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Chapter 283 Liu Yonglu's Request
When these words were spoken, Shi Weitian and the other two were even more shocked than when they heard about the Lost Sea Monster after the rain. Farrell and the other two had all seen him, and they heard that this person seemed to have been in charge of exchanging ancient relics on the second underground floor.

But who would have thought that he was a complete stranger who came from across the sea.

Millie Tang's heart moved. She originally thought that this man was guarding the second underground floor to protect the ancient relics. Now it seems that his importance may be higher than the ancient relics. The entire investigation department is protecting him 24 hours a day.

"This is a long story. You can apply to borrow the files when you have time. Of course, this is one of the few top secrets in the Investigation Department."

After the old general manager finished speaking, he continued to squint his eyes and bask in the sun. Farrell was obviously not the focus of today, and he didn't want to say more.

"You are the chief executive, and your speech is of high quality. I was enlightened by your words... Then we have nothing else to do."

Liu Yonglu glanced at his two companions behind him, and when he saw Millie Tang and Lin Bulang both nodded at him, he prepared to say goodbye.

"Well, go and do your own thing then."

Outside the courtyard gate, the little genius brother and sister saw Liu Yonglu and the other two coming out and quickly asked:

"Mr. Rich, have you got a satisfactory answer? What should we do next?"

"Let's go talk to Nicholas. I'll have to trouble him to work hard for the next two days."

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In Nicholas's mansion, several Rodwell mechanics were debugging their inventions in the room. Nicholas was standing alone at the window with a cup of coffee, looking at the sky. The dark clouds were low and gray, typical Mosesad weather.

"Nikola, come and take a look, it's almost done."

The man who spoke was a short and stocky man in his forties with a ginger beard. His name was Phelps Downey. He had been working at Rodwell since its first day and was an experienced mechanic.

Nicholas turned around, looked at the blue arc surrounding the copper rod as thick as his wrist, and nodded.

"Of course, no problem. I'm confident in your work."

Instead of walking towards the invention, Nicholas sat down on a chair by the window. The view here was very good and he could see the people flowing outside the mansion.

He just stared at everyone blankly, when suddenly a tall young man wearing a painter's hat passed by the mansion and tilted his head to take a look. Nicholas stood up suddenly, but when the young man crossed the road and walked across the street, Nicholas sat back in his chair.

"You guys go out first, I'll check it again later."

The ginger-bearded man waved to his colleagues, and the other mechanics walked out of the room with their tools and coats. The bonfire was crackling in the fireplace, and only he and Nikolai were left in the room.

"Nicholas, this is unlike you. Everyone in Novedon knows that you are a well-known workaholic. Why do you become sentimental in New Neulund?"

Ginger Beard took out a cigar, cut off the round end, picked up a piece of firewood with tongs, lit the cigar for himself, and exhaled a heavy puff of smoke.

"How's the person I asked you to find going?"

Nicholas's answer was irrelevant to the question.

“I found a few, but even if I found the best private detective in New Newland, it would be useless. They can’t enter your mansion, so they can’t take your mission.

If you ask me, this is unnecessary. With your relationship with Prince Andrew, finding Alva is just a matter of words.

What private investigator is better than hundreds of sheriffs?"

Nicholas looked around the room with a smile. He and Phelps were chatting with each other, and there was a newly assembled machine next to them. He really felt a bit like when he was just starting out more than 20 years ago.

Prince Andrew? Of course he had thought about it, but now was the period of the Continental Expo, and he dared not relax for a moment as long as his invention was not on display at the Expo.

If something went wrong with the invention, someone with ulterior motives would surely put the blame on him.

"Nikola has never put any effort into inventions. I have said long ago that he has been a loser for the past few decades and is not trustworthy."

He could fully imagine such criticisms, so he didn't dare to make any demands, at least not within this month.

He didn't know whether a private detective would be useful, but it was important to him that he could be involved in the search for Alva.

People are always like this. When they are desperate, they are unwilling to miss it even if they know it is psychological comfort.

"Can't you just say Alva is your friend?"

"Yes, of course, but the private detective will have to ask about the whole story. When did Alva disappear? Who were his friends before? What did he say before he disappeared? I can't explain these things clearly."

"It's okay, give them the photo and give it a try."

Nicholas took out a stack of photos from his pocket. In the photo was a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a meticulous expression, standing in front of a workbench.

"Are there no newer ones? Even if they see the real person with photos like this, I doubt the private detectives will be able to recognize him."

"No, you know, Alva didn't talk to me much after that."

Nicholas's face was calm. The disappearance of his only son had tormented him for too many years and he was already exhausted.

"That's right. In my impression, Alva is still a young boy this tall."

Jiang Huang Hu gestured.

"Phelps, how is your son doing?"

"Little Wright? He's disobedient. This is very much like me. He's already thirteen or fourteen, but he gets angry at the slightest dissatisfaction. If I'm not at home, his mother can't handle him.

But in front of me, he doesn’t dare to stare. The last time you saw him was on the farm. He was so fat that he couldn’t even run. But now he looks like a calf…”

Phelps stopped talking in the middle of his speech because he could see that Nicholas had his head down with an unnatural expression, as if he was in some kind of pain and self-blame again.

"Nicholas, don't think too much. Alva was already 19 years old when he ran away from home. Many guys of this age have been working in factories for many years. They are familiar with smoking, drinking and looking for girls in such places. Alva might just be relaxing... Oh, no, to make a new world."

Thinking that Alva had been missing for three years, Jiang Huanghu changed his mind again.

"Phelps, am I a bad father?

"What's the matter with you, old friend? Has the awful weather in New Nurent suddenly made you sentimental?"

Jiang Huang scratched his cheek, and seeing that Nicholas was still immersed in self-denial, he said cautiously:
"Tell the truth?"

"Of course, is there anything we can't talk about?"

"First of all, you must have done well. As you know, these days, many children have to work as apprentices in factories at the age of twelve or thirteen, or sell newspapers on the streets to make a living.

I watched Alva grow up, and sometimes I would stand aside and watch you two talk. I think you are a really good teacher, a good elder, and a good role model. "

"Isn't he a good father?"

"hey-hey."

Jiang Huanghu just smoked his cigar and didn't say anything.

"Can you tell me specifically what a good father is like?"

"Not like you anyway."

It can be seen that Jiang Huanghu and Nicholas have a very good relationship and they don't have any scruples when speaking to each other.

"I just want to tell him everything I know so that he can avoid taking detours. Haven't I taken enough detours? If I hadn't taken these detours, I feel that I could have participated in the Expo at least ten years earlier."

“Sometimes people need to make mistakes, Nikolai, people are not machines.

Alva is your son, not your invention. If there is a problem with an invention, you can replace the parts or change the design, but not the child.

Sometimes you need to lie to him, even if you know it won’t help him, but you still have to say it.”

"Phelps, I made a mistake three years ago when I blamed everything on marrying Dorsey."

Dorsey was his second wife. The day after the wedding, Alva left a letter and completely disappeared from Nicholas' world.

"I know, but we didn't tell you because you were almost going crazy from being tortured by this thing.

Not only me, but the guys outside the room can see clearly what Alva really needs."

Jiang Huanghu pointed outside the door:

"Don't think too much. To be honest, maybe Alva will have an easier life after leaving you. This is not to comfort you."

"I understand. I just get a little carried away with my thoughts every once in a while."

Nicholas waved his hand.

"Bang bang bang" the knock on the door sounded.

"Mr. Nicholas, Captain Richie is here to visit with people from the investigation department." The waiter's voice came from outside the door.

"Captain of the Special Investigations Department, my savior, I don't know what's going on. Please close the electric parachute first."

It turns out that the machine that can resist the Lost Sea is called "Electric Air Umbrella".

Jiang Huanghu turned off the power, patted Nicholas on the shoulder and walked out of the room. At the same time, a tall and thin young man with an inexplicable smile on his face entered the room with a few people.

He is already the captain of the investigation department at such a young age? Jiang Huanghu was amazed.

"Mr. Rich, what are you doing here today? You're not here to help me write a book, are you?"

Nicholas stood up to greet him.

"Book? What book? Oh, oh, oh, Nicholas, there's no rush. I'm still writing it. I'll bring you a sample in a few days."

Liu Yonglu wrote a hammer. He had forgotten about this matter a long time ago, but he didn't expect that Nikola still remembered it. It seems that he will have to ask Marquette to find a gun for him to cover up this matter.

Liu Yonglu didn't sit down after entering the room, nor did he go to get a drink. Instead, he walked around the mechanical umbrella held up in the middle of the room, poking and twisting it with his hands from time to time.

"Nikola, is this the invention that can cross the Lost Sea?"

"Yes."

The other party is the core captain of the investigation department, so it’s not surprising that he knows this now.

"Okay, that's good. The size is right. It shouldn't be difficult for you."

Liu Yonglu muttered something without thinking, then turned back and said with a smile: "I came here today to ask for your help, but time is a bit tight, I need to see the thing in three days."

Nicholas looked at the stack of Alva's photos on the coffee table and said, "Mr. Rich, by chance, I need your help with something as well."

The secret of the invention of the Continental Exposition has been revealed. Have you guessed it?

Hehe, as to why it is this thing, we will continue to analyze it later.

Have a happy weekend, everyone!

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(End of this chapter)