Janus patted the sofa casually: "Since you are the subordinate of the Hermit, just call me Mr. Janus."

I'm not his subordinate!

We are just working together! We are just working together!

With the mood of visiting the grave, Mus swallowed and slowly walked towards Janus.

His thighs were tight, his butt was next to the edge of the sofa, and he sat down on the sofa in a stance.

If Moos suddenly pulled the sofa away at this moment, he would probably not have fallen.

This scene looks like a subordinate who was in trouble and was called to the office by the leader.

Looking at the cool leader, you can't even sit down.

"Don't be so nervous. After all, you are not my subordinate. I will not kill you."

Janus put his hand on Moose's shoulder, scaring him to almost jump.

‘So it’s such a dangerous thing to be your subordinate!!!’

Muss deeply realized what it means to be with a king like a tiger.

Even though Janus looked unpretentious and looked very easy-to-talk, he did not dare to be at all presumptuous.

Take the simplest example of this kind of fear and you will understand.

The wild adult tiger licked your scalp curiously. Are you moved?

Anyway, Moos was so moved that he cried.

Then the question is.

Song Jie is obviously a subordinate of this guy, and he is a subordinate of Song Jie.

I am ∈ Song Jie, Song Jie ∈ Yanus.

so.

I am a subordinate of Janus.

Muss' heart was cold.

‘Herdess, from today on you will be my boss!’

At the critical moment, Moos didn't care about whether he was independent or not.

That's right, the hermit is my boss!

I've actually been providing logistics for the hermit!

"By the way, it was the messenger, and then you, the hermit came to Qianhua Market?" asked Janus.

How could I know, brother!

Moos dared not admit that he knew nothing.

If you say that you have nothing to do with the hermit, you may not be able to separate the body in the next moment.

How can I express myself in a tactful way that I don’t know about it and will not make Janus suspicious?

At this time, it is time to reflect the art of language.

Muss came up with a quick idea and came up with a perfect statement.

"The Hermit and I usually contact one-sidedly, and he can only contact me, but I can't contact him.

We met for the last time after being exposed in Nehua City not long ago.

Then I came to Qianhua Market for temporary refuge, and I don’t know what he is doing for the time being.”

Every sentence is the truth, but when it is connected, it will mislead people in other directions.

It gives people the illusion that "Mus is familiar with the hermit".

The perfect lie is not the point of making up things to deceive others.

Instead, use the weaknesses of human nature to guide others to deceive themselves and actively believe every word you say.

Those who can't do this are just third-rate liars.

Why is the collection of Hermit Stories written by Moose back then best-selling?

It depends on reserve and brain repair.

After he finished writing it, he not only did not sell it with great fanfare, but instead hid it very tightly.

Until one day, a rumor that "Mus knows the past of the hermit" spread suddenly.

Moos strongly denied it at first, but he could not resist the large number of buyers.

In the end, he was "forced" to the pressure of the big guys on the hunting list and made this information public.

And he kept refusing to declare that this was just a story he wrote casually and had nothing to do with reality.

Everyone expressed their understanding.

To avoid suspicion, you can understand everything you know.

As for whether there will be no irrelevant personnel, they purchased the hermit's intelligence.

If you are not guilty of being a thief, why are you buying the information of the hermit at a price for a sky-high price?

The price of that information, even a big boss, was quite a bit terrible.

Most people can't afford it.

Those ruthless people and lone wolves who only have bad reputations and have no savings are almost bursting into tears.

But Moos has a big boss as a guarantee, and no one dares to take action and grab it openly.

Needless to say, the danger of selling hermit intelligence is a little more expensive, everyone can understand it.

You can’t eat with your head and let others eat enough, right?

Otherwise, who would do such a thankless thing in the future?

The lone wolves can't afford to pay, but in order to protect themselves, they all gathered together to buy information.

Then prepare to sell the information for a second time and return blood.

But they have no chance of secondary sales at all.

Those who had purchased intelligence were slaughtered by the hermit shortly after.

No one knows the truth or falsehood of the information.

Muss did not have the courage to offend the big boss and the ruthless man and the lonely wolf.

But he is the ability to deceive all kinds of bigwigs and sell sky-high fake information to make money.

Not only does he have it, but he is also very big!

Moos did not embezzle the money earned by selling fake information, but took the initiative to show kindness to the hermit to share the 30% 7% of the money.

You should know that in Neihua City ten years ago, the proportion of criminals who were extremely guilty.

That was simply more air than the Loss potato chips.

Even if it is only 30%, it is enough for him to squander.

"In other words, you don't know the whereabouts of the Hermit?"

Janus's slightly dissatisfied tone awakened Muss from the glorious years of his past.

“Yes, yes.”

Moos said tremblingly.

"This is difficult. He is not here. As his subordinate, you are working under my command. If you meet in the future, it is not easy to explain."

Janus touched his chin and murmured in a low voice: "In order to avoid misunderstandings, why don't you just kill this guy and pretend he hasn't been here?"

‘I am still by your side! When I say this, can you consider my feelings!’

Muss was so scared that he shivered by these words that he let out a desperate wail in his heart.

"Haha, just kidding, I didn't expect that the guy who has a stern face all day had a lively subordinate like you."

Janus smiled and touched Moos' head.

The latter was trembling and barely squeezed out a smile.

Because he always feels that Janus will twist his head off...

"but."

Janus, who was still smiling the previous second, said in a stern tone: "You and the messenger will run to my territory casually, which makes me very troubled."

A capital letter of danger shines brightly on the top of Moos's head.

Janus's hand gradually slid from the top of Moose's head and came to his neck.

Pinch gently.
To be continued...