So, I'd like to ask, do you know a guy named Nick Nightingale?"

Holden's question was too abrupt and too reckless, as if it had jumped out of a crack in the stone, and Robben was really taken aback:

Hoden doesn't look like such a frizzy and impulsive person at all, what the hell is going on?

Thunder Peters didn't think much about it, thought seriously for a moment, and replied honestly, "No...... It's an unfamiliar name. However, this is the Orphes, and we can find help. ”

After that, Ray Peters added, "What? Does he have anything to do with the case you're investigating?"

"No, he introduced me to a part-time job, but the job was done and the payment didn't arrive, and I felt cheated. Horden said unhurriedly, with a sincere expression and sincere eyes, as well as natural acting skills, even Robben almost believed -

At least half of the sentence is true.

Brutus's doubts were also answered, not only did he not think that Hodden was abrupt, but he was a little happy:

This also proves that Horden really regarded them as friends, so he would ask for help, otherwise he would have tried his best to please them at this time, if he had ulterior motives.

"Can't you find him now? When it comes to finding someone, Ophels can still find a lot of help. Brutus was also enthusiastic to give advice.

Robben's facial expressions never changed much, and despite the ups and downs of his inner emotions, he was able to maintain calm on the surface, which also allowed him to observe the changes in the expressions of Rapers and Brutus, and slowly, he realized that Hoden's life was full of wisdom.

Every move is well thought out.

So, did Horden also calculate when he faced himself? Robben fell into deep thought.

......

Above the dusty wooden door hangs a dilapidated signboard, with no frills, simply reading, "Private Detective Agency."

Compared with the bustle and bustle of the main street, just turning a corner, you enter another world, the cold and bleak of the door is filled with a dark cold and damp, the street without lights can only catch a little thin light projected outside, obviously it is still in the afternoon, after blocking most of the light, it will enter a corner where it is difficult to distinguish day and night.

Goosebumps on the surface of the skin came out one after another, and even Holden couldn't help but tense a little-

It's not just the light, it's more of a feeling, and the damp and cold air is like something sticking on the skin, and then slowly penetrating into the blood and bone marrow, which is really chilling.

"Don't underestimate this. In the past, when it was the most prosperous, it can be said that there were many people coming and going, and there may be a queue when it is busy, and the original name of the street has long been forgotten, but it is nicknamed 'Detective Street', and there are countless strange people and strange things hidden here. ”

"It's a pity that it gradually declined. ”

"On the one hand, the strength and status of the psionics have declined across the board, and on the other hand, the security forces have gradually taken over the city's cases, and people originally liked to look for private detectives to solve cases, but now they are accustomed to looking directly for the security forces, and the living environment of private detectives has gradually declined. ”

"Still, there are a lot of things that the vigilantes can't handle, after all, there are still many mysterious parts of the psykeric world. So, Detective Street has continued, but not the past. Occasionally, there are some jobs that search for people or secretly photograph scandals. ”

In the midst of Ray Peters' rambling introductions and exclamations, the group walked into the alley.

It was also the first time that Robben had seen such a scene, and he looked at it carefully, "...... Is that a soothsayer?"

"Yes. The life of a private detective was not easy, and the prophets of prophecy and divination were similar, and one after another, they all gathered on this street. Thunder Peters couldn't help but stop curiously, and his voice couldn't help but fade as he looked at it, "But it doesn't seem to be the same as I remember." I didn't have such a depressed ...... when I came here last year."

Brutus, however, noticed Hodden who was lagging behind, turned around to look, and then found that Hauden had taken two steps back, and disappeared in one turn.

Brutus also turned around and walked back, and walked back to the alley, where Hoden, who was standing in front of the bulletin board, came into view, and he also stood over, "This is the official bulletin board set up by the city." In the past, every time there was a major news or important announcement in the empire, all of them would be posted uniformly. ”

In the era of underdeveloped information, every town and every region must have such a bulletin board.

"Now, however, newspapers have replaced bulletin boards, where only the occasional unique key news is posted, and usually as an information board. Although Brutus is a noble young master, he seems to know a lot about the small things in life, and he is not as ignorant as he imagined.

Looking up, Hoden could see the different messages posted on it:

There are information about renting houses, information about students asking for rent, missing person notices, special party registration invitations, party information after the back-to-school prom, and ...... Part-time job postings.

After a careful glance, Hoden found a yellowed parchment roll in the corner, which read:

"We are looking for dinner waiters, who are required to be between 16 and 29 years old, in good health, with good facial features and clear speech, and provide free clothing and training services. The remuneration is handsome. ”

In a simple sentence, there is no mention of the specific job content, but the conditions are relatively relaxed, and the relevant training services can be provided, which is undoubtedly very attractive - after completing this job, you can have the relevant skills and find more jobs in the future.

If he were "Hodden Harrow", he would have noticed the job. "Hodden Herlo" is indeed a bit simple, under the strict protection of Nair, and does not really come into contact with the darkness and ugliness of society, but that does not mean that he is stupid, and he knows more about human affairs and sophistication than Nair imagined.

My eyes fell on the corner, and sure enough, I found the address and the name of the contact.

"Nick Nightingale. ”

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

Now it's finally clear how "Holden Herlo" and Samuel met – similar job advertisements should be found on billboards in different parts of Iwabys.

But after carefully browsing the address, Holden's brow furrowed slightly.

"St. Peter's Examination Center".

The last time he visited, Holden didn't realize that Nightingale was also taking them to the examination center, so he missed the opportunity to use the name to test him, but he didn't expect that after going around in a circle, he would return to the original point.

So, what should we do now?

It's not been that long since the last time I went to the inspection centre, and it's easy to get caught off at the chance if the same trick is used repeatedly, and more information may not always be obtained.

Or should Victor Miguel's company be investigated first?