"What a coincidence." Luo Shan watched the gentleman leave just now, and sighed regretfully.

Although she won't have a share of the commissions she gets, a big meal must be shared.

"I can't help it. The Chanis Gate must be guarded at all times." Klein put down his knife, fork and spoon contentedly, and even drank the soup mixed with turnips and vegetables that he didn't like very much, "Don't you think so?" Do you want Brett to go on a mission? Or, yourself?"

Rosanne rolled her eyes and said with a playful smile, "Bright can't, but you can, our Mr. Seer..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly came to her senses and quickly shut up, because the door was not closed at this time, if someone passing by or visiting outside heard about the Extraordinary, it would be a leak.

"It's a good thing the captain isn't here..." Luo Shan looked at the door and stuck out her tongue secretly, "Otherwise I have to regret it again!"

Brett and Klein laughed at the same time, glanced at each other and started to pack the tableware.

After finishing all this, Klein, who didn't bring an umbrella, chose to stay at the "Black Briar Security Company" when the rainstorm continued.

He took a newspaper, sat on the soft and elastic sofa, and took a leisurely "lunch break".

"The airship route from Backlund to Disi Gulf has been opened..."

""Detective Munson" has been compiled into a volume and will be published soon..."

"Advert for Lauglass Arms? 1 standard revolver with 6 rounds, 3 pounds 10 soli, a double-barreled shotgun 2 pounds..."

...

Klein flipped through the "Tingen Candide" and suddenly found a piece of news: "...the criminals who killed Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya have all been arrested. The atmosphere of panic will be greatly relieved... Welch's father, the banker Mr. McGovern, escorted the body of his youngest son back to Conston City, and a grand funeral is about to be held..."

After reading it several times, Klein suddenly sighed:

It seems that Welch's father has believed the police's rhetoric, and did not hire another private detective to investigate...

His feeling of losing his youngest son is definitely not as sad as my father and mother losing their only son...

Feeling depressed, Klein sat there without moving for a long time.

As for the fact that Welch and Naya didn't invite him to the funeral, he didn't find it strange at all, nor did he feel depressed.

Wait until everything subsides, and find an opportunity to offer a bouquet of flowers to the graves of the two of them... Klein was about to go to the lounge to take a nap when the door of the reception hall was knocked suddenly again.

"Please come in." Rosanne, who was biting her head, suddenly woke up.

The falsely concealed door was pushed open, and the tall, thin man in a formal suit with gray sideburns walked in again.

"Can I wait here for a while? Your mercenary, no, the security personnel should be back soon?" He tried his best to hide his anxious expression, and asked sincerely.

"Okay, you can sit there for a while." Luo Shan pointed to the sofa next to her.

Klein asked curiously, "Where did you hear about our security company? Who introduced you?"

So much so that I went back and forth twice during the heavy rain at noon, and were willing to wait?

Well, it must be that the members of the Nighthawks team solved the difficult tasks in the eyes of others very easily, and accumulated enough reputation in this industry...

The tall and thin man leaned the umbrella outside the door, walked towards the sofa, and replied with a wry smile: "I visited all the mercenaries, er, security companies and private detectives in the nearby streets, only you still have hope, They have no manpower to take on other tasks...Frankly speaking, if I hadn't met a waiter delivering food, I really would not have imagined that there is a security company here."

...It's completely different from what I thought... Klein was dumbfounded.

Roseanne interjected, "Are they busy? So many tasks?" JrNovels.com