Nese received treatment beyond imagination.
The detective agency is a small independent house that is still open until dawn. Dix invited him in, helped him get a towel, let him sit on a soft sofa chair, and also offered to pay for everything after the service.
"The featherless one..." Dix mused behind an oil lamp. His mustache is neatly trimmed and slightly shiny.
"Mainly mystical, ancient religion. The number of people is probably small, but the history is long."
Nese took a sip of the black tea served by Dix. It was rich and mellow. It probably cost tens of gold coins a bag, but it was provided for free in this small detective agency.
This finally made him relax a little.
"It has something to do with the zero point of the world." He added, "It's the destruction of the world or something like that."
"The world is destroyed!" Dix's face changed drastically and he exclaimed, "It's so exciting!"
Nese poked the cake with a fork and glanced at Dix out of the corner of her eye. The cake was free, and he wondered why this detective agency hadn't been shut down by customers.
Dix had a thin layer of energy flowing all over his body. He was naturally a powerful spellcaster, and Mu Yong questioned it.
Maybe he has his own way of surviving here.
"Do you want to take this job? It's just that the money you'll be given won't be too much," Nese said. "It all depends on how much I can raise in the past few days."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Of course! I haven't encountered such an interesting job in a long time. To be honest, I came here just for some exciting things, but the result! There are still a lot of rape cases! My crystal ball has endured too much! You are saved I."
Dix's eyes shone, and the pages on the table were turning. He picked a blank page and started writing something.
"I hope you can find, um, a more underground relationship..."
Nese considered her words, not sure if this was fair enough.
Ungoro promised to help him make the announcement. You can imagine who would see those notices. He hoped Dix's information would reach those remaining.
"No problem, no problem." The detective patted his chest and pointed to the old sign beside him: Dix Detective Agency, thirty years of experience.
Nese wondered if Dix was thirty years old.
The detective had thick hair and no wrinkles on his face. Come to think of it, that rhetoric is just a way to attract customers and maintain confidence.
"That's it. We'll contact you later."
Nese finished the last bite of cake and stood up to leave. He was actually a little reluctant to let go. This place made him feel the warmth he had not seen for a long time, and he was tired, hungry, and aching all over. The cake is just enough to fill the gap between teeth.
He pushed the door open and Deeks stopped him.
"Wait!" The detective raised his head from the file, "How could I let a customer leave like this! You are still covered in bruises! Come upstairs with me and rest here for a while. I'll get you some medicine."
Nese turned her head. "Is there anything to eat?"
"Ah...yes. Yes."
Deeks glanced at the cleanly eaten cake plate with a blank look on his face. "There's still some honey pie left from tonight, some lamb... do you want it?"
"Let's put it all on the account," Nesse said.
He declined the invitation to go upstairs, since it was almost dawn anyway.
Dix went to the back to get food, and Nesse gradually began to smell the alluring aroma coming from the depths of the hut.
Winnie. You couldn't be more wrong. he thinks. You are not the only one who will help me.
By the time Dix returned with the mutton and pie, he was determined to establish a good working relationship with the detective.
When Dix said: "These are leftovers, no money." Nese regarded him as a good friend.
After eating the mutton and pie, he rested for a while on the sofa, talking to his new friend and applying ice to his left eye. He knew how to cast ice spells, and he didn't mind showing it off in front of Dix, but his hands were a little shaky, his energy was unstable, and he was worried that he might accidentally pierce his brain with an ice pick.
"Who is Mr. Ode?" he asked.
"The boss of Fei Bo Club. Don't you know him? No wonder you haven't been here long." Dix said, "He is the boss of Thirteen Streets."
"Is there a street called 'Thirteen'?"
"You are really good at joking." Dix laughed, "Let's put it this way. He controls nearly half of the industries in the East District. And most of the coolies. Boni Street is his. Didn't you see the office when you came? He has ten Three offices.”
"Are you in a cooperative relationship with him?" Nese asked keenly.
"There aren't many people here who don't have a cooperative relationship with him. It seems more appropriate to say that he is the boss." Dix said:
"Mr. Ode has established procedures, rules, and prices to suppress violent actions. Whether it is against him or against each other. Otherwise, this place would have been in chaos."
"I heard that there have been a lot of violent actions recently." Niese felt a little disappointed and said dismissively: "The bloodshed in the orphanage and Lasso Street. The tragedy in the mining area seems to be man-made."
"Oh! You know so much!"
Deeks was surprised. "Almost as good as me, the famous detective!"
Nese snorted lowly.
"That can't be helped."
Deeks looked at his expression and smiled. "This is Semeran. Everyone is headstrong and full of bad intentions. There are always people who want to challenge Mr. Oude's authority."
"I think Mr. Oude has a lot of bad things going on in his belly," Nese said.
Deeks laughed.
"Maybe." The detective smiled enough and looked serious. "But it's still better than Angolo, the manager of the Ling Department."
"Tell me more details?" Nese pricked up her ears.
"You haven't chosen a department yet?" Dix glanced at him. "The Lin Department spans Upper and Lower Semoland. In Upper Semoland, the Lin Department is one of several major academic factions. They mainly teach spells of the elemental water system and the elemental wild system. They have their own Lin Academy.
In Lower Semeran, they control the 'Red Face Society'. This is the second conference after Mr. Oude's 'Flying Wave Conference' in the East District. "
“All I know is that Ungoro is Ufa Ufa’s lackey.”
Deeks looked at him and burst out laughing again.
"Oh my God. Are you a detective or am I a detective?" Dix waved his hands repeatedly. "It's hard for you, an apprentice in blue who has not entered school, to know so many inside stories. After you graduate, you can be my apprentice in the future!"
Nesai smiled bitterly.
"So be it." Dix became serious. "Ungoro was only a marginal member of the Lin family at first. After all, he did not live here for a long time. I heard that he went out to make a living, and he was not taken seriously by the high-level warlock Ufa Ufa.
But this time it seemed that the high-level warlock happened to have an important task entrusted to him. Now he can show off his power. He has now been promoted to second in command of the Red Face Club. "
"The Red Face Club and Fei Bo Club have always been hostile, right?"
"Oops. How come your mind is so direct!" Dix smiled. “Yes or no. It all depends on how much of a threat there is.
In the past, the Honglian Society was nothing compared to the Feibo Society. It was naturally a relationship of dependence and dependence. Hong Lian Hui assists Fei Bo Hui in managing some small businesses, and also runs his own small business with Fei Bo Hui's shelter. Everyone gets what they need and has fun.
Now the Red Face Association will grow into the second largest association with the outside wealth and prestige brought by Ungoro. Naturally, each other felt a bit annoying. Several major events happened in Feibo Club at this time. The dean has been alerted. You know, the dean is the city lord. Remember to call him: 'Annmeses V'. "
Nesse was silent for a while.
"What territory will Red Face manage?" he asked.
"I know what you want to ask," Dix said. "Let's put it this way. They just infiltrated Lasso Street a week ago."
"I see."
Nese looked at Deeks. "You mean, these bloody items in the mining area and the orphanage were all stolen by the Red-faced Guild Angoro? Are they framed by the Feibo Guild?"
"This is your own reasoning, little detective!" Dix said with a smile.
