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A month later.

During this period, Jessica resigned.

The career of a mover is a labor of strength. Although she has strength, it is not her ideal.

Her ideal is the same as what she said to Ivan before, that is, to be a detective, accept various commissions, and be a hero when she is bored.

Ivan was very helpless. He didn't know whether Jessica really belonged to a detective. Jessica took out several detective novels and explained to Ivan.

"I'm a woman who has read more than a dozen crime-solving novels! I've learned all the knowledge in them! No problem!"

Ivan only smiled bitterly at this. It was a bit like someone watched the complete works of Conan... Then he said that he knew more than 600 kinds of killing methods, was proficient in more than 200 kinds of secret room killing methods, knew hundreds of poisons, and would make all kinds of alibi Same...

Everyone has ideals, and Ivan didn't want to pour cold water on her, so he left her alone.

Then Jessica rented a cheap house in the Clinton administrative area and opened a detective agency. She said that it was a messy place and it was the easiest place to receive entrustments.

But Ivan knew that there were many gangs in that place, and the law and order was not good. Jessica made it clear that it was not safe to be a detective in that place.

Anyway, the summer vacation is almost over, Ivan decided to go there to play with Jessica for a while to see what Jessica's so-called detective is like.

On 39th Street in the Clinton Administrative District, Jessica's office was named by her: 'Jones Detective Agency'.

This office is very big. In addition to the front hall, there are three vacant rooms. Ivan and Jessica live in one.

A few days before I came here, no one cared about this office, and Jessica and Ivan were very busy.

So Ivan bought an arcade game machine, a pool table, and put these two things in the office. The office that was still somewhat empty immediately became more stylish.

Jessica was so happy, the two played billiards and arcades every day, and lived a life that had nothing to do with detectives.

Every day when I get hungry, I go to a nearby restaurant. I have to say that the street is not very safe. Sometimes Ivan can see people fighting on the street on the way to the burger shop.

Early this day.

Ivan woke up to take a shower, and was brushing his teeth when he heard someone knocking on the door of the office outside.

Oh? Jessica is getting her first client?

Thinking like this, Ivan went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a white man in a purple formal suit, probably in his twenties.

Purple clothes, purple tie, purple breeches.

He bared his white teeth and greeted Ivan with a smile.

"Hi, hello, I heard that this is a newly opened detective agency, right?"

"um, yes."

Jessica should still be sleeping in her room. In fact, no one thought that someone would come to the door today. If she knew, she would definitely get up early.

"I'm Kevin, Kevin Thompson." He introduced himself.

"Well, is there a commission?"

"But I heard that this was opened by a girl? Is the information wrong?"

"What are you here for?"

"Okay, let me go in and talk." Kevin smiled.

After entering, the two sat cross-legged in front of the Japanese-style low table, and Kevin kept his smile all the time.

"Actually, I took over this job originally to pick up girls by the way, but I didn't expect you to be a man." Kevin said.

"If you do it for this, then you won't send it."

"Don't, don't, besides picking up girls, I actually have business affairs." Kevin said quickly.

"You can tell me about your commission first." Ivan said lightly.

"What should I call you?"

"Ivan Jones."

"Okay, Mr. Jones, let me talk about the main point first. The main point is that I am not here to entrust or anything, nor is it the one you imagined."

"Then you are here to make trouble?"

Ivan didn't like the person in front of him, and his smiling face didn't look like a serious resident.

He thought the man might have something to do with the gang.

"On the contrary, I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to help you avoid trouble." Kevin smiled.

Ivan didn't speak, he was just playing with the dice on the low table, he waited for Kevin's next words.

"You also know that the law and order here is very poor, and there are gangs everywhere. It is very unsafe for you to open an office here, and you may be smashed by someone at any time."

"Then what should I do? Pay you money? Will you protect me?" Ivan said casually.

When Ivan saw what Kevin said, he knew that this was the gang's routine asking for protection money.

"Mr. Jones is indeed a smart man, and he thinks about the same. I do things for Kim and you don't need me to tell you about Kim's position in the Clinton Administration. All you have to do is to provide Kim and a small amount of money. You can get asylum within a month.”

After Kevin finished speaking, he thought about it and added: "Other gangs dare not touch you during this period. If there is, we will provide you with protection."

"If you don't need protection, you don't have to pay for protection fees." Ivan said lightly.

"Look at you, saying such unrealistic words with a blank face, Mr. Jones, do you have any background? Tell me about it." Kevin looked at Ivan with a light smile.

"As for the background... I'm still a student, and I just play here temporarily during the summer vacation."

"So you're still just a student~www.wuxiahere.com~Oh~ then I understand, so it makes sense if you don't have any knowledge."

Kevin said this, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the dice from Ivan's fingertips.

He stared at the dice and flicked it upwards. The dice rolled several times in mid-air and finally fell on the table.

It's exactly six o'clock.

He looked at Ivan with a sneer: "Five thousand dollars, guarantee you a safe first month here, or be ready to clean up your mess."

This is already a blatant threat.

Facing the threat, Ivan's expression didn't change at all, he joked.

"I have a proposal. Jin will pay me $50,000 a month for protection. How can I protect him?"

'Pfft! ’

This made Kevin laugh: "Look at you, you have a weak hand like a woman. Who can you protect with a fist like yours? I can even punch you."

Kevin stood up, raised his pants and looked down at Ivan: "Young is ignorant, but you are a little too ignorant, remember this for me!"

With a 'bang', he raised his foot and kicked the low table over. The low table turned continuously and smashed towards Ivan's face, but was caught by a hand when he was ten centimeters away from Ivan's cheek.

It's Jessica's hand.

At this moment, Jessica was wearing pajamas. She put the table back on the ground smoothly and looked up at Kevin coldly.

"What do you want to do to Fan?"

"Yo, there really is a girl, there's nothing wrong with the information..."

Kevin adjusted his shirt and smiled, "Not bad, let me introduce myself, my name is Kevin Thompson, and..."

His smile became more and more sinister, stared at Jessica and said, "They all call me the 'Purple Man'."

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