After the funeral, the sky had darkened.

After the crowd dispersed, Mrs. Caroline invited Connie to have dinner with her at her home.

Return to 7 Denton Street.

Floy and Mrs. Caroline were busy in the kitchen, while Chen Lun and Connie were sitting in the living room waiting.

"Thank you, Mr. Jack."

Connie's eyes were a little swollen, she lowered her head and whispered to Chen Lun.

"The pound of gold you paid for my father's funeral, I will work hard to earn money and pay it back to you..."

But I'm sorry, now I, I may not be able to devote myself to the research of weapons."

Chen Lun picked up the teacup, took a sip and waved his hand.

"Don't stress, Connie, there's no need to rush to pay me back the money."

Putting down the tea cup, he comforted:

"You don't need much time to research. The most important thing for you now is to take care of yourself and don't be affected by sadness.

If you have time, you can go to the park with Floy for a walk and relax."

Connie nodded silently and showed a reluctant smile to Chen Lun.

The next dinner made Connie feel unprecedented warmth.

The kind Mrs. Caroline told her many past events, about how she cheered up after losing her husband Henry and son Oliver.

Miss Floy encouraged her, and Mr. Jack told some interesting stories, which made the grief in Connie's heart fade a little.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and I heard that most of it was cooked by Miss Floy herself, which surprised Connie.

The dishes are delicious and healing.

What healed her even more was the human heart.

…

late at night.

Chen Lun came out of the bathroom and went back to his room to get ready for bed.

When passing by the window, I noticed two figures standing under the streetlight across the street.

"Hey man, do we have to wait here?"

A man from the Iron Fist Gang smoked a cigarette and said depressedly.

"Otherwise, this is what Boss Gary himself told us.

And don’t forget, the person living here is an inhuman being, so let’s complete the mission honestly.”

The companion beside him shivered as he thought of something.

Immediately he stretched out a hand.

"Give me one, I'm done."

"Damn, you say that every time!"

While the two were chatting, they suddenly saw a dog running out of the corridor opposite.

Under the dim light of the street lamp, you can barely see the shiny black and white hair on its body.

Woof woof!

The dog ran straight in front of them, raised its head and barked twice, then raised one of its forelimbs and waved it.

"What the hell! Why does it seem like it's talking to me!?"

"Give it the letter."

"What……?"

This young man from the Iron Fist Gang suddenly noticed that his companion was looking up at the building opposite.

He followed his gaze in that direction and vaguely saw a black-haired young man overlooking them from the fourth-floor window.

"Give it the letter!"

My companion urged me.

The man in the leather jacket finally came to his senses and tremblingly handed the letter in his arms to the dog.

The dog took the letter away, gave him a blank look, and got into the corridor without looking back.

Iron Fist's younger brother was stunned for a while, until the cigarette in his mouth burned his mouth, and he suddenly jumped up.

"What the hell! I was despised by a dog!?"

When Bian Mu returned to his room, Chen Lun took the letter and touched its head.

The dog wagged its tail happily.

He tore open the envelope and studied the contents in the moonlight.

"——Dear Sir, I have inquired about the current situation of Viscount Pompeii in accordance with your wishes.

On weekdays, he goes out to party with friends, attends some large events and venues, and occasionally goes hunting in the artificial forest gardens in the inner city.

Apart from that, I spend most of my time in my manor reading...

There is one more news.

This news comes from a good friend of Viscount Pompeii, Baron Barney, and is very authentic.

It is said that Viscount Pompeii's daughter Rebecca broke her leg while riding a horse and was recuperating at home recently. He was very distressed and wanted to find a tutor for Rebecca.

Attached is the detailed address of Viscount Pompeii’s house: Pompeii Manor, No. 9 Second Street, Inner City..."

"In addition, no clues have been found yet about the person you mentioned as 'Dolly'.

I hope you can forgive me for my incompetence. The Iron Fist Gang and I will do our best to search for his traces for you. - Your humble follower, Gary."

After Chen Lun read the letter, he crushed it into pieces and destroyed it.

Lean back on the chair and find a comfortable position.

He lowered his eyes and thought.

After a while, he took out a match, polished it, and lit the kerosene lamp on the table. Then he picked up a quill pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a letter.

The content of the letter was to ask Gary to create false identities for him and Floy.

Although it is fake, it must be legal and can withstand the inspection of the inner city police station.

This kind of thing should not be difficult for Gary, after all, he knows many powerful people in the inner city.

It is equivalent to making up the identities of two people and then backing them up at the police station.

Chen Lun's requirement for his identity is that he is a scholar from other places, and his research direction is——

Literature and nature.

One of his plans was to apply for a job as tutor to Viscount Pompeii's daughter. In this way, he could sneak into the Viscount's manor and wait for an opportunity to find the [Philippe's inheritance].

But this is only an alternative.

It would be better if there was an easier way to infiltrate and get things directly.

As for Floy's identity, Chen Lun asked Gary to find the name of a declining nobleman from a foreign country and put it on her.

Although nobles are rare, when magnified into the entire Trisur Empire, they are a huge group.

The name of a declining nobleman is from a foreign country, and it is difficult for anyone to trace its authenticity.

As long as Floy doesn't frequent aristocratic gatherings and large places, and his usual behavior and appearance are consistent with his status, he will basically not be a gangster.

In fact, Chen Lun was not worried about this at all.

With her good looks and temperament, Floy's unique charm cannot be concealed even if she is wearing a maid outfit.

Chen Lun stuffed the written letter into a brand new envelope.

He looked downstairs and saw that the two Iron Fist Gang boys had already left.

He was a little helpless. When he was worried, he saw the dog at his feet wagging his tail and looking at him.

"You are such a good dog!"

Woof!

"dog!"

"What?"

Two Iron Fist gang members were walking on the quiet street, and one of them suddenly exclaimed.

Turning around, the familiar dog rushed towards them.

"It's it again! Why is it chasing us!?"
To be continued...