Please be my partner.

Tano quickly said with a smile: "How could it be! How could it be! We have collected some information about the 'Joy' potion, but... we can't confirm the authenticity of the information, this..."

Salim said coldly, "Show it to me."

Soon, a few pages of paper were handed to Salim. He read them patiently, and the more he read, the tighter his brows furrowed.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Salim slammed the information in his hand on the table.

Tano seemed to be frightened and trembled. He hurriedly said, "Sir, I will ask my men to put aside other work and help you investigate this matter with all your strength. Please give us some time."

Salim looked at Tano coldly for a moment, the heavy pressure making the air stagnant. It was not until large drops of cold sweat began to appear on Tano's forehead that he spoke again: "I'll give you one day. If you still haven't done anything by this time tomorrow, I guarantee that your position as sheriff will be over!"

"Yes, yes! I guarantee to complete the task! I guarantee to complete the task!!" Tano replied hurriedly with a nod and a bow.

After doing all this, Salim lost interest in staying and took Mellen away from Thirteenth Avenue.

After they left, the humble expression on Tano's face disappeared. He winked at his confidant, who immediately understood and followed him out.

After a while, the confidant returned and reported, "Sir, the two Special Affairs Bureau members have already left Thirteenth Avenue."

Tano nodded, showing a look of contempt, and said: "They are just two young fools."

After a brief moment of thought, he said, "Go tell Dedallo to be more restrained for the time being. Also, have them find some scapegoats. I want to get rid of these two Special Affairs Bureau members as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir!" The confidant took the order and left quickly.

Outside the police station, in a shadowy corner, Melen and Salim quietly watched their confidant leave in a hurry.

Mellen smiled and said, "It seems that it is just as you said. The police station here has been colluding with the gangs and has even become inseparable."

Salim said calmly, "That's normal. Every place has its own unique rules of survival based on its environment. The weak adapt to the environment, and the strong change it. This principle applies everywhere."

Melen nodded and gently stroked the little Honglian in his arms.

Xiao Honglian is originally a dog, and her sense of smell is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Coupled with her ability to control blood, she can directly smell the scent of blood and track it over long distances.

Therefore, they did not follow their confidants directly and openly, but changed direction, moving forward in remote and deserted corners as much as possible to avoid everyone's sight.

More than ten minutes later, the two stopped outside a luxuriously decorated bar where the confidant was.

It was daytime and the bar was not open yet, and there were many spies nearby, which prevented them from acting rashly.

Salim said, "Let's leave it at that for now. We'll come back to test the waters tonight."

Mellen nodded without objection.

Chapter 87 Clues

At night, Thirteenth Avenue is bustling with lights and people.

The distorted order stimulated by sin has brought about extreme enjoyment far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even the younger generation of Roland City's upper echelons were willing to come here occasionally to enjoy the pleasure of indulgence.

They are the umbrella for all gangs on Thirteenth Avenue, and they are also the reason why Sheriff Tano here dares to fool the members of the Special Affairs Bureau.

Knowing this, Meren and Salim never placed their hopes on Tano from the beginning.

Of course, they are not so naive as to be the messengers of justice and wipe out all the gangs in Thirteenth Avenue.

Their purpose for coming here was simple from the beginning to the end, which was to investigate the source of the 'joy' potion, nothing more.

In this process, even if one or two gangs are overthrown, it doesn’t matter as long as it is not too extreme.

The Fallen Night Bar is one of the famous dens of extravagance on Thirteenth Avenue. It belongs to the Blighters, one of the three major gangs, and its leader is named Dedalus.

Mellen, who had changed his clothes, slowly came to the door of the bar called Fallen Night. He didn't need any disguise at all. He just played himself and walked straight in.

Salim followed behind Mellen with sharp eyes, like a silent and cold bodyguard. He has become very familiar with this role during this period.

When the security guard at the door of the bar saw the two of them, his eyes immediately lit up and he helped open the door with a flattering look on his face.

At this moment, Mellen's appearance, dress, movements and expressions were exactly the same as those of a noble young master who occasionally came here for fun.

All the gangs on Thirteenth Avenue are very clear about their own position. Ordinary people can be bullied at will, but they must be humble to the nobles who may become their umbrellas. Not only must they provide the utmost in various services, but they must also protect these nobles as much as possible and not let them suffer any harm.

Otherwise, if you make these big shots unhappy, your gang might be replaced by other gangs the next morning.

On the contrary, if you provide good service and catch the eyes of important people, the benefits you can get are far beyond what money can measure.

Entering the bar, there is loud music, booths, and a bar. In the central dance floor, beautiful girls are dancing sexy and hot dances, exuding a seductive atmosphere.

As soon as Mellen entered, he clearly felt a lot of burning gazes staring at him. After a quick glance, he found that most of them were beautiful women who were carefully dressed up.

He sat down at the bar and casually flicked out a gold coin. The bartender quickly took it and squeezed it calmly in his hand. He no longer paid attention to the other customers, but walked up to Mellen with a respectful smile and said, "Dear...Sir, what would you like to drink?"

Mellen propped his chin on the bar with one hand, looked towards the dance floor, and said casually, "Let me see what you can do, and besides..."

He pointed at Salim and said, "My friend likes to drink strong liquor."

This frivolous attitude made the bartender look even more respectful. After saying yes, he quickly took out the treasures from the bar and put on a fancy show.

Even if Melen didn't turn around to look at him, he didn't dare to be negligent.

After a while, the bartender prepared two glasses of wine and placed them in front of Mellen.

Seeing Mellen looking away from the dance floor and towards the prepared drinks, the bartender immediately pointed to one of them and said, "This is the Colorful Rainbow. It has a variety of fruit juices mixed in it, so you can have a different flavor and texture with each sip."

Melen looked at the glass of wine and didn't know how the bartender did it. In the transparent glass, the liquid actually showed distinct layers of color. Of course, if you look closely, you can see that they are gradually mixing.

Then, the bartender pointed to another glass and said, "This is Flaming Lips. Although the name is very ordinary, I assure you that this drink is carefully formulated by me. Its biggest feature is... strong!"

This is a cup of red liquid, and you can see a faint red mist rising from it.

Melen took the colorful rainbow light, took a sip, and immediately felt a variety of flavors entangled on the tip of his tongue, which was indeed wonderful.

The Blighters are one of the three major gangs on Thirteenth Avenue, and Fallen Night is the most profitable industry of the Blighters. It is natural for the bartender to have such a level of skill to be able to occupy the C position in such a place.

Then he said to Salim, "Don't just stand there, drink too!"

Salim looked at the wine glass without moving.

Mellen waved his hand and said, "Drink it, it's just a glass of wine."

Salim then took the Flaming Red Lips hesitantly and took a sip before his eyes lit up slightly. Although he didn't say anything, it was obvious that he thought it was good.

At this moment, Melen looked around at the girls who kept glancing at him but were too intimidated by Salim's power to come over. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, go away and don't disturb my fun."

Salim hesitated.

Seeing this, the bartender hurriedly said, "Don't worry, sir, we at Fallen Night will protect the safety of every distinguished guest."

Salim nodded, but when he left, he still revealed a little bit of his own aura to warn the bartender not to play any tricks.

This terrifying and extraordinary aura made the bartender break out in a cold sweat, his face filled with fear, and he looked at Mellen with even more awe.

After Salim left, the girls who were dressed up and had been staring at this place for a long time suddenly brightened up their eyes and immediately gathered around.

Mellen welcomes everyone who comes, even though he's not good at communication, but, so what?!

When the person with the highest status at the table is picking up food, who dares to turn the table?

The leader told a joke, even if it was not funny, it could still make a group of people laugh!

Given Mellen's status, as long as he said something casually, there would naturally be countless people agreeing and flattering him. Even if he didn't say anything, there would be people coming forward to please him.

Salim watched silently in the corner, seemingly intent on guarding.

At first, many eyes followed him, but after he changed his position several times silently, these eyes gradually stopped paying attention.

A moment later, only a lonely wine glass was left on a booth in the bar, and Salim had completely disappeared.

Two gang members walked down the stairs leading to the upper level of the bar, chatting and laughing.

After they passed, the shadow in the corner moved, and Salim peeled off a layer of black gauze, revealing his figure.

Extraordinary item, number B-135, Shadow Curtain.

[Shadow Curtain]: Covering your entire body in shadows can significantly reduce your aura and presence, and enter invisibility. During this period, you can move slowly, but once you move too fast or leave the shadows, all effects will disappear.

Although this extraordinary item is numbered relatively late, there is no doubt that it can produce miraculous effects in certain situations.

With his superb skills and the shadow curtain, Salim successfully avoided many patrolling guards and entered the upper floor of the Fallen Night Bar.

After simply piecing together the layout of the bar in his mind, he began to explore each room purposefully.

Soon, a large number of Thug gang documents were found in an office-like room.

Salim read it quickly and frowned after a moment.

The documents here include account books and transaction records. If you check them carefully, you can find a lot of evidence of the thug gang's crimes by following the clues.

However, there was no record related to the 'Joy' potion.

Just as Salim was frowning and thinking, he suddenly felt something in his heart and sensed some movement coming from two or three rooms next door.

He came to the wall, placed his palm against it, activated his life force, and maximized his senses. He immediately followed the vibrations between the rocks and 'heard' the conversation over there.

"...Yes, the Special Affairs Bureau seems to have set their sights on us. The drug experiment needs to be stopped immediately..."

"...Damn it, everything was going smoothly. How am I supposed to explain this to my master..."

"...Let's leave it at that for now. We shouldn't contact each other for a while. I don't want to attract the attention of the Special Affairs Bureau..."

"...The Special Affairs Bureau is nothing more than a group of dogs that can be driven around at will..."

"...Oh? Then, Mr. Mysterious, could you please tell me your master's true identity and give a little person like me more confidence..."

"...Humph! You're not even worthy of knowing the master's name. Hand over these experimental materials to me..."

This was a conversation between two people. At the end, the voices began to get smaller, as if the two people had a disagreement and the person who spoke later was about to leave.

Salim had a feeling that they were probably talking about the 'joy' potion he was searching for.

In this case, the one of the two who wants to terminate the deal is most likely Dedalo, the leader of the Thugs Gang.

Then the other person is the person behind the scenes who provided him with the medicine.

Judging from the limited content of the conversation, the latter provided the potion for some kind of experiment, and there is a mysterious 'master' behind him!

Salim suddenly felt a little bit tricky. He wanted to stop the mission immediately and wait for the Special Affairs Bureau to dispatch enough people before re-investigating.

But I am afraid that if I wait too long, I will lose this only clue.

After all, Dedallo doesn't seem to know the true identity of his collaborator.

If you want to get the answer, you can only start from that mysterious man.

After the noise faded away, Salim quickly restored the office to its original state and quietly returned to the bar.

At this time, Mellen was chatting casually about all sorts of things, while the girls in his arms were looking at him with admiration, as if he was talking about some extraordinary deeds.

At this moment, Salim came forward and said, "Master, we should go back."

This was a secret code agreed upon by him and Mellen in advance. As long as this sentence was said, it would mean that something important had happened and they needed to leave as soon as possible.

Mellen frowned and looked at Salim with some displeasure. As he moved, the small area around him suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was afraid that if they spoke out at this moment, the distinguished young man would immediately become angry.

But in the end, Mellen's expression subsided, and he said helplessly, "Happy times are always short-lived. It seems that we can only stop here today."

Having said that, he stood up, and without waiting for the many beautiful women to try to stop him, he flicked out a piece of golden paper and dropped it on the bar.

The bartender looked down and saw that it was a Kingdom Bank draft worth 100 gold coins.

"I, Mr. Mei, will pay for all the expenses tonight!"

Although he wanted to say something pretentious, Mellen held back and simply said, "It's fate that we met. If that's the case, today's meal is on me."

After saying this, he left quietly amid the admiring gazes and words of praise from everyone.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bar, the security guard politely opened the door for him.

Mellen casually flicked out a gold coin, without even looking at it, and left.

When the two of them walked away, Melen was about to ask Salim why he was in such a hurry to leave when he heard Salim tut his tongue and say, "My dear Master Melen, this mission really cost you a lot of money. That's 100 gold coins. This bar is really profitable!"

Mellen said, "It's actually not that bad. I took a quick look at the prices of the drinks here. Including the first two drinks we had, it should only have cost about thirty or forty gold coins."

Salim curled his lips and said, "Then why did you just give me 100 gold coins?!"

Mellen said calmly, "After all, I'm playing the role of a rich and powerful young master. If I just throw out a few dozen gold coins here and there, my prestige will be gone in an instant. Not only will it arouse suspicion, but it might even cause trouble."

Then, he added: "Besides, it's not my money."