Qiao Shikuan straightened his tie and walked into the restaurant.
As usual, he ate breakfast alone. He was the only one sitting at the top of the large Western-style dining table. The whole room seemed empty and deserted.
He couldn't help but sigh.
It has been almost three months since he decided to recognize his relatives and asked his second master Qiao Shiyou to find the place where Mu Tian was serving his sentence and find a way to get him out. There has been no news yet. Every day at breakfast, he sat in an empty room
At the dinner table, he would sigh involuntarily.
He was surprised that breakfast hadn't been served yet. Then he thought about it, and it turned out that he wanted to eat fried pancakes yesterday. He probably went out to buy some from the kitchen and was delayed on the way.
His appetite has been bad recently, and the kitchen has tried many different ways to prepare breakfast for him, almost to the point of exhaustion. Still unable to whet his appetite, he thought of pancakes.
He was bored sitting alone, so he stood up and walked around the room.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
"Master, master, look!" Geng Yibiao came in hurriedly, holding a newspaper and waving it in his hand.
"Uncle Geng, you are not young anymore. Be careful not to bump into each other. Why are you so panicked?" Qiao Shikuan asked with a smile.
"Look, young master, young master!" Geng Yibiao walked up to Qiao Shikuan, raised the newspaper to Qiao Shikuan's eyes, and pointed at the lower right corner of the first page.
Qiao Shikuan suddenly became interested, grabbed the newspaper, sat down at the dining table with the newspaper, and stared at the newspaper.
There is only the title in the lower right corner: "Detective Mu Tian." The subtitle is "A man who can talk to the dead." There is only a small photo below, but the text is marked as having been forwarded to the fourth page.
Qiao Shikuan stared at the photo for a long time.
"Isn't this too weird, talking to the dead?" Qiao Shikuan turned his head and glanced at Geng Yibiao. Without waiting for his answer, he hurriedly turned the newspaper to the fourth page and looked at it eagerly.
Geng Yibiao stood nearby, waiting for Qiao Shikuan to speak, because he knew that his grandfather must have something to tell him.
Sure enough, Qiao Shikuan read the article quickly, and he swept through the background introduction about popular science. He slapped the newspaper and said to Geng Yibiao: "Go and call the second master."
Geng Yibiao responded and was about to go out when the cook came in with pancakes and milk, "Master, your breakfast." The cook put the food on the table and bowed out. When she reached the door, she also bowed to Geng Yibiao.
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Qiao Shikuan suddenly stopped Geng Yibiao, "No need to call the second master, let's prepare the car."
Geng Yibiao was secretly happy, responded, and went out again.
Qiao Shikuan stopped him again, "Do you still have the shawl you got back last time?"
"It's kept in your study, master." Geng Yibiao looked at Qiao Shikuan, waiting for his further instructions.
"Take that with you and come with me. Get the car ready." Qiao Shikuan waved his hand, then grabbed a handful of the fried dumplings on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.
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Mu Tian got off the rickshaw and looked at the shiny bronze plaque in front of the door. Under "Neil Detective Agency" there was another line of words, which was slightly larger than the words "Detective Agency": "Detective Mu Tian is in charge."
Why does this look like a restaurant? Am I the chef? He probably did it because of Pique. This guy is disgusting himself. But when I saw my name engraved on the bronze medal, I was still happy. There was also a smile on the corner of my mouth.
Come.
Do I want to wear it back again? Aren't all the small goals I set in my previous life fulfilled now? It's fun here, so let's play here for a while. I'll think about wearing it back later.
With this thought in mind, he strolled to the door, took out the key, and opened the door.
When the door opened, six men in suits stood on both sides of the corridor, immediately standing at attention and saluting.
"Hello, sir!"
Mu Tian was stunned when Pique came down the stairs.
"Mr. Mutian, your subordinates, from today on, they want to live on the first floor and listen to your arrangements."
Mutian ignored Pique's words and nodded to the men in suits on both sides, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work!"
The six people saluted in unison and shouted: "Thank you sir!"
Mu Tian choked and subconsciously touched his forehead with two fingers.
Peake came down from the second floor and told Mutian that these former trainees from the Pan-Asian Special Technical Cooperation Institute were Mutian's guardians. They were dedicated to Mutian's security guards and obeyed Mutian's command.
Wu Tianwen heard this, shook his hand in the air, called out "take a break", and walked quickly upstairs.
Pique stepped aside for a moment, and Mu Tian quickly went upstairs. Seeing that the second floor was empty, he didn't even bother to say anything, and went straight to the third floor.
As soon as we reached the third floor, the door opened.
Jin Hu stood in front of him impressively, "Hello, Mr. Mu."
Mu Tian was shocked and stepped forward to hold Jin Hu's hand, "Why are you here?"
Jin Hu said: "Mr. Peake said you needed help, so he brought me here."
Mutian looked back at Pique, who was following him, and nodded, "Thank you Pique."
Pique smiled speechlessly, pointing to a pile of cardboard boxes on his desk, "Let's try it."
Mutian looked intently and saw a hat box, which contained certain soft-brimmed hats, a suit, a white foreign cloth shirt, a black tie, a watch, a pair of lambskin gloves, and a cane, which filled the table.
Mu Tian was stunned for a moment, what is going on?
Pick took the crutches on his desk, walked forward and knocked on the door of the bathroom next to him, tilting his head to signal Mu Tian to come in.
Before Mu Tian could figure it out, Jin Hu was shocked and moved all the things on the table and walked into the bathroom.
"Please change your clothes, Detective Mu." Piqué stepped forward and pushed Mu Tian into the bathroom. "Miss Ji prepared this for you, but I paid for it. Change into it, you
Now it’s Detective Mu Tian.” After Pique finished speaking, he called out Jin Hu, closed the door, and the two of them stood guard outside.
Seeing that this group of people were serious, Mu Tian put on this outfit and opened the door.
Pique stretched out his thumb and gave him a thumbs up, "OK, it's great."
Jin Hu also said beside him: "Wow, he's so handsome!" After Jin Hu finished speaking, he stepped forward and opened the door of the conference room next to him. Pique handed the crutch over and motioned to Mu Tian to take it.
This time it was Mu Tian's turn to be surprised.
Ji Ruoxi, Ouyang Hui, and Liu Qinghuai, who were sitting in the conference room, clapped their hands and stood up, looking at Mu Tian.
Ji Ruoxi's eyes were sparkling when she looked at Mu Tian. Ying's mouth opened slightly and she almost screamed.
What surprised Mu Tian even more was that Jiang Xinyi was among them.
He strode forward, held Mu Tian's hands, and said, "Congratulations, Great Detective. I should call you Detective Inspector here. You signed a contract with me."
"Brother Jiang, why are you here?" Mu Tian was still confused.
"Whoever doesn't come, I will come. I own 49% of the shares in Neil's Detective Agency, and the Third Young Master owns 51%. I approved your qualification. Even
I also helped choose this office address. You are very close to me and everything is easy to discuss. I wish you a prosperous business and abundant financial resources." Jiang Xinyi kept talking, not giving Mu Tian a chance to speak. He looked at Liu Qinghuai
Then he said, "We shareholders are waiting for Detective Mu to make a lot of money for us, right, Third Young Master?"
Liu Qinghuai looked at Mu Tian with a smile and gave a thumbs up. Then he turned to Ji Ruoxi, "I just want to know how did Reporter Ji turn Mu Tian into a detective in such a short period of time?"
Ji Ruoxi smiled shyly, "It's very simple. Some time ago, I took a fancy to a piece of material and thought it was very suitable for my father, so I bought it and asked Tailor Wei, who has been making clothes for my family, to make it, or other shirts.
The tie, watch and ball are all matching. I just brought them back yesterday and delivered them today. In fact, I only bought a soft-brimmed hat and a cane. Don't you watch Agatha Christie? She
The illustrations in those books, the detective belongs to this Yingzi."
Ouyang Hui grabbed Ji Ruoxi's shoulders and whispered in her ear: "I have heard that when girls look for boyfriends, they usually look at each other and look at their fathers to find them."
Ji Ruoxi hurriedly poked Ouyang Hui: "Fuck you, what are you talking about?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Tian and did not pay attention to the whispers of the two girls.
Liu Qinghuai scolded Jiang Xinyi next to him, "You are a patrol officer. Agatha has seen it, right? Polo is nothing more than that, right?"
"That's Paul, okay." Jiang Xinyi said disdainfully.
"That's a translation problem." Liu Qiuhuai laughed at himself, "This one is also open. Section Chief Jiang, you need to worry about the customer's problem."
Jiang Xinyi pondered for a moment after hearing this and was about to speak.
"Report!"
A guardian shouted loudly.
"Come in." Liu Qinghuai promised on Mutian's behalf.
I have just become a leader and I am not used to it yet.
The guardian handed a gold-gilded business card to Liu Qinghuai with both hands.
The two of them shared the same feelings and immediately beamed, "Haha, come on, customers."
He handed the wood piece to Mu Tian, who took it and took a look.