"Sean... is he here?"
"It's a good thing I'm wearing the crow's mask... otherwise I would definitely be recognized..."
"However, the pseudonym I used before was also Sean. Does this count as a fake hitting the real owner?"
Sulu's thoughts were ups and downs, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Sir... is there anything I can do to help you?"
While he was thinking, the real Sean strode over and asked politely.
But Sulu, who knew his temper well, knew that this kid was only interested in his dog.
"No... nothing, just curious about the closed building..."
Sulu shook his head.
"Because it was contracted by an unscrupulous construction company, the building's load-bearing structure has problems, and it can no longer be used for people..." Xiao En coughed and turned serious.
"Really? Then I take my leave..."
Sulu smiled, turned and left.
"By the way, your dog is fine..." Sean's voice continued to come from behind.
"Sean!"
A middle-aged detective rubbed his face: "Pay attention... when you are on a mission! Keep a low profile! Keep it secret!"
"Hey... I know, I didn't say anything! And... I don't think he's a reporter!"
Sean looked at Sulu's back with a serious face and said, "Reporters can't raise such a dog!"
…
late at night.
Sulu returned to the apartment.
Wood, who had been smoking and waiting in the corner, immediately stepped forward and whispered: "The dog owner has already settled it this morning... This is just an accident, and he promises that he will not continue to harass or ask for compensation."
How could such an ordinary villain be the opponent of a real gangster
Sulu was very relieved about this, nodded, and said: "The past few days... There is a woman who has been spying on this apartment, you go and investigate."
"Do not worry!"
Wood nodded quickly.
Although the Shark Society is not a particularly powerful gang, it is only aimed at the upper class, and it still has a certain influence among ordinary people and the poor.
"Very well, I won't invite you to dinner."
Sulu walked into the apartment and asked Mary to start preparing dinner.
As for Sean? It would be impossible for the shark to find out anything, and it might expose the relationship between the two parties, so Suluti didn't mention it.
Harlock, who had been busy all day, was also exhausted. It was rare that he didn't run around, but lay down under the dining table, waiting for a sumptuous dinner.
half an hour later.
While eating a piece of lamb chop sprinkled with spices and squab with lemon juice, Su Lu was thinking about today's harvest.
"The mysterious creatures in Niah City... can basically be ruled out..."
"They don't have any useful materials on them, maybe I should go to the suburbs tomorrow to try my luck..."
"As for the 'Shadow Council'? That line can't be given up, maybe there is a possibility of acquisition... I have mastered the route from the city's sewers to the 'Shadow Hall', although it may be the most common and the second worst in secrecy One of the…”
For Sean to appear in Rory City, Sulu is not very surprised.
After being kidnapped last time, Sean was transferred to the west coast, and after a series of events, he mastered the mysterious power, and it is normal operation to be absorbed by the eleventh bureau.
And New Phoenix State is very close to Gusta State, so it is not unacceptable for him to appear here.
It's just that Sulu's current situation is not suitable for contacting the other party.
'Sean appeared here... Where is Rhodes? Last time he wrote a letter saying that he was studying with a senior demon hunter from the Church of the Goddess. After so long, he should have been promoted to [Demon Hunter Expert], right? '
The [Demon Hunter] profession has always been in the hands of the Church of the Goddess of Light, even the fifth and sixth ranks.
However, such a road is indeed very dangerous.
The more he deals with the spirit world, the more Sulu understands the horror of 'Abyss' and 'Demon'!
Even with the help of the Goddess of Light, the risk of being a demon hunter is terribly high.
Especially when promoting 'Legend'!
"But fortunately... Even if Rhodes has a teacher, it will be difficult to reach that point in a short time..."
…
The next day, early morning.
Sulu drank milk and read the newspaper as usual, and was going to go out for a walk with the dog after breakfast.
Jingle jingle!
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Who? Wood? Did yesterday's matter come to fruition so quickly?"
Sulu holds the newspaper in both hands, and the inspiration spreads, outlining the image of a middle-aged man in a formal dress.
"Stranger... Harlock!"
Sulu pointed to the door.
Harlock glanced at Sulu, seeming to despise his master's laziness, but he still flew forward and opened the handle of the door.
"Hello, is Mr. Sean Beta at home?"
A middle-aged man was standing by the door, just about to say hello, looking at Harlock's doggy face, he fell silent for a moment.
"In... May I ask who you are?"
At this time, Sulu had also got up, feeling that this middle-aged man had a well-trained temperament.
Well, judging from the clothing, it is likely to be a housekeeper.
"My name is Kindum, and I'm the housekeeper of Mr. Owen Dogwell. Mr. would like to invite you to his villa."
Sure enough, Jindem bowed and made a standard bow.
"Landlord Owen? What's the matter? Is it urgent?"
Sulu glanced at the carriage parked outside.
"Yes, in a hurry... for consultation on some professional matters."
Kim continued.
"It turned out to be like this..."
Sulu understood: "Wait a moment, I'll change clothes."
He went back to his room, took his coat, took Harlock out the door, and got into the carriage.
Although he was a little surprised that he had to bring a dog, Jin Dum didn't say anything, and ordered the carriage to move.
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a beautifully built villa.
Guided by Kim Dem, he led Sulu into the living room.
"Hello my friend!"
Owen was wearing pajamas, with dark bags under his eyes. He raised his head and looked over with dull eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Owen, may I help you?"
Sulu sat down on the sofa, and a maid brought coffee beside him.
"Yes... I... have something to ask you, about folklore and mysticism... you should be an expert in this field."
Owen said with some embarrassment.
Sulu noticed that the butler and the servants had retreated at some point, and only Harlock's excited voice echoed in the living room.
"Where did you know about this?"
Sulu asked curiously.
"I am good friends with the Rosanne couple. I heard about you from them, and inquired about some of your deeds, and found that you are trustworthy..."
Owen seemed to sink into the sofa: "And I need your help!"
So my fame has already spread in the circle? I hope this will not make the 11th Bureau come to check the account.
Sulu kept smiling: "Please say."