Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 47: Viscera and Hair

Your anomalies... fill up six floors?
Shocked by this outrageous answer, Leon was speechless for a long time. It was not until he saw the red-haired director's slightly upturned mouth that he realized that he must have been tricked again.

"Anyway, as long as I can get the sheep's heart back, it'll be mine, right? Then I'll have no problem with that!"

After glaring at the red-haired director's back in annoyance, Leon, who had been fooled twice, really didn't want to continue chatting with her. After leaving a few words, he left the director's office with a gloomy face.

After he pushed the door and left, he looked at the red-haired woman outside the window, then slowly turned his head back. Although her charming and pretty face was full of smiles, her watery and clear eyes did not show any joy, but were as deep as two cold pools filled with solid ice.

"It's actually pretty good right now."

After mumbling something incomprehensible, she put away the smile on her face with a lonely look in her eyes, tilted her head back to drink the boiled water in the cup in one gulp, and then, as if she was drunk, she leaned over the desk and did not move. Soon, a thin and steady snoring sound could be heard in the office.

As the snoring sound slowly spread, the second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor... all the way to the top floor where all the windows and vents were sealed to prevent any light from shining in. In the six-story office building, inaudible snoring sounds came from the mouths of countless little creatures.

……

“There is such a thing!!!”

After reading the records of the illegal operations of Charles Water Power Company, the editor-in-chief of the social section of the Daily News could not help but get angry. He restrained himself and lightly pounded the table in the restaurant. Then he whispered with indignation in his eyes:

"They actually poured it into the public water pipe... These damn guys, don't they have anything else in their minds except money? I must expose this matter!"

"Um……"

Leon, with his fingers gently touching the sheep's head, looked at the editor-in-chief's angry face, and a deep look of disappointment flashed across his face. Then he nodded expressionlessly, stood up and began to collect the information on the table.

"Since you have agreed, let's stop here today. I hope you can keep your promise after you go back."

"I certainly will!"

After grabbing Leon's wrist, the editor-in-chief of the Daily News stood up and promised enthusiastically:
"Leave these to me! When I return, I will write down the incident truthfully and make sure those damned guys get the punishment they deserve!
By the way, these materials are still a bit thin. I guess Charles Department Store can only make them pay money, and the real culprits may continue to stay out of the matter. Do you have any other information that can incriminate those three companies?"

"not yet."

Seeing that the other party had no anger at all, but was instead filled with panic, conspiracy and evil thoughts, a strong look of disgust flashed across Leon's eyes.

Resisting the urge to punch him in the face, the disguised Leon pushed his hand away, put the documents on the table back into the file bag with an expressionless face, and then said goodbye:

"Mr. Editor-in-Chief, since you feel the evidence is insufficient, I will take these back and sort them out. I will contact you again when I find enough evidence."

"Ah? No, no, no!"

Seeing that Leon seemed to be about to leave, the editor-in-chief of the Daily News seemed a little anxious, and hurriedly grabbed his arm and urged him:

"The victims are still waiting for compensation! Although the information is incomplete, it is enough for most people to take it seriously. How about you leave it to me and I will write a report first?"

"No." "Why not?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Leon shook his hand away and said expressionlessly:
"Because if I give you the stuff, I'm afraid this report will never be published."

"..."

Haha... I've been seen through. It seems this kid is not as stupid as he looks.

Looking at Lyon's unusually cold gaze, the editor-in-chief of Daily News raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that the other party had seen through his plan and would probably not hand over the information anymore.

After looking at Leon with disdain, who only showed his eyes, and looking at his thin figure and shabby clothes, the editor-in-chief of Daily, who had just been full of intimacy and eagerness and praised Leon, curled his lips downwards, sat back in his chair, and shouted:
"Waiter!"

After waving to the waiter who had been looking over here from a distance, the editor-in-chief of Daily raised his hand and pointed at Leon, and said calmly:
"Close the door and call two more security guards over. This guy just stole my things. That's what he's holding in his arms."

"Yes, sir! Close the door!"

He glanced at the editor-in-chief of the Daily, who was wearing a high-end Flock suit, a folded silk handkerchief in his breast pocket, a hat, a bow tie, a watch, and a cane, and high-top calfskin shoes.

After taking another look at Leon, who was wearing an ill-fitting, shabby windbreaker and covering his mouth and nose with a black scarf, the waiter didn't even need half a second to know what he should do.

Even though the two men had just entered the restaurant together; even though there was a table between them and there was no physical contact at all throughout the entire process; even though the thing the rich gentleman was pointing at had been in the arms of the masked windbreaker man from the beginning... none of these could affect his judgment.

After all, the customer is always right, and one of these two people is obviously not a customer of this store, right?
"..."

Seeing the waiter who called four security guards to block him at the exit of the booth, Leon couldn't help but frown, and turned back to look coldly at the editor-in-chief of "Daily" who was leisurely adjusting his tie.

"You want to rob it?"

"I'm not robbing you. I just want to save your life. And by the way, I want to save the poor guy you chose at the end."

After carefully smoothing out the wrinkles on his tie, the editor-in-chief of Daily stood up with the help of his cane and walked over slowly.

“Although your face is covered, judging from your voice and actions, you should be relatively young, right?
Haha, young man, your sense of justice is admirable, but you obviously don’t understand the rules of this society.”

After slightly raising the slender "cane" and wiping the muddy water off the end on Leon's pants, the editor-in-chief of the Daily smiled and whispered:
"For our country, the royal family is the heart, the nobles are the organs, the parliament is the brain, the factories are the strongest muscles, the merchants are the bones that can continuously produce blood, and as for the rest... it's just the skin that will peel off and regenerate by itself, and the hair that keeps replacing one after another."

Looking at the silent Leon in front of him, the editor-in-chief of Daily News slightly lost his smile, then leaned close to his ear with disgust and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

“Let me ask you, when the hair has a problem with the internal organs, then as the tongue, should I help to shout it out, causing other stupid hair and skin to boil over, causing more unnecessary chaos?

Or should we be a little smarter and just stop this troublesome hair and teach him how to shut his damn mouth? "

(End of this chapter)