Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 31 Claims Investigators

The idea is tempting.

But there are also risks.

Mr. Marco is a rich man in the Port of Quint and the number one spice dealer.

This person's power is greater than that of Dubin.

What if he doesn't want to pay the bounty and kill people?

Taking a step back, even if Mr. Marco is willing to pay the bounty.

How would I explain myself, taking advantage of the fire between Dubin and Jason, and single-handedly recapturing two large barrels of pepper.

A junior warlock apprentice, has such strength?

No one will believe me if I say it.

Allen didn't want to expose his hole cards, so this matter couldn't be explained.

Once Mr. Marco becomes suspicious and guesses that he secretly colludes with the thieves, there will be endless troubles.

In the final analysis, it is still not strong enough, not powerful enough.

I have to be a man with my tail between my legs.

Allen sighed.

So far, the only way to find his backer is to come forward.

……

Early the next morning.

Allen returned to school, went to the glass garden to find the principal's aunt, and took the initiative to talk about the scuffle in the cave in the deep mountain.

Except for the Taotie system and the blood of poisonous demons.

He told the ins and outs without reservation.

"Accidentally witnessed the mercenary fight between gangsters and profiteers, and you finally took advantage of it?"

Ms. Sola stared at her favorite student, half-believing.

Allen nodded with a sincere look on his face.

"I hid the two barrels of pepper that were stolen under the bed."

"I want to return the property to the original owner, but I am also afraid that the other party will bully me because I am young and ignorant, so I won't give the bounty."

"That's why I came to you, and I hope that you can come out and return the pepper to the trading company, and deliver the reward."

"As for the bounty, half of it belongs to you."

"Teacher, do you think this is okay?"

After hearing what he said, the principal's aunt smiled.

"Alan, you've done a good job!"

"It reflects a maturity and prudence far beyond his age."

"I'm very pleased."

"Teacher, are you willing to do me this favor?" Allen also showed appropriate surprise.

"Of course, it's just a matter of effort."

The headmaster's aunt leaned back on the armchair with a calm smile.

"As for the bounty, you don't have to share it with me. I'm not poor enough to take advantage of the students."

"How about that?!"

Allen immediately raised his voice an octave, his face full of eagerness.

"Teacher! If you don't accept this money, I will feel very sorry!"

"But..." The principal's aunt still wanted to decline.

Allen interrupted the conversation, and said sincerely: "I followed you and learned so much valuable knowledge, and I haven't paid a copper coin for tuition yet!"

"Teacher, can this bounty be considered as my tuition fee?"

"You silly boy, you have such a stubborn temper!"

The principal's aunt smiled helplessly, with a hint of pampering in her eyes.

"Okay, I can't hold you back, so I will do as you say."

……

Two days later.

After school in the afternoon, Alan was stopped by a man wearing a top hat as soon as he left the school gate.

"Hello! Excuse me, is this classmate Alan Panthers?"

"Good afternoon," Allen looked at the strange man, "What advice do you have?"

The other party looked about 30 years old, with an elegant smile.

He is quite gentlemanly in dress and manner.

"Looks like I've found the right person."

The strange gentleman smiled slightly, took off his top hat, revealing his brilliant silver hair.

"My name is Kant, and I'm a private detective."

"Private detective?" Allen was taken aback for a moment, "Listen to the accent, aren't you a local?"

Kant nodded frankly.

"I came to Kunt Island for vacation, and by the way, I helped a friend investigate a case."

"What case is it related to me?"

Allen pretended to be puzzled.

Secretly guessing, nine out of ten have something to do with the pepper robbery.

"It would be a long story to talk about it in detail." Kant put on his top hat and said calmly, "There is a coffee shop across the street. I wonder if I can have the honor to buy you a cup of coffee. We can sit down and relax. chat."

"It's my honor." Allen replied politely.

The two sat down in the cafe.

Kant snapped his fingers smartly.

Called the waiter and ordered two cups of coffee.

"It's like this, student Alan, I have a friend who works in a shipping insurance company and asked me to investigate an insurance claim case..."

Kant sipped his coffee while expressing his intentions.

"I found out from my friends in the police station that classmate Alan is an eyewitness to the case, so I want to talk to you."

"Mr. Kant, I don't know much, and I have nothing to hide..."

Allen responded according to the rhetoric he had colluded with the principal's aunt in advance.

"That day, I accompanied Teacher Sola up the mountain to collect herbs, and I accidentally found a cave. There was a faint sound of quarrels coming from the depths of the cave."

He recounted the ins and outs of the mercenary of thieves and profiteers.

As for the role he played in it, he grafted it onto the principal's aunt by means of grafting.

It seems that he himself is just a small character running errands beside the principal's aunt.

Kant listened very carefully.

During the period, he interrupted and asked a few rather pointed questions, all of which hit the point.

If it weren't for Allen's preparations, it's hard to guarantee that he won't reveal his secrets.

The conversation lasted 10 minutes.

Kant seemed to feel that there was nothing left to ask.

Standing up and smiling, he held out his hand to Allen.

"Thank you for your assistance, Student Alan."

"You're welcome, I hope it helps you."

After shaking hands, Kant snapped his fingers and paid the bill.

Watching him turn and leave, Allen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

however……

The moment Kant was about to walk out of the cafe, he stopped suddenly, turned around, and gave him a meaningful smile.

Allen's heart trembled inexplicably, and his nerves tensed up again!
"Student Alan, your coffee is cold."

"I warmed it up casually, I hope you don't mind."

Finish these two sentences.

Kant lifted the brim of his hat, turned around and opened the door to leave.

Allen sat up holding his breath.

Until Kant's figure disappeared into the street crowd.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Bow down.

His eyes fell on the coffee mug.

The mouth of the cup is steaming.

When I reached out and touched it, the wall of the cup was hot!

Kant guy...

When did the spell be cast to reheat the already cold coffee to almost boiling?

Allen was completely unimpressed!

At first glance, it seems like a trivial little trick.

Allen was deeply shocked!

The human body is mainly composed of water.

If Kant uses this spell on the water in the human body.

For example, making the urine in someone's bladder boil instantly...

What will be the result?

Allen shuddered.

Kant is unfathomable!
If he made a murderous attempt, he might not even have a chance to resist.

The more Allen thought about it, the more he felt that Kant was not a simple person.

Hurry back to school and report to the principal's aunt!

……

Allen climbed the stairs.

At the end of the corridor ahead is the office of the headmaster.

He stopped suddenly.

Through the glass window of the office, I saw a familiar figure.

in the office.

The silver-haired gentleman was sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs leisurely, with a thick cigar in his hand.

I was talking and laughing with the principal's aunt.

(End of this chapter)