Chapter 2550 Dear Mr. Detective 01
The night in Book Harbor City was shrouded in damp fog.
The gas lamp cast a dim light at the street corner, and Jinchen woke up on a remote bench in a remote street of this city.
Ling Gun turned into a soft white ball and squatted quietly on his shoulder.
[Transmitting plot memory...]
Jinchen got very little plot this time.
The villain in this world is called Alrick. As a detective of Shadow Language Agency, Alrick almost lost his life in a case in Book Harbor City - the death of a noble young master.
Book Harbor City is far away from the political center. It is home to several old aristocratic families and is quite prosperous. The neighboring city is Bayar City, which is known as the city of sin.
Alrick's Shadow Language Detective Agency is located in a cylindrical house at the junction of two cities.
The protagonist, Vincent Olga, is this deceased noble young master.
He was found dead in the study of Count Olga's estate, dressed in his most gorgeous dress, sitting in an armchair, with Dante's "Divine Comedy" open in front of him, turned to the Inferno, and a black orchid in his hand.
The police hastily concluded the case was suicide or accidental ingestion, but Count Eugene Olga, the head of the family, was convinced that it was homicide and a provocation against his family, so he invited Alrick to investigate.
Everyone in the manor has his own plans, and the real murderer is unclear. When Alrick is about to get to the truth, he returns to the cylindrical house to sort out the clues, but what awaits him are books filled with kerosene and an unexpected fire.
Jinchen's identity this time is Cyril, a new detective who is about to join the Yingyu Detective Agency.
He had contacted Alric by letter a few days ago and agreed to report to the office tonight.
Jinchen stood up, straightened his coat, and walked towards the office.
To reach the Shadow Language Agency, one must pass through the red-light district, which is known as the hell of decadence by the locals.
The nights here are never quiet; ambiguous whispers and the sudden sound of breaking glass can be heard from the dark alleys from time to time.
Anyone who can walk freely here is not ordinary.
Jinchen was about to cross the last narrow street when he was suddenly attracted by the movement at the alley entrance.
A sturdy man was surrounded by two blonde girls, one on each side. Their teasing was sweet and greasy, and really a bit noisy.
The man had a good build, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
Jinchen paused slightly and glanced over indifferently.
Just at this moment, the man also raised his eyes.
His half-suppressed gaze pierced through the ambiguous light, and his narrow, white eyes, like Medusa's green pupils, were cold and ferocious.
Jinchen stopped where he was.
I recognized her as his wife right away!
[Detected the villain in this world's plot, triggering the blackening value, the current blackening value is 95! ]
Jinchen: "..."
Jinchen stared at them from across a half-width road.
Alric no longer paid attention to the girl beside him, and took a half step back. There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were completely cold.
"Well, my two beautiful ladies, that's enough for the show."
As soon as the words fell, the two girls' expressions suddenly changed and short knives slipped out of their sleeves.
Alric reacted extremely quickly. He grabbed one person's wrist with one hand and broke it cleanly. The sound of broken bones could be clearly heard.
Jinchen leaned against the lamppost on the opposite corner of the street, watching quietly, feeling a lot more relieved.
Alric's actions were brutal, and even across the street one could sense the murderous aura.
He glanced at Alric's suede suit, which couldn't hide his muscular figure, and had no doubt that he could kill a man with a single punch.
But watching such violent fights is even more enjoyable because the protagonist is Alric.
Jinchen watched Alrick quickly and efficiently deal with the two women, and his eyes inadvertently swept behind him, where a dark shadow was quietly rushing out from behind the oil barrel.
Jinchen raised his chin and kindly pointed to the oil barrel behind Alrick.
Alric didn't even look back. He grabbed the attacker by the scruff of the neck and slammed him face down into a nearby oil drum, smashing him to pieces.
He then turned around, pulled out a white handkerchief from the inside pocket of his suit, and slowly wiped the blood off his fingers.
Then, Alric raised his green eyes and looked at the man across the street. His eyelids drooped as he watched the man approach.
Jinchen didn't avoid or give way, but walked across the street towards him.
They were all looking at each other.
The murderous aura around Alric had not yet subsided, but he looked like a gentleman in a suit and tie, standing elegantly with a smile on his lips.
A dangerous yet fascinating contradiction.
The flesh on the thighs fills out the trousers, making even the thinnest waist appear extraordinarily powerful.
It's hard to believe this is just a detective.
Looking at Alric's eyes filled with rage and indifference, Jinchen thought to himself.
Likewise, Alric was also confused.
The man in front of him had cold white skin, more exquisite than a dressed-up noble, almost dazzling in the night. He was tall and straight, with his coat casually open.
He looked more like a noble young man who had sneaked out of a banquet.
In short, it is out of place on this dirty street.
Alrick was still very alert, and when Jinchen stopped in front of him, far closer than social etiquette allowed, Alrick's alertness turned into murderous intent.
"You have good observation skills, sir." Alric spoke first.
Jin Chen glanced at the shapeless corpse on the ground, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Thank you for the compliment."
"But that's not enough reason for you to kill him, right?"
Before he could finish his words, Alric's fist came at him with a sound of wind.
Jinchen raised his hand to block, holding his wrist, and his fingertips brushed against Alric's cheek, which felt warm and stained with fresh blood.
Jinchen's blue eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was not too fast, appearing lazy and curious.
"Were you kissed by them just now, sir?"
Alric: “?”
He was stunned, and an inexplicable, absurd and sudden feeling of guilt swept through his heart.
Alric sneered, "Are you looking for death, or should you go find a doctor to have your brain sawed open?"
"Is there?" Jinchen repeated, looking at him inquiringly.
"No."
Alrick lost his patience, grabbed Jinchen's shoulders, and tried to throw him against the wall.
Jinchen took advantage of the situation and deftly wrapped his arms around his neck, pushing him down. He slowly raised his head and looked into his light green eyes.
A cool kiss landed on the corner of Alric's lips that was bleeding.
Alric's body tensed, his pupils contracted, yet he could actually sense a sweetness mixed with blood between his lips and teeth, like a poisonous flower quietly blooming at midnight, capable of stimulating a rapid heartbeat.
Before he could taste anything, Jinchen broke free lightly, and her fingertips seemed to accidentally brush against his chin again.
"Have a nice evening, sir."
Jinchen turned and stepped into the shadows, quickly disappearing at the end of the alley.
Alric stood there, rubbing his fingertips across the stinging corners of his lips, staring at the direction he disappeared in, his eyes dim and unclear.
As per his usual style, he would chase after him and eliminate this dangerous and strange man.
但今晚不行。
Alric took out his pocket watch, checked the time, cursed softly, turned around and walked away quickly.
"Your Excellency, the Lord God, surely doesn't know that you will be meeting soon." Ling Gungun uttered a sigh.
A faint smile flashed across Jinchen's eyes.
The night is still long.
