I wonder if those private detectives found two stinky muds.

This was the first sentence that flashed through Jiang Changming's mind when he opened his eyes in the morning.

Fortunately, it is now the end of July, the semi-annual audit has just passed, and the next quarterly audit will be in two months, so there is plenty of time.

As long as the two stinky slimes are retrieved, the two stolen Poké Balls are reported, and the Poké Center is asked to readjust their corresponding Poké Balls, the matter can be concealed.

(There are two facilities here. The Elf Center has special machinery and equipment that can help the elves escape from the long-lost Elf Balls)

"The elf ball must have been stolen by that boy Song Zelin, right?"

His wife next to him was still sleeping soundly. Jiang Changming's hand touched the glasses on the bedside and put them on sleepily.

A piece of paper was lifted up from under the glasses and fell to the floor.

Jiang Changming, who was not yet fully awake, did not notice. He subconsciously stepped on two slippers and walked out of the room.

"It doesn't matter whether it was stolen by Song Zelin or not. If you can't find the smelly mud in two days, go to the police and report the theft. You suspect that the former employee stole the elves. This is good." A few steps away, Jiang Changming had already thought of a countermeasure.

.

Unintentionally, he guessed correctly - the elf ball was taken away by Song Zelin, and the smelly mud has been found.

There are only a few parties involved, so Su Qian will naturally not tell him.

Another private detective, Huang Tao, who knew part of the situation, was in the hospital because the main Elf Wind Speed ​​Dog was severely injured. The commission failed again, and he was not in the mood to inform the client of the progress.

Walking into the bathroom, Jiang Changming skillfully picked up a toothbrush, squeezed out toothpaste, and received mouthwash. He unconsciously looked at the bathroom mirror in front of him.

"strangeness."

What was reflected on the mirror was not his own shadow, but a piece of A4 paper. He rubbed his eyes to cheer up and make it easier to see what was written on the paper.

"Dear Mr. Jiang Changming:

We will happily accept the more than 20 million yuan in cash you deposited in room 802. Please don't call the police, you know.

Thank you very much, Kaitou Kidd”

These words were written by Xiaolu, but the content was drafted by Su Qian. He even insisted on drawing a Q-version portrait of a smiling man wearing a top hat at the bottom of the note.

In addition, Jiang Changming lived in room 302. Su Qian never expected that the place where Jiang Changming hid his money was actually upstairs in his own home. It was quite convenient to get money every time, just run up and downstairs.

The largest denomination of banknotes issued by the alliance was 500 yuan. Su Qian was deeply shocked when he sneaked into the room and saw banknotes stuffed under the beds of two rooms in the dark.

In his two lifetimes, Su Qian had never seen so much money. He didn't expect that a garbage treatment plant could squeeze out so much oil and water! His hands cramped when he really counted the money.

If Xiaolu and Huahua hadn't been eyeing him, Su Qian might have really tried to take advantage of others, right?

"This, this, this," Jiang Changming pulled down the note, his right hand trembling, and he was speechless for a moment.

Money is his hard work, taking away his money is more heartbreaking than killing him.

Jiang Changming rushed to the bedroom like crazy, took out the key from his trouser pocket hanging on the stool beside the bed, and glanced at a note on the floor. He picked it up and looked at it. The content was exactly the same as what he saw in the bathroom. (This

Zhang is written by flowers)

"Husband, why is it so noisy?" Jiang Changming's wife was woken up and asked as she stood up halfway.

Jiang Changming ignored her and rushed out of the room with the key and two notes. After a closer look, he saw another note with the same content on the TV screen in the living room.

The handwriting is ugly, it was written by Leo.

"Kidd is a dog," Jiang Changming was furious. He rushed over, tore off the note, and held it in his hand, as if he could erase "Kidd" in this way.

Then, he opened the door to his house, put on his slippers and a pair of big pants and rushed upstairs.

Behind the scenes, the wife asked incomprehensively: "Changming, what's wrong? Are you crazy?"

Ta-ta-ta-ta, the pace is like a rapid pounding of a heavy hammer.

The lens telescopes and the picture is enlarged.

"Yes, that's it," Hua Hua stood aside and pointed at Xiaolu who was holding the camera, "then press the shutter in the upper right corner."

The digital camera screen flashed, and a picture of a "naked man climbing a building" was accurately captured in the lens.

In the same community, on the roof of the 8-story building opposite, a group of 'people' were laughing crazily and taking photos of Jiang Changming climbing the stairs.

The corridor has a ventilated hollow design, and Jiang Changming's entire process of climbing the stairs can be easily seen from the outside.

"Hey, this old boy climbs the stairs so fast." Sure enough, Su Qian, who was in the shape of a man, was sitting on the edge of the roof, swaying his little feet and eating steamed buns for breakfast.

There was no need to worry about falling. A mere fall from a tall building posed no threat to Su Qian.

[Which floor do you think he will be tired after climbing to?] Leo raised his notebook towards Su Qian, still discussing the other person's physical strength.

"It's for the office," Su Qian thought for a while, "It should be on the sixth floor? Climbing three floors in a row should be the limit."

Leo turned over a page, "Then I guess it's the 7th floor. Do you want to bet 100 yuan?"

"Go away, you have so much money."

People cannot be generalized. In an extremely angry situation, Jiang Changming, to the surprise of the two people, climbed 8 floors in one go and went straight to the door of Room 802.

She took out the key tremblingly and opened the door - this scene was accurately captured on the camera by Xiaolu.

The door opened and the living room was empty. Jiang Changming rushed across the living room, turned the key with his finger, and opened another door.

There was an ordinary double bed in the room, covered with a shabby sheet, as if it was uninhabited.

Jiang Changming knelt on the ground, lifted the sheets, and leaned down to look under the bed - there were neatly folded and densely packed stacks of banknotes.

"Huh~~"

The intense fatigue of climbing five floors in one breath came over him. Jiang Changming couldn't help but lie on the ground, but his mood was extremely happy.

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"

Hearty laughter echoed in the room.

"Hey, this is it. My friend, please don't move around." Hua Hua walked into the room with a smile on her hands, "Xiaolu, come and take a picture of him."

Xiaolu held up the camera and took a step sideways to take a photo from an angle where she could see Jiang Changming and Qian at the same time.

Click, the camera shutter sounded - it was set off deliberately.

"Who are you?" Jiang Changming had a bad feeling in his heart, "This is my home, how can you break into other people's homes?"

"Come on, Xiaolu, shoot him right in the face." 'Hua Hua' pointed at Guo Ranweng and Leo outside and ordered, "Two people outside, don't let anyone in. Seal the scene."

"Sounas!"

Su Qian stood upright and raised his hand in a nondescript military salute.

Click, there is another photo, facing Jiang Changming's horrified expression.

Leo held up his notebook: [I know, I know]

"I recognize you," Jiang Changming recognized Xiaolu, a particularly young girl detective who came over early yesterday morning, "bastard, you want to blackmail me, right?"

He jumped forward suddenly, trying to grab the camera in Xiaolu's hand.

Snapped!

Before he could rush to Xiaolu, Jiang Changming was tripped up by Hua Hua's kick and fell to the ground. Then, her slender and powerful thigh stepped on his back and pinned him to the ground.

"How much do you want? Give me the photo. Is 100,000 yuan enough?"

"Pfft, pfft," Su Qian couldn't help laughing in a low voice, "All this, only 100,000 yuan? I'll give you all the money."

Leo held up his notebook in a funny way: [That's because you are a poor man, so you say such things]

Su Qian was not convinced, "I am richer than you anyway, how could you say such a thing?"

【I used to be much richer than this guy】

"You have money and you come to me for free? Why are you so shameless..."

Not to mention the two bickering treasures outside, Jiang Changming had already struggled to raise the price to a somewhat jokey figure of 250,000.

"Okay, you can shut up now," 'Flower' took out a pokeball and pressed it, "Luya, control him, don't let him make a noise."

The tall dark blue vine monster's head almost reached the ceiling. Two particularly thick vines firmly controlled Jiang Changming. Then more vines wrapped around his body, and several red vines merged into a palm to cover him.

His mouth.

"Woooooooo..."

Su Qian glanced at it, naturally brushed a picture, and went to the special offense. "I said, can we discuss it, we do the two doers. You deliberately let me beat me, how do you lose to me?"

[The transformation illustrated book adds giant vine (characteristic: chlorophyll), the number of illustrated books is 112]

[Free race value +1]

Leo showed a sinister expression: [Boy, are you looking for death? 】

"Hey, stingy," Su Qian despised this bastard. He was really curious about the 'infinite' field.

The 'Huahua' in the back room directed Xiaolu to take pictures of the two rooms where the money was hidden, and at the same time called the leader, "Hey, Yu Chu, we have finished what we told you yesterday. Eh... eh... ahhh

, Don’t get excited... Isn’t this good? At least I can write an extra paragraph in the year-end report. I know, I know, we are waiting here."

More than 5 minutes later, instead of Yu Chu, Jiang Changming's wife Sa Po arrived.
To be continued...