The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Chapter 82 Rewards

After a pause, Florian said in detail:

"For solving the two most dangerous superhumans, one demon will be rewarded with 300 gold coins, and the other is a corrupted abuser, with a bonus of 400 gold coins. A total of 700 gold coins are rewarded. In addition, there are some superhuman items. However, since all the superhuman items are extremely dangerous, the police station recovered them all when cleaning the scene. They were exchanged for 300 gold coins according to the market ratio. So the total reward is 1,000 gold coins."

Looking at the somewhat excited Alok, Florian continued:

"These 1,000 gold coins will be divided between you, me and Miss Witch. My opinion is that I take 300, you take 400, and Miss Witch takes 300. This is based on contribution. My colleague cannot participate in the distribution because he did not participate in the battle."

The distribution of the police is fair. Although I solved the abuser Misha alone, he also made a lot of efforts in solving the demon. Timely protection also saved my life.

"Okay, I have no objection." Alok raised his hand and answered.

Hearing that Alok did not express any disagreement, Florian nodded and said:

"Since you have no problem, I will give you the money as soon as it is approved."

He spread his hands, made a helpless gesture, and added:

"You know. Everything in the government needs to be approved. This takes time. About a week."

There is indeed such a procedure. After all, Richie is from a government unit. Alok knew that he couldn't rush it, so he nodded and agreed indifferently:

"No problem. Let's talk about the second thing."

"The second thing is that your gun qualification certificate has been processed for you. You can carry guns at will. But you can't shoot casually." Florian said nonchalantly. Even the latter part of not being able to shoot casually was that nonchalant.

Nodding slightly, Alok took the small leather book handed to him by Florian and put it in his jacket pocket, saying: "What about the third one?"

Hearing this, Florian's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "The third thing is a commission."

Then he reached into his jacket and took out a crumpled paper from his pocket. After unfolding it, Alok found it was a wanted poster.

He pointed to the hand-drawn picture on the wanted poster and said, "Keep a close eye on this person's movements. Notify me immediately if there is any news. Even if there is any suspicious news, notify me as soon as possible."

The wanted poster showed a man with a gray hood but only a stubbled chin. The man's face was a little thin. But other facial features could not be seen.

"Uh~" Alok took the wanted poster and looked carefully at the dark face of the man on it. Scratched his head.

"That's it. How can you ask me to pay attention? I don't even know what he looks like. Besides, there are so many people wearing this hood." Alok looked at Florian and said.

He looked around, approached Florian and said:

"Everyone at the party is like this. So I am also a suspect. Do you have any other clues?"

"I believe in your professionalism." Florian patted Alok on the shoulder and said.

"Then you have to tell me some information." Alok pointed to the hand-drawn picture on the wanted poster and said loudly: "There is no picture of what he looks like, no height or weight, no occupation. How can we check if there is nothing? We can't arrest everyone with a hood."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Florian looked at the wanted poster he issued. He added: "Ahem. Let me tell you secretly. It's a necromancer."

Necromancer. Is it scary? I have solved one.

"What level?" Alok asked with a frown.

"Ahem, this is not something I know. Anyway, it's very dangerous." Florian said hesitantly.

Looking at Florian with a questioning look, Alok asked:

"How dangerous is it? Outsiders also have the right to know."

Florian hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say. Finally, his face became a little embarrassed and he said:

"A policeman's extraordinary item was stolen. It's very dangerous, so... don't tell anyone."

Hmm~huh? This is indeed a scandal, no wonder it's not allowed to be said.

Frowning slightly, Alok asked:

"What item? This will help me track it down, and it will also help me know the risks."

After another long silence, Florian reluctantly said:

"I've told you anyway. It doesn't matter."

He looked around habitually, and then whispered:

"It's a key. About ten centimeters long. Gold. Pirate's skill. The specific purpose is unknown. But there is one feature, it can't open any door."

A key? Pirate profession.

This reminds me of the pirate's skill - opening the door.

But can't open any door?

This~~is not right. If you can open any door, it means the skill of opening the door. But what if you can't open it?

It's puzzling. Alok shook his head and asked again:

"When was it lost?"

"Saturday." Florian answered briefly.

"Didn't your historian trace back?" Alok asked puzzledly.

"Yes. But there was no result." Florian frowned and said.

Stunned by what he said, Alok asked again:

"How come there is no result? Is there interference?"

The two suddenly fell silent. Alok understood that this was Florian's tacit consent. He couldn't say that the police were incompetent.

Nodding in understanding. Alok replied, "I'll pay attention. I'll tell you if there's any news. I'll go find Miss Dana to find you then."

"No, go directly to the Port City Police Department to find me." Florian refused.

Then explained, "It's faster this way."

"Okay." Alok nodded in agreement.

"I should go. There's still a lot to do." Florian casually patted his thigh and stood up from the sofa opposite Alok.

Nodding politely, Alok also stood up and said with a smile:

"I should go too."

...

There's an advantage to the skill of opening the door. That is, you'll never be afraid of forgetting to bring your own keys.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Alok stood in front of the door of No. 77, Heaton Street and knocked three times to show politeness. Then he directly released the skill to open his own door.

The sun had just begun to set, and it was the hottest time. As soon as Alok entered the door, he took off his coat and hat and casually hung them on the exquisitely carved hanger at the door.

Feeling the temperature at home, it became a little cooler. Just like the ghost ship.

Another clever use of Il's skills? Alok smiled and shook his head.

He took off his musket and sword and hung them on the hanger, then stretched gently.

He had not forgotten the scar on his back. Although the wound healed quickly under the treatment of the life priest, it was still not healed.

Seeing that there was no one in the living room, Alok shouted loudly:

"Il."

No one responded, and Alok walked to Il's bedroom on the second floor.

After knocking on the door, no one answered. Alok frowned slightly.

Isn't he at home? Without Il, Alok always felt empty in his heart. Could he not get a meal?

He touched the back of his left hand with his mental power and left a message for Il:

"Where are you? I'm home. I have two good news for you."

Then he went downstairs and sat on the sofa, picked up the teapot on the table, and tried it. There was still some tea left in it. But it was cold. The teapot turned blue.

Where did Il go? It looks like he has been out for a long time.

Isn't he usually at home? What happened?

Is it for her extraordinary weapon? Or is it an upgrade?

I can't guess. Let's see when Il will reply.

Oh~ women are like this.

Even if they see it for the first time, they won't reply to you.

This is the airs of a woman.

"Hurry up, tell me what good news is, don't keep me in suspense." Alok's left hand suddenly felt slightly hot, and Il's voice came.

Hey? The reply is so fast this time. I haven't thought about what to say yet.

After thinking it over, Alok replied:

"There is news about the entrusted money. There is also a surprise."

"Really? You wait for me!" Soon, Il's somewhat anxious voice came again.