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"Greetings, Mr. Carr."

"Mr. Danton?"

No matter when, no matter where, whether it is thousands of miles away, or close at hand, a true gentleman will always abide by the demeanor and etiquette that he has imprinted in his bones, and will not make any deviation from the standard under the pretext of any reason, just like a large silver pocket watch that has been circulating for hundreds of years, even if the once glamorous beauty on the surface is still blackened by the years, the da- In the midst of friendliness, there was a little silence that did not waver for anyone or anything, and the stern voice immediately pressed Dandong to his knees in the air.

Of course, the "King" didn't really kneel, but the funny thing was that he felt that he might not be as tall as he knelt. He was glad he was just talking on the phone with that guy and not talking to him in person, otherwise he felt like he was going to be a mouse on the ground - a fat mouse.

After coughing dryly twice and clearing his throat, Dandong tried his best to calm his mood, took a deep breath, and returned to his usual state.

"Mr. Carr," he said, not feeling like himself in his polite self, "remember the news you had earlier made on behalf of the Donfrey family to all of our secret partners and supporters—you had us pay special attention to Detective Duroc and a man with him in a black stand-up collar jacket and glasses, who was a detective. ”

“…… Of course, Mr. Danton. ”

In just a few words Danton was saying now, Carl had actually guessed what he was trying to tell himself. However, he completely calmed down, controlled himself, and did not let the other party hear the slightest change in his heart.

Don't rush, don't rush – take your time, follow the rules, and follow the process. Haste makes waste.

Sure enough, Danton's brows furrowed at Carl's performance, and he snorted without making a sound. "They've just come looking for me, Mr. Carr." He said quietly, "I just came, I just left." ”

"Great, Mr. Danton, the Donfrie family will remember your kind help and will soon send a thank you. I think you will be very satisfied. After a nutritious diplomatic cliché, Carl drifted and turned to the end of the most sleepy part, stabbing to the point, "Can you tell me more about the situation - what did they say and why did they go to you?" ”

"They're looking for little Geet."

"Little Git?"

For the first time, there was surprise in the old gentleman's voice, an emotion that a person can only have when something happened that he had not expected at all. Danton immediately narrowed his eyes on this side.

"Little Gitter, the 'golden screwdriver,'" he said, as if to explain, "is a broker in the intelligence business, who is quite famous in this underground world, and has been active for many years. ”

"I know who little Git is, Mr. Danton." Carl returned to normal, and once again it was hard to hear what he was thinking, "Excuse me, do you know why they're looking for this little jitter, sir?" ”

"I don't know. They didn't say anything useful to me. They just said they had something to do with him, but they didn't say what it was. ”

"Okay, thank you for your timely contact, Mr. Danton." Karl was polite, full of mellow softness, and then suddenly the conversation changed, "Now let's focus on Mr. Jitter for a moment—can you tell us more about this intelligence merchant, Mr. Danton?" What the hell is going on with him. ”

If Karl had been in front of Danton, he would have noticed that the fat king's brow was furrowed at this time.

"I'll be happy to explain it to you, Mr. Carr." Danton said in a deep voice, "Little Git and I have dealt with each other a long time ago, he is a loner, but well-connected and a little eccentric, no more than thirty years old, but he is extremely scheming, and can even be described as cunning and cunning. I owe him a favor in one incident and promised to help him once in the future. Then a month ago, he came to me and asked me to help him find a place to hide, a place where no one could find him. He was going to disappear for a while, as if to hide from something, but he didn't say why. ”

"Wait a minute, Mr. Danton—you mean, he found you a month ago and asked you to help him find a place to hide?"

"That's right." Danton nodded, regardless of whether Carl could see it or not, "And after that, someone in the underworld began to secretly investigate the whereabouts of little Geet. I tried to counter-investigate the identities of these people, but without success. ”

“…… Good. ”

"What?"

"You're doing a great job, Mr. Danton—very good!" Carl's voice was so excited this time that he almost burst out laughing. But immediately he changed his tone again—Danton didn't even feel the abruptness—and became stern again, "Mr. Danton, you said that they came to you to ask about little Git's whereabouts, did you tell them?" ”

"I told you." Danton's eyes were half-closed, "But of course the address is fake—because I know you're going to want to do something to them." ”

"It's you, Mr. Danton, I really don't know how to thank you." With a hint of genuine admiration in his tone, Carl sighed and then shifted his words, "So, where is little Git's real place now?" ”

“…… What the? Danton was slightly stunned for the first time, as if he didn't expect Carl to suddenly ask about this.

"I think I probably didn't make it clear just now, and that was really a mistake that shouldn't have been...... So I'll repeat my question again, and I'll be slower this time. Carl's tone lost his human emotion at this moment, and became machine-like without any ups and downs, "I asked, where is little Jitter really now—do you hear me?" ”

“……”

Saying the most unkind words in the most polite voice, Danton's lips pursed, and only a slit of eyes was left to look ahead, and he took a deep breath with his chest heaving. Then he smiled.

"Of course, Mr. Karl, I hear you clearly...... Very, very clear. ”

"Very well, Mr. Danton." I didn't know if Carl was satisfied or dissatisfied, or whether he cared about Danton in the slightest, but he quickly finished his last line here, "Send us the information you told Detective Duroc and the location of that detective, as well as the real location of Jritt now, and then your mission is completely complete." Have a nice day. ”

With that, Carl hung up the phone unilaterally.

……

"I don't think Danton would give you too much of this conversation with him, uncle. I think he should feel like he's not really respected. ”

"It doesn't matter, Jaime. It's really unwise to be too friendly to those down there, especially those like Danton, and you have to make sure they know who the real boss is. Greed cannot be raised, and the more you feed, the hungrier you get. Not to mention...... Now that we have made new progress and made new unexpected breakthroughs, we don't have any leisure to play with him anymore for the time being. ”

“……”

Jaime eats the grapes. Eating grapes in winter is not a very outrageous thing in the age of Earth, but in the Star Age, it is not at all strange that cities can exist directly in outer space without relying on planets and with environmental simulation systems.

He reclined in his chair, sending the little pearly black balls into his mouth one by one, and watched his uncle walk back and forth on the floor of the living room in front of him—the kind of walk from one end to the other, and then from one end to the other, and as he walked, he lowered his head and muttered something to himself in a voice that only he could hear, and of course sometimes changed the state of bowing his head to the state of raising his head, but the only thing remained the same. The only thing that doesn't stop is his mouth.

Jaime rarely saw his uncle like this. This is not a gentleman at all, and Uncle Carl rarely has a time when he is not a gentleman, even in the absence of outsiders, even in his presence.

"I don't understand," he said, shrugging his shoulders, "what new developments do we have other than knowing where Duroc and that detective will be next now?" ”

Carl turned his head sharply and glared at Jaime as he finished speaking, pursing Jaime's mouth in fright.

"The cosmic star is on top—are you going to tell me you didn't think of anything, Jaime?"

"What comes to mind?"

"Little Jit!" Carl clenched his hands into fists in front of him, "Don't you realize how important this message is to the family?" ”

"How important can an intelligence dealer be?"

“…… Good. Carl walked over and sat down in another chair next to Jaime, separated from him by a small coffee table. He turned sideways and approached Jaime, "I ask you, when did our family and the Dark Paradise start fighting?" ”

"A month ago."

"When did little jit disappear?"

"A month ago." Jaime finished speaking, and was about to say something more, when Karl raised his hand to interrupt him.

"That detective named Eddard, what did he do in Barblair?"

"Look for 'that woman.'"

"And why did he find 'that woman' when he searched for it?"

“……”

"There are no coincidences in our world, Jaime." Carl looked at his nephew without blinking, "It's just time, and it's possible that it's as you think...... But add in the detective's case, and the nature is completely different. Little Jit - He's in a relationship with 'that woman'! ”

……

At the same time, the other side. After ending the call, Danton also put down the phone in his hand, but then his body froze on his throne.