early morning.

The scorching sun at dawn shines on the earth, injecting vitality and making the entire city of Lundan lively.

A few minutes before the sun rose, the fog that had settled all night slowly dissipated. The two seemed to have reached an agreement, and they had a tacit agreement to never meet each other.

Wayne sat at his desk and wrote furiously. In order to make the dog happy, he had been investigating pet shelters and following up on incident reports for the past two days. He didn't even have time to write a diary, but he was very busy.

Wayne named him Abin because he was a Doberman.

At first I was going to call him Adu, but then I thought it was inappropriate. The main reason was that the dog was too tall and couldn't get under the car.

The pet shelter incident has basically come to an end.

Several employees who were attacked by Abin were hospitalized with high fevers. On the first day, the public expressed sympathy for them, but on the second day, it was reversed. It was entirely their own fault for being attacked by vicious dogs.

The citizens were disgusted, especially the owners who kept their pets in shelters. They were so aggrieved that they wanted to go to the hospital for physical examination.

When the director saw that it was okay, he helped several employees reduce their fevers regardless of the consequences and sent them out of the hospital as quickly as possible.

It's impossible to be hospitalized. Don't ask, it's because there are not enough beds.

The hospital's operations were not reasonable at all, or even illegal, but when public dissatisfaction boiled over, no one dared to stand up and find fault.

The flow is too big, so you have to consider whether you will be overwhelmed before speaking.

On the contrary, traffic also means an outlet, which is a great opportunity to publicize the establishment of a character. No, many congressmen joined the condemnation team, denounced the pet shelter's irregular management order, and gained a lot of reputation.

At this time, Lundan has updated the animal protection version, and this wave of traffic is still making money. In the future, Wayne does not need to spend money, and most of the money will be paid by the donors themselves.

Several employees were kicked out of the hospital, and that night, Abin stayed away from home. He fell in love with the game of chase and escape, and recognized Wayne's ability, willing to be a lackey and dedicating his future to his master.

After subduing the first vengeful spirit, Wayne didn't rush to sign the second one. He didn't have enough magic power to support one lackey. If he had two lackeys, he would have a high chance of being backlashed.

Speaking of which, Abin is actually very easy to maintain and does not consume much magic power every day.

Especially at night, it can blend into the fog, greatly reducing Wayne's magic expenditure. In other words, the dog is very sensible, knowing that his family is not rich, so he will hunt and find food by himself.

Dogs don't mind the family's poverty, that is, dogs, if replaced by cats...

Well, you can't say that. Cats actually don't care whether you are rich or poor, because cats will look down on you regardless of whether you are rich or not.

Closer to home, Wayne was busy running around during the day and was not idle at night, gradually figuring out the correct way to open the Spirit of Vengeance.

Abin comes to his senses as soon as night comes, and the areas covered by the fog can travel unimpeded.

In the fog, Abin's various qualities are greatly enhanced, and his speed, strength, and endurance are astonishing. With the cover of the fog, he can not only achieve invisibility and sneaking, but also use the fog to exert magic-like superpowers.

Success is also foggy, failure is also foggy!

Once he leaves the area covered by the fog, which is the city of Lundam, Wayne must use his own magic power to keep Abin alive. This is a very terrifying number, and it is impossible to drain Wayne dry.

During the day, Abin was in a state of depression, with all his qualities greatly weakened, and he looked as if he was about to die.

If the sun shines on it, the fog covering the bones will dissipate, leaving only a bare skeleton.

In the same way, Wayne can also use magic power to add a night buff to Abin. Similarly, the magic power consumption is terrible, and he cannot afford to keep a dog during the day.

So Wayne only allowed Abin to be active at night. During the day, Abin would dig a hole in the backyard of the detective agency and bury himself without the owner's orders.

All in all, after being transformed by the Book of Greed, the resentful spirit was transformed into a spirit of vengeance and became a magical being, which is currently Wayne's most powerful help.

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Freeing up time, Wayne started working on the investigation file of the small town of Kafuno, deleting a large amount of space and erasing traces of the extraordinary, making the file look nothing special.

Afterwards, Wayne opened his diary and truthfully wrote down the client's praise for him. He also spent a small part of the page praising himself for his excellent character and excellent professionalism.

Inspiration exploded, and his ideas surged forward. He wrote more and more, almost more than 5,000 words, and after finishing writing, he felt that he still had more to say.

It doesn't matter if there are no readers for the time being. As long as he keeps updating and puts the diary in a conspicuous place, sooner or later, a beautiful girl will discover his goodness.

"That's it, too much is not enough, too much is not good, readers will get bored."

With these things done, Wayne opened the door of the detective agency and waited for business to come.

No money!

In order to please Gouzi, he spent all his savings and squandered all the money he earned from the eldest lady's pocket. He was once again faced with the dilemma of having no money to pay the rent.

Wayne didn't think there was anything wrong. He couldn't save money when it was time to spend it. He just felt aggrieved. Why didn't the eldest lady come to help the poor? The only thing left in the family was potatoes.

Wayne sat waiting for business to come to his door, took out today's newspaper and flipped through it, catching up on follow-up matters at the pet shelter and browsing recent anecdotes.

As a detective, Wayne subscribed to a large number of newspapers and magazines and developed the habit of listening to the radio.

Recently switching to a magician job, he started paying attention to the gossip section again, using the perspective of a magician to look for clues and truths hidden in the gossip weekly.

This is all information!

"Continuous missing persons cases, suspected of human trafficking, most of the victims are young women aged 16 to 24..."

"Another mechanic was stabbed to death last night. This is the third vicious attack on a mechanic this month. After many years, the shadow of the Ripper has once again enveloped London..."

"The police call for reducing night travel in the near future..."

Wayne looked along the pages one by one and frowned: "God bless, no, God bless these bastards when they encounter Veronica while walking at night."

"Having said that, the missing persons case and the attack on the mechanic were both at night, so the criminal must not be an ordinary person."

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly. It was necessary for Abin to be active. Don't chase those employees all night long. They are a bunch of scum. Just take the time to have fun. If you are deeply in love, you will bury yourself!

"Wayne, here I come!"

Willy's energetic voice came from the door of the detective agency. Wayne looked up and saw that she was indeed very lively.

Wayne was quite disappointed not to see Veronica, and wrote the word directly on his face.

Willy shook her fist angrily, copied the newspaper in Wayne's hand and read: "I bet that the prisoners are not ordinary people, they are all villains from the Free Mage Alliance, especially the black magicians who will attack women from time to time to collect evil spirits.

Bloody spellcasting props.”

Wayne nodded, he thought so too.

"Stop reading this. Do you know the recent front-page news? The largest pet shelter in the East District has closed. It is very close to the warehouse district. We passed by there before." Willie quickly flipped through the newspaper.

"Heard something."

"A bunch of bastards, if they fall into my hands, I will definitely break their legs." Willie said through gritted teeth.

No need to!

Wayne shook his head. He advised the girl to be kind. If her legs were broken and she couldn't escape, Abin would not be happy anymore.

"If you don't talk about these bad things, what are you doing here today?"

"Come and give you a gift!"

Willie put down the newspaper, put her hands on her hips and raised her chin, as if she was coming to praise me.

Where is the gift?

Wayne lowered his head and looked at it. He saw that his capital was quite strong. Although not as good as Chris by visual inspection, he was definitely better than Veronica.

One thing to say, although this generous gift is somewhat different from what he expected, but...
Chapter completed!