The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Albert Durham. I remember," Sebas replied. "What other commissions do you have?"

"Of course it's to collect relevant information about Ken Bock. What else can be done? You can't hang yourself on a tree." Elok said speechlessly.

Hearing this, Sebas responded without any sense of humor. "Suffocation is the most uncomfortable way to die. If I had to choose, I would choose to cut off my head with a knife, or blow my head off with a gun."

Alok rolled his eyes at this humorless behavior and continued following his words:

"If I have a choice, it's better not to die. I want to be a good person."

Sebastian obviously didn't understand what Alok said, but that didn't stop him from knowing what to do next. He curled his lips and didn't answer.

"Let's go to the detective club again tomorrow." Alok said while lowering his head and eating his dinner.

After dinner, he found Majik and used his connections to grab the only remaining room in Dark Night Rose. And booked two rooms for tomorrow.

He and Sebas hurriedly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Alok opened his eyes from the bed. Without waking up Sebastian who was sleeping on the sofa, he came to the desk with bare feet.

He picked up the quill pen on the table and inserted it into the ink bottle to soak in some ink. Then he took a piece of paper and wrote a message:

"Miss Witch:

For testing purposes! ! !

captain Jack"

Then, he began to perform Yesterday Reappearance.

When it came time to choose a target again yesterday, he chose the target when Il showed him the 'Witch's Pocket' skill, and silently recited Il's transformation spell:

"Witch Queen Yvel's Universal Transformation Spell."

He remembered all the details of the pocket where El cast the witch, even what the pocket looked like. It was a gray unfinished woolen handbag.

When a dark opening appeared in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put the piece of paper in, and then interrupted the replay of yesterday.

Putting the quill back to its original position, closing the cap of the ink bottle, he stood up and walked to the bathroom.

After a while of chattering, he lay down on the bed again.

Hearing Sebas turn over, Alok didn't say anything and fell asleep again.

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Early next morning.

Alok didn't sleep very well, he was always worrying about El's affairs.

Have you received the message? Will it be discovered? Will you receive a reply? some type of.

The reason why I sent it at that time was also based on this consideration.

Late at night is always better for doing these secret things.

In addition, he made up a story to provide himself with a clear excuse. This is mind-numbing.

But Alok still looked energetic the next day, which was related to the two hours of meditation he had done yesterday.

After breakfast, it's already ten o'clock, which is also working time. He adjusted his clothes and said to Sebas:

"Let's go to the club. Find that Mr. Albert Durham. I think he's very capable."

"Indeed." Sebas agreed.

"I wonder what the sunflowers look like in the morning? Will they look brighter?" Alok thought of the sea of ​​sunflowers on the street.

If you wait until the sunset, it will definitely be the most beautiful scenery in Damia.

"It will be beautiful. I watch it often." Sebas replied briefly, his tone full of memories and nostalgia.

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Walking on Sunflower Street, Alok felt a rare sense of relief.

He entered the familiar club and said hello to Miss Serin at the front desk:

"It's you working again today. What a coincidence."

Miss Serin was obviously stunned, but she still showed a professional smile. When she saw Sebas behind Alok, she suddenly remembered who this was.

Sebas' new boss.

His smile became even brighter, rivaling that of the sunflowers outside. Hmm~~Sunset flowers.

"Hello. We meet again. I wonder what service I can bring you?" Miss Serling said with a smile.

Elok took off his three-cornered hat casually, held it in his hand, and said:

"It's still the same, a detective's commission. Albert Drum and I had a great time working together last time. Although he didn't complete my commission perfectly, he also made me aware of his abilities."

"So, you still hope to cooperate with him this time?" Miss Serin understood Ai Luoke's meaning and asked with a smile.

"That's right. I don't know if he is in the club today." Alok said with his hands on the counter.

Serin glanced at Alok's smiling face and said tactfully: "I believe he will also consider lowering the commission fees for regular customers as appropriate."

"That's great. It saves me the waiting," Alok responded with a smile.

"Two cups of lemon black tea. Remember to ask for Eton black tea with lemon slices or bergamot slices. I'll wait for him in the reception room."

"Okay, please come with me, Your Excellency." Miss Serling said with a smile.

In fact, she also forgot what Alok's name was, but in order to avoid embarrassment, she added her rich methods of dealing with customers.

So it didn't make Alok feel anything wrong.

She noted down Alok's needs, and after she guided the two of them to sit on the small sofa in the reception room, she said:

"It'll be here soon. Please wait."

Soon, Miss Serling came to the reception room with three cups of tea.

Behind her is the detective that Alok had entrusted - Albert Drum.

Alok stood up and extended his right hand cordially to him and said hello:

"Long time no see, I have to trouble you again. Detective Albert Durham. Your detective skills are admirable."

Albert Drum also smiled when he heard this, shook hands with Alok, and asked:

"Has the last trouble been resolved? Mr. Phasma?"

"Of course, a perfect solution. This also depends on the investigation results of Detective Albert Durham." Alok smiled and made up the lie without blushing at all.

"Hahaha, that's good if it's solved. Although I couldn't find your brother, it's a good thing that you've solved the problem." Albert Drum said with a naive smile.

He took out a cigarette in his left hand, glanced at Alok, who didn't smoke, and said:

"You do not mind right."

"Of course." Alok said casually.

Albert Drum crossed his legs, holding a burning cigarette in his mouth. After exhaling a thick puff of smoke, he asked slowly:

"I wonder what Mr. Phasma's commission is this time?"

"Haha, the cooperation last time was very pleasant. So this time I would like Detective Albert Durham to pick me up so that I can feel more at ease." Alok flattered him first. Then he showed a bitter smile and continued:

"Actually, this commission is a continuation of the previous incident. Finding Detective Albert Drum will save me from having to tell the story again."

"Oh? I thought it was solved perfectly." Albert Drum said in surprise.

"It's indeed a perfect solution for me, but it's not the case for my parents. So, here I go again." Alok showed a helpless expression. Spread your hands.

Seeing that Albert Drum had no intention of continuing to speak, Elok went straight to the point and said:

"My brother is dead."

Although Albert Drum didn't say anything, his calm expression showed that he was not surprised by the result.

"Killed by someone else. Although I don't intend to delve into this matter, my parents obviously don't intend to let it go."

"There are three suspected targets."

"The first one is Florian, the newly appointed police chief of Garrosson District. He is a big man and he is always very aggressive when dealing with drug-taking gangsters at the port. This is my first suspicion. Yes. He wasn't killed."

"The second one is the gangster leader from Garosan District. He is a green guy, but I don't know him. But when I saw my brother's body, he was standing next to me with a disdainful expression on his face, and he was even a little happy. . So I doubt him. At least it’s related to him.”

Elok paused, then continued in a heavy tone:

"The third one is from a family that has some conflicts with our family. He is also a drug dealer. So my parents are extremely suspicious of him. His name is Ken Bock. He has the title of Viscount."