Chapter 1627: Chapter 1627

Therefore, whether in the gang circles of the Southern District or among the secret detective circles, Matthew is quite famous.

Moreover, he is very popular.

Because Matthew only insists on doing his own thing and never obstructs others from making money.

Sometimes, he even helps out.

With such a premise, Matthew naturally is welcomed by everyone.

No longer a young man, Matthew is not married.

He lives alone at 112 Zhengli Tree Street in the Southern District, a two-story stone and wood mixed house. On Xie Zao Tree Street, he also has a shopfront—the rent from which has long allowed the bachelor Matthew to lead a relatively affluent life. Paired with a secret detective's salary, Matthew's life, even in some moderately famous businessmen's eyes, is good.

At least, during breakfast, they would not open an expensive bottle of wine.

Humming a small tune from the south of Sewock.

When sobering up, Matthew made himself a simple breakfast.

Fried ham, chicken salad, fried fish, and a butter honey bread.

A breakfast considered reserved for wealthy families.

It has always been Matthew's trademark.

As he was sobering up, right when Matthew gave a shake to his napkin to prepare to eat, his door was knocked on and then directly pushed open.

The anger that rose in Matthew's heart vanished immediately when he saw that plump figure.

All that remained was vexation.

A bit of helplessness.

"Luodeni, I told you, don't come to me directly, you and my identities... huh?"

Matthew continued speaking to himself.

And Jason, who walked in the last.

"'Bloodthirsty Hunter'?!"

Matthew is undoubtedly someone well-informed; he knows everything about what happened in the past 24 hours in Tert.

Moreover, he has seen Jason's portrait.

This is not because Matthew is exceptionally capable.

But because the wanted image of 'bloodthirsty hunter' Jason appeared in the hands of every secret detective in Tert half an hour ago.

Upon recognizing Jason at a glance, this secret detective instinctively went to reach for his revolver.

However, he reached for nothing.

The gun appeared in Jason's hand.

And the Jason, who was just outside the door, was now right in front of him.

The muzzle of the revolver, which belonged to him, was pointed at him.

Immediately, Matthew chuckled.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

"It was just a reflex reaction!"

"No malice intended!"

He glared at Luodeni while speaking.

He wished he could shoot the fat man's head in front of him.

Even when he had always been blackmailed and had to maintain limited cooperation with him, he never wanted to get rid of him as much as he did now.

"I was also forced to do this!"

"We want to find a safe place!"

"There's no place safer than here!"

Luodeni spoke as if he returned home, pulling out a chair to sit by the dining table.

Luodeni picked up the wine and asked Jason and Taniel.

The former shook his head and returned the revolver to Matthew.

The latter straightforwardly asked.

"The kind with black pepper."

"It's in the kitchen."

Matthew, relieved after retrieving his gun, at least knew that the 'bloodthirsty hunter' in front of him did not seem to have murderous intent towards him, otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered so much.

A moment ago, he could have snapped his neck without any issue.

Judging from the other's strength, it wouldn't have been difficult.

With a different foundation of cooperation with Luodeni, being temporarily assured of safety, Matthew completely relaxed, reverting to his usual cheerful demeanor.

Taniel accepted without hesitation.

Having someone help with cooking would be easy.

He knows well his friend's appetite.

"Are you satisfied here?"

"Matthew, the former 'financial fraudster', now a 'secret detective', is a stage three 'assassin' professional, the 'deceiver', a guy temporarily worth trusting—he won't sell us out unless he doesn't want to live anymore himself."

Luodeni said with a smile.

"What do you mean by temporarily?"

"Those who were deceived by you believed that too."

Luodeni retorted unceremoniously.

"Hundred-year-old tomb?"

Jason directly asked.

"Give me an hour, I've already arranged it."

Luodeni poured himself a drink while speaking.

Then, this plump informant couldn't help his curiosity again.

"What on earth happened?"

"Lord Jason, why did that impostor frame you?"

"To be able to easily kill two fifth-stage special 'professionals'!"

Like a machine gun, Luodeni asked continuously.

But he didn't say a word.

He didn't trust the fat man in front of him.

When he discovered the impostor's identity, he wouldn't tell anyone.

Until, finally, the moment the mystery is unraveled.

Because this is extremely advantageous to him.

The other party wouldn't conceive that he had already been exposed.

As for what the other party wanted to do?

Jason has some guesses.

But more questions remain.

Fortunately, he could wait.

After all, he has always been very patient. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novｅlfire.net

As for how he discovered it?

He, Jason, is extraordinarily gifted.

Prince Ruitai's mansion.

The face of the already stern-looking Prince Ruitai was now even more frigid.

The surrounding attendants, servants, and maids were as silent as cicadas in winter.