The idea is tempting.

But there are also risks.

Mr. Marco is a wealthy man in Gentry Port and the number one spice merchant.

This man's power is even greater than that of Dubin.

What if he doesn't want to pay the bounty?

Taking a step back, even if Mr. Marco was willing to pay the bounty.

How can I explain that between the two factions of Doberman and Jason, I single-handedly recaptured two large barrels of pepper.

A junior warlock apprentice with such strength?

No one will believe it.

Alan doesn't want to expose his hole cards, so this matter doesn't make sense.

Once Mr. Marco's suspicion is aroused, it is suspected that he is secretly colluding with the thieves, and the consequences will be endless.

In the final analysis, it is still not strong enough and not strong enough.

I had to clamp my tail and be a man.

Alan sighed.

So far, the only way to find your own backer is to come forward.

……

Early the next morning.

Alan returned to school, went to the glass garden to find the principal's aunt, and took the initiative to talk about the melee in the deep cave.

In addition to the gluttonous system and the poison bloodline.

He told the cause and effect without reservation.

"I accidentally witnessed the mercenaries of bandits and profiteers, and you finally picked up a bargain?"

Ms. Sora stared at her protégé, skeptical.

Alan nodded, with a sincere expression.

"The two stolen barrels of pepper were hidden under the bed."

"I want to return things to their original owners, but I am afraid that the other party will bully me for being young and ignorant, so I will not give a bounty."

"So I came to you, hoping that you would go out and return the pepper to the trading house, and pay for the reward."

"As for the bounty, half of it will be yours."

"Teacher, do you think this is the way to go?"

After listening to him, the principal's aunt smiled at the corner of her lips.

"Alan, you're doing a good job!"

"It shows maturity and prudence far beyond his years."

"I'm very pleased."

"Teacher, would you like to help me with this?" Alan also showed a proper surprise.

"Of course you can, but it's just a gesture."

The principal's aunt sat back in her armchair with a nonchalant smile.

"As for the bounty, you don't have to give it to me, I'm not poor enough to take advantage of the students."

"How's that going to work?!"

Alan immediately raised his voice an octave, his face full of urgency.

"Teacher! If you don't take this money, I don't want to go! ”

"But ......," the principal's aunt still wanted to refuse.

Alan stole the conversation and said sincerely: "I have followed you and learned so much valuable knowledge, and I haven't paid a copper plate tuition yet!" ”

"Teacher, is this bounty my tuition?"

"You stupid boy, you have such a stubborn temper!"

The principal's aunt smiled helplessly, with a little more pampering in her eyes.

"Okay, I can't resist you, so I'll do as you say."

……

Two days later.

After school in the afternoon, Alan had just left the school gate when he was stopped by a man in a top hat.

"Hello! Is it Alan Pansers? ”

"Good afternoon," Alan said, glancing at the strange man, "do you have any advice?" ”

The other person looks to be about 30 years old and has an elegant smile.

Dressed and spoken and behaved, quite gentlemanly.

"Looks like I've found the right person."

The strange gentleman smiled slightly, took off his top hat, and revealed a brilliant silver hair.

"My name is Kant, and I'm a private investigator."

"Private detective?" Alan was stunned for a moment, "Listen to the accent, you're not a local, are you?" ”

Kant nodded in acknowledgement.

"I came to Quint Island for a vacation, and I helped a friend investigate a case."

"What case, is it related to me?"

Alan pretended to wonder.

Secretly speculated, nine times out of ten it was related to the pepper robbery.

"It's a long story to talk about." Kant put on his top hat and said unhurriedly, "There's a café across the street, I wonder if I can have the honor of having a cup of coffee for you, we can sit down and talk slowly." ”

"It's my pleasure." Alan replied politely.

The two of them sat down at the café.

Kant snapped his fingers in a dashing manner.

I called the waiter and ordered two cups of coffee.

"That's right, Mr. Allen, I have a friend who works in a shipping insurance company and asked me to investigate an insurance claim case......"

Kant sipped his coffee and said what he meant.

"I heard from a friend at the police station that Allen is an eyewitness to the case, so I want to talk to you."

"Mr. Kant, I don't know much, and I don't have anything to hide......"

Alan replied according to the argument that he had colluded with the principal's aunt in advance.

"That day, I accompanied Teacher Sola up the mountain to collect medicine, and I accidentally found a cave, and there was a faint sound of quarrel in the depths of the cave."

He recounted the causes and consequences of the merger between thieves and profiteers.

As for the role he played in it, he used the means of grafting flowers and trees to graft it onto the principal's aunt.

It's as if he himself is just a small role running errands next to the principal's aunt.

Kant listened attentively.

During this time, he interrupted his words and asked a few rather pointed questions, all of which were to the point.

If Alan hadn't been prepared, it would be hard to guarantee that he wouldn't be exposed.

The conversation lasted twenty minutes.

Kant seemed to feel that there was nothing more to ask.

Got up and smiled and held out his hand to Alan.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Allen."

"You're welcome, but I hope it helps."

After the handshake, Kant snapped his fingers and paid the bill.

Seeing him turn away, Alan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However......

Just as Kant was about to walk out of the café, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and smiled meaningfully at him.

Allen's heart was inexplicably cold, and his nerves tensed again!

"Mr. Allen, your coffee is cold."

"I warmed it up casually, I hope you don't mind."

After saying these two sentences.

Kant lifted the brim of his hat, turned and pushed the door open.

Alan sat with bated breath.

Until Kant's figure disappeared into the crowd of streets.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Submit.

The gaze falls on the coffee cup.

The rim of the cup is steaming hot.

Reach out and touch it, the wall of the cup is hot!

Kant that guy......

When exactly did the spell cast a spell to reheat the already cold coffee to the point of almost boiling?

Alan was not impressed at all!

At first glance, it's just a trivial trick.

Alan was deeply shocked!

The human body is mainly made up of water.

If Kant used this spell on the water in the human body.

For example, it makes the urine in someone's bladder boil instantly......

The result?

Alan shuddered.

Immanuel Kant is unfathomable!

If he had made a killing move, he might not even have a chance to resist.

The more Alan thought about it, the more he felt that Kant was not a simple person.

Hurry back to school and find the principal's aunt to report the news!

……

Alan ascended the stairs.

At the end of the corridor in front of you is the principal's office.

He stopped suddenly.

Through the glass windows of the office, I saw a familiar figure.

in the office.

The silver-haired gentleman sat on the couch, his legs crossed leisurely, and a thick cigar in his hand.

I was talking and laughing with the principal's aunt.