In the evening, Klein, who had just returned from Saint Samuel Cathedral, was about to enter the dining hall on the second floor when he saw Butler Walter come over.
"Sir, the matter you wanted to investigate has been clarified."
Klein didn't ask in front of the servants around him as he nodded calmly.
"Let's go to the study."
Walter followed behind him all the way to the third floor. He watched as Richardson opened the door to the study room and lit up the gas wall lamp inside.
Klein walked unhurriedly to the back of the desk and sat down. He looked at the butler and waited for him to speak.
Walter gestured for Richardson to stand guard outside the door as he leaned closer to the desk and deliberated over his words.
When the door was closed again, he said,
"Ma 'am Wahana's husband is a cloth merchant. He previously worked with someone and invested 1,000 pounds, but the other party ran off with the goods. She has already requested Member of Parliament Macht and Ma' am Riana to urge the police to solve the case as soon as possible. However, the police can't guarantee that they will definitely find the target."
Klein picked up the black fountain pen on the desk and stroked it.
"To Madam Wahana's family, 1,000 pounds isn't a small sum."
As far as he knew, the average governess did not earn more than 150 pounds a year, and even less if the employer provided lodging and food.
Although Wahana served the upper class and had many employers, her annual income was four to five hundred pounds at most. Furthermore, she had to spend a large portion of it on her own attire, posture, and appearance to prevent her employers from thinking that she wasn't presentable enough and unable to teach her etiquette.
"Yes, her husband's income is only considered average among the cloth merchants. To him, 1,000 pounds is a rather large investment," Walter said tactfully.
It's the same for me … Klein sighed and smiled.
"I just came to Baekeland. I'm not familiar with the police department."
Walter immediately replied,
"Sir, when I was serving Viscount Conrad, I knew a few members of the Baekeland Senior Police Association."
Baekeland Senior Police Officers Association? They were all high-ranking people in Sivellaus Yard. Even the chief superintendent in charge of the district's security was not qualified to enter.
Sivellaus Yard was the police station of Baekeland, named after the street on which it stood.
As expected of a butler from a noble family … Klein sighed inwardly and shook his head with a smile.
"There's no need for the time being. In this aspect, Ma 'am Wahana can seek help from too many people. Be it Member of Parliament Macht or anyone else, they have the ability to make Sivellaus Yard take this case seriously."
He paused and pretended to say casually,
"I've seen the bottom of this society, and I know how they live. Sometimes, the police might not be as useful as gang members or bounty hunters.
"Walter, go to the police department and get the relevant information. Go to the famous bars in the Baekeland Bridge area and East Borough to post the bounty.
"Regardless of whether you find the corresponding criminal or retrieve the cloth, I'll give you a reward of 200 pounds.
"Hehe, I just hope those scammers are still in Baekeland."
"200 pounds bounty?" Walter repeated the number and couldn't help but glance at his employer, as though he couldn't believe that he was willing to pay so much for Wahana's matter.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to remind her of something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
"Yes, sir."
"I'll give you the money directly." Klein slowly stood up and took out his wallet.
As Walter received the thick stack of cash, he pondered and asked,
"Should we tell Lady Wahana?"
Klein smiled.
"No need."
Walter nodded in enlightenment and bowed.
"Your reputation for generosity and kindness will spread throughout this neighborhood."
…
East Side, Dharavi Street, in a cramped but lively tavern.
Xio, who had carefully combed her short blonde hair, squeezed through the area filled with the fragrance of alcohol and the stench of sweat and arrived at the bar counter.
She knocked on the wooden board and said to the bartender,
"Are there any new commissions today?"
If it were anyone else, the bartender would definitely ignore them if they asked without ordering alcohol. But seeing that it was Xio, a bounty hunter whom everyone would rather not drink, he could only sigh.
"There's a very generous bounty, 200 pounds."
"200 pounds?" Xio nearly suspected that she had heard wrongly. Apart from receiving missions of this level or higher from Miss Audrey, she had never encountered such a bounty in East Borough or Baekeland Bridge. Even the Aztec Eggers mission that had sent bounty hunters into a frenzy was only 150 pounds.
To an ordinary bounty hunter, as long as they could complete this commission, it meant that they didn't need to work for a year!
To Xio, this was equally important. This was because she had been helping the mysterious golden-masked man for the past few months, and she had learned that he was from MI9. By accumulating merit points, she could exchange them for the Interrogator potion formula.
Therefore, the remuneration she received for helping him was very little. Most of it was converted into merit points, and her savings came from her advantage in finding and pursuing criminals after becoming a Sheriff.
Once I get the potion formula, I'll still have to spend money to buy Beyonder ingredients. And I only have about 300 pounds … Fors is right. Money isn't omnipotent, but it's sufficiently important … With this in mind, Xio looked at the bartender and asked cautiously,
"What mission? Who commissioned it? "
"To find a few cheats. They scammed 1,000 pounds worth of cloth." As the bartender handed the information to Xio, he said, "The person who commissioned the mission seems to be a butler. He calls himself Walter, and he's in the service of Mr. Dawn Dantès of Böklund Street. If you can catch the cheats or find the cloth, you can head there to claim the bounty."
Xio quickly flipped through the information as a corresponding image quickly appeared in her mind. She instinctively had a direction to investigate.
"I'll accept this mission," she immediately looked up and said.
The bartender shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not just you.
"It's not just you. All the bounty hunters who have come here have accepted this mission.
"Furthermore, they have other ideas."
"What ideas?" Xio asked out of curiosity.
The bartender chuckled.
"They said that Mr. Dawn Dantès is so generous that if he's lacking a bodyguard, they can recommend themselves.
"However, they later gave up on this idea. This is because being a bodyguard isn't as free as being a bounty hunter. Even drinking has to be done on days off."
This isn't a problem for me, but I can only be a bounty hunter … Xio nodded and jumped off the high stool in front of the bar counter. Without wasting any time, she walked to the door.
…
The next day, after Klein finished his lunch, he planned on taking a stroll in his garden to aid digestion.
At this moment, Butler Walter came in and quietly followed behind him. He waited until there was no one around.
"Sir, there are two matters," he said politely.
"Two matters?" Klein was somewhat surprised. He imagined that there would only be one.
Walter nodded and said, "Yes.
The first matter is regarding 10% of the Baekeland Bike Company's shares. Someone has already offered 10,000 pounds.
"Sir, do you wish to continue bidding?"
Raise the price by 1,000 pounds? Not bad! Klein pretended to be put in a difficult position as he thought.
"I just came to Baekeland. There are many things I need to restrain.
"Let's leave it at that. Let's leave it at that …"
"Alright, Sir." Walter then said, "The cheater who scammed Ma 'am Wahana's husband of the cloth has been caught. The bounty hunter is already nearby and is requesting payment."
"That fast?" Klein turned his head in surprise and looked at his butler.
If he were to take action personally, it was true that he could resolve it on the same day. After all, he had the dowsing rod technique to search for people. But the problem was that most bounty hunters weren't Seers.
Hmm, perhaps it's a Beyonder who's good at tracking and finding people … Klein made a preliminary judgment.
Walter answered with certainty, "Yes.
It's much faster than I expected.
"According to the bounty hunter, she traced the source of the stolen goods and found the cheats."
The source of the stolen goods was so easily revealed? From the looks of it, she's been educated with an iron fist … Klein nodded slightly.
"What's the bounty hunter's name? She's very capable … "
"She calls herself Xio," Walter answered truthfully.
No way … Klein nearly stumbled. Thankfully, he had the superb balance of a Clown.
He pretended to calm the waves in his heart as he deliberated and said, "Leave behind the contact information of the bounty hunter.
"Leave the contact information of the bounty hunter. Maybe there will be a chance to ask for her help in the future."
"Alright, Sir." Walter didn't think that there was anything wrong with Dawn Dantès's instructions. A qualified member of high society had to have some unofficial channels.
Klein didn't continue the topic of Xio as he tersely acknowledged.
"How much was recovered?"
"The cheats' cash and the unsold cloth totals 850 pounds." Walter seemed to have expected his employer to ask about this matter, so he had done an assessment ahead of time.
"Very good." Klein nodded. "After paying the bounty hunter, help her send the cheats and the stolen goods to the nearest police station."
…
North Borough Police Station.
Wahana and her husband, Baccus, looked at the high-ranking inspector opposite them and asked in surprise,
"Found it?"
"Caught them?"
The high-ranking inspector replied with a smile.
"Yes."
He recounted the amount of cash and cloth they had left, making Wahana and Baccus heave a sigh of relief.
150 pounds was something they could afford. Furthermore, the remaining cloth still had room for appreciation and profit. Overall, the losses weren't huge.
They repeatedly thanked the officer until someone came to get Baccus to identify the stolen goods and the criminal.
Wahana sat there without losing her composure. She smiled at the high-ranking inspector in front of her.
"Your efficiency has exceeded my expectations. I'm very curious. How did you find those cheats?"
Knowing that the beautiful and elegant lady knew a House of Commons Member of Parliament and that they would figure out the truth sooner or later, the high-ranking inspector didn't hide anything.
"Actually, it was done by a bounty hunter. She started by selling the stolen goods and quickly caught the culprit."
"You issued a bounty?" Wahana seemed to understand the whole story.
The high-ranking inspector shook his head and said, "We didn't have the time.
"We haven't had the time. Someone posted a reward for 200 pounds."
"200 pounds?" Wahana asked in surprise.
This wasn't a small sum. It even exceeded the profits her husband expected from this business.
Seeing the officer give an affirmative answer, Wahana couldn't help but ask,
"Who issued the bounty?"
"The bounty hunter didn't say, but she was accompanied by a gentleman dressed as a butler." The high-ranking inspector simply described Walter's appearance.
Wahana vaguely guessed who it was as she leaned back and subconsciously muttered,
"200 pounds …"
…
In the afternoon, at Member of Parliament Macht's house, Wahana, who had come to teach his daughter etiquette, first thanked Ma 'am Riana for her help.
The green-haired Riana said a few words of modesty and changed the topic.
"Wahana, I heard that you're still Mr. Dawn Dantès' etiquette teacher. What kind of person is he?"
Wahana deliberated for a moment.
"A real gentleman, warm-hearted, generous, good-natured, cultured, gentlemanly, and knowledgeable."
Riana nodded slightly. She turned to look at the haughty girl beside her and said with a light chuckle,
"It's a pity that he's too old. Otherwise, he would be a good matchmaking partner.
"Well, I'm going to invite him to the dance this weekend."
。 Nine Heavens Divine Emperors
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