Chapter 340 Unlucky Dr. Allen (3.3K)
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Can you speak? One million pounds. If you give me one million pounds, I will work like a slave for you all my life.
Faced with Ron's question, even the time traveler who came from another world was not sure about giving an answer.

"Okay, Ron, don't just stand here. Today I'll show you what high-end means..."

The great detective fell into a long silence before he finished speaking. He stole a glance at the lady next to him, comparing her mansion with the Cragg Club. He always felt that it was a bit unfair to her to let Ron in here.

"Come on, maybe we can go in and play some squash. We've never had the chance to do that before."

In fact, those guys will only teach you how to play cards... I will only let you teach Melissa and Benson how to do their homework...

He seemed to feel something in his heart and let out a sigh. The former night watchman stopped talking and led Ron into the Krag Club.

The overall decoration of this club is more classical, which is in sharp contrast with the grandeur of Ron's home.

It can be seen that it pays more attention to implicitness and artistic expression.

There were not many people in the hall, and gas wall lamps were turned on in every place where sunlight could not reach to maintain the presence of light.

"Want to go get something to eat?"

It was almost noon, and the great detective asked casually while rubbing his empty stomach and looking at the silver-haired lady who was looking around.

"I don't want to eat it. Look, no one has peeled their lobsters!"

"Besides, they eat the meat when they eat roast goose. Shouldn't they only eat the skin?"

Human words?

Damn capitalism, is it great to be rich?

Klein twitched his lips, and then he ignored the little brat who was acting like a local tyrant. He went to the restaurant, picked up a plate of food, and sat down to eat.

Ron also sat down on a chair, his eyes constantly scanning the club members in the hall.

At this moment, her blood-red eyes suddenly paused, and her gaze turned to a man who looked to be in his thirties, tall and thin, leaning on a cane, with a plaster leg, and a very cold temperament.

In a flash, the fate of Alan Criss was in the eyes of the "Ruler of Time and Space".

Oh, a...

She muttered something inexplicably, and then turned her attention to the gentleman with short brown curly hair who was supporting the excellent surgeon.

Oh, two
Ron frowned unconsciously when he saw these two "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young", and then glanced with disdain at the great detective who was having lunch.

"Dear Detective, how do you survive every day?"

Today's aggregation characteristics are a bit outrageous.
Klein looked up in confusion. He picked up a piece of short ribs and put it into his mouth elegantly, chewing it carefully. When the aroma of the juice and fat completely occupied his taste buds, he moved his mouth vaguely.

"What survived?"

"Nothing, I just feel sorry for you because you're such a poor fellow. If I were like you, I would just jump into the Tashoke River."

Upon hearing this, Klein immediately felt that the food on his plate no longer smelled good. He put down his knife and fork and was about to share some food with Ron when he saw Talim limping over with Dr. Allen.

"Hey, Detective, I feel like we haven't seen each other in a while!"

"Would you like to introduce this distinguished and beautiful lady to us?"

The outgoing Talim was the first to greet everyone. He looked at Klein first, and then his eyes were attracted by the silver-haired lady who looked different from ordinary people.

You feel like you haven't seen me, probably because you haven't been here much lately.
Klein, who was too busy with commissions and went to the Krag Club for lunch whenever he had some free time, muttered inwardly, then raised his arm and introduced Ron.

"this."

He paused for a while, then realized that he didn't know the little brat's disguised information.

"He is quite wealthy, a real tycoon. Talim, do you remember the investment issue I mentioned? I am discussing this with Miss Sothoth."

The great detective is very good at making up lies. It seems that he has said everything, but in fact he has not revealed any useful information.

"Sherlock, it seems you have connections in Backlund."

Dr. Allen, who had difficulty walking, heard Klein's introduction and nodded to Ron as a greeting.

"Well, Miss Sothoth, these two are my friends. They are the famous surgeon Allen Kress and the horse riding teacher Talim Dumont."

Klein used a tone he didn't normally use and solemnly introduced his two friends.

The hidden meaning is very simple, that is, be normal and don't cause trouble for me!

Ron obviously understood this, and she raised her lips to reveal a gentle and polite smile, and immediately mocked the great detective's gradually brightening eyes:
"Oh, it's not easy for Sherlock to be your friend. Look at how unlucky these two are."

What the hell?
Klein's eyes went dark as the familiar feeling of being high came over him again. He wished he could shut Miss Sothoth's mouth immediately and stop her from talking nonsense.

"Can you tell? How do you know I've been unlucky lately!?"

Just as the great detective was about to take action, Alan Chris asked in astonishment, as if he had met his savior.

Huh!? This isn't a sarcasm, it's a statement!?
The surgeon's reaction made Klein stop his actions immediately. Only then did he notice that Alan Kress came here on crutches.

“Ms. Sothoth, you can actually tell that Alan is unlucky. How did you do it? This, this is amazing!”

The equestrian teacher obviously did not include himself in the ranks of the unlucky ones. He stared at Ron with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see what hidden tricks this lady had that ordinary people did not know about.

As an equestrian teacher for the nobility, and a descendant of aristocrats who had been rich, he knew a little about the title of Beyonder and the meaning behind it. As a professional Beyonder, Klein was different from his two good friends. He guessed something more fundamental.

Is this another extraordinary ability? Being able to see whether others are lucky or not, or is it a special kind of clairvoyance?
Looking at the "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix" in front of him, and Mr. "Fool" who had forgotten to eat while sitting next to him, Ron was speechless for a moment.

I've seen stupid things, but I've never seen anything as stupid as this.

“It’s not that difficult actually.”

The silver-haired lady muttered softly, and then her bloodshot eyes stared straight at Dr. Allen's plastered leg.

Instantly, the three gentlemen's expressions froze on their faces, and they simultaneously understood what Ron was implying.

Isn't it unlucky enough that his legs are broken like this? Isn't it obvious?
"This is really easy to understand. I even wanted to ask this magical lady to show me when I can get lucky."

Talim, who has a very high emotional intelligence, laughed and made fun of himself, successfully defusing the embarrassing situation caused by his stupidity.

After this "little IQ test", the relationship between the few people suddenly became much more familiar.

After placing Alan Criss on a reclining chair, Talim stroked his short brown curly hair and smiled at Sherlock Moriarty and Ron and joked.

"Sherlock, it seems that you have a pretty good relationship with this lady. Is she also from Jianhai County?"

Hey, what are you looking at? You're not suspecting that I'm being kept by someone, are you?
The equestrian teacher's teasing look stung Klein's heart. Only then did he realize that this friend was essentially no different from Ron.

"Yes, I'm from Jianhai County, looking for someone who is escaping from his past."

The silver-haired lady raised her eyebrows, looked at the equestrian teacher who had been jumping around, and made up a lie.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing Klein's very familiar evil smile.

Upon hearing this, Talim and Alan Kress looked at each other and smelled the scent of gossip. They immediately turned to look at the great detective who was already sweating profusely and had a bad premonition.

"Hahaha, that's impossible. You two should not listen to her nonsense..."

"Indeed, there is no such thing. It's just that someone has been avoiding me because of his low self-esteem, and even said that for my happiness, he wanted me to marry someone else..."

"You have no courage at all. So what if you have no money or title? You ran away secretly and hid your love in your heart. Are you worthy of me?"

"Are you so willing to give me to someone else, to someone who is higher in status than you!?"

The calm tone carried a glimmer of hope, as if trying to awaken the last rays of light between lovers.

As the protagonist, Klein was undoubtedly confused at this moment. Ron's unique speech really made this guy who remained single for two lifetimes confused.

The only thing he could imagine was that Ron was trying to take advantage of him again.

"Sherlock, I didn't expect you had such a past. No wonder you have such a good business sense!"

The famous surgeon had forgotten his own misfortune and kept glancing at Ron and Klein with a gossipy look, suppressing a smile as he spoke.

Apparently, even the most aloof person cannot escape the clutches of gossip.

As for the equestrian instructor Talim Dumont.

The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. His face, which was full of gossip and smile at the beginning, turned into an expressionless face with slightly red eyes. It was unknown what sad past event he was recalling.

He clenched his fists and covered his mouth and nose, not wanting his friends to notice that he was sobbing slightly.

As the saying goes, some people are having fun while others are looking in the mirror.

Ron's speech hit the mark right in Talim Dumont's heart.

Love is hidden in the heart, but I dare not express it.

But at this moment, just as Talim was halfway through sobbing, a cold voice immediately changed the subject and asked Dr. Allen, the only person having fun at the scene.

"Alan, what do you think of the plot just now? Is it exciting? I am a novelist in my spare time, and I have been composing very touching dramatic scenes."

"Ah? You guys, that was a novel?"

The surgeon was visibly stunned. He pointed at Klein and Ron, not believing that such a touching love story was fake.

"It seems that my story is pretty good. At least it can make you guys engaged~"

"Novels are just novels after all. No one will really be determined and courageous enough to express their love after hearing them, right?"

"No way, right?"

"Why would anyone like a poor guy?"

Ron stroked his long, shiny silver hair and released his final killer move.

The hope that had been reunited in Talim Dumont's eyes suddenly shattered, and he burst into tears due to the shocking words.

He burst into tears, no longer bothering to hide his abnormality, and slid under the table in the eyes of his two friends.

Humph, done!

Seeing the other person's miserable appearance, Ron snorted in disdain in his heart.

You offended me and now you want to run away. Do you think you can make fun of my great “Ruler of Time and Space”?

I hope you can face reality, this will be a good thing for you!
(End of this chapter)

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