They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 176 Detective’s Work

"That man looks much smarter than you, Shival."

"Goo-"

Little Shivall continued to turn his head. Sometimes he couldn't understand what the host was saying, but the tone seemed to be a compliment to him.

Since it is a compliment, of course it is very happy. Parents do not often praise others, but it is definitely the one that gets the most praise.

Thinking about it, it rolled excitedly on the ground, and the tips of its feathers gradually transformed into tentacles that scratched the ground.

Seeing its appearance, Ria could roughly guess what it was thinking, and couldn't help but hold its forehead.

The separation of Little Swaar II does not seem to have much impact on the mythical creature itself. If we have to say the impact, it is probably that its size has shrunk a bit, and its current size is like an adult long-haired lion cat.

"No matter what, we still need to find your clone. It will be alive or dead or a corpse. It cannot fall into the hands of others."

Mythical creatures are quite special. Just one feather of a mythical creature can almost make them respond to their requests when offering sacrifices to the gods, let alone a clone of it.

Riya took out a mysterious item from his pocket, which turned out to be a Batantusa coin.

"Batantusa, tell me, is the clone of the mythical creature still alive?"

As he spoke, he tossed the coin up into the air and slapped it on the back of his hand before it hit the ground.

"I hope it's the front." Ria took a deep breath, slowly took away the hand covering the back of her hand, and then discovered that the answer was yes.

That is, it is indeed alive.

"It's good if you don't die."

Riya lost an eye on his calf, but such pain has long been a common occurrence for him. After a moment of patience, Riya could continue to do his own thing with a normal expression.

He took out a pile of books and put them on the table. These books were of various types, such as "How to be a Black-hearted Capitalist", "Advanced Tutorial on Magic" or "Shooting Techniques from Beginner to Master". He even There is the book "On the Etiquette of Endres".

As the saying goes, there is no end to learning. To play his role well, Riya needs not only to ponder, but also to acquire systematic knowledge. He believes that reading more books and learning more is not a bad thing. Only by combining knowledge and practice can he do it. Foolproof.

Of course, there is another reason - the entertainment facilities here are pitiful for Riya. Without modern technology for entertainment, he can only read books.

At least he was better than the mythical creature, which couldn't read and could only play with its tentacles every day, otherwise it would start chewing and scratching the furniture everywhere, destroying them into a mess.

A few hours later, Riya made herself a cup of black tea from the outer hall, walked to the door and looked at the moon, gradually relaxing.

"I don't know what the relationship between the moon and the red moon is... The Crimson Mother, I vaguely remember James calling the red moon this way. In a sense, I still need to thank her."

It would be even better if you could know the prayers of the Crimson Mother.

Riya thought so.

He doesn't mind collecting the prayers of all the gods, as long as they are useful to him, so what if he sacrifices them all, can they still kill him?
Of course, it would be great if there really was a god who could kill him.

"Praise to Crimson."

Riya raised the ceramic cup in his hand towards the moon. Few people probably understood his mood at this time. After drinking all the tea in the cup, he turned around and returned to the house.

A night without dreams.

Early the next morning, there was a knock on Riya's door.

Little Swale still stood up with all his feathers in the direction of the door like a large pine cone. Riya waved to him, and he immediately ran to him and got into his body. "Click."

Ria opened the door, and as expected, she found that the person outside was Evander Charlie, and there were a group of young faces behind him.

He knew some people who were students who came to Riya to write papers. Those students were more excited to see him than to see the Savior.

"Kercha, you finished yesterday's work, right?"

"Of course, how could I bear to live up to your expectations?"

With that said, Riya handed them what she had written. The group of students immediately hugged the paper and refused to let go, but there were also a few people with bad intentions among them.

Evander's expression was a little ugly: "Please let me go, I really can't write that [-]-word thing..."

"But I'm going to be kicked out of the academy by my tutor!"

"Then it's useless for you to look for me. Who asked you to throw things away until the last day and then write them? I've told you not to save things until the last day."

They had a heated argument, but Riya felt that this scene really didn't look like something that should happen in a detective agency, and the student obviously wanted to beat Evander up by bringing so many people with him.

"Poor Evander."

I believe that after this time, he will not dare to accept help writing papers easily again.

This incident was just a small episode. In the end, Evander threatened to report it to the church, and the student also said that he would report the office for forging papers. When the two sides were arguing, Riya gave each of them a Swaar.

He asked the student to go back and explain it to his instructor. As for what their instructor would think, that was none of Liya's business.

Anyway, he has gathered faith and no longer has to worry about the quarrel between the two parties.

"Does this happen often?"

Riya asked Evander after the students left. He scratched his head: "It usually looks like this when there are no cases."

"What about getting a case? What is detective work like?"

“We take people’s money and do things for them, and we will be entrusted by our employers to follow them, or collect enough evidence to prove that a person is indeed guilty, and then we can send those people to the church as a matter of course.

Don't underestimate this profession, we can even help the police solve cases, search for secrets and investigate cases in secret. "

"Is it any different from the investigators of the Order Association?"

"Order Association?"

Evander didn't know why Riya suddenly mentioned the Order Association: "Of course there is a difference. They are all big figures who are hard to meet. They only solve big cases, and it is said that they only accept things related to supernatural events, unlike us. .”

"But I feel that this incident in the factory is already supernatural." Ria crossed her arms.

"So, this is an opportunity!" Evander hit his thigh.

"Let's solve the case before they come, get all the illegal evidence from that black factory, and hand it over. They will definitely be amazed at my abilities. Maybe I can join them?"

"Of course, there are some reasons of my own."

With that said, Evander tapped his leg again.

(End of this chapter)