Allen stepped lightly, turned around and went downstairs.
It wasn't until Kant left the principal's office that he came back and knocked on the door.
"Teacher, I saw that silver-haired man just now..."
Ms. Sola smiled slightly and interrupted him.
"Mr. Kant, we are here to investigate the theft of pepper."
"The pepper has been returned to its original owner, what else is worth investigating?" Allen pretended to be surprised.
"Kant is not here to investigate on behalf of the police, but on behalf of the insurance company."
Ms. Sola poured the student a cup of coffee and motioned for him to sit down and chat.
"After the pepper was robbed, Marco Trading Company applied for a claim from the insurance company of this shipment, which was a huge sum of money!" Ms. Sola said calmly, "Of course the insurance company will send someone to investigate carefully.
"
"Mr. Kant, who calls himself an insurance claims investigator, is just being modest."
"In fact, he himself is the major shareholder of the insurance company."
"Out of concern for the interests of my company, I took advantage of my vacation to stop by to investigate."
Allen nodded suddenly, and then asked: "Mr. Kant, it seems that he is also a warlock?"
"Like me, he is also a level 1 warlock." The principal's aunt replied cautiously, "As for which one is stronger and which one is weaker? I dare not say for sure."
"Teacher, we have returned the stolen pepper to Marco Trading Company, and the insurance company no longer needs to pay claims. Why are we still here to investigate?" Allen asked in confusion.
"Silly boy, do you think the news spreads so fast and the insurance company will know about it as soon as the property is returned to its original owner?"
The principal's aunt couldn't help laughing.
"Marco Trading Company applied for a claim half a month ago."
"Kant received the news and came by boat to investigate. He only arrived at the Port of Quinte yesterday morning."
"Although the matter has been resolved, according to the insurance company's work procedures, he still has to sort out the causes and consequences of the whole matter, write a report, and submit it to the board of directors."
"You don't know if you don't check. After checking, the problem is really big!"
"What other questions are there?" Alan asked doubtfully.
"hehe……"
The principal's aunt took a sip of coffee and smiled a little coldly.
"Ellen, this world is more dangerous than you think."
"People who are only interested in profit are very good at disguising themselves."
"Teacher, how do you say this?"
"Our spice tycoon, Mr. Marco, seems to be the victim of this case."
"Is it not?"
"Haha... In fact, Mr. Marco has planted spies among his competitors and has already learned about Dupin's overall plan."
"On the day Pepper was robbed, Mr. Marco learned from the undercover agent that Dupin hired Jason's gang."
"He even knows that pepper is hidden in caves deep in the mountains."
"However, Mr. Marco deliberately pretended to be ignorant, offered a high-profile reward, and acted like a victim of aggrievedness."
"Alan, what do you think his purpose is?"
"Liar insurance!" Allen replied in a low voice.
The principal's aunt nodded approvingly.
"Mr. Marco's wishful thinking is to get the insurance claim first."
"At the same time, sit back and watch as Doberman poisons a group of thieves led by Jason and seizes the pepper."
"Until Du Bin thinks he's done, he assassinates Du Bin through spies arranged in advance and pretends to die at the hands of thieves."
"In this way, Mr. Marco got rid of his competitors, recovered the robbed pepper, and also made an insurance claim for free. It can be said that he killed three birds with one stone."
"This profiteer is so insidious!"
Allen wiped cold sweat in a serious manner.
The principal's aunt rolled her eyes at him, as if laughing at his naivety and strangeness.
"By the way, you also know the spy hired by Marco Trading Company. He is Du Bin's most trusted mercenary captain."
"So, the smart-aleck Dupin has no secrets at all in front of his old rival Marco."
"As for the previous reward notice issued by Marco Trading Company, it was just a cover to paralyze Dupin's party."
"Mr. Marco, there is no hope that anyone can actually recover the stolen pepper and collect the reward."
"However, due to a combination of circumstances, man's calculation is not as good as God's."
"Alan, do you understand what I mean?"
The principal's aunt smiled meaningfully.
Allen nodded slightly.
Due to his unexpected intervention, Mr. Marco's plan failed to materialize.
I couldn't get the insurance compensation and had to pay a bounty.
"Kant has investigated the cause and effect of this matter and will go back in two days to make a report to the insurance company's board of directors."
The principal's aunt continued.
"Although the spice merchant Marco was suspected of cheating on his bail, he did not actually commit the crime."
"Since the insurance company has not suffered any losses, it does not plan to pursue this matter any further."
After hearing the principal's aunt tell the whole story of the incident, Allen first breathed a sigh of relief, then got a chill down his spine and was filled with fear!
What would have been the consequences if I hadn't been sensible enough and not been enchanted by the sudden windfall, and had gotten the principal's aunt to endorse me, but had instead personally come forward to negotiate with Marco Trading Company?
I'm afraid Mr. Marco doesn't want to see the big chess game he arranged turn out to be unexpected at the end, ruining his insurance fraud plan.
So one can imagine...
Not only will he not get the bounty he deserves, but he will probably lose his life because of his good intentions!
On the other hand, if he, Alan Panthes, were not Ms. Sola's personal disciple.
Will Mr. Kant, who came forward to investigate the matter on behalf of the insurance company, still invite him to drink coffee in a nice manner?
If he was just a nobody who got lucky.
There is no magician to back him up.
Did Kant still need to take the trouble?
Directly cast a spell to hypnotize him.
After extracting the information, it is very possible to throw it away and abandon it in the sewer.
Now, Allen feels more and more that living in this society with evil hearts, the slightest mistake can lead to death!
In the final analysis, I am still too weak.
In this world where the jungle prevails, weakness is the original sin.
Without enough strength and background, even if the pie in the sky falls on your lips, you won’t dare to open your mouth to eat it!
…
half year later.
The time has come to late September.
The lingering power of midsummer is still there, and the heat is overwhelming.
However, in the world of meditation...
Frost falls on the hills, it's winter.
Allen's current situation is more severe than the cold winter!
In the blizzard, shouts of death were heard in the distance.
Allen exerted his strength with both arms and swung the big stick!
Bang!
The ogre opposite had his head smashed by him with a stick.
His eyes turned white, he fell down on his back and died.
Keep fighting and use too much force.
The scarred stick in Allen's hand finally broke.
Throwing away half of the stick, Allen gasped for breath.
The arrow wound on his back split open due to the fierce battle, and the pain became even more severe.
He didn't have time to take a breath and groped forward in the wind and snow, looking for the four lost sisters.
At this moment, heavy footsteps suddenly came from behind.