There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

"Old John, do you still know about the Red Hood?"

The police officer said with a smile, but pushed him forcefully to the police car: "Stop being glib, be honest."

Old John suddenly felt wronged, he had indeed been in a transparent state for a long time in the gang, but he didn't get the news from above!

"What I said was true, true!"

Old John got into the car with a sad face, and the others yelled as if they heard it: "That's right, we were robbed by him a few days ago!"

The policeman chuckled: "It's safe to say you're lying, the red hood will rob you? Then what are you talking about he robbed?"

A person with pierced ears said unconvinced: "Jack told me himself that the Red Hood not only beat him up, but also took Jack's new coat!"

If they are so unprofessional, only this group of gangsters at the bottom of society will feel that they can really deceive others.

The police officer shook his head, ignoring the sound of their arguing again, and closed the car door behind his back.

***

"Hey, where's Tony?"

Samuel held a half-person-high courier box in one hand and asked suspiciously.

413's recently obsessed human dog blood plot has just come to an end. Taking advantage of the precious commercial time, it took the time to reply: "It seems that I went to find Jason with Sherlock... What, you have something to do with him?"

Samuel gestured to the big box in his hand: "When I came back, I happened to meet the courier. I saw it was his and took it back."

Since Tony is not at home, Samuel is going to put his heavy courier on the display cabinet in the public area.

It happened that when Clark came back from outside, he saw the landlord holding a courier that was taller than him in his arms. He enthusiastically stepped forward and wanted to take the courier.

"Samuel, let me get it for you."

"No, no need, this one is actually quite heavy...huh?"

Samuel was still rejecting the other party's kindness, but suddenly felt a lightness in his arms, and the box that blocked his sight suddenly disappeared.

Samuel looked at the new tenant delicately: "Well...can you hold it?"

"Uh, it's a little heavy, but I have a lot of strength, so I think it's okay." Clark pretended to be relaxed.

The moment he took the express box over, Clark felt something was wrong—it wasn't that he couldn't lift such a express, but the weight in his hand was still too heavy for a normal person.

Thinking of his relaxed performance, Clark couldn't help straightening his back.

He quietly glanced at the items under the package, and saw that there were neatly packed metal lumps in his arms.

Clark: "..."

Clark changed the subject: "It's really heavy, are you going to take it back to the room?"

Samuel's gaze rested on his unshakable arm for a few seconds, and he admired from the bottom of his heart: "You are really strong——this is not my thing, just put it over there."

I don't know how many times I've heard someone say this to Clark: "...Isn't it, as I said at the beginning, I have great strength."

Clark, who almost exposed his abnormal strength, was secretly relieved. Fortunately, the other party did not suspect anything.

only……

Clark followed behind Samuel, and after putting down the courier, he couldn't help but glance at the well-built landlord.

Clark still remembers that when he took over, Samuel was holding the courier with one hand, and the other hand was holding the other side of the box.

Why is Samuel so strong?Such a box of metal blocks, why shouldn't ordinary people be able to move it with one hand?

Clark thought to himself, could it be said that the owner of 413 is a mage who is also extremely talented in strength?

That's right, Clark actually thought that Samuel was a mysterious urban mage - don't think this is nonsense, because of his own particularity, Clark had already inadvertently learned about magic when he listened to everything in the world in his early years The presence.

As a person who knows too many mysterious inside stories, Clark certainly knows that there is magic in this world, and most of the mysterious creatures are real.

Knowing this, Clark acquiesced that Samuel was a mysterious mage, and he regarded 413 as the magic work of the other party.

Samuel didn't know anything about the tenant's suspicion, he just wondered why Tony and the others suddenly settled down recently.

Don't think that Samuel is missing them - the poor landlord is only paid for his work, both to report to Mr. Mystery in London and to work for the richest man in the United States.

Thanks to Clark for his help, the two said goodbye near the elevator.

Samuel, who was walking on the stairs, asked about the situation of Sherlock and Tony in his mind: "413, are Tony still with Jason?"

413 was once again addicted to the drama of human ethics, and Samuel called it twice before returning to his senses: "Ah? Oh, you are asking Jason?"

In Samuel's silence, 413 Sansan paused the video: "I won't just look at the privacy of the contractor, I can only observe the living status..."

Samuel: "Then is there a way for me to go to Gotham to find them? It's fine to go once in a while. If something happens to Sherlock and the others in another world, will our reputation of 413 still be lost?"

"There's no such thing as fame." 413 muttered softly.

Don't think it doesn't know, the name of 413 in Boston is the ghost house. Even if the tenant disappears, it's just adding real cases to its nickname.

However, Samuel's request is also reasonable, and as a partner, 413 is still very talkative in this regard: "As long as there is a tenant who signs a contract, you can go directly to the corresponding city by saying the name of the other party silently in your heart."

Samuel: So gay.

Although he felt that the transmission method of 413 was too shameful, but in order to save money, Samuel still held the doorknob and cue Jason in his heart.

... No, it's really too gay!

Samuel wiped his face when he opened the door, and he made up his mind that he must make money, a lot of money.Never save money this way again!

"Samuel?" *3

Facing the three pairs of eyes, Samuel silently raised his hand: "Hi?"

"What are you doing here?" Another trio.

Samuel hesitated for a moment: "Uh, care about the safety of the tenants?"

Tony & Sherlock: "..."

When Jason saw Samuel, several thoughts went through his mind.

Did the other party realize that he had planted a bomb here?Or do you have other considerations for coming to Gotham?

"Samuel," 413's voice was a little puzzled: "Why do I feel that there are a lot of bombs here?"

"you sure?"

"I'm sure!" 413 vowed, "The environment in Gotham is too bad, why are these things thrown everywhere!"

Samuel: No, I don't think it's littering.

Seeing the stalemate between Jason and Sherlock at a glance, Samuel couldn't help being thankful that he arrived in time.

Otherwise, they would be blown up, and the three tenants would not know how they died.

"413, can you dismantle all the bombs?"

"Of course!" 413 said proudly, "It's just a house cleaning, and it can be done in minutes."