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"Is there a way to make his soul speak?"

"If you're dead, you won't be in my control."

"Oh... let's go."

Charles shook his head helplessly, and left the morgue with Reimu.

Last year, someone in a cell on the island opened the door to the Necronomicon at the cost of his own life, causing serious damage to the cell, so the council built a new cell on the outskirts of the city.

The surrounding of the new cell has nothing to do with the excitement, let alone it is late at night, and the place where the sea breeze passes outside the gate is silent.

"I went back to play cards with them."

Yi Lingmeng waved his hand and drove away in the van.

Charles was very speechless. When he didn't use divine power, his playing skills were similar to that of Crow 9. One **** and one goblin played evenly.

He saw the pink-haired legal loli who had just run out of the door to breathe the fresh air, and said, "It's so late, I'll take you home. Really, this is not a fun place, why come here?"

The gloomy atmosphere around was a little scary, and Agatha reached out and grabbed Charles' sleeve before she had the confidence to speak.

She said: "I heard that Grandpa Lai Luo was not what he is now, so I plan to start a movie of him from this case to find out why he went down this road."

"Oh?" Charles was a little surprised, "You know Laylo?"

Agatha replied: "We all live on the same street. We have been neighbors for decades. He often tells us stories."

Charles thought for a moment and said, "Well, let me see the script first, and I'll invest it for you when it's done."

The two chatted about making a movie and walked on the deserted stone road.

Nearby is a beach where nothing can grow except weeds. It is a bit desolate. There are no street lights, and the lighting can only rely on the moon in the sky.

Thick clouds blocked the moonlight, and it was pitch black all around. Charles suddenly stopped and took Agatha in his arms.

Agatha suddenly became nervous. She was not afraid that Charles would slap herself in the dark place this month, but she noticed that someone was targeting Charles after the thief who reported the case just now was silenced, so she was worried about those people now. in hands.

Only a few minutes later, the surroundings were terribly quiet, and there was no sound from the passing mice and insects.

"If you don't mean anything, come out."

Charles said to the dark stone road ahead.

As soon as the voice fell, a black shadow appeared out of thin air on the stone road.

The cloud covering the moon drifted away, and under the moonlight appeared a short man in his fifties who looked like a teacher in some school.

He saluted Charles and said, "My dear Oliver, a little man begging for food in the shadows."

Charles planted a bunch of small spray mushrooms and potato mines that would not attract the attention of the other party in a place where the moonlight could not be seen, just in case, thinking that these gangsters are very fast.

A certain person said to him: "Your sense of smell is really sensitive."

Oliver replied earnestly: "The hooligan with a bad sense of smell has long been thrown into the sewer."

He snapped his fingers when he finished, and another person emerged from the darkness, put a wooden box before and after his feet, and disappeared.

"This is what your Excellency wants," Oliver said. "I wonder what your reward will be?"

Charles did not look at the box on the ground, but kept observing Oliver's actions.

This person does not seem to have the ruthless temperament of ordinary gang bosses, but rather like a character with brains.

Charles said: "You have two choices, gold coins, or the future of the next generation."

After he finished speaking, he felt Oliver staring into his eyes, as if trying to figure out if he was lying.

According to the traditional routine, the protagonist always needs to be shocked by the tiger's body, and then accept a group of gangsters, plus their big sister's head.

However, none of the several gangsters on the island this year is a beautiful big sister, and none of them have given birth to a beautiful daughter, so they have not been disturbed by those who have the aura of the protagonist, and they live a small life as before.

Charles said: "Me and McGarden are going to increase the number of people in the business of various places. We need some people who deal with the local shadows. If you are interested, see you the day after tomorrow."

The idea of ​​fighting gangsters originated from Ah Fu's previous suggestion for the "Aixi Restaurant Snack Bar Project". He agreed with the idea of ​​using the snack bar as a family intelligence collection point, but at the same time suggested that there must be at least one in the store that can communicate with the local people. The underworld can get on the line staff. And the candidate for this employee cannot be a "black bat" person, even if the master and Tarantula have a litter of children, and even help her become the leader of the "black bat".

Charles attaches great importance to Alfred's suggestion and decides to adopt his opinion after full consideration.

It's just that Charles is not very familiar with the gangsters. The original plan was to wait for Mordred to come back to find some people through her, but they seem to have encountered a deadlock in the investigation of the evil **** incident that year, and they will not be able to return for a while.

Now these gangsters on the island have come to their door, so Charles decided to try it out.

Oliver did not pay his respects on the spot because of the solicitation of the richest man, but asked Charles, "Do you want to recruit us as Black Gloves?"

Charles replied seriously: "It's not that I look down on you, you are not qualified to be my black gloves."

"We're just going to open restaurants all over the place and hire one or two smart people for each restaurant. We need these people to have effective communication with the local snakes and deal with theft and things like that."

"As mentioned earlier, the employees we recruit must not have blood on their hands. When they join the company, they must do their duty. I promise to treat them and other employees equally. If they perform well, it is not impossible to be promoted to be a store manager or a regional director."

Oliver lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Your proposal is very exciting to me, but it is too preferential and has no precedent for us, which makes me feel that it is not so real."

Charles shook his head, sighed and said, "So McGarden can make so much money, and you can only beat the blood for the protection of a street and the hard money of a few workers, and suffer a slash of medical bills. Lost in."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and took out a money bag from the storage ring, and threw it on the stone road in front of him with a bang, seeing that there was a lot of money in the weight.

Oliver stepped forward and picked up the purse, then bowed to Charles, and finally said, "Thank you for your generosity. I will immediately pass on your suggestion to others, and if they choose another future, I will return the purse in its entirety. ."

Charles had nothing to say. All these underworld bosses were suspicious people. The first thing that came to mind when they saw the benefits was whether they were bait.

Unless they are desperate and have a knife on their necks, and if they don't obey, they will die, or it will be difficult to make the other party obediently bow their heads in a few words.

And he was suspicious of these guys. If this Oliver knelt down on the spot and worshipped the boss without thinking, he would be worried about whether the other party had a conspiracy.

In the midst of mutual suspicion, Oliver picked up the purse and waved his hand. Several people lurking around stood up, bowed to Charles, and left together.

Charles waved his hand, picked up the wooden box in the distance with the hand of the wizard, used his mental strength to find out that it was full of parchment, and put it in the storage ring.

"Huh..." He breathed a sigh of relief, "A false alarm."

Agatha, who had been in his arms all the time, said, "Then can you let me go?"

"Can we hug you again?" Charles made a pitiful look, "I always wanted to have a sister who I could hug and go out to play with... oh..."

Agatha kicked his calf bone, broke free and said viciously with her hips on her hips, "I'm your sister! Not my sister!!"

"Okay, okay, got it!" Charles reached out and scratched her head, "Stop talking about this, I'll take you home."

On the way, Agatha murmured, "You and Diana are real, she wants to play me as a daughter, and you want to play me as a sister, so I'm so mad!"

Charles smiled and said, "Then you can find a boyfriend who is shorter than you."

"Ugh...don't!" Agatha shook her head like a rattle. "Men shorter than me can only be found in dwarves. I'd better find someone with a normal height."

She asked Charles again: "Do you really want to hire those gangsters?"

Charles replied: "I learned before that there are many elderly gangsters on the island who will try to clean up their children and send them to read a book or something."

"But those children have been discriminated against. Better schools are reluctant to want them, and businesses on the island are reluctant to hire them, so they end up either going abroad or inheriting their father's business."

"Now I'm giving them a chance and I think they'll think about it."

Agatha grew up on the island, and she also heard about some things~lightnovelpub.net~ After thinking about it, she said, "Yes, I heard from my father that there used to be a boss who was a gangster for generations. Let the child study at the academy where my father works under a different name."

"Later, the identity of the child was exposed, and the academy wanted to expel him. The boss knelt on the ground and begged the principal not to expel his child, and chopped off a little finger on the spot, swearing that if his child violated the school rules in the academy, he would put his head on his head. Cut down and make amends."

"Later, the principal's grandfather relented and agreed to his children to stay and study."

"It's just that the kid didn't dare to fight back because he was bullied. He was bullied badly. The next year his father was assassinated again, so he dropped out of school, and no one saw him since."

Charles shook his head after hearing this, not knowing what to say.

The two walked for a while and came to the road around the island, where they could wait for a taxi.

While waiting for the car, a group of racing teenagers rode their motorcycles and galloped past them, leaving a burst of engine roar and youthful laughter in the night sky.