elf detective agency

Yuan Zeyu rubbed his temples and then relaxed his nose from top to bottom.

He was really busy until midnight yesterday. Not only did he need to be vigilant at all times due to dangers, he also had to use his brain to come up with solutions.

She didn't even get enough sleep, and Wen Ya forced her to shout again.

Wenya, you are really elegant...

After relaxing a little, he explained helplessly: "You don't know what happened yesterday. I didn't take the initiative to intervene, but the police station insisted on my help. You said, as a good citizen of Cannes and a detective, , is there any way I can refuse?”

To put it bluntly, Yuan Zeyu knows much better than Wenya how dangerous Team Rocket is.

She only knew a little bit about the Rockets from the news, but he knew the entire Rockets organization from top to bottom, inside and out.

嘭

A roll of newspaper was thrown onto the desk again by Wen Ya, and her slender jade finger pointed at the headline in the middle of the newspaper.

"Rookie detective Yuan Zeyu helps the Cannes Police Department uncover Team Rocket's conspiracy"

Finally, he added a note, "Thank you to the Elf Detective Agency for your help."

Pick up the newspaper and read it carefully from cover to cover.

The newspaper only briefly described the process and did not tell the specific matters, so as not to cause unnecessary panic.

He put down the newspaper and pursed his lips.

Feeling that it wasn't enough, I picked up the slightly cold coffee next to me and took a small sip.

Smack your lips.

"Tsk, what the hell, do you need to publish it in such a big newspaper? It saved me all my advertising fees. It's really... so polite."

"Pi~~" Pichu also nodded in agreement.

happy~

Wenya glared at the echoing Pichu, which was so frightened that it immediately covered its mouth, not daring to say anything more.

"That's so polite. You are so candid. Didn't you see your name was posted in the middle?

Team Rocket already knows that you are the person who ruined their plan yesterday. They don’t know when they will come to trouble you, so you should just worry about your own life."

Wen Ya looked like she was in a state of hatred. Even though her face was full of anger, hidden worry could still be seen in her eyes.

Team Rocket is the largest underground organization in Cannes, no, not just Cannes, the entire Hangzhou Province.

Known for his ruthless tactics and no mercy in his attacks.

It is very common for someone to lose his life if he is not careful.

"But it also has advantages, right? At least for a short time, Team Rocket won't dare to attack me."

Yuan Zeyu is indeed very candid.

Although Team Rocket is powerful, they don't dare to act openly. As long as they take precautions, the danger is not as great as Wen Ya says.

In addition, Kang Cheng's plan was ruined, and Team Rocket's manpower was severely damaged. Now it is absolutely impossible to spare the strength to deal with him as a little detective.

They were still thinking about how to save as many resources and manpower as possible from the pursuit of the Cannes Police Department.

“Why can’t I see any benefit at all?”

Wen Ya glared angrily, the more frank Yuan Zeyu was, the more worried she became.

I was afraid that due to his careless personality, he would not understand the seriousness of the matter.

Wave your hand.

"Okay, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, Team Rocket will not be able to organize effective forces in Cannes in a short time. I am safe."

Wenya opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

He snorted heavily and sat on the chair opposite Yuan Zeyu, with his waist inserted and sulking.

Seeing that she said no more, Yuan Zeyu picked up the newspaper on the table again, looked at the content published on it, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Take a sip of coffee.

"Well, there are indeed benefits. Look, a newspaper as big as Cannes Morning Post, with its biggest headline, gave our detective agency what an advertising effect it is.

If we had paid for it ourselves, we probably wouldn’t have made so much after ten years of working. "

This is prostitution for free. What is the difference between it and prostitution for free?

I was very happy in my heart.

There is nothing more satisfying than having sex for free. If there is, it will definitely be free of prostitution twice.

"Coupled with the bonus from the Cannes Police Department, our food problem for this month will be solved. Do you think it's Pichu?"

"Skin"

Pichu, who was sitting on his shoulder, nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with little stars, as if he had seen a delicious energy cube and waved to it.

Don't know anything else about eating, it's very clear.

Having food money means there are energy cubes to eat.

Compared with ordinary food, energy cubes specifically for electric elves are of course its favorite.

Suddenly feeling a sharp gaze, Pichu's hair stood on end and his body froze.

Stiff turned his head as if mechanically, and when he saw Wenya's emotionless eyes, he trembled slightly and shrank towards Yuan Zeyu's neck.

Pichu: ┌. Д. ┐

Scared the elf to death.

Feeling the softness on his neck, Yuan Zeyu was amused.

Pat it on the head as a reassurance.

He said to Wen Ya: "Okay, now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, it's useless for you to complain. If you have this time, it's better to think more about making money like this."

Then he scratched his cheek with a headache, "Why didn't I know that becoming a trainer cost so much? It's like a bottomless pit..."

Wenya took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.

She knew that what Yuan Zeyu said was right. The matter had become a foregone conclusion. There was no point in complaining. If she had this time, it would be better to make more money and train the elves so that she could have stronger power to fight against Team Rocket's sudden attack in the future. .

"This is what I have sorted out in the past few days. The commissions you can accept during this period are arranged according to the amount of reward and the difficulty of the commission. Your previous recording method was really messy."

As he spoke, he took down a folder from the nearby bookshelf. It was not thick, but inside it was a detailed record of each commission, including specific goals, implementation difficulty, and remuneration.

And according to the difficulty of the tasks and rewards, they are classified from one star to five stars. One-star commissions are the easiest, and five-star commissions are the most difficult.

Yuan Zeyu took the folder with a surprised look on his face, opened it and took a few cursory glances.

"Wenya, it's great to have you here, but it's a pity that the summer vacation will end soon, and you, a top student who has been admitted to Hangzhou University, will officially start your university studies.

When you graduate, you probably won’t look down on a small place like mine. "

It seems to be sighing, and it seems to be self-deprecating.

Hearing this, Wenya frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again:

"Zeyu... Actually, you also have a chance to go back. Don't you want to go back to college? With your talent and ability, maybe you still have a chance..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yuan Zeyu reaching out.

I saw that his expression, which was originally joking, turned very serious.

"It goes without saying. You and I both understand that we can't go back."

Wenya's eyes darkened.

She knew that what Yuan Zeyu said was the truth, and it was just her fantasy.

As if feeling the solemn atmosphere, Piqiu quietly touched Yuan Zeyu's neck. His small hands covered with tiny fluff felt a little itchy, but very comfortable.

"Skin~~"

Being comforted by Piqiu, Yuan Zeyu felt much better.

Show a smile and rub its little head.

It fits nicely in one hand and feels quite comfortable with its soft fluff and soft ears.

While others pet cats, I pet Pichu

"Fortunately, you are here. Let's work hard together and let those people see."

All he can do now is live a better life. The better he is, the more uncomfortable he will make others.

"Pi" Pichu clasped his little hands, his eyes full of determination.

It's so small, it likes to see Yuan Zeyu smile the most. Anyone who makes Yuan Zeyu unhappy is...

Bad guy

Of course...except for elegance...

"Okay, let's see what commissions we can accept. Making money is the most important thing..."

He placed his eyes on the paper in the folder again and saw the first commission.

"emmmm...eh"