Deng affirmed his calmness and walked towards the two sheriffs at the door.

He was open and honest - he had not done any damage and had no conflict with the authorities. Although Captain Duncan is famous, what is the movement of the vast sea with him? What is the honest and honest antique store manager?

Related?

Think about it carefully, my most suspicious action was to attend a cult party - and he even reported it enthusiastically after he came out!

Wait...report?

Duncan suddenly remembered this and immediately vaguely guessed the reason why the two sheriffs came to the door. The steps forward suddenly became more confident, but Nina obviously did not have this calmness. She walked when she saw her uncle going downstairs.

He hurriedly came up, and at the same time, he lowered his voice from the angle that the two sheriffs could not see and said in a hurry: "Uncle, you must honestly explain when the two sheriffs ask questions..."

Duncan staggered suddenly, looking at his "niece" with strange eyes: "I am so impressed in your heart?"

Nina looked at her "uncle" who was not well-received and was found by others every now and then because of alcoholism or casino fights: "... Otherwise, why can the sheriff come to you for the rest of the time?"

Duncan: "…"

He sighed helplessly, came to the door of the store, and smiled brightly at the two sheriffs in dark blue uniforms: "Good morning, two gentlemen, is there anything wrong?"

"Mr. Duncan Strayne," said the older of the two sheriffs, polite and in a formal tone, "we found this at the registered address-you reported it to the patrol officers yesterday

The clues have been confirmed. On behalf of the City Hall, we thank you for your contribution to maintaining the order of the city-state and send you a reward.”

After the words came, the young sheriff next to him took a step forward and handed over a paper bag that looked quite thick.

Nina, who was standing aside, had her eyes widened.

Duncan had guessed the purpose of the two sheriffs just now. He guessed that he had reported the cult den before and had a follow-up, but he didn't expect that he would even send the reward to the door directly. He took the paper unexpectedly

The bag, on the sealed side, the disposable wax seal has the words "435 Sora" - for residents in the lower city, this is a very generous bonus.

"So there is still money to take..." Duncan pinched the paper bag and felt the thickness of the banknotes. "I didn't even think so much at that time."

"Of course there is a bounty - the consul attaches great importance to the blow to the crimes in the city-state, especially in recent times, all effective reports will be rewarded with tangible and generous rewards," the young sheriff laughed.

"What's more, the clues you provide... are very unusual."

Hearing this, Duncan couldn't help but feel moved, pretending to ask inadvertently: "By the way, I didn't dare to go over and take a closer look when I heard something wrong... What happened over there?"

The two sheriffs looked at each other and then walked forward two steps into the store. Nina was stunned when she saw this. After reacting, she quickly stepped forward and closed the store door.

"We didn't go to the scene. The guards were dealing with this matter, but according to the news... the scene was very tragic," the younger sheriff said. He had not yet fully learned the professional affairs of seniors.

In a public tone, "You did not get close rashly, but found the patrol personnel to report it as soon as possible, otherwise you would definitely be in danger."

After the young man finished speaking, another sheriff also spoke: "Ordinary citizens do not need to understand the specific situation. We just want to remind you that there have been more cult activities in the city recently. Don't mention to outsiders about your reporting and reward."

Duncan was stunned for a moment and quickly realized.

This is the Lower City, where the sewage and poison blocks fall and converge. The things that Prand is most jealous are hidden in these dilapidated and twisted alleys. When heresy and evil spirits are ready to move, they will inevitably hide in such places.

Although the block where the antique shop is located is already a relatively decent place in the Lower City and is still some distance away from the most dilapidated slums, from the perspective of hiding dirt, the entire Lower City is actually similar.

On the other hand, even if there are no considerations about the possibility of cult elements hidden among ordinary people in the lower city, a "person who reports to the authorities and collects bounty" is very likely to be the object of being vigilant from others here.

Sheriffs familiar with the local situation certainly know this. They are a reminder of routine, and they are indeed out of goodwill.

Duncan thought about it and felt that the reminder was right.

This place is indeed prone to cultists - he still has the sun emblem in his pocket.

"Thank you for your reminder," he thanked sincerely. Although he didn't know the average level of most sheriffs here, at least the two people in front of him gave him a good impression, "Do you want to take a rest here?"

"No need," the older sheriff waved his hand and turned toward the store door. "We still have patrol missions."

The young sheriff turned around before leaving: "If you still encounter clues in this regard in the future, please report it in time - the security of the city-state affects each of us."

"Of course," Duncan pinched the paper bag in his hand, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face. "I have always been a good citizen who cares about the order of the city-state."

The two sheriffs left the antique shop of "Mr. Duncan, a enthusiastic citizen," and it was not until the two figures in uniform disappeared on the street that Nina finally came to her senses and looked at her uncle, Uncle Duncan was opening it.

The paper bag counted the blue and green banknotes inside. The pleasant sound from the banknotes turned around made her feel a little bit: "Uncle... is this really a reward from the city hall? You actually... really

…”

The girl opened her mouth for a long time, but finally she was embarrassed to ask the sentence "You can actually do good things."

Duncan knew what Nina was thinking and what she was wondering about. He laughed: "It was when he came home yesterday that he reported some illegal acts - uncle, I have always been enthusiastic about charity."

Nina: “…”

"But it's quite surprising to me that there is such a high bonus," Duncan lowered his head and looked at the banknotes in his hand thoughtfully, and murmured in a low voice, "This is faster than doing business...

”

There is another sentence he didn't say: Based on the information he had before, there are still countless cultists from various city-states hiding in the city.

That's all money!

Nina didn't react at once: "Uncle, what did you say?"

"Nothing," Duncan waved his hand, thinking about the new money-making trick in his heart, and said casually, "Don't you go to school? Don't be late for a while--and by the way, when will Mr. Morris come to visit his home?"

"In the afternoon, I only have one class in the afternoon," Nina said, as if she had thought of something, "Uncle, you still have to go out today?"

Duncan nodded: "Well, go out, but you'll be back home before your history teacher comes."

When Nina heard this, she immediately cast a suspicious look: "Uncle, what are you going to do?"

Duncan smiled particularly brightly: "Uncle goes out to hunt."

He already had an idea. Since the sun badge is so easy and the authorities are so happy to send money, this trick is not in vain. Anyway, even if there is no "report and receive money" factor, just to ensure the stability of his surrounding environment, he also

Gaoxiao has to trouble the cultists. Now that I have confirmed that I can get it again after I have troubled them, why not?

Nina is a smart girl. Even if she doesn't know other details about Duncan, she suddenly guessed what "hunting" means in her uncle's words. The girl's pretty eyebrows immediately frowned: "...Uncle, you're not right.

Yes, you said yesterday that you should open a store steadily, and you also said that you should rectify the situation in the store and hire a clerk..."

"It is not inconsistent with caring for city-state security and opening a shop steadily," Duncan waved his hand, "You go to school, uncle has his own sense."

However, what he didn't expect was that when Nina heard this, she looked for a chair next to her and sat down.

"Nina?"

"Uncle, this is dangerous." Nina raised her head and looked at Duncan with her eyes curled up.

Duncan: "Uh... Actually..."

"I want to watch you," Nina sat there stubbornly, "The two sheriffs said just now that the city-state is not safe recently... I'll forget it if I accidentally encounter something, how can I take the initiative to find those

What about danger?”

Duncan looked at the girl who was only seventeen years old in a daze.

He suddenly realized that the other party was really caring about himself - in a stubborn way she thought was correct and safe, caring about Uncle Duncan, who was "seriously ill for many years, weak, reckless in his work, and was eager to make money recently.

”.

"I don't want a bicycle." Nina lowered her head and muttered in a low voice.

"Go to school." Duncan suddenly sighed, stepped forward with a smile and pressed Nina's head.

Nina raised her head in surprise.
Chapter completed!