Mysterious Catastrophe

Thoughts emerged in Nicholas' mind one by one, and the doctor's reply came from next to his ear:

"Understood, I will take good care of this patient, do I need to be transferred to a mission hospital or a mental hospital?"

"If I go to a mental hospital, people will think I'm abusing him."

Nicholas waved his hand: "Just send it to the mission hospital."

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Meanwhile, Aaron is enjoying a good morning and breakfast.

He took a sip of hot cocoa, looked at Sylvia who was busy, and suddenly said, "Sylvia!"

"Master, I'm here!"

Sylvia stood in front of Aaron: "What else can I order?"

"Would you...would you like to be my housekeeper?"

Aaron thought for a while, and said, "The weekly salary will be set at 2 pounds first, and it will be added later."

Although a qualified butler not only needs to have certain professional knowledge, but also needs to have various network resources, and even replace the master to make various visits.

In today's era, women must suffer in this regard.

But Aaron's network is very simple, so there is no need for people who are too good at communication. After observing this period of time, Sylvia is already competent enough.

"I am willing...young master!"

Sylvia almost wept with joy, and even the maid next to her stared at the former head maid enviously.

After all, even some footmen, the high position they seek all their lives is to become a butler.

This is especially difficult for maids.

Not to mention, there is also a substantial increase in salary, and even if you continue to look for a job in the future, your resume will look very decent.

After breakfast, Aaron read today's newspaper while thinking about where to visit today.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Sylvia went to open the door and saw William Mark in casual clothes, holding a big black dog in his hand.

"William... welcome!"

Aaron stood up from the easy chair and greeted his friend with a smile: "I was really worried when I saw you like that last time."

"My body has recovered. Hannibal suggested that I exercise more. You see... now I take it for a walk every day."

William Mark raised the rope in his hand, and seemed to be very leisurely: "Today, I happened to come to you, so I came to pay a visit."

Although it is a bit impolite in high society not to let the butler come first to make an appointment, but these rules can be ignored among good friends.

Moreover, the other party also has 'walking' as an excuse.

Aaron nodded and glanced at William Mark. Although the other party was well disguised, he could feel that the other party had something to do with him.

However, he did not speak first, but asked the servant to take care of the big dog, and asked William Mark to sit down. Then the two chatted about the recent weather, and hot topics such as the explosion of the waterworks.

When Sylvia changed to the second cup of hot cocoa, William Mark finally said, "My friend... are you interested in investing?"

"I don't know what industry it is about? You know, although I plan to live here for a short time, it should not exceed one year."

Aaron replied with a smile, after all, he played the role of a traveler.

Glancing at the discolored faces of William and Sylvia, he continued: "Of course... I don't mind leaving a high-quality asset here, as long as I send someone to check the accounts regularly."

"I have an absolutely high-quality asset here!" William Mark's eyes lit up: "In fact...it is the share of the textile factory I own. I have encountered some problems recently and need to raise a lot of cash. 5% Shares, only need 1500 pounds, of course... If you are willing to borrow money, I can also use it as collateral, the interest is only higher than the bank..."

It can be seen that William does not want to sell the shares, but he does have a large demand for gold recently... and this mortgage is probably not worth 1500 pounds in the eyes of the bank. '

"Unfortunately, he found the wrong person. I am actually poorer than him... The last time I said that I wanted to buy a manor and raise horses, it was all a lie..."

Aaron murmured silently in his heart that a manor needs at least tens of thousands of pounds, even if he collected a "mining tax" and "security tax" from the Bone Worship Society, it was far from enough.

Of course, if he is willing to sell the spiritual materials he has accumulated, he can get rich instantly.

However, Aaron would not be so stupid. Top-level spiritual things are often priceless in the mysterious world. It is easy to sell them for money, but it is very difficult to buy them back.

"William, what happened to you recently, you can tell me, we are friends..."

Aaron tried to look genuine.

William Mark was moved for a moment, but he looked around and remained silent.

Seeing this, Aaron waved his hand and let Sylvia lead the maids back.

At this moment, William Mark got closer and said in a low voice, "Aaron... have you heard of the mysterious world?"

'Yes, I've also heard of Amway...'

Aaron slandered in his heart, with a blank look on his face: "No...the so-called magic, witchcraft, isn't it a legendary story?"

"No! They really exist, and...are monopolized by the real upper class!" William Mark said seriously: "As ordinary people, no matter how much wealth and fame we have...we will eventually be ruled by the upper class." The society despises and rejects... But entering that circle through mystery is different, this is a shortcut! Only families with mysterious inheritance are the real nobles!"

Chapter 171 Detective

"so what?"

Aaron continued to ask noncommittally.

"I came into contact with a mysterious organization, which promised me that as long as I pay a large sum of money, it can take me into that world! This is why I have been short of funds recently!"

William Mark said: "At that time, my family will become a bloodline inheritance with extraordinary abilities!"

"The Bureau of Investigation understands that even if you get Extraordinary, you may become a rat in the gutter and be accompanied by madness all the time..."

"Other great nobles have background, heritage, and strength, so they can pass on extraordinary knowledge to their families... Ordinary people who suddenly obtain mysterious inheritance are more likely to be invited to drink coffee by the Bureau of Investigation. '

Aaron continued to slander in his heart: "Besides, I have never heard of a mysterious association that only needs to pay for entry... To study the occult, you still need a certain qualification. The qualification here does not mean talent, but calmness." , or crazy mental traits, and being too old or too young is very dangerous...'

Too young to resist the mad potential that comes with accumulating spirituality.

Too old and experienced enough, but the body can't support it anymore.

There may be some secret rituals that can provide them with protection, but this obviously does not belong to a mysterious organization that pays money to get started.

Aaron seriously suspects that William Mark has met a con man with little knowledge of the occult.

He paused, and gently reminded: "This...have you discussed it with other friends, such as Hannibal?"

According to the observation during this period, that surgeon is very likely to be involved in the extraordinary and mysterious!

"No... Hannibal has received an invitation letter since he treated me last time, and went to other places to perform surgery..."

William Mark shook his head and sighed: "Otherwise, I really want to talk to him..."

'The last time, was the bug outbreak in the Witch's House? '

Aaron suddenly realized.

At that time, the Bureau of Investigation was under the highest pressure, and there was an outbreak of parasites. As a doctor, Hannibal must have received a lot of news, and perhaps he had decided to avoid this vortex of disaster.

The so-called going to another place for surgery is just an excuse!

"William..." Aaron pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Although many rich people are said to have made their fortunes from investing, in fact, they never invest in fields that they don't understand... You rashly dabble in the mystery, well, let's assume the mystery Existence, what about the return? There are too many uncertainties in this kind of thing... Although the shares of the textile factory are very attractive, I can't hurt you."

'Actually, I don't have any money to lend you...'

'Hollow Regal' Aaron added mentally.

"Okay..." William Mark saw the determination on his face, shook his head, stood up and said goodbye: "I hope you can change your mind..."

When going out, he took the opportunity to say goodbye and leaned forward: "Seriously...Aaron...you think about it again, after I join that circle, I will also open channels for you!"

"Well, I'll think about it."

Aaron nodded solemnly, and began to think about whether to find an opportunity to sell the incomplete "chrysalis" inheritance obtained from Benjamin's family to poor William.

'After all...the price I charge must be cheaper than his channel! '

"Actually, as long as William is careful and finds a suitable channel, a thousand pounds is enough to obtain the previous knowledge and part of the inheritance..."

Looking at the back of William leaving, Aaron sighed.

At this moment, he looked in a certain direction and frowned slightly.

"I have some things to think about, don't bother me."

Back in the room, Aaron called Sylvia and told her not to disturb.

Then, he went back to his room, locked the door, set up the warning ritual, put on the Ring of Green Forest, and began to pray to himself.

Whoosh!

Inside the room, there seemed to be an invisible breeze blowing gently.

Aaron, who turned into the evil spirit Eau Claire, went straight through the wall and came to the street.

Looking at the somewhat hazy sky, he shook his head: "Even the scorching sun can't hinder the evil spirit's ability to move..."

Following the previous subtle induction, he came to the corner of Golden Rose Street and found a young man wearing a brown coat and a black round cap with very ordinary facial features.

He was secretly following William Mark, using pedestrians and buildings to constantly cover his figure, and he seemed to have mastered certain tracking skills.

Whenever William Mark in front met someone or went somewhere, he would take out a notebook and record it secretly.

"Stalker? It shouldn't be me, but William attracted..."

Aaron found it very amused, looking directly at the stalker's face.

After thinking for a while, he manipulated the illusory evil spirit, and directly possessed himself on the stalker's clothes.

This time, he didn't take control of the opponent's body, so the detective just felt a little cold for no reason, wrapped his clothes tightly, and then continued with today's work.

A little boy, led by an adult in his left hand and holding a balloon in his right, passed by, staring at a huge doll inside the floor-to-ceiling glass of a store without blinking.

At this time, through the reflection of the glass, he suddenly saw a man passing by in a hurry, and another man in a uniform.

At this moment, the man turned his face and made a face at him.

"Wow!"

The little boy was so frightened that he cried directly, pointing at the glass and crying continuously.

But when he looked at the glass again, that pale and wooden face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Childish innocence broke out, and Aaron, who teased the little boy, followed the stalker around the city for a long time from a new perspective of the evil spirit.

Then he watched as he ordered a pot of hot tea and two buttered loaves of bread for lunch in a commoner restaurant, costing no more than fourpence.

After the meal, the other party walked towards the slums and stopped in front of a dilapidated building.

On the wall on the second floor, there is also a billboard - "Du Wei Detective Agency, good at catching rape, finding lost property, and protecting people..."

"A detective?! These days, don't even crooks get a detective to do a background check before they go to work?"

Aaron was a little speechless, but after walking upstairs with the young detective, a folder was thrown in front of him: "Drian, where did you go this morning?"

"Sorry, Detective Du Wei, I have some private matters."

The young man named Derian quickly apologized, picked up the folder from the ground, and started working.

Sitting behind the desk was an extremely shrewd middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a formal suit and smoking a pipe.

It can be seen that he is the real detective Du Wei.

Chapter 172 The Gang

night.

Detective assistant Derian walked out of the detective office, came to a public rental house, and knocked on the door.

Inside was a handsome white-haired old man. When he saw Derian, a smile appeared on his face, and he made room for Derian to walk into the living room.

On the sofa, several other people were already sitting.

They include a well-dressed gentleman, a beautiful girl, and a shrewd-eyed newsboy.

"Welcome to our Mr. Detective."

The grey-haired temperamental old man applauded, and his gestures and gestures were filled with an invisible leadership temperament.

This is not a mysterious influence, but a combination of his own experience, experience, and past success.