Abyssal Wanderer

Chapter 234 NO.00e9: Don’t talk

"Good evening Mr. Jim, what would you like to have?"

As soon as Jim sat down at the bar, a bartender with a bow tie around his neck came over immediately - after the Deep Blue Zone Bar was rebuilt, the owner here replaced all the machine waiters and replaced them with human workers.

"Give me a vodka martini and give this lady..."

Jim said, looking at Donata who had an expectant expression next to him, and then said without hesitation:

"A glass of Shirley Temple."

He ordered her a mocktail.

"Hey! Don't look down on people like this, okay? I also want a glass of vodka, Ma... I want the same cup!"

Donata immediately protested.

"It's better to wait until you reach adulthood in two years to talk about things like this."

Jim said and smiled apologetically at the bartender behind the bar:

"It's a joke. She insists on following me here. I can't defeat her."

In response, the bartender nodded with understanding:

"That's what kids do at this age."

Then, he continued to ask:

"Excuse me, sir, is there anything else you need?"

When Jim heard this, he took out his business card and ballpoint pen from his coat pocket. Then Jiang Zhou wrote the secret code for the "thought box" that he had previously arranged on the business card, and then handed it to the bartender.

"Please give this to the boss here and tell me I'm here to pick up the 'box'."

After saying that, he transferred a tip of twenty ores from his account and gave it to the other party. The latter nodded quickly, turned and left with a smile on his face.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

After finishing his work here, Jim finally looked at the angry Donata.

"I was thinking how brave you are..."

Donata, who was having trouble because she didn't drink, said this:

"How dare you lie to my father and say that you kidnapped me? Is this what you do in your line of work?"

Although she has not been allowed to participate in the family business since she was a child, Donata is still more or less aware of the underground power of her family in the resettlement area - it is definitely not something that a private detective with no background dares to threaten like this.

"Miss, you may have made some mistakes. First of all..."

The bartender brought several plates of almonds and shrimp crackers. Jim first picked up an almond and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and then said:

"Depending on how things develop later, kidnapping you may not be a show - if your father's attitude is very bad, then I may have to put a gun to your forehead to safely leave the underground of the settlement area. .”

"You are kidding..."

Donata smiled dryly.

"I will do it if I have to."

Jim answered seriously, and the color on the other person's face instantly faded away after hearing this.

"What? Do you really think that the matter of you shooting me before is just over?"

Looking at the change of expression on the other person's face, Jim added with interest.

"I'm sorry, but I was just..."

Upon hearing this, Donata was speechless for a moment, as if she didn't know how to explain. After stammering for a long time, she lowered her head in frustration and said:

“I was probably just too nervous at the time, my mind went blank, and then I pulled out the gun as soon as I got excited.

"sorry……"

It was just a quick shock and three more shots afterwards, right?

Jim resisted the urge to complain, and then continued:

"One more thing, you heard what I said to your dad on the phone before."

He said tapping his temple.

"It's not a matter of courage. The truth about this matter is related to my own life. I will do whatever it takes to obtain information. So..."

"Your Vesper, sir; and this lady's Shirley Temple."

The previous bartender interrupted Jim and brought the two drinks on the tray to the bar and pushed them to them.

Jim stopped talking, picked up a martini glass scented with lemon peel oil, nodded his thanks, and then asked:

"The things I just asked you to send over..."

"Ms. Dark Blue is not here for the time being. I gave my business card to Mr. Black. He said he would contact Ms. Dark Blue immediately and asked you to wait for one more glass of wine."

The bartender bowed his head and apologized, then continued:

"In addition, a gentleman named Anthony invites you to session room 013."

"Does Mr. Anthony have a scar on his forehead?"

Before Jim could reply, Donata asked immediately.

After getting a positive answer, she looked at Jim and nodded:

"That's right."

Jim picked up the wine glass, drank the liquid filled with the aroma of juniper berries, and then stood up.

"Let's go and have a nice chat with your dad."

Donata also stood up. After hesitating for a while, she finally picked up the pomegranate-colored soda drink and hurriedly caught up with Jim.

"What should I say then?"

she asked excitedly.

"Don't say anything then."

Jim replied.

…………

"Dad, I hired Mr. Jim!"

Although Jim would have preferred her to keep her mouth shut, it was clear that Donata had ideas of her own.

In the conversation room, as soon as the two of them took their seats, she couldn't wait to speak:

"He may not be famous underground, but above ground in the resettlement area, he has the reputation of 'Nord Charlotte'. Even the 'Tenth Floor' government and even Olympus Enterprises will hire him to solve some problems. matter."

Although on the way here, Jim could tell that the girl was holding something back and wanted to say something, he didn't expect that she would be having so much fun.

Her words made Jim swallow hard what he planned to say.

"Don't you always say that professional matters should be left to professionals? He is an expert in dealing with such difficult and complicated diseases. Let's leave this matter to him. He will never let you down. "

After Donata said this, he paused, and then added as if he just remembered:

"And his fee is very cheap, only seventy..."

"Mr. Anthony..."

Jim interrupted hastily.

"Then Mr. Nordcharlott."

Anthony Guzman, who had a shining scar on his forehead, said calmly:

"What about the threats you made on the phone before?"

"That was not a threat, Mr. Anthony."

Jim said quickly:

"I'm just stating the facts... My daughter met someone from the Public Security Bureau when she came back, and I almost lost my job. I was in shock at the time, so I spoke a little impatiently..."

Jim said as he glanced at Donata, who immediately sipped her drink through a straw with an innocent look on her face.

"Besides, the name 'Nord Charlotte' was completely made up by your daughter."

Jim said:

"After all, I never use cocaine."