time: "You look good."

"I'm so stinky, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense."

Ye Qingxuan sighed, and kept stuffing a ball of paper into his nostril, but it couldn't stop the smell of garbage on his body.

"Okay."

The shaman also sighed, and moved away a little bit disgustedly: "Then can you take a bath?"

"Sorry, but not." Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes.

"Forget it then."

The shaman shrugged helplessly and motioned to the bartender behind the bar to leave.

Soon, there were only two people in front of the bar in Nuo Da's bar.

In the silence, the shaman pinched his nose, took a sip from the glass in front of him, and finally felt better.

"Then talk about your work."

He looked at Ye Qingxuan, "My commission, how are you doing?"

"It went so smoothly beyond my expectation. It was solved without any effort."

Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but whistle: "Things are going as you wish, Mr. Shaman. From now on, the professor will never be your hindrance."

"Is that really the case?"

The shaman was silent suddenly. He stared at the stinky young man, but he seemed to be irritated. His eyes seemed to reflect the light of iron, with sharp edges and corners.

"Ye Qingxuan, have I told you the rules for trading with me?"

His voice was cold and severe, and he said every word:

"——Never try to deceive me!"

"Do you think I am lying to you?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at those gloomy and angry eyes, but couldn't help but smile, "But, I think you should be able to trust me."

He paused and said the name of the shaman.

The name that really belongs to the shaman.

Silence.

A dead silence.

The shaman was stunned, as if it had been petrified.

He looked at the boy in astonishment. After a long time, I couldn't help but took out the cigarette and lit it. He took a big breath and spit it out roughly.

Until a cigarette is almost finished. He asked in a muffled voice: "When did you guess it?"

"Last night."

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "The butcher's actions confirmed my suspicion of you. At that time, I felt: You know too much.

It wasn't until this morning when I grabbed half a bowl of porridge and squatted on the roadside to have lunch, that I suddenly got inspiration. "

"Inspiration?"

"Yes, inspiration."

Ye Qingxuan raised his eyes and looked at him, "What a coincidence, don't you realize it? Although you have been very cautious, there are too many coincidences.

I've read the files of the Avalon Police Department that have been compiled for you. To be honest, it is a legend and impressive.

It wasn't until a few minutes ago that I compared your whereabouts, the time of your appearance and disappearance again, when I suddenly thought of another name, and understood why you trusted me so much from beginning to end. "

"Just because of this?"

The shaman asked coldly.

"I just thought so."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hands helplessly, "I have to say, this is not your fault, but the biggest problem is-there are really not many people my father knew in Avalon."

"The result. Did Ye Lanzhou miss any clues?"

The shaman froze for a moment, and couldn't help but laughed at himself: "I have been in the wind for so many years. I went in the rain, acting mysteriously, thinking that confidentiality is perfect.

As a result, I am so old that I capsized in your gutter...***. "

He couldn't help but cursed a foul language.

"This world is like this, right?"

Ye Qingxuan picked up the wine glass and raised it to him: "Cheers to the shaman's victory."

The shaman was too lazy to care about him, Ye Qingxuan shrugged and drank the wine. Get up and prepare to leave.

"Thank you for everything you have done for me, Mr. Shaman."

Ye Qingxuan put on the deerstalker hat again. Nodding goodbye: "In the future, please also take care of me."

"It's not over yet."

The shaman stopped him behind him. Then the wind sounded.

Something flew over, Ye Qingxuan turned around to catch it, only to find that the shaman threw a metal nameplate with a name written on it. It looked like it could be put on an iron chain and hung on it. On the neck.

"What is this?"

"Since it is a commission, then there must be a reward."

The shaman said lightly, "At the Royal Conservatory of Music, the old man guarding the gate in the Jianlan Underground Palace is called Dominic, right?

He owed me a lot of favor in the early years. Take this with you and he will understand.

There is no need to refuse, this is your own reward for your life, of course you should be more generous, prepare for the surprise. "

"Surprise?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help smiling wryly, and put the nameplate into his pocket: "Surprised or something, let's talk about it tomorrow.

I still have to go back to class. After all, I have been skipping classes for a long time recently. Although the teacher will not be angry, I will feel sorry for it. "

"I didn't expect you to be a good student?"

The shaman gave him a weird look: "I am so relieved."

"Your news is out of date, Mr. Shaman."

The teenager has pushed the door out, leaving only laughter that seems to be self-deprecating:

"——I am now the famous ‘Shame of the Academy’."

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Afternoon~IndoMTL.com~The sun is falling from the sky.

The whole noisy street is plated with a warm glow.

It was a sleepy afternoon, relaxed, long, and warm. Even the wild cats on the wall were lazily asleep in the gentle sunshine.

After experiencing the turmoil that was said to be very scary last night, everyone felt that the sunlight in front of them became precious.

In a noisy street, a few men are sitting together in a cafe, talking vividly about what happened last night.

What is the vengeful spirit and the professor fighting in the lunatic asylum? The vengeful spirit fell from the sky into a giant bat. The professor's face was smeared with white oil and his mouth was grinning. When he saw him enter his own Trap, just laughed wildly and so on, said it in a different way. (To be continued) WWW.GEILIWX.COM Happy reading every day