MM Racing Chapter 87: Can you find a house while running away?
Chapter 87: Can you find a house while running away?
"Very good." Charles smiled, satisfied with Klein's choice. He took a document from a drawer and handed it to Klein.
"The person who owes us money is named Emlyn White. He owes us over £1200, and he was supposed to pay it off a week ago."
Emlyn White… Klein examined the photo in the file:
A feminine appearance and respectable attire.
This person doesn't seem like someone who can't pay back the money. Could it really be a provocation against the guild?
"His home address and other information are all here." Charles interlaced his fingers and rested them on his chin. "You just need to find him within three days and bring him back."
"I'll do my best," Klein nodded.
Charles suddenly leaned forward and instructed Klein, "Oh, by the way, if you find him, remember to tell him that due to his breach of contract, we've decided to dispose of those 'treasures' he had temporarily mortgaged with us."
"What is 'baby'?" Klein asked, somewhat puzzled.
"You don't need to know, just tell him that."
……
After Klein left, Bart's burly figure emerged from the hidden door, bringing with him a scent of leather and tobacco.
"What do you think of Sherlock?" Charles asked.
"They must be extraordinary."
"I know, otherwise I wouldn't have actively recruited him in the first place." Charles glanced at his subordinate. "I'm asking if you think he meets the society's standards?"
Bart thought for a few seconds and replied:
"I think... it should be acceptable."
Bart wasn't stupid. His superior had given such a rewarding task to the other party, which clearly showed that he thought highly of Sherlock. All he had to do was go along with his superior's ideas.
"Hmm... let's see if he can find that vampire." Charles put down the documents in his hand and lay back in his chair.
"This society is really something. Those vampires are just as arrogant and annoying as those nobles, yet they always give in to them... Sigh..."
Hearing Charles's words, Bart suddenly realized something and asked in a low voice:
"Director, that vampire wasn't something you did on purpose..."
"Uh~ what did you say?" Charles tilted his head, seemingly not having heard his subordinate's words.
"It's nothing."
……
Bayam, Fragrant Tree Avenue.
"Strange, where did they go?"
"Were you just here?"
Several pirates who were following Lorne were puzzled when they saw the empty alley.
"Damn it! I clearly saw that kid run this way!" The leader of the pirates kicked the wall viciously.
He turned and glared at his men: "A bunch of useless trash! You can't even keep an eye on one person!"
"Boss, we really saw it..."
"Shut up! Go find it!"
……
"Bang!"
"Damn it, the door fell down right after I opened it facing the corner."
"Is this the basement?" Lorne dusted off his forehead, looking somewhat disheveled.
"This damn talisman..." He rubbed his lower back as he stood up and looked up at the ceiling, which was more than two meters high—where only a disappearing crack remained.
Having just realized he was surrounded, Lorne used the "Open Door" spell he had bought in Tingen a long time ago to open a door to a seemingly empty house nearby.
However, because it was my first time using it and I wasn't very familiar with it, the door ended up in a corner, and the door ended up being a hole in the ground.
"It looks like no one's been here for a long time." Lorne looked around the room, which appeared to be a basement.
"Laki, are you alright?" Lorne gently patted his handbag, but received no response.
"Meow!"
The orange cat had been squatting not far away, leisurely licking its paws.
"You're quite clever..."
Lorne activated his spiritual vision and scanned his surroundings.
In the deep blue expanse, there were only bare cement walls and a few spider webs.
There was no sound coming from upstairs, so it seemed that this was indeed an abandoned house... Lorne made his judgment.
He went to the basement door, grabbed the doorknob, and pulled hard—but it didn't budge.
"Um?"
Lorne frowned, grabbed the handles with both hands and pulled hard, but the door wouldn't budge.
"Damn it..." He took two steps back and stretched his shoulders. Although the "monster" pathway is not known for its strength, a Sequence 8 physique should be able to open a door.
"what……"
"This door is sealed really tight!"
"Meow..." Rachel squatted down next to him and tilted her head to look at him.
"Don't rush, I'll try again." Lorne gritted his teeth, this time bracing his feet against the wall and pulling the doorknob back with all his might.
"Clatter"
The door lock finally broke under the strain. Lorne looked at the door he had yanked open—the door panel was heavy, the lock was sophisticated, and it seemed out of place in this empty basement.
It feels like they're trying to hide something obvious.
Could it be that something is hidden in this basement?
No, my spiritual vision didn't reveal anything either, and there weren't any boxes or anything like that in the basement.
"Forget it, it's someone else's house, I can't control how they decorate it..." Lorne put some inappropriate thoughts aside, gently pushed open the basement door, and a ray of light shone in.
"I'm sorry, I'll come back to make up for the damage to the door when I have the chance." Lorne muttered to himself as he looked at the door he had torn.
After confirming there was no movement upstairs, Lorne turned and called out, "Rachi, we..."
Before he could finish speaking, he noticed that the orange cat was carrying something in its mouth.
Upon closer inspection, Lorne realized it appeared to be a leather bag.
"Where did this come from?" He crouched down and took the bag from Lachi's mouth.
The cat took the opportunity to lick Lorne's hand a few times, making him feel ticklish.
The moment the clasp was opened, a stack of documents slid out. In the dim light filtering through the doorway, Lorne recognized them—the property registration documents!
Lorne was incredibly surprised; these few sheets of paper were the house's documentation, commonly known as the deed.
And there's more than one building!
"Let me see, Bayam Fragrant Tree Avenue..."
"Buildings 12 to 16 are all like that."
"It seems this room is one of them." Looking at the documents in front of him, Lorne fell into thought, a question coming to mind.
Such an important document cannot be simply thrown on the ground.
"Well…"
He recalled his "door-opening spell," and a reasonable guess came to mind.
"Could it have been buried in the wall and brought down with it when the 'door' was opened...?"
"There are no names on the file, could it be from the black market?"
"Sigh, I wonder which unlucky guy it was."
A series of questions popped into Lorne's mind, and he suddenly made a joke:
"By the way, what would happen if I took these documents?"
……
pedal!pedal!pedal!
Danitz ran as fast as he could, and the scene before him began to sway.
"Damn steel."
They found out about me so quickly.
"The contact point has also been taken over."
"Cough cough..." Danitz coughed up a mouthful of blood, his steps gradually faltering.
"No, I can't just die like this..."
"I haven't been able to go back... to prove it to the old man..."
The excruciating pain from his wound gradually blurred his consciousness. In his dazed state, he remembered the figure who had toyed with him twice.
"Monkey Brando."
Although he's a newbie, he seems like a good person. Finding him will allow us to get the information out.
……
"Meow"
"Quiet, Rachel. Those people might still be nearby."
Having escaped from No. 13 Fragrant Tree Avenue, Lorne cautiously surveyed his surroundings, his "Phantom" poised to strike.
"Bang!"
A figure suddenly stumbled out from around the corner and fell heavily to his knees.
"It's you...that's great..."
"Watch out..." Danitz struggled to lift his head, "'Steel'..."