
"By the way ..."
"Yes?"
Looking towards James, Adam said casually.
"Didn't you own a sports car? Why are you still buying another car?"
"Of course it's different. Passing through mountain and rural roads that were likely damaged, cars like the Lamborghini Aventador were no match for passing through."
"Then you bought this expensive car?"
"The Jeep Wrangler Rubicon? What's wrong? Despite having officers buy on behalf of the Mystery Department, it was more precisely the name Blood Owl.
I use my own money. Unopen. Asking from the top party or something, right?"
"Indeed, but .." muttered James who was driving. "You get so many bonuses from the top side."
"I said .. bonus from the top side that 500,000 alliance dollars and Lamborghini Aventador's car. As for the 2 million you saw in my account, it was a gift from Mr. Thomas and 3 other families."
"They're really giving 500,000 alliance dollars per house?"
Hearing James' words, Adam shook his head lightly. He took a deep breath before explaining.
"Indeed, that sounds a lot to ordinary people like us. But for large families with multi-billion dollar alliance assets, that's not much at all.
At first I didn't even know they were sending me that kind of money."
"Ughhh!"
Hearing Adam's words, James felt even more depressed.
Adam, James, Jasmine, and Carole are currently in a four-door Jeep Wrangler Rubicon metallic gray. Four days had passed since they received the news.
At first the local police wanted to take care of it, but the top side told the Department of Mysteries to move.
Within four days, Adam bought a car and took care of all his papers with government channels. Because with Owl's identity, he's unlikely to go to a car dealership to buy.
In addition, he had been having deliberations with the other members of the Mystery Department. In the end, Douglas who was told to stay at the temporary headquarters 4 people including himself went to the location to complete the mission.
Of course, Adam told the other three to prepare themselves for that time. Finally, today they leave.
"If you're thinking of getting a big bonus because of this problem, I don't think you guys need to come along."
Adam said in a sure tone. The place they went to now was not the residence of the elites of the community, but rather a remote village on the mountain not far from City B.
Thinking of a big bonus to solve a problem in that place.
"I told you, Mr. Owl. We came for the job, not for the bonus. After all, it's too weird that anyone comes to take care of a case this big on your own."
James took a long breath. At first he wanted a bonus, but it didn't make sense. The man was unlike Carole and Jasmine who were willing to help Adam.
More precisely, James was forced to. As chairman, he couldn't possibly sit sweetly in the office while the other members went to take care of the matter.
Not to mention, although it was just formed ... The Mystery Department is indeed lacking people!
"Good then" said Adam casually.
"By the way ... do you really have no acquaintance who is a free Cultivator like yourself, Mr Owl?"
"No."
"We still lack people. Can you help—"
"No. That's your business. More precisely, it's your business to look for people with special talents in City B and the surrounding area, Mr. James.
As far as I know, the branch of City B has the fewest members compared to other major cities."
"Where did you hear that, Mr Owl?"
James looked at Adam with a suspicious expression.
"Don't talk about that woman in front of me, Mr. Owl."
James said with a helpless expression. A bitter smile was seen on his face.
Seeing that, of course Adam did not intend to bother taking care of the privacy of James. He simply nodded lightly, letting the man focus on driving.
Glancing at Jasmine and Carole who were sitting in the back seat, Adam asked in a flat tone.
"Are you two not afraid. Not only is it possible to deal with evil spirits or something, but maybe we will face strange creatures.
Mutated creatures not recorded in books or encyclopedias."
"That's ..." Carole frowned. "That's our job, Mr. Owl."
"I just ordered. You two are girls. You guys should be more careful. Either to the environment, or the people there." Adam reminded.
"Are you not being too paranoid, Mr Owl? It's just the villagers. They both must be okay."
James said in a relaxed tone, making Adam shake his head. Observing the increasingly narrow path and the tree growing lush, the young man muttered very quietly.
"Yes .. I hope it's like that."
***
After a few hours, Adam and three others finally reached a village that was quite far from City B.
The villages in the mountain area are quite far from each other.
When the new parked the car in front of the village head's house, many neighbors, especially children, were staring at the car with expressions of amazement and curiosity.
"Do you know what that car is?"
"Can't you read? That's definitely a Jeep!"
"What kind of jeep?"
"Err ... I don't know either."
"Curtain! I thought you knew."
"..."
Such a conversation was heard in the ears of Adam and the other three people. Adam looked so calm, even looking quite indifferent. James looked pretty proud. While Carole and Jasmine looked somewhat embarrassed.
From the village chief's house, a middle-aged man with brown hair who started to whiten appeared. The man had a mustache and a neatly trimmed beard.
Seeing the figures of Adam and the other three, he hurriedly approached them.
The village chief immediately approached Adam then shook his hand with a relieved expression.
"You must be Chairman James. Thank you for coming to a place like this. This strange case really made the citizens start to fret."
Looking at the middle-aged man who shook his hands excitedly, Adam pretended to cough.
"Sorry, you're wrong. Mr. James you mean right here."
Adam said while pointing towards James. The atmosphere instantly became silent.
The village chief then let go of Adam's hand slowly. He then approached James and pretended to cough.
"As expected of Chairman James, it's really very reliable to hide the air of your existence."
Hearing that, Adam and the other three people were speechless. They could only praise the middle-aged man in their hearts.
This old man ... actually had such a thick face.
>> Connect.