Chapter 1: The Elven Detective Agency

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"Master, minion, please give you a farewell! Master, minion..."

A dimly lit room, a soft bed, and a hand sticking out of the covers.

Grab your annoying phone.

In the hazy eyes of sleepy, he swiped to the answer button, and the action was done in one go.

"Toot-"

The phone is connected.

As soon as I put the phone to my ear, I heard a roar from it, and subconsciously pulled the phone a little farther away.

"Yuan Zeyu! I still can't get up from sleep, do you know what time it is? Do you still want to work? Do you want to eat? Do you want to..."

The man known as Yuan Zeyu let out a long yawn, two tears squeezing out of the corners of his eyes.

Hang up the phone directly, throw it next to the pillow, adjust the comfort of the pillow, close your eyes and turn over, ready to sleep for a while.

Last night was a busy night, and although I made a lot of money, a great man said...

The body is the capital of the revolution, unless you have earned enough money.

When I was about to go back to my dreams...

Suddenly a spirit.

Suddenly rolled over and sat up.

Rubbing your eyes, taking back your phone, looking at the time, the whole person was instantly refreshed.

The phone rang again.

Reluctantly connected again.

No matter what the other side says, just keep your ears away from the earpiece and say, "Got it, got it, it'll be there in five minutes." ”

With that, he hung up again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I sat in a daze for another minute, and almost fell asleep again.

"Skin?"

Hearing the voice, my head cleared up a little.

Turning his head, he looked at the source of the sound.

Lying on its stomach is a small mouse with a light yellow body with ears surrounded by black fuzz and some black fuzz on its neck and tail.

On top of that, on either side of the cheeks, two pink circles.

It's cute.

I saw this elf slowly burrow out of the bed, revealing a round little belly.

The short forelimbs gently rubbed their eyes, with confusion and a hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

The sound just now came from it.

Yuan Zeyu grinned, grabbed his fluffy and messy hair, and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, Pichu, I made a noise to you." ”

This little pale yellow mouse is none other than Pichu the Elf.

Electrical sprites.

It is a petite and cute elf, and is mostly the favorite pet of elf lovers.

Every time I wake up from sleep, I feel like I'm dreaming, and the elf is actually around. ’

"Skin~~"

Pichu: (つω')~

Pichu waved his little hand slightly, patted his mouth, and gave a long yawn.

Yuan Zeyu stretched out his slender hand with five fingers and rubbed its head.

"It was a hard time yesterday, Pichu."

This is a magical world, and everything, such as mobile phones and computers, is basically the same as the earth, but there are many things that cannot exist on the earth.

That's the elf.

It is also called Pokémon.

Pichu nodded vigorously and waved his hands.

That's what I'm supposed to do.

Yuan Zeyu laughed.

I took off my pajamas and changed into my usual work clothes as quickly as possible.

A white shirt with a button unbuttoned at the neckline, black trousers, and a slender little suit look like a successful person.

Walking into the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror, yellow skin, good facial features, and a slightly sluggish mental state, but I can still see that he is a pretty good handsome guy.

Sure enough, handsome is a lifelong thing. ’

Pichu followed Yuan Zeyu to the bathroom and jumped onto the sink.

Following his example, looking for a mirror, his little hand gently brushed the little fluff on his head, and nodded.

Handsome!

Pick up a toothbrush and clean your teeth carefully.

"Move fast, otherwise the tigress will be ** smart." Yuan Zeyu said jokingly exaggerated.

"Skin!"

This was a good thing, and Pichu was agitated and immediately quickened the movement of his hand.

Unfortunately, the hands are relatively short, and every time you brush the other tooth, you have to change your hand, which is very troublesome.

"Let's go."

After washing up in a hurry, Pichu was also refreshed, and climbed down Yuan Zeyu's arm to his shoulder.

Find a comfortable position to sit down.

Yuan Zeyu picked up the bread left over from yesterday, and left the small house in a hurry.

Click-

The door was opened again, and a hand reached in from the outside, grabbed the black hat hanging on the wall next to it, and quickly left.

With bread in his mouth, he held his hat with one hand to prevent the wind from blowing away, and with the other hand, he took out a thumb-sized brownish-yellow grain from the inner pocket of his clothes.

Energy Blocks.

In Pichu's longing eyes, he handed it to it.

The size of the energy cube is a bit unbearable for the tiny Pichu.

So it could only hold the energy cube in both hands, squinting happily, and humming an unknown song while gnawing.

"Skin~~Skin~~Skin~~"

Pichu: ( ́▽'ʃ♡ƪ)

The mood seems to be very good.

There's nothing happier than coming together in the morning and eating delicious energy cubes.

Pichu opened his smart eyes and looked up at the sun, his ears bent down, subconsciously blocking the glare of the sun.

Well, it's not morning, it's already noon.

"Skin~~Skin~~"

Pichu gently patted Yuan Zeyu's shoulder and motioned for him to speed up, otherwise it would be too late for five minutes.

Yuan Zeyu smiled and touched its head back.

The pace of his feet unconsciously accelerated.

The bright sun shone on the road, and a few bobos flew overhead, accompanied by a crisp call, and a few green caterpillars lay on the trees beside the road, leisurely eating the leaves.

The elves have fully integrated into the human world.

Luckily, his home was not far from where he worked, and after a trot, he came to his place of work.

Look at the slightly crooked billboard.

"Elven Detective Agency."

When you have money, you must make this billboard look good as soon as possible, otherwise the business will come to the door, and people will probably give up when they see the façade, and even if they come in, they will be skeptical. ’

Push open the door and walk into an office that's not too big.

Everything in the office is neatly arranged and meticulously arranged.

A ******, dressed in a tight black suit and holding a folder in her arms, stared at him menacingly.

Seeing this woman, Yuan Zeyu subconsciously shrunk his neck, and the pichu on his shoulders also shrunk his neck.

He didn't dare to speak out loud.

Under such a gaze, he cautiously walked to the office, behind the only decent desk.

I just sat down, and before I could take a sip and catch my breath, I heard...

Smack-

The folder was slammed on the table.

I almost didn't hold back a mouthful of water and squirted out.

I barely drank it, but I choked on it.

"Ahem, ahem... Ahem, ahem... Wen Ya, I said can you be more elegant, this kind of temper, you won't be able to marry in the future..."

Murderous gaze.

Yuan Zeyu closed his mouth heartily.

Pretending to open the folder, he glanced at her expression, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

But I saw that her hands were on her hips, and her hair was about to stand on end.

"You listen to my explanation..."Yuan Zeyu whispered.

"Explain what a fart! Are you the boss or am I the boss?! ”

You know I'm the boss, huh? He quietly retorted in his heart, but he smiled honestly with a "sincere" smile on his face.

From the heart, from the heart...

Boom!

Wen Ya propped her hands on the desk.

There was a lot of stuff that couldn't be completely wrapped in a formal suit that shook before his eyes.

Secretly swallowed.

"How many times have I told you that our detective agency must not participate in the matter of Team Rocket, why don't you listen to it?!"

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