Does this mean that Mr. Issinger Stanton often mentions me as a friend, or does the Church of God of Knowledge and Wisdom know that I was involved in the Great Smog of Beckland? Klein smiled and nodded quietly:

"Yes, I'm Sherlock Moriarty. ”

The gray-eyed young man immediately stepped out of the way, smiling warmly and making a gesture of please:

"Mr. Stanton has been worried about you, afraid that something has happened to you, and he can rest assured now. ”

Klein handed the umbrella to the other party, took off his hat and coat, and walked into the foyer, by this time, Eisinger Stanton, who was aware of it, had put down the newspaper and pipe in his hand, left the easy chair, walked a few steps, and looked over.

"Oh, Sherlock, you're finally back, long time no see, my friend. The thin-faced, gray-sided, Eisinger greeted him with a smile and opened his arms to try to give a greeting hug.

Klein was not accustomed to this kind of male etiquette, and reluctantly responded, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Stanton, this is not what a wise believer should do. ”

The priests and bishops of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" always have a sense of pride from the bottom of their hearts and rarely use hugging.

In fact, except for the rugged Fersak Empire and the open Kingdom of Intis, this kind of etiquette is rarely seen in other countries and regions, and only appears among very familiar friends.

Issinger took two steps back and chuckled:

"No, Sherlock, we have always been unsparing in respect and affection to truly wise friends.

"In my heart, you are the top five detective in the whole of Beckland. ”

I like to hear that!" Klein chuckled and asked humorously:

"So you're in the top three?"

It is indeed a joy to be praised as truly wise by a believer in the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" in Sequence 7.

"I hope that's what you have in mind. Esinger replied subtly and softly, and then invited Klein into the living room and sat down on the couch.

He himself leaned back in his easy chair, picked up his pipe, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly:

"I'm glad you didn't have any accidents, you're in good physical and mental shape.

"How's it going, are you still having a good time at Desey Bay?"

Klein had already prepared his speech, and said with a calm smile:

"Actually, I didn't go to Desey Bay, I went to Conston after a circle there, hehe, I got into some trouble in Beckland before and had to find a place to hide for a while. ”

Sherlock Moriarty is a gentleman from Makai County with a less obvious accent, and it is only natural for him to get into trouble and hide back in his hometown, which is the capital of Makai County.

"I know. Issinger replied in a low voice.

He didn't ask Sherlock what trouble he was in, but laughed instead:

"Anyway, welcome back to Beckland, and if you need any help, you can come to me. ”

Klein was not polite, and immediately spoke:

"I'm here to visit you this time, firstly, I haven't seen you for a long time, and secondly, I hope you can sell the shares of Beckland Bicycle Company on my behalf, hehe, all the documents are complete, and there is no need for other formalities. ”

In order to play the role of a mysterious rich man and repay the 10,000 gold coins owed to Miss Courier, he not only plans to clean up and sell his items that he doesn't use much, but also intends to give up the 10% stake in the Beckland Bicycle Company, which Sherlock Moriarty will not be able to show up for a long time.

"Do you really want to sell it?" said Issinger, fumbling with his pipe, "Although I have not been a businessman, I can see that bicycles are a very valuable commodity that can be promoted in large quantities, and its business prospects are like the rising sun, far from reaching their own extreme, and if you sell them now, you will lose a lot of money." ”

"So, buyers are definitely willing to pay a much, much premium for that expectation. Klein chuckled, "I'm sure there are not a few people who can see the value and prospects of the bike, and Frankie and Raypard are certainly not willing to reduce any of their shares at this stage, and it is not a problem for me to sell this 10% to two or three times the normal one, Isenger, the pricing of equity transactions must not only look at the present, but also look at the future." ”

It is very necessary to tell a tantalizing story to the buyer or investor and draw a bright future! Of course, the value and prospects of the bicycle do not need to be described by me, and anyone with business acumen can see that the only problem is the production of natural rubber...... Klein silently added two sentences in his heart.

"The pricing of equity transactions depends not only on the present, but also on the ......future," Issinger repeated Klein's words in a low voice, and after a while, he exclaimed sincerely, "Sherlock, maybe you should go into business, but there are always many surprises in the future." ”

"Taking risks is chivalry in business, well, I'll admit, I've been in dire need of big cash lately. Klein responded with a smile.

Isenger picked up his pipe, took a satisfied puff and said:

"You convinced me.

"I will ask a lawyer and an accountant to determine the current value of the Bakerland Bicycle Company, and then add enough expectation to sell your 10% of the shares, and the corresponding fees and taxes will be deducted from the cash received.

"Hmm...... How do I contact you? Your lease on that house on Minsk Street seems to have expired a long time ago. ”

Klein, of course, will not reveal his current identity, and said preparedly:

"You can publish the news of the transfer of shares in newspapers such as "Tassock" and "Beckland Daily" respectively, so that more people know that there is competition to have better bargaining space, and when it is sold, you can also publish an announcement that the matter is done and you don't need to bother anymore.

"And when I see this announcement, I will come to visit you directly. ”

Isinger was no stranger to the use of newspaper advertisements to communicate in the air, and nodded:

"No problem, of course, all the expenses will be deducted from the final harvest. ”

Seeing that the main purpose had been achieved, Crane stood up and reached out with his hand:

"Thank you for your help, Isenger.

"It's time for me to leave, and I'll talk about some things later. ”

Isinger didn't hold him back, and sent him all the way out of the door.

Klein made a detour to the neighborhood, took a horse-drawn taxi ride, and enjoyed the night view of Beckland in the sparse drizzle while heading to the "Brave Bar."

He's going to reopen Sherlock Moriarty's access to news and resources tonight!

Entering the noisy and chaotic bar, he did not go to the bar to order a drink, but just circled around the boxing ring, and prepared to leave, and went outside to wait for Miss Sharon to appear in the carriage.

At this time, the door of the billiard room creaked open, and Ian, dressed in an old coat, walked out with a newspaper.

His bright red eyes swept casually, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure, his mouth opened, but he didn't spit out the other party's name, but said in surprise:

"Good evening, sir, is there anything you can help with?"

"Not at the moment, just come and meet old friends. Klein smiled kindly.

As he spoke, he saw that the newspaper Ian was holding was "Sea News", and the content exposed had a rather eye-catching headline:

"Shocked! The mad adventurer has become a wanted man!"

Crazy Adventurer...... Klein intuitively thought it was about himself.

Ian sensed his gaze, smiled and held up the newspaper:

"This is one of the few timely reports from Sea News, as there are bounty orders everywhere.

"Mad adventurer Gelman Sparrow plotted an event against the 'City of Generosity' and was proven to be a member of an evil organization. Thanks to the protection of the Church of the Storm and the Kingdom military, there were no casualties in Byam, but the 'Blood General' Seigno, who was involved in the incident, disappeared and was initially suspected to have been killed by Gelman Sparrow.

"Guess what the bounty they offered for Gelman Sparrow?

"£50,000!

"This surpasses the 'Blood Admiral' and is close to the Hell Admiral!"

£50,000...... Klein listened with a pounding heartbeat.

He smoothed the ripples in his heart and responded with a smile:

"Unfortunately, very few people receive such bounties. ”

He pointed to the bar door and said:

"I'll come back to you when I have time. ”

"Okay. Ian didn't ask more, instead asked, "Mr. White of Harvest Church is your friend?"

Emlyn is this guy going out for the sake of those Primordial Moon believers? Crane nodded and said:

"Yes. ”

With that, he squeezed his way out of the crowd, pushed the door open and left the "Brave Bar".

Getting into a cab, Crane looked out the window and waited for Miss Sharon to appear.

Of course, he couldn't guarantee that the other party was still here, and after months, the lady and Marić might have changed their usual locations.

Silently, Klein's inspiration suddenly struck, and he looked sideways at the window, only to see a young woman wearing a small black soft hat and a Gothic court dress clearly reflected on the glass that could reflect the scene by the night.

Turning around, Klein saw Miss Sharon sitting across from him, pale blond hair, blue eyes, and a pale complexion that was no different from before.

"Good evening. Klein, who doesn't need to play Gelman Sparrow, took the initiative to beckon.

Sharon got up slightly, lifted the hem of her skirt, and returned the salute.

Thinking that the other party might have read the "Sea News", he couldn't find a topic to greet for a while, he cleared his throat and said directly:

"I killed Seigno. ”

"Hmm. Sharon nodded slightly, signaling that she knew.

Klein smiled and continued:

"If Marić still needs a copy of the extraordinary trait of the Wraith, he can wait and raise the funds, and when I find a replacement, I'll sell Señol to him. ”

Without asking what "substitution" meant, Sharon simply responded:

"After seeing that news, he was waiting for you to come back. ”

"Good. Klein chuckled, reached for his collar, and pulled out a silver necklace, "Seignor's lucky item, you should know about it, right?"

Sharon let out an "um" and waited for Klein to continue.

"One of the 'biotoxin bottles', I'm going to sell, are you, or your circle interested?" Klein asked.