Mystery: Starting from the Shadow World

Chapter 69 Rich Woman

Since becoming a "werewolf" and retrieving the documentation for two properties in the Joewood district, Philip has taken no further action. Apart from occasional walks or meals each day, and the commission he posted at the Braveheart Bar to find his diary, he has mostly stayed in his room.

The reason for not selling the properties immediately is that it would be extremely unreasonable for either Jane Charlotte or the bounty hunter Bell Siles to have two properties to sell.

So, after a brief consideration, Philip set his sights on the most secretive, secure, and convenient channel he could access—

Tarot Club, Miss "Justice".

Philip didn't know exactly how much the other party's assets were, but considering that he was willing to give £1000 to Mr. "The Hanged Man" just for wanting to know all the secret organizations' information, it shouldn't be a problem for him to grit his teeth and sell his two easily marketable properties.

So the only question now is whether Mr. Fool will allow such a clichéd transaction, since discussing houses at a gathering of extraordinary people seems a bit low-class.

It shouldn't be a big problem. After all, although it doesn't involve the supernatural, it's still a business worth several thousand pounds. No, isn't money just paper in the eyes of gods? As Philip thought this, he sighed inwardly and glanced at the clock on the wall.

Suddenly, my vision was enveloped in deep red.

Beside the ancient, weathered bronze table.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Miss Justice, remembering that her golden retriever Susie had started talking, finally couldn't help but ask after her usual greeting:

"Gentlemen, what can a pet with extraordinary power do for me?"

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

Philip was stunned. He was completely certain of his previous guess. Even the prepared statement in his mind was almost ruined.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through his mind. He stroked his chin, a smile playing on his lips, and explained, "Animals that have consumed the potion are almost identical to ordinary extraordinary beings, but..."

"Compared to humans, animals often have an advantage. No one would think that a cute cat is an 'assassin,' and no one would think that a big dog lying at the door is an 'spectator,' because it's hard for people to think of that aspect."

"I see." Audrey blinked her emerald green eyes, as if she had been enlightened about something, but then she heard Mr. Temperance change the subject and continue:

"I can also offer you an idea."

What do you think?

Audrey suddenly became somewhat curious.

"If your pet doesn't have any distinctive features, you can let it develop its own 'hands-on' on the street. Stray cats or dogs can be used for finding people, tracking, or anything else in the future."

Audrey instinctively straightened up, considering the possibility of this, and didn't forget to stand up and politely bow to Philip to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Temperance, that's a good idea, I'll consider it."

Thinking about how her animal friends would be scattered throughout Backlund, and how all information could be transmitted to her through them, she, who had just become an Extraordinary, suddenly became excited again.

If you want to express your gratitude, why don't you change the team's name to Paw Patrol? As Philip thought this, his mood, which had been improving due to the peaceful life he had been living these past few days, became even more cheerful, and he decided to try out his idea in his spare time.

Not only can it be used for bounty hunter commissions, but more importantly, it allows him to have his own intelligence network in a place like Backlund, almost without attracting attention.

Philip had intended to take advantage of the lively atmosphere to get down to business, but he quickly remembered the most crucial point. He stood up, bowed slightly, and apologized, saying, "Mr. Fool, I'm sorry, because I left my original place, I have many things to take care of."

"But I've already posted a request to collect the diaries at some extraordinary gathering here, and I'll be able to receive the results when I go next time."

"If Neng Teng can help me collect the diary, it proves you're not seriously injured for now." Klein leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips, and calmly shook his head. "It's nothing."

And

Next time, I won't be fooled by you anymore!

Alger the Hanged Man still hadn't returned to land, so the only gain from this Tarot gathering was the diary Audrey obtained through Fors Wall, an extraordinary person she had met.

Klein accepted this readily, since at least they wouldn't have to skip this step, which would have truly put the whole group in an awkward position.

He picked up the diary and began to read it carefully.

"December 20th marks the start of a new year, but the feedback I've been receiving is very confusing and perplexing."

"There's no oil in this world! There's no oil at all!"

A few minutes later, after reading the diary, Klein collected his thoughts, the pages in his hand turned into mist and dissipated, and he said with a smile, "You can begin to communicate now."

Upon hearing this, Philip, who had been waiting for a long time, finally mustered up his courage and looked at Audrey opposite him, saying, "I have something I'd like to ask Miss 'Justice' for help with. It's a very simple thing."

"What is it?" Audrey blinked her emerald green eyes, temporarily suppressing her inner questions, and asked with some doubt.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Philip sighed, his tone as usual, "I have two properties in the Joewood area of ​​Backlund that I need to deal with, but I'm currently unavailable. If possible, I would like you to buy or resell them."

Property in the Joewood area?

Audrey's beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she roughly assessed her financial situation for the month. Finding it somewhat unbearable, she spoke:

"Okay, I'll try to resell it for you for free as payment for the previous question. But... how will you provide me with the supporting documents?"

"It's very simple, it's not a big problem." Seeing that Mr. Fool didn't intend to interrupt him, Philip immediately felt much more relaxed.

"At 5 PM this afternoon, you will choose a location in Backlund, and I will arrange for someone to deliver the documents there. As for the proceeds, please transfer them to my anonymous account at Backlund Bank."

As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the Fool, concealing his inner unease, and said sincerely, "Mr. Fool, I hope you can be my witness."

Philip, let me tell you something funny. If Miss "Justice" runs away with the money, all I can do is kick her out of the group chat. As Klein thought this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly froze.

Wait a minute, they're all from time travel.

Two whole houses! How can he be so rich?!

(End of this chapter)