About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Wow wow wow... I can explain it...!"

The way Sister Lei Zi looked at Orson instantly became like the way she looked at a trash can on Thursday, which was non-burnable trash day.

The little girl in front of him was the girl Orson rescued from the building engulfed in flames when he first came to the slums with Archangel.

The two sisters used to hang out in the slums, reportedly learning from a skilled "big sister" and occasionally playing the role of Che Guevara. Naturally, they knew a lot about the inside of the slums.

Although the two sisters no longer engage in those dangerous activities, they still maintain the habit of wandering around the slums to collect intelligence.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding, Brother Orsen. After all, Angel Sister said that she is Brother Orsen's real girlfriend."

After noticing the angry looks from Orson and the woman next to him who looked a bit like Orson's mother/sister, the little girl smiled and changed her words.

“Puff cough cough!!”

"The Angel of Exorcism... is that Miss Sakota?"

Orson was almost choked by what Sister Sta said, while Jingzhe, as the "sister", began to think about and recall the Archangel.

"We'll talk about this later. Sister Star, do you know which bar nearby has the most frequent information exchange and personnel turnover?"

Orson asked the little girl in a panic, trying to pretend that he hadn't heard what had happened before.

"A girl's thoughts are also very precious. You can't just brush them off lightly, Orson!"

However, Jingzhe was still handling the case, but she couldn't help but act like an older sister and persuade Orson, telling him that he couldn't pretend not to hear and get away with it at this time.

"Although Miss Exiah may have been a bit naive and mischievous in the past, her true nature isn't as cheerful and easygoing as her appearance suggests. Because of this, she cherishes and values 'affection' even more. As your sister, I don't know the specific details of your relationship with her, Orsen, but I believe she must have a clear affection for you, which is why she confided in others to relieve her inner turmoil."

"Sister Jingzhe...you can tell so much from just one conversation with Archangel?"

Orson asked Jingzhe in surprise. After all, Orson himself only noticed the "hot outside, cold inside" personality of Angelic after spending some time with Angelic at Penguin Logistics.

Although Angelic would greet everyone with a smile and a laugh, and had many so-called "friends," Orson rarely noticed her actually discussing her innermost thoughts with anyone. Texas barely counted as one, but Orson had always considered himself only half.

Hearing Orson's question, Jingzhe smoothed his tassel-like golden hair.

"Don't underestimate the elite inspectors from the Dali Temple, Orsen. My eyes may not be able to distinguish the remote control of a TV, microwave oven, or air conditioner, but I can still see into the hearts and character of others."

"As expected of Sister Jingzhe—I get it. Hmm… I didn't expect that Angel Exia would actually… I feel like she's not joking."

Orson rubbed his hair. He really had always regarded Archangel as a "good friend", but Archangel didn't seem to treat him that way.

In short, after getting the location of the intelligence gathering place from his sister, Orson and Jingzhe went to the bar together.

"There are so many mixed people here, Sister Jingzhe, I'll go in and check it out first. If there's anything unusual, I'll notify you immediately. Don't worry."

When they arrived near the bar, Orson persuaded Jingzhe to stay outside and wait while he went in to investigate the situation.

"Well... my identity is not convenient for me to appear in the slums now. Please, Orson."

Jingzhe nodded to Orsen. She now trusted this sworn brother whom she had "stolen" for some unknown reason, as well as Assistant No. 1.

"give it to me."

Orson smiled, then turned and walked into the bar.

——What a sensible and reassuring 'helper brother', Orson.

Jingzhe looked at Orson's figure and smiled.

However, within two minutes, Orson was kicked out and started arguing with the security guard at the door.

"So, I'm not a child! Let me in!"

"You are an adult?"

"Yes, here's my ID card - Orson, 20 years old, pet keeper!"

"What the hell is this profession...Okay."

The security guard let Orson back in, but less than 60 seconds later, Orson was kicked out again.

"You're an adult! Come to the bar and order milk??"

……

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jingzhe, who was not far away, wiped the sweat off his forehead.

It seems that after this mission is over, I need to teach this younger brother a lesson.

Although I can understand the urge of young people to grow up and take responsibility, it is wrong to make fake certificates, and it is even more wrong to lie about age.

55. Orson: I’m so happy.

"It's you again! Are you bored? If you really have nothing to do, why not go to Longmen and steal the wallets of those rich people!"

"Sir, you seem to have misunderstood. This is my younger brother, and he is indeed an adult. I was just joking, and I hope you can understand."

At the door of the bar, the security guard noticed that Orson was trying to sneak in again and immediately started to make trouble, while a "mysterious person" in a red windbreaker next to him gently stopped the security guard and explained.

"Are you kidding? You're kidding me... that's a good joke. You two can go in and have fun!"

The security guard was about to attack the mysterious man in red robe, but Orson beside him immediately stuffed a few Lungmen coins into his hand. The security guard's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. He was ready to fight in the previous second, but in the next second he immediately greeted him with a smile, almost throwing himself on the red carpet.

"Orson, this is bribery!"

The mysterious man in red robe, Jingzhe, was a little surprised when she noticed Orson's behavior. Just as she was about to scold Orson, she was pushed directly into the bar by Orson. Orson also took off the security guard's hat and put it on his own head to prevent being thrown out by the bartender again.

"This is a necessary compromise for the smooth progress of the investigation... Sister Jingzhe, you probably rarely went on field investigations before, right?"

"Coming to Longmen is my first time leaving Dali Temple—but even so, illegal things are still illegal. I don't want you to do these things, Orsen."

Jingzhe thought for a while and said seriously, and Orson could only nod to indicate that this was a special case and he would never do such a thing normally.

Of course, Orson lied again. He had tried to bribe Rhode Island's HR manager, Ms. Zilan, more than once to get his file out and add 20cm to his height. The result, of course, was that Zilan called the police, and the SWEEP team rushed to the scene to silence him (referring to Red, who had pounced on him and asked for snacks).

Orson also tried to break into the Rhodes Island archives by force, but of course the result every time was that he used himself as a teething stick to increase the sharpness of mon3tr's teeth.

Over time, Kel'tsit even noticed a problem: mon3tr would regularly come out to "ask for teething sticks." However, the "high-quality teething sticks" (Orson) were not always in stock, so Kel'tsit had to take mon3tr out every once in a while to "find something to do."

In fact, although Orson is not tall, the figure of 160cm is not ridiculously short. The main reason for his short stature is his identity as a "Chimera".

Despite Orson's strong protests, Dr. Kel'tsit once conducted some experiments to test Orson's Chimera height characteristics. (The specific testing method was to have mon3tr tie Orson up and then have the onlookers visually determine his race and height.)

The results of the experiment are very interesting - most people's visual estimation of Orson's height is always 10 to 20 cm less than Orson's actual height.

After many calculations and experiments (persecution), Kal'tsit found the reason - because of the Chimera's "cognitive filter", most people will automatically imagine Orson as a race that suits their preferences, and then the brain will subjectively reduce Orson's height in order to maintain coordination, so as to add the non-existent "ear tail" part.

This experiment was very meaningful. Kal'tsit cracked the mystery of Orson's "mental dwarf" and, under the pretext of the experiment, stripped Orson down to his underwear for fun (?).

Of course, there are also many disadvantages. For example, after learning the truth, Orson drank milk with tears in his eyes for a period of time, and mon3tr awakened the strange hobby of "hugging Orson" after "biting Orson". As a result, for a long time afterwards, Kal'tsit had to deliberately control the "primordial power" in her body when she met and talked with Orson, so as to prevent mon3tr from pestering Orson and running away.

I'm getting off topic. Anyway, Orson lied to calm Sister Lei Zi down, and the two of them sneaked into the bar.

The bars in Longmen generally only open at night, with peak customer hours around midnight. But the bars in the slums are different. There are always people wandering around with nothing to do, and there's no set closing time or overtime. Therefore, there's always a mixed crowd of people drinking and killing time in the slums.

"A whiskey-water cut."

Orson pushed down his hat, sat down at the bar, and spoke to the bartender with his virtual vocal cords deliberately changed in voice.

Having been kicked out twice before, this time Orson deliberately searched for a wine that sounded very pretentious, and also put on a provocative attitude like a Colombian redneck.

"I... uh, do you have any liquor?"

The disguised Jingzhe sat down in a seat a little distance away from Orsen and tentatively ordered a glass of one of the few types of wine he knew about.

"New here, huh?"

The bartender who also served as the boss didn't suspect anything. He just snorted and started wiping the glasses and bottles.

Not long after, a glass of white wine was handed to Jingzhe, and when the boss placed the whiskey in front of Orsen, he was stunned. On the coaster were a few Longmen coins that were obviously much more valuable than the whiskey.

"what do you want."

After all, the bar owner was knowledgeable. He placed the glass of whiskey on the coaster and took out the banknotes. He quickly counted the amount and looked at Orson.

"Have you seen a man with a black dagger tattoo on his forehead recently? He's about 35 years old, from the Pelo tribe. He appeared three days ago."

Orson slowly stated the characteristics of the target person, waiting to see if his boss could provide any useful information.

"Black dagger tattoo—"

What Orson didn't expect was that the boss blinked after hearing the description he provided.

Before Orson could think about why his boss had such a "what a coincidence" expression, he noticed that the man next to him who was drinking with his head down suddenly shook his body.

Orson looked at the man next to him, who was also observing him. Their eyes met.

"—"

The black dagger on the opponent's forehead was extremely eye-catching.

"boom!!"

The sound of the wine bottle exploding was like a signal gun, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the bar.

"Orson—!"

Jingzhe stood up in panic and approached Orson, while the man threw the broken bottle in his hand aside and ran outside through the crowd without any hesitation.

"I'm fine. I just blocked a direct attack. Compared to those... that person is the target we are looking for!"

Although Orson grabbed the hard wine list on the table to block the bottle's attack on his face the moment the man attacked him, the broken strong alcohol still splashed all over him.

When asking for information, he found the person directly. For a moment, Orson was not sure whether this was bad luck or a burst of luck.

"I'm glad you're okay, let's chase you!"

After confirming that Orson was not injured, Jingzhe immediately chased in the direction of the fleeing suspect.

"Be careful, Sister Jingzhe, we don't know if he has any weapons or what his Originium skills are."

Orson reminded Jingzhe to be careful, threw his hat aside and chased after him.

"Wait a minute, I feel guilty about keeping this information fee, so I'll return half to you... You're just the idiot who just sneaked in to get some milk and messed things up!!"

“Wow wow wow wow!?”

The bar owner had originally intended to refund half of the intelligence fee based on the belief of doing business with integrity, but after seeing Orson take off his hat, the Lungmen coin in his hand instantly turned into a double-barreled Rutland shotgun "for receiving customers", which scared Orson so much that he ran away.

The suspect stumbled out of the bar, looked around briefly, and then immediately ran into an alley nearby.

"Don't run!"

Jingzhe rushed out of the tavern a little late, looked at the other party's shadow and chased after him without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute, Sister Jingzhe... He should be more familiar with the terrain around here than we are. We must take advantage of him before he completely disappears into the back alley... Well, anyway, I will find a way, Sister Jingzhe..."

"Orson? Why does your situation seem a little strange—hmm?"

Jingzhe noticed something strange about Orson, but Orson just shook his head to indicate that he was fine. He summoned a rest symbol that turned into a platform-like surface and drilled under Jingzhe's feet.

"Don't worry, Sister Jingzhe, go catch that guy...!"

"Your body is shaking, Orson! Let's terminate this operation immediately. You are my assistant and have an obligation—Ah, wow, wow!?"

Before Jingzhe could finish his words, the "black platform" under his feet suddenly rose diagonally forward and "threw" Jingzhe towards the middle-aged man who was fleeing in the distance like a projectile.

"Too much, Orson! But well done—Leifa, listen to my orders!"

Although Jingzhe is somewhat of a "wheelchair detective," a highly skilled detective who rarely leaves the Dali Temple, this doesn't mean she's as fragile as a secluded beauty. Besides handling cases, Jingzhe has been undergoing rigorous training from her master.

That’s why——

Jingzhe changed her posture in mid-air. Her eyes caught the suspect who was about to go into a corner or alley. Without any hesitation, she controlled the staff to activate the Originium skill.

Click! !

A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere, tearing through the sky and hitting the suspect accurately.

"Puhe——"

Jingzhe slid on the ground with his legs for a distance, then controlled his body steadily to stop the momentum.

"I'm the Inspector General of the Dali Temple. You're temporarily under my supervision because you're suspected of murder. You have the right to remain silent, but I suggest you tell us what you know... Uh, is that too much of a burden?"

Jingzhe took off his hood and showed his ID card, but halfway through his speech he suddenly realized that the other party was like the electrical appliances in his home, with white smoke slowly coming out of his mouth and nostrils.

Seeing that this guy would not wake up for a while, Jingzhe immediately turned around and went back to look for Orson, who looked a little strange just now.

"Orson, I caught that guy—Orson!? What's wrong with you!?"

Jingzhe turned back and found that Orsen had fallen to the ground. As his "adopted sister", she immediately rushed over to check.

Jingzhe held Orsen in her arms. She noticed that the boy's face was flushed and he was breathing heavier than usual.