Will...will...will be the eldest?!

When Sherlock saw the red-haired girl who was smiling like a flower, for a moment, he felt absurd, weird, terrifying and other emotions, and rushed up from his heart, causing his brain to fall into blankness, and he seemed to have lost consciousness and stood there in a daze.

This...how is this possible?!

President Shirley, how could she sit on the same dining table with Mr. Yasen? She was having breakfast happily. The two of them were like old friends, with no nervous atmosphere at all. Moreover, there was a smile on her face, and she took the initiative to release kindness to Mr. Yasen...

President, what are you doing... Sherlock's heart echoed with a roar. The next moment, he felt the diner next to him. Someone patted his shoulder and signaled him to give way-

"Sir, please don't block the aisle."

"terribly sorry!"

Sherlock came to his senses and stopped blocking the aisle. When he calmed down again, he immediately thought of another reason.

No, the president is reliable in doing things, and she has reasons for everything.

After Sheriel knew my location, she might not be alarmed, but instead found a reason to peek at the situation first. Yes, it must be like this. Anyway, no one knows her identity, so she can pretend to be an innocent passerby and first mingle into the hotel to check my situation.

I am worthy of being the president, and I think more thoughtful than me!

Thinking of this, Sherlock had a choice in his heart. He picked up the dining plate, pretended not to know Sherry, and took the initiative to face the dining table where the two were. At this moment, Sherlock was ready to perform a double act with Sherry!

Work together to deceive that Mr. Yasen!

Sherlock believes that the president will definitely cooperate with his performance and decide on his action based on his "feedback" and treat Mr. Yasen with what attitude to treat Mr. Yasen. Sherlock is even ready. If the situation is not good, cooperate with Sherlock to capture Mr. Yasen with Shirley!

This...it's a tough battle!

Sherlock's heart was a little solemn, but he did not retreat. He pretended to be relaxed and happy on the surface, and sat down next to Surman. He pulled the chair away, and his hips were half attached to the chair. His whole body seemed relaxed but he was actually alert.

"Mr. Yasen, who is this beautiful and charming lady?"

Sherlock pretended not to know each other, asked casually, and scraped butter on the bread on his plate with spoon.

His actions made the two people on the dining table pause in their conversation. The next moment, the pressure contained in the four eyes was on him, which made Sherlock feel extremely nervous, but he still pretended to be relaxed and normal, and reached out to Sherlock directly opposite him: "I am Sherlock, I'm very happy to know you, such a beautiful lady... Are you Mr. Yasen's friend?"

"Oh my God, please forgive my presumption. If I didn't know Mr. Yasen, I almost thought you were his daughter!"

Sheriel looked at him quietly, and her beautiful brown eyes reflected her seemingly relaxed prodigal son. She continued for several seconds. She had no intention of reaching out or speaking, and she just kept the doll-like silence.

She... Why didn't she respond?! President, what did you agree to have a tacit understanding... Sherlock was extremely anxious. Just as he was about to be unable to withstand the pressure, there was sweating on his forehead. Suddenly, Surman next to him spoke gently-

"Are the members of your association so unrestrained on weekdays?"

Because it was in the buffet restaurant, Surman did not point out the term "New Order Society", but used the "association" as a nickname. Anyway, as a region with developed mining, the Cangxue Mountains are composed of various private workers, and small associations formed by various private workers are emerging one after another.

Using the word association will not attract other people's suspicion.

What......What does it mean?! Sherlock almost jumped up when he heard this. He thought he was not showing his flaws. Could it be that there was something wrong with the president and his identity was known by Mr. Yasen? But why are they still sitting at the dining table and having breakfast together?

For a moment, Sherlock's brain was like a paste, unable to understand what was happening in front of him.

"no."

Sheriel glanced at him, with a faint disgust in her beautiful eyes, as if she didn't want to know this person. However, she still gave Surman a face and gently picked up the fried sausage on the plate with a fork, and put it into her rosy and seductive cherry lips:

"We will help you find materials, and in return, some commissions of the New Order will be handed over to you."

"They are not low in difficulty, most of them are things that are inconvenient to us..."

When Surman heard this, a familiar voice came from his ears. It was him who triggered the plot event. This time it was the difficulty level of lv35, which was slightly higher than the "Son of Gold". After the task was completed, a lot of experience and Sherry's personal favorability was rewarded. Judging from the situation, Sherry may have a "deputy position" on her body, and she needs to satisfy her personal favorability. The "deputy position" reward can be triggered until a certain stage.

Simply put, she is similar to a professional mentor, and the ‘deputy position’ may be unique. Of course, this is the determination of identity on the character panel and does not represent the real identity in the Eternal Night World.

In reality, Sheriel doesn't know about the panel. As an aboriginal, she doesn't know that she has become Surman's reward. The latter is preparing to win her favorability to trigger the deputy reward on the panel.

Although the entire mission is not as good as the plot reward of "Son of Gold", the overall reward is not bad. It should be the core mission in the plot direction of [New Order Club].

Surman worked hard for so long and finally triggered the hidden plot behind [New Order Club]...

"No problem, a fair deal."

Surman agreed to the other party's proposal, and he would definitely not refuse. He finally figured out this point and did not take out all the mission rewards on Sherry and squeezed them out completely. I was really sorry for her night attack that took the initiative to come to her.

Transaction...cooperation...commitment within the meeting... Hearing the communication between the two, Sherlock was stunned and had a vague premonition in his heart. The next moment, he saw Sherry reaching out his hand, and a blood-like seal on her right arm flashed away.

"We have all signed an agreement, Mr. Yasen, please believe my sincerity."

Sherry's serious attitude fell into Sherlock's eyes. For a moment, his expression almost couldn't be controlled, and he felt shocked in his heart. He also understood the reason why the two of them were sitting at the dining table together.

Originally... Originally!

The president had come to rescue him long ago and fought with Mr. Yasen, but she was defeated and forced to sign a contract paper, just like what they had encountered in the car... It was... I who harmed the president!

It turned out that the president had fallen into the trap... Sherlock collapsed on the chair and completely believed his inference.

For a moment, his heart was completely lost and his eyes lost their agility.

Then, Sherlock heard the two of them exchanged—

"Then how can I contact you?"

"Just let Sherlock stay by your side and follow your instructions. If you want to contact us, he knows how to contact us."
Chapter completed!