What's going on?

Yang woke up and looked at all kinds of information that popped up on his glasses, a little confused.

[Saka Family Murder: A twisted and bizarre case, a rising detective star. 】

[Exclusive reveal: A young man suspected of being the illegitimate son of Viscount Godoy, easily solves difficult murder cases. 】

[Saka Daily Character: A boy named Hui. 】

No, it's a big fart, and it can become big news for Saka in one night?

But fortunately, it's just that the star Saka is circulating, and after leaving this planet, the flow of this matter is very small.

A text message popped up:

'Boss! Is this the path you calculated? ’

Now that you've gained the basics, you can continue to solidify your image as a detective and thus establish your political profile. ‘

Later, you can enter the judicial or local security system, which is indeed a relatively fast path to promotion. ‘

Yang Luo couldn't read whether this guy was sarcastic or genuinely encouraging.

What the hell is a detective?

He just relied on the law to collect information and cheat to solve the case, and he almost leaked his mouth several times.

Compared with this kind of crepe thing, he still prefers to jump and draw a sword.

If he had thought of taking this path in the first place, why did he name himself Hui? Wouldn't it be more interesting to have more symbolic names like Cobe and Poor Holmes?

Yang Luo clicked on the projection keyboard and typed two lines of text.

Bring down the spread of this thing. ’

Your boss and I are desperate, and I will not be a so-called detective who is not worthy of the name, where is there a detective's life in these years, is high-tech all decoration? ’

Ritsu: 'Okay boss, I've actually suppressed the news to a certain extent, there are too many people in the empire, and they all like this kind of story. ‘

The corners of Yang Luo's mouth twitched slightly.

There was a deliberate slowing of footsteps outside the door, and Yang Luo cut off contact with Ritsu and waited quietly for a while.

Viscount Godoy Saka first put his ear to the door and listened carefully, making sure that Yang Luo was moving, and then knocked on the door.

"It's breakfast, Hui."

"Here comes uncle."

Yang Luo yawned, calculated the time of the last gene stabilization solution, and sent 026 an instruction to 'prepare for the next injection'.

At breakfast, Yang clearly felt that Godoy's whole person became excited, his eyes were bright, his expression was very happy, and even Lady Dairi on the side was also affected, and the whole person exuded gentle feminine charm.

"Is there anything good?" Yang Luo asked.

"Oh, nothing, no big deal," Godoy laughed, "for the first time I experienced what it's like to be noticed, the story of your solving the case last night has spread in the aristocratic circles on this planet, and everyone praises you highly, and many of my relatives contacted me for the first time this year just to ask what the hell was going on, hahaha." ”

Yang Luo frowned and said, "Is this worth being very happy about?" ”

"It's a bit poignant, but," Godoy shrugged, "it's pretty cool, come on!"

The two picked up the porridge bowl and touched it, then poured a big mouthful.

Mrs. Dai Li on the side couldn't help but raise her hand to support her forehead, a little blind.

After this episode, Yang Luo's knighthood deal with Viscount Godoy began to accelerate.

The first difficulty in becoming the illegitimate son of Viscount Godoy was the paternity test, which was successfully completed under Godoy's careful planning and the protection of the law.

Godoy retrieved his child's hair and secretly replaced it with Yang Luo's hair sample.

The law is to keep an eye on the institution that does the genetic comparison throughout the whole process, in case there are some unexpected situations, such as the test samples sent are not related to each other.

Fortunately, Godoy's children are all biological.

This made Yang Luo's evaluation of Mrs. Dai Li directly raise a notch, and even reversed Yang Luo's stereotype of imperial noblewomen and noble wives to a certain extent.

After getting a notarized paternity test, Godoy asked Yang Luo to wait for another half a month before taking Yang into a solemn old building.

Confront the Imperial Council of Nobles.

They have done a lot to prepare for today.

In order to cope with possible tricky interrogations, Yang Luo and Godoy kept reciting the message of an ordinary lady during this time.

It was Yang Luo's mother, Godoy's lover, and the identity information had been checked in the Imperial Citizen Network, and it was indeed a person.

In order to make their behavior more reasonable, Godoy went to great lengths to get into a small quarrel with his wife, and then he 'made up his mind' to bring his illegitimate son to be notarized, so that the bastard could be knighted and independent from his existing family.

This is a reasonable explanation for their notarization behavior.

In order to cope with the possible request for an 'interim paternity test', Godoy prepared a sum of money to buy the staff, as well as two sample boxes.

Of course, to the point of buying off staff, it means that they will be under more pressure, and the plan is already on the verge of being exposed at any time.

Yang Luo also actively adjusted his state and prepared to have a psychological and ideological game with the auditor.

But to the surprise of Yang Luo and Godoy.

The whole process was very relaxed.

There were two people in charge of the meeting, one was a relative of Godoy, and the other was an inconspicuous grandmother who had been present at the last reception.

The two chatted with Yang Luo for a while, and then the seal was deducted on the document representing the imperial title.

"What a nice lad."

"Our family will be proud of you."

Yang could only smile back with a slight embarrassment.

And that's not all.

Yang Luo's original expectation was to become a knighthood, if he could have a promotion channel, it would be better, if it was just a symbol of honor, it would be reluctantly acceptable.

But when his identity certificate was updated, Yang Luo saw the six big characters that appeared in the identity column, and his expression was a little incredible.

Baron Ready for the Empire!

He thanked the two inquisitors continuously, and all kinds of gentle and elegant sycophants slapped them over, making the olfactory system of the two old men very comfortable.

On the way back, Godoy sat in the back seat of the rented hovercar, as if he had lost half his life.

The uncle laughed twice from time to time.

Yang wondered: "There is still a reserve system for the title of nobility?" ”

"A baron is a special title, with the title of baron, but without the benefits of a baron," Godoy explained, "and it takes you a relatively large achievement, or a letter of recommendation from an earl or a higher nobleman, to be promoted to a true baron." ”

Yang wondered: "Are grades and getting a letter of recommendation a tie, or are they two necessary conditions?" ”

"Tie, just complete one of them," Godoy held out his hand to Yang Luo, "Congratulations, my bastard." ”

Yang Luo nodded calmly.

Godoy advised: "Still, our play must continue." ”

"I'll listen to your arrangement."

"You go back and stay for a few days, and then I'll find a way to get Dai Li to come forward, and it's very common to kick you out, and everyone will think it's very normal."

Godoy, apparently planning it long ago, continued:

"After that, you need to work here for a month or two before you move out, to give the impression that you can't fit in here, not that you're desperate to get out of here, which will arouse suspicion."

"We have a few more things to do together to show our father-son relationship, and the pain and helplessness of having to give up for the sake of my existing family."

Yang Luo nodded seriously.

It's kind of funny.

Ding!

Godoy took out his communication device and looked down, his expression slightly frozen.

"Oh, my dear bastard, it seems that our plans need to be more detailed."

They heard about it, and the members of my family heard about it, that you have been certified and have obtained the title of baron, and in two days the next party you have taken the initiative to invite the two of us to participate.

"Are you going? We'd better go for it. ”

Yang Luo nodded: "It's okay to go shopping, I encountered a homicide last time, and the food didn't eat well." ”

"Haha," Godoy snorted softly, "I remember their faces after you taught them a lesson, it was so funny." Don't worry, Hui, although this planet is lonely, the order is still quite good, and the chance of you encountering a homicide at the noble wine party is already very small, and it is unlikely that you will encounter it in a row. ”

So, two days later, at the banquet.

Yang Luo was putting his hands on a piece of steak.

Godoy held up his glass and talked about the recent economic situation with two middle-aged men who had no contact with him on a daily basis.

A scream suddenly came from the direction of the stage.

Godoy's glass was unsteady, and Yang Luo's fork shook as the steak fell back to the plate.

Made.

Dead again.

[The Rise of the Detective! Hui Saka won two battles in a row! 】

[The murder happened again, and the cursed Saka family. 】

[Shocked, the illegitimate son of the Saka family has solved two bizarre cases in a row! ] 】

[Attention, this man's name is Xiaohui, and he had a miserable childhood]

Yang Luo looked at the news headlines on the network terminal, and began to wonder what was going on while lamenting that the imperial press had raised a group of hunting dogs with a keen sense of smell.

Is he Conan possessed?

Or is it all arranged?

With this question, Yang Luo chatted with Xiaolu in the dead of night.

It's not the boss I arranged, and Ritsu defended it in words, "But there is an internal continuity between the second case and the first case, and it is likely that the murderer of the second case, after witnessing the death of the body of the first case, kept fantasizing about what the deceased in the second case would look like, and then began to carefully plan." It's a psychological effect. ‘

Yang Luo was a little powerless to complain for a while.

Ritsu sent two smiley face charms.

This kind of publicity has worked very well, and your popularity in Saka has been fully opened.

The detective industry is relatively rare at this stage, but literary works about detectives have always been a best-selling genre in the Empire.

'With me helping the boss gather information, the boss can take the road of a detective!'

Yang Luo: I thank you, but I still prefer to be an insecticide. ’

It's also important to get involved in imperial politics quickly, to build up your influence, and to gain the appreciation and support of the aristocracy. ‘

Yang Luo thought slightly: You mean that you can use the identity of a detective to cut into the imperial political situation? ’

Ritsu: 'Yes, I've calculated it a few times, and it's more effective than our previous plan, and it's a windfall. ‘

Yang Luo pondered carefully for a while.

He laughed dumbly and sent Ritsu the conclusion of the matter.

Don't deliberately force it, let's go ahead with our previous plan, get a knighthood in Saka, gain a foothold, and then look for opportunities to break into the Emperor Star Circle.

Understood!'

Report on the news from all sides. ’

Good boss, everything is smooth in the Falling Wind Empire.

in the mind space.

Law sent a tool clone to deliver the recent situation of his own forces for Yang Luo's typing.

He sat in front of the projection screen, slightly fascinated at Yang Luo's Viscount Manor.

What does it take to make a boss a detective?

Since the boss said that there is no need to force it, it means that the boss accepts this identity and allows her to make a fuss about this identity.

It's clear that the boss needs a partner right now, one that can add credibility to the boss and reassure others.

The thought flickered, and the figure of Deputy Sergeant Merge appeared on the projection screen.

It's the perfect fit.

What should be done to make this deputy sergeant give priority to his boss when he encounters some difficult problems? With psychological cues? Or use the Mind Impression Control Method?

Ritsu pinched her chin and groaned softly, and soon made a full set of plans.

There is no such thing as an invincible detective.

There is only a plan prepared in advance.

Two months later.

Congressman Allison is already on the verge of swearing.

He received another threatening letter a few days ago, and the person who threatened him still claimed to be the forerunner he killed.

The ghost of the other party is still gone, and there is a high probability that he is deliberately trying to mess with his mentality!

"There's still no news from the Güell Alliance?"

"No, sir."

"It's just an email, can't you find its sender address?"

"No, sir."

"Have you eaten for lunch?"

"Eat, sir."

A bunch of rubbish!

Allison cursed in a low voice, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said indifferently, "Go get busy." ”

He held the communication device in his hand and rubbed it vigorously for a few weeks, finally calming his mind a lot, and continued to browse through the weekly summary of the Imperial News he had just read.

The headlines of this week's Imperial News are still the white ghost.

The White Ghost is no longer killing insects, and has been 'reporting' corrupt officials in the Empire for the past month.

Allison couldn't figure out what the white ghost was trying to do.

This kind of large-scale public accusation is in fact a direct war against the bureaucratic class of the empire, which is simply an act of making enemies and doing nothing good.

The last few pieces of news are relatively ordinary, nothing more than the love affair of the princes and princesses, as well as the diet and daily life of the emperor, the last item on the imperial news list, which made Allison click on it and take a few looks.

[Magical young man: A detective who walked out of the Saka family.] 】

"Nowadays, science and technology are so advanced, where is there any room for detectives."

Allison shook his head, bounced the news into his hand, folded his arms and continued to think.

Where the hell is this damn white ghost hiding?

Meanwhile.

The third star in the Emperor's Star Circle, in some remote and secluded manors.

A pair of delicate and beautiful, silky-skinned palms placed the paper newspaper on the table, and the front of the newspaper was half a page with a half-page of bust photos of two men, one tall and one thin.

Aristocratic detective?

It's kind of interesting.

"Someone."