To be honest, Warina twisted his body uneasily when he saw Quaid, but fortunately he reacted immediately and covered it up by adjusting his sitting posture.
He observed carefully, but found that no one cared about his actions, including Quaid who had just entered.
"Hey, I almost did it myself. Is this what it feels like to be a thief with a guilty conscience?"
After Quaid entered the door, he walked straight to Susan, and then directly explained his purpose: "The boss asked me to meet York Luca and ask some important questions."
Susan couldn't help but frown after hearing such rude and direct words, but thinking of the other party's gang background, she still resisted the urge to accuse and asked:
"So you want me to help you meet Mr. Luca?"
"Yes," Quaid nodded, "I don't recognize him, and I can't enter the office over there."
Susan looked at Varina and John and found that both of them were watching the excitement, so she gave them a hard look, and then continued to ask:
"Do you have many questions? Can you tell me and let me ask them for you?"
Quaid recalled the questions he wanted to ask and found that they would affect the gang's reputation, so he shook his head: "No."
"I can go to see Mr. Luca and tell him the matter, but he is very busy, and I cannot guarantee that he will meet you. At the same time, I will only help you this time."
Susan tried to make her decision as straightforward as possible, lest she would be entangled by the other party later if things didn't go smoothly.
"good."
Quaid agreed, but what he was thinking was, "If this doesn't work, then there's no need to abide by the rules."
Is he the kind of person who follows the rules? How can it be.
If red-haired Kirk hadn't said hello before coming here, he would have shouted now.
After Susan left, Quaid looked around, and when he saw that Varina and John had been busy writing and scratching, looking very busy, he couldn't help but let out a "boo".
In his opinion, this job is simply a torture similar to torture. He would rather get injured in a fight than suffer this kind of punishment.
This awkward scene of mutual dislike lasted for a while, and Susan came back.
With Mr. Luca.
It was for the sake of the president that York Luca decided to take the time to meet this gangster. But he was really busy, so he didn't care about dignity and spoke directly when they met:
"What questions do you have, boss?"
Quaid didn't answer immediately, but pointed to the door, "You three, get out."
It was self-evident which three people he was referring to.
The three of them looked at Mr. Luca.
Mr. Luca’s already frowned brow had deeper furrows.
"Five minutes, you only have five minutes."
He squeezed these words out of his mouth, and Varina and the three of them immediately understood it and turned around and left the hut.
Outside the house, the three of them were standing not far away chatting, and the topics were basically speculations about Quaid's intention.
The five minutes came quickly, but Mr. Luca did not come out.
The three of them waited for a while, and then the two people in the hut came out together.
One on the left and one on the right, they left separately.
Varina and the three of them could only go into the house and continue working with their unsatisfied gossip hearts.
Of course, as the culprit, Varina's performance was naturally performed.
…
That afternoon, about half past two.
Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family.
The middle-aged and fat Earl Hall returned home, and the first thing he did was to ask the servant what his precious daughter was doing.
"Miss Audrey is in the study, sir."
Earl Hall nodded slightly, and after taking three steps, he suddenly paused and ordered:
"You go to the butler right away and ask him to go to the treasure house to choose a suitable gift for the lady."
"Send it to the rest room, it's best to hurry."
A footman took the order, bowed and quickly turned away.
Earl Hall resumed his steps, walked to the rest room, and ordered: "Bring the afternoon tea in advance and send it to the rest room."
In the process, he reached out to unbutton his coat, trying to make it easier for himself.
The valet was always with Earl Hall.
While using his eyes to direct a maid next to him to inform the kitchen, he quickly stepped forward, helped the count undress, and then put the coat on his arms.
rest room.
Shortly after Earl Hall took his seat, the competent maid served black tea and desserts.
While enjoying it, Earl Hall casually flipped through today's "Backlund Morning News".
After a while, the butler walked in hurriedly and placed the exquisite gift box in front of the earl.
"Sir, the gift has been chosen. It is a gold armband from the ancient Balam Empire." The butler said: "But it is just an ordinary men's jewelry. You may need to assign a mysterious owner to it."
With a smile in his eyes, Earl Hall nodded and said, "Well done."
"So what suggestions do you have about this 'mysterious master'?"
The butler had obviously prepared an answer to this question. "Folklore has it that the God of Death believed in by the ancient Balam Empire had a descendant who was called the 'Death Archon'."
"very good."
Earl Hall put down the newspaper and asked confirmingly: "Is she still in the small study?"
"Yes, sir."
The count nodded, stood up and left, and the valet picked up the gift box and followed behind.
…
Small study room.
This is Miss Audrey Hall's exclusive study room, which is filled with various books barely related to occultism - those books are far from real occult books.
Miss Audrey, who is 16 years old this year, is reading a new "occult book" with her head lowered with relish.
Her maid, Anne, stood at the door, with a large golden retriever dog lying at her feet.
Anne noticed the count approaching with his valet, and quickly opened the door and informed the lady: "Miss, the count is here."
When Audrey looked up from her book, she happened to see her father coming in. She smiled sweetly and asked, "Dad, what do you want to see me for?"
"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Earl Hall smiled gently, "Or am I disturbing you?"
"how come?"
Audrey took a few steps forward, took the Earl's arm, pulled him to sit down at the desk, and said in a coquettish tone: "Dad, you are usually so busy, and you rarely come to see me in the afternoon."
The count patted Audrey's white and tender arm and said:
"I'm here specifically to give you a gift. Look, a mysterious treasure, originating from the son of the God of Death in the ancient Balam Empire."
When the count entered, the footman had already handed the gift box to the maid Anne's hand. At this time, following the earl's words, Anne held the gift box in front of Audrey.
Audrey cheered, gently pulled the ribbon on the gift box, and opened it on the spot.
"Huh? A men's armband."
Her voice sounded a little disgusted, "Dad, is it really an extraordinary item? Why does it look nothing like it?"
"Perhaps it needs to cooperate with a special ceremony to show its extraordinary power?"
The earl dealt with it easily, and his words were bewitching: "You are so smart, I think you can solve this mystery."
"Okay, it's another sealed secret treasure." Audrey puffed up her cheeks, looking cute and cute.
At this time, Earl Hall saw the opportunity and asked:
"Audrey, I want to get a gift from you today, is that okay with you?"
