They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 171 New job!
Riya: "..."

He opened his mouth to explain something, but at this moment he felt that words were powerless.

What can he say.

You fools don't understand the joy of being diligent and thrifty and adding up to a small amount?
The scene was very strange for a while, but Riya was a professional and he quickly pretended that nothing happened and asked why Evander was here.

"Oh, me, you may not be able to tell, but I am the boss of a detective agency, and my task is to supervise those steam monsters to prevent them from causing trouble... This is my business card."

As he spoke, he was about to take out his business card, but soon realized that Riya was blind. Riya could only explain that her eyes could not see the light very well, but she could still barely see some things clearly through the black cloth.

"So miraculous?"

Evander exclaimed incredulously, and then gave the business card to Riya, and Riya pretended to put the business card in front of her eyes.

"Evande Charlie, a detective from the Taladoma Street Detective Agency, can do anything for money, including tutoring students in their homework and helping students with their homework..."

"It doesn't sound very reliable, and the last name Charlie doesn't look long..."

"Don't think it's unreliable. We can earn ten pieces of paper by helping you write an assignment."

"I take back what I just said." Riya now feels that this is a good way to make money. If you open a tutoring class and charge by the hour, won't it make a lot of money?
"So come and work here. I can't watch my new friends being so poor that they pick up garbage. You know that all the beggars here have bought houses. How can you compete with them for performance?"

Evander said to Riya seriously, but Riya thought about it and realized that this thing had nothing to do with the supernatural. If he was not sick, he might seriously consider it, but now his own safety is a problem.

The most important thing is that this person seems unreliable.

"By the way, you just said you were going to investigate steam cars. Why did you want to investigate them?"

"This involves a very serious issue. I am short of an assistant. You can be my assistant and I will explain it to you in detail."

"Who will be your assistant?"

Riya was very disdainful.

An hour later, they sat across from each other in the coffee shop. Riya picked up the coffee with a somewhat ugly expression and added a sugar cube to it. His top hat was placed on the table.

Evander spread his hands: "I wonder if you have heard of the argument that the development of machinery is the origin of disaster."

"From the moment humans discovered steam, new monsters have been born, depriving the poor of their freedom,
The roar of machinery and the pollution of black smoke.

In the shadow of the rich is the suffering of another group of people. Many people are even overworked to death because of their slavery, and have to live in mechanical disasters throughout their lives. "

"So you want to smash those industrial products?"

Riya was not surprised by this concept. He had seen too many similar things, but Evander shook his head. He took out a photo, which was in black and white. It showed a group of workers.

This thing looks normal at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that their faces are stiff and their limbs are arranged strangely, which makes people think of those inanimate machines for no reason.

They laughed together. I don’t know if it was due to the reflection of the camera, but none of these people’s eyes had pupils.

"You see, these people have already had problems, and the photo was taken at the Cantero factory half a month ago."

"What's wrong with this factory?" Riya has gradually discovered some abnormalities, and his intuition tells him that these things are related to the supernatural.

And Evander's answer did not disappoint him. "The Cantelo Factory is located in the suburbs not far from here, and it is guarded by the nobles of South Adelin. Now that there are suspected supernatural events in the factory, it is difficult not to make people suspect that South Adelin is Some of the steam engines have problems.”

"I know you may think my behavior and the way I speak are very unreasonable, but I still hope someone can support my point of view. We must investigate this matter clearly, otherwise more people will be trafficked like me. Collide."

"Getting hit by a car may not be the issue here..."

Riya took a sip of coffee and put down the tea cup. He originally didn't want to care about this matter, but after listening to Evander's explanation, he discovered that the pollution here was already involved with the nobles.

And aren’t the nobles of South Adelin the Sikal family?

This might be a good breakthrough, and the detective can also be regarded as a kind of hunter, so Riya agreed to Evander's invitation.

Of course, he doesn't care about the other party's control over food and housing. These are secondary. The most important thing is to seize those people's leverage. The more the better.

Those people are so capable, and Riya is very interested in where their confidence comes from.

After the drink was bottomed, the young man put the hat back on his head and straightened it up: "I hope we can have a happy cooperation, although I don't know why you want to find me, a blind man."

"Hey, don't belittle yourself like that. I just want to avenge my legs. Besides, our work is very easy. With a job, you shouldn't have to pick up trash anymore."

"That's really grateful."

Riya soon found another wooden box that no one wanted on the street. He was about to pick it up, but Evander pulled him away directly.

The so-called easy work may be true. Riya relaxed a lot in the next few days. The only problem was that her fingers were sore from doing homework for some lazy students.

In a detective agency on Taladoma Street, Riya was sitting at the desk reading a book by the light of a kerosene lamp. Suddenly the doorbell rang, and someone walked in and looked at Riya with bright eyes, holding a stack of books in his arms. Book.

"Mr. Kercha, your tutor praised you for what you wrote before. He said he had never seen such a bold paper before and hoped to see more content like this, so I am here to trouble you again..."

"Joel, I think you should do this kind of thing yourself. Relying on others to write papers cannot really improve you."

"Come on Kercha, we all know you're the best."

"Why don't you go find Evander?"

"He is illiterate compared to you."

"Hey!"

The child piled the books and papers on the table, took out a silver coin as payment and ran out in a hurry. It seemed that he really didn't want to write a paper by himself.

And Riya had begun to regret that he could still see something clearly with his eyes. He reluctantly put away the silver coins and looked at the title of this paper.

"On the development of steam and the introduction of electricity... Evander would be happy to talk about this in detail."

Riya supported his forehead with one hand and flipped through the reference books. After a while, he couldn't help but complain.

"I didn't expect that even though I'm here, I still can't escape the fate of making up papers."

(End of this chapter)