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Danton—This is indeed Danton's nickname, and it is best known as he is on Parry Street, in Bablore, and in the wider area. How famous is this title? But anyone who knows or knows him, as long as he sees people with incomplete teeth in his mouth or born with too large teeth, will think of him and this fat man. Because first of all, he is a character who will often come into contact with a lot of interesting people, and secondly, he is not a guy who doesn't like to laugh. And as soon as he smiled, people would be able to see the wide, iconic gap between the two teeth in his mouth, and then they would remember his nickname, and then they would silently add to their hearts - "really fucking appropriate".

But on the other hand, compared to the name "Tooth", another name of his, another name that was acquired a long, long time ago, another nickname, is rarely mentioned anymore. Everyone, including Danton himself, seems to have forgotten that name, the one that had followed him for a long, long time. People no longer remember, or care about, who the man who controls the most, inconspicuous, and pitiful hateful group of people in the underworld, who used to be, what he did, and what he did. They only know his current identity, and they only know that he is the Dandong of "open teeth", because they don't need him to become something they are not familiar with, strange, unwanted, other Dandong.

Luckily, Danton himself thought so – he had hoped that things could really be that simple.

Ed and Old Duroc asked him what they wanted to know. Completely contrary to old Duroc's expectations, the leader of the nomads did not hesitate for too long, did not pull too much skin with the two of them, and was like a big boar that had just escaped from the mouth of a tiger, and waved his hand to tell them all he had learned after a little reasonable persuasion.

Little Git had indeed come to him before he vanished, and all he asked for was about his disappearance. He told Ed and Duroc Sr., the two "agents"—to be honest, the first time he'd ever encountered such a thing as being approached by a detective and a police detective at the same time—and he told them that he had owed little Jrit a favor in a previous business, and it was a big favor, and he promised that if little Jrit was in trouble and needed help in the future, he would unconditionally help him once. And little Git came to him to ask for him to return that favor.

This is his debt, he can't hide, and he doesn't plan to hide, not to mention that the favor that Little Git asked him to help is actually not a difficult thing for him. Jrit's request was simple, he asked him to find him a place where he would "never be found by anyone in a short time", saying that he would not be able to show his head in Bablore for at least a month or two, and that no one would find him.

Danton tells Ed and Duroc that Jr. didn't tell him what he had done, and he hadn't heard anything about him, but he didn't ask much - taking care of your eyes, ears, and mouth has always been the most basic rule of the underworld, and the longer you live, the more you will understand the importance of these rules - he uses his men and resources, and soon finds a hidden shelter for Jitter that only the homeless community knows and is familiar with, and then arranges for him.

Then, as little Git said, within a few days of his hiding, people began to secretly inquire about his whereabouts in the underground world of Bablore. And what really alarmed Danton was that he had tried to find out who the identities of these people looking for Jitter were, but in the end he found nothing. The other party is like a ghost, and he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was also at that time that Danton really felt that little Jit was really involved in something terrible this time.

After listening to Danton's story, Old Duroc and Ed glanced at each other, and they both saw that the other party had something to say. Danton's words answered some of the questions in their minds, but they immediately provoked some new ones.

"Why did you tell us this so easily?" Old Duroc looked at Danton suspiciously and sternly, "I thought you were right to side with little Jitter and want to protect him, or did I understand the meaning wrong?" ”

"Believe it or not, my dear Detective Duroc, but it seems to me that I'm really smart about it." Danton grinned, revealing his trademark grin, like a three-hundred-ton child, "I mean, of course I want to help little Git, I owe this brother a favor, and I have to pay him back...... But I don't want to get myself and Parry Street into trouble that we can't afford to mess with. More importantly, it seems to me that with the current situation, it is only a matter of time before he is forced out of the shadows, and it is only a matter of time. Sooner or later, faster or slower, he would be found by somebody, either through me, through Parry Street, or by some other method that I didn't know or could imagine. And in that case, I'd rather be the first person to find him than Detective Duroc you, and not some worse guy. I think I'm doing it, and based on the current situation, it's probably the best thing for little Geet. ”

“……”

Old Duroc took a breath, his chest bulging, and then turned his head to look at Ed. This made him discover something he hadn't noticed just now, and after blinking his eyes, he turned back to Dandong with a sleepless face.

"The best thing really is what you say, Danton." The old detective said to the Nomad King in a calm, deep voice with a hint of condescending warning, and as he spoke, he took Ed's arm, "The person we are looking for had better be in the place you said it was, or I promise you that we will come back to you again." And then the scene may not be as good as it is now. ”

Gapy Tooth smiled, and smiled and showed Gapy Tooth. "I don't think so, dear Duroc Detective." "I don't think you're going to come back—at least not because of this." ”

Old Duroc doesn't care about this fat man anymore. He dragged Eddard and turned back, tilting his head closer to Ed after taking two steps away from Danton and his men behind him to make sure they wouldn't be heard. Ed subconsciously avoided in the opposite direction - any normal man would have this unnatural reaction when the same sex makes such intimate gestures to himself, especially if the same person and you are not too familiar with each other.

Old Duroc scoffed at Ed's reaction, and was quite disdainful that he was still paying attention to these useless things at this time.

"Tell me what you came up with."

"Huh?"

"Don't be sloppy with me. I know you have the same questions in your heart as I did after listening to that guy, but what you think of is not at all what I thought, and the questions I asked and Danton's answers didn't help you at all. What exactly did you think of? ”

"It's useless." Ed shook his head, "It's useless to tell you, no one can answer this question now." ”

"Don't be too categorical - and I feel obligated to share with me all the progress on this matter."

"I don't have that obligation. Don't forget that I didn't invite you, you volunteered to help me. ”

"Are we really going to talk about who's playing for whom?"

"Whatever you want to explain it."

"Alright—tell me about it, my ears are open."

"I think you should make sure that at least take an iron rod and stab it."

"I'll have lunch."

"You think I'll be able to handle it so easily?" Ed stopped, turned to face Old Duroc, and licked his lips in thought, "...... Plus dinner. ”

"Deal."

"You idiot."

Ed showed the same look as his father-in-law looked at his stupid son-in-law, glanced at the old detective with drooping eyelids, shook his head and sighed. Then he raised a hand before the old detective shot him in the head.

"Don't you really think of it?" He said to the elder Duroc in a tone that was indeed a little incomprehensible, and looked into the old detective's eyes with a twisted brow, "We may have imagined what we are doing now too simple. ”

"What do you mean?"

"When did the civil strife in the underworld of Bablair begin?"

"A month ago."

"When did little Git disappear?"

"A month ......," the elder Duroc raised an eyebrow.

"That's right," Ed pushed his glasses, "Little Jit approached Danton a month ago and told him to hide himself, and that was just after he met Adele. So the situation now is - after looking for Adele, Little Jit immediately found Danton, and then disappeared, and then the underground world of Barblair began to be turbulent, and then someone started looking for Little Git. It was also after that, after Adele met little Jit, that she never went to Mrs. Bing again, and she was not heard from for a month - is it a coincidence? ”

"Nope." Old Duroc shook his head with a calm face, "Our world...... There is no such thing as a 'coincidence'. ”

"I'm afraid I'm underestimating that girl, she's definitely not the same as I imagined, just an ordinary bad girl who 'plays a little crazy'."

"Who the hell is she?"

"I can only hope that little Git knows." Ed said, patting old Duroc on the shoulder, "Let's go, the sooner we find that guy, the better—I'm afraid I'll change later." ”

……

Meanwhile, in the deepest part of the cavern, shortly after Ed and Duroc Sr. left, Danton, seated on the throne, looked at the bright glow of his underground palace and waved all his men back. Then, when he was alone, he took out his mobile phone from his bosom, dialed a certain number, and put it to his ear.

A few seconds later, a polite voice came from the other half of the phone, a trip peculiar to an elderly man. Danton grinned, revealing his trademark grin.

"Greetings," he whispered, "Mr. Karl." ”