The Marcus family's celebratory banquet lasted a whole day, and by the time Zhang Cheng returned to the Long Island villa in New York, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

When he pushed open the door and walked into the living room to surprise his girlfriend, he was surprised to find Elizabeth sitting with a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early forties and a little unkempt.

On the table between the two, there are more than two dozen color photos.

"Ahh

"Just came back!Who is this gentleman?, don't you want to introduce me?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the other party with a little curiosity.

"Hello sir, my name is Terry and I am a private detective. The middle-aged man stood up and took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Private detective?" Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed a hint of doubt.

Because in the United States, private detectives are equivalent to a kind of civilian investigative agency, and they are generally hired either to find something, or to find someone, or to collect the black history of enemies or competitors, which is never a good thing anyway.

"That's right! I hired Terry to help find my birth parents. Elizabeth did not try to hide anything, and generously stated her purpose.

Clearly, like most orphans, she longed to find her parents and find out why she was abandoned in the first place, even if that little naivety always ended in tragedy.

Zhang Cheng couldn't understand the meaning behind this behavior at all, and his eyes revealed a puzzled light: "Why?"

Elizabeth replied with a wry smile, "I don't know why, maybe I just want to get an answer, or maybe it's like figuring out who I really am and whether there are other siblings." What, are you against it?"

"No, as long as you're happy. Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Just when he wanted to turn around and leave, he suddenly remembered something, and immediately stopped and asked the middle-aged man who was standing a little sloppy on the side: "Mr. Detective, does your business scope include investigating shipwrecks?"

"What kind of shipwreck?" said Terry, with an interested look on his face.

"A Spanish treasure ship in the sixteenth century, silent at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, named the Queen of Fire. I also have a logbook here, which is said to have been written by the captain of another ship in my travels. As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took out the worn-out notebook full of Spanish from his pocket.

"Spanish treasure ship, oh my God, that's a bit of a thrill!" Terry muttered as he quickly flipped through the notes he had written.

He was obviously very proficient in Spanish, and he did not encounter any obstacles in reading, and after a full seven or eight minutes, he raised his head and said: "Although I am not an expert in navigation, I believe that with this journal as a reference, I believe it should not be difficult to find a general area." Now the question is, how much are you willing to pay to hire me, and how much are you going to pay to keep my mouth shut. ”

"How much do you want?" Zhang Cheng asked rhetorically.

"500,000! Give me 500,000 dollars! In a week I promise to give you a search radius of no more than a hundred nautical miles, and I promise that I will never reveal any news about the wreck to anyone. Terry chose the lion's mouth.

Although he prefers to get a share of the priceless shipwreck treasure, considering that it is not easy to salvage a shipwreck in the endless Atlantic Ocean, especially if the sunken location is too deep to be salvaged with the current scientific and technological capabilities, it is best to get the dollar first.

"Hehe, 500,000? But it doesn't matter, as long as you can give me accurate information, I don't mind satisfying your petty greed. But remember, if I find out that you are fooling me, then the result is not as simple as recovering the 500,000, I will take your life and soul. Zhang Chengyi threatened.

There is no doubt that he knows the desires hidden in the other party's heart, but he is not ready to bargain.

Because the dollar is now a meaningless piece of waste paper or a series of numbers in a bank account.

These things could neither bring strength nor acquire the knowledge he craved......

A few minutes later, Terry left the villa with a signed check for half a million.

The poor man had no idea who he was dealing with, let alone what he would pay if he broke his oath, and all he could think about was how to use the opportunity to make a windfall.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor and watching the private detective's car disappear at the end of the kilometer, Elizabeth suddenly hugged Zhang Cheng's waist from behind, and smiled and seduced: "Honey, I learned some methods about absorbing magic during the auction, why don't we try it now?"

"As you wish, my lady. The latter, learning the etiquette of the old Middle Ages, turned around and kissed the girl lightly on the back of her hand.

Just like on weekdays, the two of them quickly returned to the soft big bed in the room and began to discuss the topic of "magic extraction".

......

At the same time, far away in the desolate castle of hell, another dog man and woman are also busy, preparing to build a teleportation circle to summon mortals.

Since Hell is not as strict as the human world, it is generally teleported as soon as the target responds to the call, and there is no such thing as being discovered and banished.

"Are you sure that young wizard will answer our call?" Nissa didn't ask back about her ill-intentioned lover.

"Of course! Maybe the other wizards won't pay attention to the call from hell, but he will. You don't understand how arrogant and arrogant this guy is. Boruen did not hesitate to give assurances.

He couldn't wait to summon his allies and join forces to take down the female demon lord in front of him so that he could replace him.

Although this land is extremely inhospitable, it is also a territory that can be used to build a logistics base that can be used to replenish one's strength.

What's more, the demon lords conquer each other as frequently as eating and drinking.

He believed that he would be able to take advantage of this opportunity to conquer all the surrounding lords in one fell swoop and become the supreme master of this marginal land.

"Well, I'll trust you for once. ”

Nissa seemed to sense Borun's impending ambition, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she quietly gestured to a small demon not far away.

After receiving the order, the latter quickly left the castle and flew towards another demon lord's fortress hundreds of kilometers away......

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