"I have bad news." Su Aya gets straight to the point.

The two sisters in Yingju had swollen eyes, as if they hadn't slept a peaceful sleep for a long time, put away their guns, pulled Su Aya into the house, and began to ask questions.

"Where did the boss go?"

"Why hasn't there been news for so long?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"And the ...... that the letter eagle said"

The white crow pulled open a rolled-up note, which was the last words that George Moritty sent back with the letter eagle that day.

Huang Li's voice trembled, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes. Let Ailin play as a boss."

Su Aya pulled the door to the door, and according to the nervousness of the Shuangshu Cup Bow Snake Shadow, she asked, "Which one do you want me to answer first?" ”

“BOSS......”

“BOSS.”

Su Aya was unhurried and took out the gold tooth from her pocket. The first and last letters of G and I confirm the teacher's death.

Originally, Su Aya thought that her sister's emotions would be more fragile, but what she didn't expect was that the two sisters in Yingju were very calm. The little yellow orioles swallowed their tears and clenched their fists, except for the bad face that they had not been able to close their eyes for a few days and nights, as if they had been prepared.

What Su Aya realized was that she was no longer a passerby, perhaps this was just a drop in the ocean of history in the game flow of "Senluo Wanxiang", just like the distortion and vanity and unrealistic wonderful feelings that she felt when she heard the 30,000-year long journey described by Nia Lilith.

But now, she felt that she needed to take this "nightmare" level promotion script seriously.

She straightens her antlers hat and sees the matter from the perspective of a hood leader.

"Tell me, how much money does our company still have?"

The white crow sat precariously, as if it had found the feeling of the backbone.

"There are forty thousand pounds of money for the activities in hand, and by the time the news of the deaths of Stanley and Earl William broke, the royal family had stopped providing funds. We're running out of money."

As Su Aya expected, as a commercial company's leather bag insurance company, the income of the hood is almost zero, and you can't make much money by slaying demons and demons, you can't ask a farmer who lets the undead harass you give you a few coppers, the source of funds for the hood relies on the Holy See and the royal family, and their main business is to shout the holy name and promote religious authority more than hunting demons.

Su Aya: "What about the military industry?" ”

"Most of the hunters' guns and ammunition are privately ordered, and they have to be purchased from professional manufacturers, and the channels have nothing to do with the British army, this is no problem, as long as we have money, we still have combat effectiveness." There was a flame of hope in the crow's eyes.

Su Aya: "Call the people of the Presbyterian Church, we have a meeting. Just tonight, I've got to go to Baker Street, and in the evening you'll have news to inform me by letter eagle."

Su Aya then threw the money given by the Dragon Witch in front of the two sisters. He commanded, "Sell them." Buy me 800 pounds of tobacco leaves. How many more do we have for the rest of the armament? ”

"Tobacco?" The white crow didn't understand what Su Aya meant, but ...... This new boss doesn't look like he's joking." With the addition of the old hunters of the Presbyterian Church, there are now only about three hundred hoods, most of whom are scattered around the country on missions, and they don't know that the royal family has abandoned us. ”

Su Aya said in a shocking voice: "This is knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger!" Our boss wants us to be obedient. Little white rook, do you understand? We are the seedbed of the blood clan, it is a pity to kill it, it is useless to leave it, and Mr. Moritty, as a hunting dog, actually dares to bite the owner back, so it will naturally cut off the financial source. At this time, if you take soft...... Showing favor to a certain finance official may be able to reconcile. But ......"

Su Aya waved her hand and clenched it into a fist.

"The boss doesn't allow it!"

"The boss doesn't agree!"

"The boss is going to get you up from the womb."

"From a howling dog to be fed, to a wolf who chooses people to eat."

"Boss ......" The white crow and the yellow bird looked at Su Aya's eyes and became shining, as if this foreign traveler had amazing persuasiveness in his words and deeds.

The white crow wanted to know more about the sidelines: "What are you going to do?" BOSS...... The Council of Elders is mostly old hunters who have used the blood of disrepute, and they are biased towards vampires. What are you going to convince them? ”

Su Aya: "I'm going to sell books."

"Sell... Book? The white crow seemed to hear something incredible, "Selling books? ”

Obviously, the idea of the new boss is a bit unreliable, if you sell books, you can support the daily expenses and gun maintenance of more than 300 people up and down the hood. In the heart of the crow is a fantasy.

Su Aya: "That's right! Do you have cash on hand? ”

The white crow was suspicious.

"There's... Eight thousand pounds."

Su Ayamei said, "Just this afternoon, I'm going to buy a property in Nanhai City, Portsmouth. It will bring huge profits to the hood! ”

The white crow suspected that Su Aya wanted to run away with the money, so he simply ordered his sister to gather the hunters of the Elders' Council, and he was watching the money as a housekeeper, not wanting this "new boss" to take advantage of it.

"Do I look like the kind of person who swaggers?" Su Aya's face was full of innocence, and she walked down Baker Street Avenue with a white crow.

The crow didn't speak, and it seemed to write in his eyes. yes, yes."

Five hours later, the white crow followed Su Aya off the train as if he were watching a prisoner. Came to Portsmouth South Sea City.

It is the second most populous city in the UK, the first being London.

The key person Su Aya was looking for on this trip was living in Nanhai City in December 1887, his name was Conan Doyle, and he was also the author of "A Study in Scarlet Letters" and the creator of Detective Sherlock.

Su Aya came here to buy the distribution rights of Conan Doyle's second book, "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes".

Although "A Study in Scarlet Letters" has settled in Beaton's Christmas Yearbook, the Walter behind the publishing house? Locke's company is unknown, and its London headquarters is only worth a thirty-year-old bookseller. With the financial resources of the hood, it can be easily accepted. also spent the remaining funds,

Su Aya found the in-game Mr. Conan Doyle in a private clinic, and after a brief hello, she bought a studio for him for 1,800 pounds.

The other party was also happy to sell the distribution rights of "Four Signatures" and "Adventure History" in the remaining writing plan to Su Aya. Charge five percent of the royalty price.

This is almost the first half of the best-selling Sherlock Holmes collection.

Speaking of which, the process is also extremely simple, if you want to negotiate with Su Aya, a brazen and budget-conscious guy, the twenty-six-year-old Conan Doyle still belongs to the state of being a good doctor and writing only for entrepreneurial dreams, if anyone is willing to pay for his words, it is even better.

After only two hours of negotiation, the mysterious lady put on her antler hat, left a simple signature from Ailin, knocked down the contract, and hurriedly left Conan's clinic.

As a result, the other party's aggressiveness, vulgar conversation without losing grace, humor with some cold and wonderful character, made this Erin an important character in Mr. Conan's pen in the future.

On the return train.

The crow looked at the steam wafting out the window and asked, "Boss, why are we doing this?" After spending so much money, we're going to go hungry if we continue like this."

Su Aya raised her eyebrows and replied with a question: "Little white crow, what do you think?"

"I almost thought you were the mistress of that guy and did it to transfer the hood property to his name."

"Then why do you still believe me?" Su Aya stared at the white crow's eyes, staring at the little girl's face flushed, as if she didn't dare to look at her, as if Su Ayan's eyes could talk and eat people.

The white crow resigned: "You...... You're a lot like a teacher...... The teacher never explained so much to us when he did things, because he could always make the right judgment on the line between life and death."

Su Aya cocked her index finger and gently clasped the table with her other hand.

"That's right."