It was an ordinary house in the inner courtyard. The ground was wet mud and was not paved with cement. It was surrounded by three bungalows, but only one house's chimney was emitting steam. The owner of the house seemed to be burning in a copper stove.
Hot water.
De Gaulle rolled up his sleeves and stepped on the rotten stone slabs. He was about to knock on the door, but suddenly stopped, squatted down quickly, and kept looking at the steps.
Victor didn't know what he was doing, so he walked up curiously, but heard de Gaulle's lips move slightly, and said in a low voice: "Hmm~~Interesting..."
"What's wrong?"
As soon as Victor finished speaking, de Gaulle suddenly jumped up and continued his previous plan to knock on the owner's door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With three soft sounds, the door opened, and a four or five-year-old child stood inside.
Victor looked surprised, but de Gaulle touched the child's head without noticing anything.
"Awesome young man, you are a man, right? Are you at home alone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman wearing an apron leaned out from the kitchen door.
"Who are you looking for?"
The woman was about thirty years old, her sleeves were rolled up to her arms, her skin was stained with sweat and cooking oil, and her hair was stuck to her damp forehead. She looked like she was trapped in the trivial matters of life.
But even though she looks very busy, she still can't hide that she is a beautiful woman inside.
"Nice to meet you, madam. We are interviewers from the Civil Affairs Department, responsible for investigating the population structure of Renekton. Could you please tell me, is your husband here? We need to find him to complete a questionnaire... Phew! Good boy,
Go and call your dad over."
De Gaulle put his hands on the little boy's shoulders and "sent" him into the inner room like a train game.
The kid immediately got into the bedroom and closed the door, leaving only a crack.
"I'm sorry..." The housewife in the kitchen wiped her arms with a shabby handkerchief, wiped it on her apron, and then asked Victor and De Gaulle to take a seat.
"Actually...this old house does not have a male owner..."
The woman told them the truth tactfully. De Gaulle deliberately looked shocked, and then looked at Victor.
"I would like to ask, the father of that child..."
"He..." The woman looked confused and hesitated for a long time before answering, "He has to make a choice between the two families."
De Gaulle immediately stopped the topic, his eyes full of regret.
In the end, he casually asked a few irrelevant investigation questions, pretended to take notes, and then led Victor away.
On the way, de Gaulle was absent-minded, and Victor did not speak, waiting for him to come to his senses.
After a long time, de Gaulle finally spoke.
"Mr. Parker is supporting the mother and son..."
"Obviously." Victor smiled slightly.
De Gaulle continued his analysis: "Based on Mr. Parker's status in Storm Villas, his income is definitely not low. He will send letters home every once in a while, and most of them contain money."
Victor agreed with de Gaulle's analysis and added: "However, he mailed it to both places, proving that he could not let go of his original wife's family and his illegitimate child."
Yes, the mother and son just now were obviously the product of Parker's extramarital affair.
Judging from their current family situation, although life is difficult, it is still manageable. At least in ordinary slums, several families can share a copper stove, but their family actually owns one alone.
During this period, Parker must have funded them a lot.
It is certainly unfair for a man to be merciful to his first wife, but since he has left behind his seed, he should bear a certain amount of responsibility.
Victor didn't want to comment on Parker's private life. He was disappointed that the secret of the manager of the mountain seemed to have nothing to do with the Berkeley family's commission.
"Don't draw conclusions too early, who knows until the end?"
De Gaulle seemed to have read Victor's mind and made a casual joke.
Next, he rarely invited Victor to have dinner at a roadside restaurant on Baker Street.
"Ah~! Has our great detective become rich recently?"
Listening to Victor's eccentric words, De Gaulle laughed haha.
"I helped the police station solve the case a year ago, and the balance of the remuneration has only been paid to me now. It can make my life a little more comfortable recently... I know what you are confused about, Vladimir, this
If I return the money to you first, I’m afraid I’ll have to live on water.”
Victor chuckled, and de Gaulle patted him on the shoulder very discreetly: "So today's dinner is my treat to repay your support in the past two days. This meal is just an appetizer. As long as the two of us work together, we can definitely make it happen."
The Berkeley family's case is solved."
In terms of painting cakes, de Gaulle is more professional than his reasoning.
The restaurant for dinner is more down-to-earth, not a luxurious feast, so there is nothing to talk about.
However, during this period, de Gaulle seemed more irritable.
Victor chatted with him for a while and learned that the other person was upset about the 5 farka.
He didn't mean to default on the bill, but it was just two days after he spent the money that he still had no results, which was really depressing.
"It would be great if God could give me some luck, you know? I've been really unlucky recently."
Sitting across the dining table, de Gaulle wiped his mouth with a napkin and complained to Victor.
He told Rufus and Dilio's commission, how he spent energy and money on the investigation, and worked for a long time, but was eventually messed up by the Inspection Bureau.
As Victor listened, he laughed like a pig in his heart.
Who the hell made you my enemy?
If you compare your luck with me, you will always be unlucky.
"But since you appeared, I feel like I'm about to turn a corner!"
De Gaulle put down his knife and fork, his eyes filled with excitement.
"As soon as you came for the interview, I received an investigation commission from the Berkeley family. That may be the biggest order I have ever received in my life."
"So I believe that as long as you can be my assistant, my career will turn around and I will be invincible!"
It has to be said that this guy really cares about "his people", and this wave of praise and appreciation makes Victor feel a little embarrassed.
He smiled, suddenly made a decision, put his finger into the water glass on the side, dipped some clean warm water, and then said to de Gaulle.
"There is a lucky symbol circulated among the Valentan people. I have come across it when I was a mercenary in the east. Do you need to show it to you?"
After hearing this, de Gaulle immediately turned his face over curiously.
Victor asked him to stretch out his hand and used water to draw a yang talisman on his sleeve.
"That's it?" De Gaulle was dubious, "Will this bring me good luck?"
"This is a blessing from the local indigenous people. We can only wait and see whether it will have any effect..."
Victor began to fool de Gaulle. Anyway, he didn't understand the ability of the Talisman Master, so he just gave him a little luck.
Sure enough, as soon as they arrived at the apartment downstairs of the Smart Eye Detective Agency after dinner, a familiar guest stood there early, waiting for the detective to return.