As the minutes ticked by, Sean continued to observe for a while, confirming that there would be no valuable evidence here, then quietly left, then took off his hat and walked out of the street.

"There's no way to find it this way, why don't you go find that Conan Dawn? Maybe he really has what I want? ”

Standing on the side of the street and looking at the numb crowd passing by, Sean pondered for a moment and resolutely walked in one direction.

Although he only glanced at the business card, he remembered it clearly, the address on it was No. 36 Heitie Street, and he had the impression that it was not far from the Detective Exchange Association.

Soon, he found a place, and stood in a corner and waited silently, in order to avoid attracting the attention of those who cared, he also deliberately bought a cigarette roll, and then lowered the brim of his hat and smoked silently.

"Ahem!"

In his previous life, he hadn't smoked much, so when he suddenly smoked this very energetic cigarette, he almost choked on tears and wanted to flow out.

However, smoking is not difficult, and after a few attempts, he slowly found a little trick and became less uncomfortable than at the beginning.

"Well, you must not let my aunt know about smoking, otherwise she will definitely go crazy."

Sean was spitting out smoke rings, while thinking about his aunt's appearance when she was angry, and couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile.

At this time, a swaying familiar figure came in the distance, Sean's body shook slightly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, and hid.

Of course, he was going to talk to the other party about the transaction, but to be on the safe side, he was still going to observe it first.

It was Conan Daun, but he apparently didn't notice Sean, and began to fumble in his pockets before and after he staggered to his door.

"Hey, where's the key? Where do I put my keys? ”

"Damn! Could it be that some bastard took my key? ”

Conan Dawn cursed to himself, and was about to sit down on the ground to rest for a while, when suddenly a homeless man rushed over, and then skillfully reached into his pocket, took out a handful of copper coins and ran away without a trace.

Sean was very surprised, and when he thought that Conan Dawn would be angry and scolded, Conan Dawn sat on the ground and leaned against the door of the house and muttered: "Labor you bastard, if you need money, just say it, I don't give it to you, every time I rob it like this, really, what if my clothes are torn?" ”

Sean looked at the other party in amazement, pondered for a while, he came out of the corner, came to Conan Dawn, and threw the business card in front of the other party: "This is your thing, you forgot." ”

When Conan Dawn heard the voice, he raised his head, and when he saw that it was Sean, he immediately grinned, "I knew you would come to me!" ”

Sean pursed his lips and crouched down to reach into his pocket.

"What? Do you want money too? Let's be honest, anyway, the money in my pocket has been robbed by labor. ”

Sean rummaged through his other pockets as he muttered, "Who's the laborer?" ”

Conan Dawn rolled his eyes and muttered, "You didn't see it, it's just a bum, oh no, it's a stupid bum, obviously I'll give it to him as long as he speaks, but he just doesn't speak, every time he comes, he grabs and runs, for this reason, I have to trouble putting some copper coins in my pocket every time, otherwise this guy will starve to death in those stinky garbage cans one day." ”

Sean was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out a key from the gap in the other party's pocket.

"Found it!"

Sean held the key and shook it in front of the other party's eyes.

Conan Dawn was stunned and muttered, "Damn, which bastard tore my pocket?" Wei Ya? Jiaqi? Or Hallie? ”

What the heck? The corners of Sean's mouth twitched, shook his head, and directly opened the door with the key, and then pulled the other party and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, a smell of decay and stench hit his face, and Sean almost vomited on the spot.

It took him a long time before he held his breath and looked at the room in front of him with an ugly face.

At first glance, it looks like a small two-bedroom apartment, with a bathroom and a kitchen, but the problem is that the whole house is as if no one has cleaned it up for months, littered with garbage and clothes, and the smell of rot and stench comes from the kitchen.

Conan Dawn tilted his body to break free of Sean's hand, fell on the couch, and then didn't know what came to mind, pointed to the messy meal sermon on the dining table and said, "The thing is down there, see for yourself." ”

Sean was shocked and glanced at the other party puzzled, but still walked over silently and lifted the tablecloth with two fingers.

A worn-out newspaper came into view, Sean was stunned at first, then reacted, and removed the newspaper to find a few pieces of parchment underneath.

"This is!?"

Sean's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly picked up the parchment and looked at it, and after a while, he was pleasantly surprised: "This is the secret contract attachment between the Angel Gang and the Deep Sea Chamber of Commerce?" ”

Conan Dawn, who was half-lying on the sofa, burped and said in a daze: "I, I can't do it, you, take your things, take ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Conan Dawn fell asleep on the couch completely.

Sean was stunned for a moment, then shook his head speechlessly, put away the attachment of the contract and put it in the holy urn, and then, he looked at the sleeping Conan Dwayne, sighed, and took out the few gold and silver coins left on his body, and even the copper coins and put them on the table.

"Mr. Conan, I didn't bring that much money today, these should be taken as deposits, and I will come back to you after a while."

Sean hurriedly found a pen and wrote a note on the table and left his signature, no longer lingering, directly pushed the door and left, of course, when leaving, he did not forget to help Conan Dawn lock the door.

The messy room fell silent for a moment, and after a while, Conan Dawn, who had been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, then sat up as if nothing was wrong, and looked thoughtfully at the money and notes on the table.

"Interesting, it's a pretty good guy, but he really wants this contract to be reported in the newspapers?"

Conan Dawn picked up the note and looked at it, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Signed by a dragon?" I don't hide my intention to use a fake name at all! ”

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, strolled into the kitchen, then opened one of the cabinet doors, looked at the corpse covered with rotting leaves, and said to himself, "I didn't expect it to stink in a short time, and it seems that it must be dealt with as soon as possible." ”

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Some people died, but not completely......