"What exactly is going on?"
Sean frowned deeply and his eyes fell on the remaining letters.
He was sure he wouldn't have to read any of the remaining letters...
Because these letters, although the wording is different, the content is the same——
Since I haven’t received Sean’s submission for a “long time”, the editor-in-chief Ling Si Feng has been asking for submissions in various ways...
"...I would like to inform Mr. Sean that our company has decided to include you as a special contributor, and the royalties will be of the highest standard. When will the next story be completed?"
"Well, this is not a reminder letter, I just wish you well. Of course, by the way: it would be great if you have new manuscripts..."
"The weather is nice today, and the new issue of "New Terror" has also been released. The only regret is that this issue of "New Terror" still does not have your manuscript."
"Where have you been? Huh? Pray to God, you weren't swallowed up by a ghost in some dark corner, right?! That would be a huge loss to the world of horror literature!"
"Why haven't you replied? - I won't go to the newspaper office to find you. I'm not used to crowded places. Please, it doesn't matter even if there are no manuscripts for the time being. Just reply to the letter to say that you are safe. That’s fine.”
…
Sean scratched his forehead unconsciously.
This Lingsi Wind...
It’s not because I’m too fond of the horror stories I wrote before…
There's just something wrong with my brain.
Sean prefers the latter.
However, Sean felt that although this Rincewind was a bit strange, he was still quite cute.
He seemed to be genuinely concerned about his own safety.
"Maybe he is a person with a rather special style..." Sean judged this way.
After all, his pseudonym is a bit strange, and he also edits a horror magazine, so he doesn't look like an ordinary person.
After thinking about it, Sean really couldn't bear to let him continue to worry.
Taking out a piece of letter paper directly on the desk, Sean took out the pen in his pocket and quickly wrote a reply.
The main content is to reassure the overly worried editor that he is safe.
Explain that I went on a trip a while ago, and the new manuscript has been conceived and will be written soon, etc...
"If I don't reply, Lingsi Feng will probably continue to send letters.
"I don't even dare to make phone calls, I just send letters..." He signed the letter coolly and shook his head with a smile, "What an interesting person."
After gently blowing on the letter paper and waiting for the ink to dry, Sean sealed the letter, wrote the recipient address, and handed it to the assistant lady.
After finishing all this, when she returned to the cake shop, Aaliyah had just finished eating the second cake and was dazed with her silver spoon in her mouth because she was so full.
Seeing his sister's cute appearance after eating from a distance, Sean's mood suddenly became better and he walked a little more briskly.
"Come on, Ellie, Olivia. Let's go visit a friend."
——
I came to the detective agency again, which smelled of paper, ink, tobacco and alcohol.
When Sean walked into the office with Aaliyah and Olivia, he passed by a tall woman wearing a red woolen coat and sunglasses.
"See you later, Merlin."
As they passed each other, the eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be looking at him, and the red lips formed a unique smile.
The other party seems to be a explorer too?
Out of politeness, Sean didn't use ectoplasm to test, and just judged based on intuition.
"See you."
When he walked into Merlin's office, Sean was a little surprised——
As if anticipating the arrival of guests, Arthur Merlin actually tidied up his office, which was originally filled with documents and was a mess.
The office at the moment is neat and tidy, and the windows are bright and clean.
The light is cut by the blue blinds and projected onto the table glass without a trace of dust or fingerprints.
The slovenly detective was now wearing a neatly pressed blue shirt, clean overalls and trousers, and his hair was combed back in an orderly manner.
Even the coats and hats hanging at the door are neat and beautiful...
Sean could even smell a bit of aftershave.
Holding a clean white porcelain cup half full of coffee.
Merlin turned around, his face a greenish color from a freshly shaved beard.
What's going on here?
Looking at Sean's expression, Merlin smiled: "Ahem... you have to tidy up sometimes, right?"
While nodding, Sean thought: It's impossible that he knew I was going to bring Aaliya, so he packed it up, right?
The detective's abnormality should be related to the visit of the woman just now.
As a top explorer preparing for the Joker level, will there be times when something unexpected happens?
Arthur Merlin, who doesn't drink whiskey, has a bit of an elite vibe.
Putting the porcelain cup in his hand on the table, Merlin walked up to Aaliyah. He looked directly into Aaliyah's eyes, and held one of the girl's hands with both hands——
Arya noticed that the detective's hands had calluses - the result of repeatedly pulling the trigger.
Merlin kissed the back of Arya's hand gently, causing the young poetess to blush uncontrollably.
"Your brother turned the entire New Testament city upside down in order to find you."
Sean held his eyebrows and said in his heart: This is a bit exaggerated...
It just turned a neighborhood upside down and sent out the entire city's elite explorers.
"It would be nice if you came back - there is one less heartbreaking thing in the world and one more lovely person."
Sean sighed in his heart: It was absolutely right to bring Arya to meet Arthur Merlin.
As colleagues in the Candlelight Reading Club, they are fundamental partners.
A bottle of whiskey "transformed" out of nowhere, Arthur Merlin winked at Sean: "Take a sip?"
Glancing at her sister, Aaliyah tilted her head without objection.
With a meaningful smile, Merlin poured two glasses of whiskey with ice cubes and handed one to Sean.
With a light touch, the subtle atmosphere of celebration is unmistakable.
Take a sip, and the cool and mellow aroma blooms in your mouth and nose, burning a path down your throat.
The aroma of wine made my heartbeat speed up a little.
"What happened in Ocean City is so perfect." Putting down the wine glass, Merlin sighed softly, "You and Alicia are such a perfect team of chess players."
"She is good at planning and attacking, but you are good at breaking through the obstacles of things...
"It's like a circle with no dead ends..." The detective fiddled with his fingers to form a circle.
"I say the unlucky one is Rabbi Lins Pompey."
That's quite a compliment - Sean shrugged helpfully.
"Maybe in the future, there will be times when you need to join forces." The detective said softly with his eyes blank, and then took a sip of wine.
“I can accomplish these impossible things thanks to the help you gave me.
"Especially that suitcase..."
Naturally, Sean would not take all the credit for it.
Before he finished speaking, Arthur slapped his forehead with a headache: "Ah... by the way, fair arms dealer.
"You are quite good at choosing the time to open the box...
"The Sword in the Tree, the Indomitable Horn, and the Dream-Breaking Knife..."
The detective sighed: "The price of each item is comparable to an Ace-level mission..."
Arms dealers naturally have weapons of various grades from low to high.
And every time Sean faced a situation, the A-level legacy had to offer its top collection.
Sean was stunned: "Three Ace-level missions?!"
Only then did he realize that the so-called "perfection" and the so-called "leapfrogging"...
But there are people who are carrying the burden forward.
Arthur waved his hand: "Ace-level missions are fine for me - and I also have my own teammates, so this won't be a problem...
"But Sean, there's something you must know." The detective put the glass down, and the ice cubes made a soft sound as they hit the wall of the glass.
"No matter what you heard in that mayor's office...
"Please keep it a secret and don't say a word to anyone."
Because of Arthur's request and tone, Aaliyah moved her feet a little awkwardly.
The Earthsea Scrolls, Holy Father Kean, the truth of history...
Even if Merlin didn't remind him, Sean would say nothing about this.
So, after hearing the detective's request, Sean nodded solemnly.
Excessive prying will only lead to destruction...
Merlin's voice sounded in Sean's heart.
Seemingly sure that Sean had understood what he was saying, the detective changed his tone to a more relaxed tone:
"By the way, you know what? -Alicia is coming to New Appointment."
