Savior Simulator

"It sounds like a goblin is playing tricks, or a ghost." Roger pondered while holding the goose feather pen.

"Anyway, let's go over and take a look!" Martin put on his coat and equipped himself with a shotgun. "If we can solve this problem, Mrs. Deber is willing to pay us 200 gold duga, or 300 gold duga for daily groceries, and the stationery and ink money owed before can be written off."

"Ha! It is not difficult to see from this that a small grocery store has a high profit margin!"

Roger smiled sarcastically.

"Wait a moment, my friend, let me finish this letter first."

Roger picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, writing hurriedly.

At the end of the letter, he confessed to Mr. Quinn that he and his partner were about to go out to handle the case.

"This is the first time that Martin and I have started a business properly. We have to work hard to make money to eat, so we can't talk much. I look forward to your reply."

Roger sealed the letter, followed Martin downstairs, and stuffed the letter into the mailbox.

"Landlord, let's go!"

Martin turned around and waved.

The hound ran down the stairs, rubbing its furry head affectionately with its owner's hand.

At the same time, the kitchen window on the first floor was also opened, and the landlord Mrs. Miller poked her head out, looking at Roger and Martin suspiciously.

"Did you call me just now?"

"Uh, no, no! Dear Mrs. Miller, you must have heard it wrong!" Martin smiled awkwardly and prevaricated.

"Mrs. Miller, let's go to the grocery store and see if we can help Mrs. Deber."

Rog took off his hat and waved to the landlady as a farewell.

"Martin, you should change the name of the hound." Roger turned around and whispered to his partner, "If this goes on, it will be exposed sooner or later."

"Haha... Let's talk about it later!" Martin laughed dryly, "The main reason is that the hound has become accustomed to this name. If it is changed, it will be confused..."

The two people and the dog walked towards the grocery store on the corner.

At this time, a postman in a green uniform drove a carriage over, took out the letter from the mailbox, and drove away.

When the back of the mail carriage faded out of the screen, this cutscene ended.

Gao Fei received a system prompt that he could now "descend the spirit".

He switched the game perspective to Roger.

The story stage has come to the grocery store. Across the counter sat a fat old man with a bald head and a red rosacea, which reminded Gao Fei of a clown in a circus.

This is the grocery store owner John Deber.

The old woman sitting next to him is Mrs. Deber who just visited the detective agency.

Behind the couple, there is a young woman wearing a headscarf, who is tidying up the shelves.

She looks about 20 years old, with a slim figure and a pretty face, but her skin is unhealthy and pale, and her eyes and eyebrows can't hide her melancholy.

This young lady is Tess, the only daughter of the Debers, who married a man named Angel Gray last year.

Soon after the marriage, Mr. Grey went to the Grabelen colony to do business, leaving his newlywed wife alone at home. No wonder Mrs. Grey seemed depressed.

"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Page! We have heard about your skills from Mrs. Miller, and we have also paid that greedy old woman a commission, so we might as well make some things clear in advance."

Mr. Deber lit his pipe, his face gloomy.

Gao Fei and Martin looked at each other.

They didn't know that Mrs. Miller actually took a commission from the client!

"This old woman is really good at scheming! She ate the previous one and the next one!" Martin couldn't help complaining.

Mr. D'Urber glanced at him and continued:

"If you two are really capable of solving this little trouble of my family as Mrs. Miller said, I will pay the agreed commission as promised, not a penny less!"

"If you mess up, I'm sorry, not only will you not get the commission, but you will also have to return the agency fee that Mrs. Miller took away. Is that okay?"

Gao Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Good guy!

Not only Mrs. Miller is good at scheming, but Mr. D'Urber is no less!

You two are really a match made in heaven!

Martin seemed to understand the mentality of the petty bourgeoisie better than his partner. He shrugged and frankly accepted the conditions offered by Mr. D'Urber.

Mrs. D'Urber looked back at her daughter, wanting to say something but stopping.

Tess also looked hesitant, biting her pale lips, and seemed to be struggling fiercely in her heart.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally came forward and asked her parents in a sad tone: "Do you have to do this?"

"Oh, dear! If you can keep quiet, it will be the greatest blessing from God to me!" Old man Deber tapped his pipe and said impatiently.

Gao Fei noticed that the old man looked at his daughter with a look of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

Strange, is Tess not his biological daughter?

How could a father show such a cold and rude attitude to his only daughter in front of guests.

Mrs. Deber's attitude towards her daughter was not much better than Mr. Deber's.

"Tess, go do your work, you don't have to worry about things here."

"But, mother..."

Tess wanted to say something, but was stopped by her mother with a stern look.

"Dear, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, Mr. Wayne and Mr. Page are both honest, steady and decent people. They won't go out and say anything, right?"

Mrs. Deber turned her head and looked at Gao Fei and Martin.

"Of course!" Martin assured, patting his chest, "Keeping clients' confidentiality unconditionally and not disclosing commission details under any circumstances is the number one rule in our industry!"

"Don't worry, Mrs. Grey, Martin and I are here to help you solve your troubles, not create new ones."

Gao Fei touched his coat pocket and took out a piece of paper.

"We can make a guarantee and never reveal any details that you don't want the outside world to know."

"That's so sweet of you, Mr. Wayne!"

Tess had tears in her eyes and seemed to be a very emotional woman.

"Please forgive my presumption, two kind gentlemen, if you find that poor little guy, if possible... just drive him away, and please don't hurt him..."

"Tess! What are you talking about?!"

Mr. d'Urberville was furious and slapped the table so hard that the coffee cup jumped.

Tess shrank back in fear, her thin shoulders couldn't help trembling, there were two tears in her eyes, and her delicate face became increasingly pale.

"Two gentlemen, don't listen to my daughter's nonsense, she doesn't understand anything!" Mr. Deborah said fiercely, still angry, "If you catch that damn ghost, you must eliminate him completely!"

"Ghost?" Goofy's heart moved, "Mr. Deborah, are you sure the one causing trouble in the grocery store is a ghost and not a naughty goblin?"