"Shawn...here is actually here?"

"Luckily I was wearing the Crow Cover... Otherwise I would have been recognized..."

"However, the pseudonym I used before was Sean. Is this considered a fake hitting the real owner?"

Sulu's thoughts were ups and downs, and he was laughing and crying.

"Sir... Is there anything I can help you?"

As he thought, the real Sean had already strode over and asked politely.

But Sulu, who knows his temper, knows that this kid is just interested in his dog.

"No... nothing, I'm just a little curious about the closed building..."

Sulu shook his head.

"She was contracted by a black-hearted construction company, and the building's load-bearing structure was problematic and it could no longer be occupied..." Sean coughed and turned into a serious face.

"Is that so? Then I'll say goodbye..."

Sulu smiled and turned around and left.

"By the way, your dog is good..." Sean's voice continued to come from behind.

"Shawn!"

A middle-aged agent rubbed his face: "Please note... when you go on a mission! Be low-key! Keep it confidential!"

"Hey... I know, I didn't say anything! And... I feel like he's not a reporter!"

Sean looked at Sulu's back with a serious look and said, "The reporter can't raise such a dog!"

...

late at night.

Sulu returns to the apartment.

Wood, who had been smoking in the corner, immediately stepped forward and whispered: "The dog owner has resolved it in the morning... This is just an accident, and he promised not to continue harassing or asking for compensation."

How could that kind of ordinary villain be the opponent of a real gangster?

Sulu was relieved about this, nodded, and said, "There are a woman who has been peeking at this apartment these days, you can investigate it."

"Please rest assured!"

Wood nodded quickly.

Although Shark Club is not a particularly powerful gang, it is only for the upper class, and it still has a certain influence among ordinary people and the lower class poor.

"Very good, I won't invite you to dinner."

Sulu walked into the apartment and asked Mary to start preparing dinner.

As for Shawn’s matter, it is impossible for the shark to find out anything, and it may also expose the relationship between the two parties, so Suluti didn’t mention it.

Harlock, who had been busy for a day, was exhausted. He rarely stumbled around, but lay under the dining table, waiting for a sumptuous dinner.

Half an hour later.

While Sulu was eating a piece of lamb chop sprinkled with spices and a pigeon with lemon juice, he was thinking about what he had today.

"The mysterious creatures in Nia City... can basically be ruled out..."

"They don't have any materials that work for me. Maybe they should go to the suburbs to try their luck tomorrow..."

"As for the 'Shadow Council'? That line cannot be given up. Perhaps there is a possibility of acquisition... I have mastered the route from the city's sewer to the 'Shadow Hall', although it may be the most ordinary and the second-to-last-default confidentiality..."

Sulu is not very surprised that Sean appears in Rory.

After being kidnapped last time, Sean was transferred to the West Coast. After a series of things, he mastered the mysterious power and was absorbed by the eleventh round.

New Phoenix State is very close to Gusta, and it is not unacceptable that he appears here.

It’s just that Sulu’s current situation is not suitable for contacting the other party.

‘Shawn appears here…Where is Rhode? Last time he wrote to study with a senior witch hunter in the Goddess Church. So long has passed, he should have been promoted to [Demon Hunter Expert], right?’

[Demon Hunter] profession has always been in the hands of the Goddess of Light Church, even those with level 5 and level 6.

However, such a road is indeed very dangerous.

The more you deal with the spiritual world, the more Sulu understands the horrors of the "Abyss" and the "Devil"!

Even with the goddess of light as a helping hand, the risk of the demon hunter's path is terrible.

Especially when it is promoted to the "Legend"!

"But luckily... even if Rhodes has a teacher, it will be difficult to reach that level in a short period of time..."

...

The next day, early morning.

Su Lu drank milk and read newspapers as usual, and prepared to go out to walk the dog after breakfast.

Ding bells!

Suddenly, the doorbell was ringed.

"Who? Wood? Did something happened yesterday turn out so quickly?"

Sulu held newspapers in both hands, and inspiration spread, outlining the image of a middle-aged man in a dress.

"Stranger...Harlock!"

Sulu pointed to the door.

Harlock glanced at Sulu, as if he was despising his master's laziness, but he still rushed forward and opened the handle of the door.

"Hello, is Mr. Sean Beta at home?"

A middle-aged man stood by the door and was about to say hello, looking at Harlock's dog face, and fell into silence for a moment.

"At...who are you?"

At this time, Sulu had already stood up and felt that this middle-aged man had a well-trained temperament.

Well, from the perspective of clothing, I am probably a butler.

"My name is Jindham, and Irving Dougwell's housekeeper, and I want to invite you to his villa."

Sure enough, Jindum bowed and bowed aside.

"Landlor Owen? What's wrong? Is it urgent?"

Sulu glanced at the carriage parked outside.

"Yes, very anxious...Ask for some professional issues."

Jindum continued.

"So that's what it is..."

Sulu understood: "Please wait, I'll change my clothes."

He returned to the room, took his coat, took Harlock and walked out the door, and got into the carriage.

Although he was a little surprised that he had to carry a dog, Jindum didn't say anything and ordered the carriage to operate.

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a beautifully built villa.

Lead the way from Jindum and take Sulu into the living room.

"Hello, my friend!"

Irving was wearing pajamas and his two eyes were dark. He raised his head and looked over with his unsightly eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Irving, is there anything that can help you?"

Sulu sat down on the sofa, and a maid next to him brought coffee.

"Yes...I...I've got one thing to ask you about folklore and occultism...you should be an expert in this."

Owen said with some difficulty.

Sulu noticed that the butler and 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 Luo Shan and my wife. I heard about you from them, and I asked about you again. I found that you are trustworthy..."

Owen seemed to be trapped in the sofa: "And I need your help!"

It turns out that my fame has spread in the circle? I hope this will not allow the Eleventh Bureau to check the household registration.
Chapter completed!