Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 133 FLAG has been established

If something goes wrong again this time, can you help me check if there is something wrong with my luck?

After listening to Black Goat's proposal, Leon thought about it for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

The bureau had collected the abnormal objects sent by Old Charles, so it had already asked Senior Jerry to keep an eye on the people. This mission of rescuing people at Rose Manor should be about as difficult as going downstairs to pick up a courier.

Sneak in, bring people with you, come back and hand in the task, and you have completed the entire process.

If everything is normal during the task, there is no need to say more, but if something goes wrong even in the execution of such a simple task, it proves that he has an "Easy Physique" and should be checked carefully.

"That makes sense, let's go!"

Agreeing to Black Goat's suggestion, Leon simply stopped waiting for the public carriage. After opening his wallet and counting, he gritted his teeth and waved to the taxi waiting on the roadside.

"Guest, where are you going?"

“Can we walk down Sequoia Avenue?”

"Go! Definitely go!"

When he saw Lyon's old coat stained with dust, the coachman who took the order hesitated slightly, fearing that he would dirty the mats in the carriage. However, he heard that Lyon was actually planning to cross half of the royal capital, starting from the old city. I took the car directly to Sequoia Avenue, and a smile suddenly spread across my face.

What are you afraid of when you rub dirty mats? It’s not like I can’t clean the car. After getting this “big customer”, I can just take a rest today. I’ll have time to clean the car then!

"Eh~"

After Leon got into the carriage carrying the shopping bag, accompanied by the neighing of the horse and the creak of the boiler valve, the small carriage, which could seat at most two people, couldn't wait to start.

The coachman, who had just taken a big order, was obviously in a good mood at this time. He half-leaned against the small window in the front of the carriage and started chatting with a smile:

"Guest, there are a lot of people over there on Sequoia Avenue!"

“…”

After hearing the coachman's inexplicably familiar opening remarks, Leon in the carriage couldn't help but trembled. The black goat seemed to have remembered something and trembled almost at the same time.

Oh my god, if we remember correctly, the coachman on the road also said the same thing when this kid bumped into that toad from the Scales and Gold Sect. Could it be that...

"My cousin is the bus counter who runs the line. After she finished the first bus in the morning, she told me that it seemed that a very important person had disappeared. Over there on Sequoia Street, there were people everywhere now! "

After finishing talking about the fresh and hot melon that he had just heard, the coachman glanced in the rearview mirror and found that Leon's expression was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but froze slightly.

This big customer seems to be the type who doesn't like to chat? Otherwise, I'd better shut up and don't make him change cars midway.

And just when the coachman was about to stop chatting, Leon, who had already reacted, couldn't help but asked with a slightly strange expression:

"Is the missing big shot you mentioned... from the Lane family?"

"Yes, yes, it's the Lane family!"

Seeing that the "big customer" finally answered the question, the coachman couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile on his face:

"Have you read the newspapers these days? The Lane family's... ahem... those gentlemen, more than two hundred people died in one night, and they were all kind of... um..."

"Indifferent bitch."

"That's right! Those who died were all indifferent bitches! Hahaha, you still know how to say it."

Seeing that Leon's "butt" seemed to be sitting on the side of ordinary people, and the clothes on his body were relatively old and had a lot of dirt on them when the dungeon collapsed, he did not look like someone who could be related to a big noble. The husband was completely relieved at once, and directly fired at the Lane family: "In short, many people in that **** family died in one night, even the first heir was killed. Although the old Duke Lionheart is still alive, He was probably frightened, and he didn't last more than a few days before he was dead.

I read in the Sun newspaper that before the old **** died, he chose a little **** to inherit the Lane family. But I don’t know what happened to that little bastard. This morning, the shadow of the little **** disappeared before the sun came up, leaving only A note to come back in a few days.

The Lane family and the in-laws and nobles of the Lane family are now looking for that little **** like crazy. Anyone who can provide clues will be given five golden wheels once verified! "

“…”

After hearing what the coachman said, Li, the little bastard, Ang couldn't help but darken his face, and decided to change cars after crossing this street to avoid being scolded, and at the same time, he could save a little by recalculating the starting price. fare.

However, although he was scolded for nothing, Leon felt a lot relieved after he understood that the trouble was caused by the Lane family and not his target Masseni family.

It seems that everything is stable now. As long as I sneak into the Rose Manor, pick up the target and leave, there shouldn't be any trouble... right?

…

"People from the Lane family want to contact the Scales of Gold through me? Use money to find out the whereabouts of the new Duke?"

After listening to the butler's report, the old man with a rose embroidered on his chest put down the financial report, frowned and said:

"Don't pay attention to them. The Sect of Scales doesn't like to take on this kind of work, and there is no one in the Lane family who can make the decision! Especially if Thomas, who signed the contract on behalf of Bobby Lane, dies, the alliance between our three families will be abolished. Don’t bother me with this kind of thing from now on!”

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

"Yes, I noted it down."

Hearing the old man's instructions, the housekeeper, who was holding a pile of letters in his left hand, nodded in agreement, put the letter with the lion on it in the wastebasket next to him, then opened the next letter, read it quickly, and then started to report the report. :

"The next letter is from Mr. Simon. After Old Charles's only daughter was kidnapped by you, Charles Department Store was stable for a few days, but recently it has started selling at low prices again. It seems that it has also adjusted its categories and specially selected Rose Department Store. Some of the main products are discounted.

Sir Simon is writing to ask you how long it will take to get rid of old Charles. If this continues, even if it directly swallows up the Lane family's shares, Rose Department Store will suffer heavy losses. He can no longer survive and will withdraw his capital. "

"You have to hold on even if you can't hold on!"

After hearing what the housekeeper said, the old man was slightly annoyed and said:

"When I first discovered that there was a benefit, I wanted to grab everyone's heads. Now that I've discovered that I'm going to lose money, everyone wants to withdraw. How can such a good thing happen? Let him hold on for me!"

“…”

"What's wrong? Talk!"

"Sir Simon...maybe he really can't hold it any longer..."

After taking out the report contained in the letter and respectfully handing it to the old man, the housekeeper said carefully:

"I just took a quick look. If no one continues to inject capital, according to the financial situation of Rose Department Store, it can last for up to 15 days.

If the time is longer, it is estimated that not only Sir Simon, but also some people in our family, including several of your in-laws, will be unable to help but withdraw their capital. "

“…”

15 days…

After looking at the shocking deficit on the report, the old man couldn't help but his eyebrows twitched wildly, and the expression on his face was even more uncertain. He seemed to want to get angry, but in the end he leaned back in his chair weakly.

"Pick up the letter from the Lane family and see how much they are willing to pay..."

(End of chapter)