The Doctor In the Steampunk World

On the second floor of a slightly dilapidated old building at the end of Fifth Avenue in the outer city, there is a huge red arrow on the wall of the corridor, and several large characters are graffitied on the arrow.

Fox Detective Agency!

A handsome middle-aged man came here and walked up the stairs to the so-called Fox Detective Agency.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang knock on the old iron door.

"Come, come." Two minutes later, an impatient voice sounded in the room. A sleepy-eyed man in pajamas opened the door inside and looked at the person coming through the iron door.

"Who are you."

"Work for you."

When the man inside heard the business spirit, he quickly opened the iron door and welcomed Simon in enthusiastically.

Inside is a large hall, and further inside is the reception room.

The man in pajamas welcomed the handsome middle-aged man into the reception room and poured him a glass of water enthusiastically.

"Where are you Detective Fox?"

"Wait a minute, I'll invite him over now." The pajama man left quickly and closed the door of the reception room.

After a while, an unshaven, bald-headed old black walked in with a decadent look, with a low-quality cigarette in his mouth, casually pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down, then looked at the middle-aged handsome man in front of him.

"What are you looking for me to investigate?"

The handsome middle-aged man looked at the bald-headed old Hei and shook his head: "Can't you imagine that the smartest Chief Stellan in Fossa City turned into this look?"

That's right, the bald old black in front of him is Stellan, the director of the Ninth Bureau of Fossa City more than 20 years ago.

He stepped down from the position of director ten years ago, or was driven down to be precise.

Fossa City has become a trading city, a resource trading city, how could the knight department in such an important city be handed over to outsiders to control.

Stellan was stubbornly unwilling to stand in line, so he was designed and kicked out of the ninth inning.

Now I run this detective agency in Fossa City, but the business has not been good, so let's make a living.

Of course, the handsome middle-aged man in front of him is none other than Simon in disguise.

Stellan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Simon: "You know me?"

Simon didn't answer, and continued: "I have been away from Fossa City for many years. I thought that Chief Stellan would be very beautiful, but I didn't expect to end up in such a field."

Simon shook his head, then took out a cigar from his pocket and raised his hand to signal it.

Stellan waved his hand: "I'm not the director anymore, just call me Stellan."

Simon cut his own cigars: "I remember you used to like smoking cigars."

"I haven't smoked for many years, and I'm used to smoking this kind of cigarette now." Stellan shrugged and pressed the inferior cigarette case on the desk.

Simon lit it for himself, then let out a puff of smoke.

"You came to see me for a joke?" Strand asked.

"That's not true, it's just that I haven't been back for a long time. Fossa City doesn't have many friends, and it's very boring. I heard that you are here, so come and see." Simon swallowed.

Stellan nodded expressionlessly, then snuffed out the cigarette that was about to burn out in his hand, and lit another one for himself.

Stellan was silent for half a minute and said, "It's okay to see my joke. Simon, thank you for remembering me."

"Sword Comes"

Simon raised his brows and laughed: "My disguise is perfect, how do you recognize me?"

Stellan's hands trembled obviously, and he took a deep breath: "Guess, I really didn't see through your disguise. But from your body shape, demeanor, and way of speaking, combined with what you just said, I guess 70% It's you. Didn't expect to guess right."

"As expected of Mr. Stellan, even if he is old, his eyes are still very poisonous." Simon took off the Pampers mask on his face.

Stellan stared blankly at Simon's almost unchanged face, with a very responsible expression: "You are still the same as before, nothing has changed."

"Although the appearance has not changed, the mentality is much older." Simon sighed.

"You came back this time for Chekwen?" After pondering for more than ten seconds, Stellan said again.

Simon snapped his fingers: "Great, you guessed it right again."

"It seems that you still have people in Fossa City." Stellan said solemnly.

Simon smiled and didn't answer.

"Since you're here, let me tell you something. There's something wrong with the woman Cheekwen married." Stellan said sternly.

"Have you investigated?"

"I found it by accident, and I investigated it, but she is very mysterious, and there are people behind her, so I didn't find anything good."

"I know, but it's all right. The woman and the people behind her have been dealt with." Simon said in a stern voice.

Stellan was stunned, and then he smiled bitterly. He tried his best to investigate for a long time, but he couldn't find out the situation of the longevity seed. Simon got everything right as soon as he arrived.

This is the difference in strength.

"You came back this time just for Chekwen's business? If you have any thoughts on Fossa City, I advise you to think clearly. The number of knights in Fossa City has increased a lot over the years, and it is not so easy to deal with."

Simon shook his head and smiled: "If I really want to do it, I won't be able to support it for half a day with just a few people like Fossa City."

Stellan's smoking action was taken aback, and he was surprised by Simon's domineering words.

Stellan's expression became complicated: "It seems that you have arranged a lot in Fossa City~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Simon shook his head and continued to say his own: "Stellan, use your ability to go to other cities or to the capital. If you want to join any force, you will definitely get better than you are now. Why do you have to stay in Fossa City? "

"When people are old, they don't want to toss anymore. Now life is pretty good, there are not too many troubles, and life is comfortable."

"Comfortable?" Simon laughed.

"The general environment of Fossa City is like this. In such an environment, there is no power, no power, no strength, and there is no freedom."

"When you get used to it, you feel comfortable."

"That's not really what you said."

"After living for a long time and watching more, I also figured out a lot of things."

Simon nodded: "In fact, this is also a method. The living environment is like this. Either try to change, or bow your head to adapt, and you can live happily."

Stellan stared at Simon and asked, "Then what kind are you?"

"I, like before, also want to be free, be a salted fish, be a rich man, and live my life. It's a pity, there are always people who don't want me to live freely. I have no choice but to let those who don't let me Living and comfortable people and environments disappear." Simon's tone was calm, but he was domineering and confident.

Stellan drew another cigarette and lit it. "It's not easy."

"So I've lived a very tired life these years, which is against my original intention. But fortunately, it's worth it. At least I won't be forced to leave Fossa City like before. But I still have a long way to go. , it's not good to go."

"Although I don't know what you are doing, since you already have enough power, you are still not satisfied. In fact, you are infatuated with power and want more." Stellan said solemnly.

"Hehehe, that's right and wrong."