Chapter 1632: Chapter 1632

Matthew went to work as usual.

As a secret detective, the job is complex if you say so, but also simple if you say so.

Of course, for someone like Matthew who is 'well-connected', it's extremely simple.

A burly man dressed decently, but his bulky face almost bursting out of his well-fitted suit, handed a bottle of packaged wine to Matthew.

Naturally, the brown paper bag far exceeded the size of the wine bottle itself.

Matthew weighed it in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Matthew said, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and handing it over.

Looking at the cigarette being handed over, the burly man named Karl also cracked a smile.

It looked like Matthew was satisfied.

So, for the next month, they wouldn't have to worry.

As the boss of several 'Golden Fingers' in the Southern District and the docks, Karl breathed a sigh of relief—this 'Golden Finger' wasn't the 'Professional' kind of Golden Finger, but meant those who do petty theft.

Karl has been operating in the Southern District and the docks for nearly ten years.

Initially, it was tough going.

His men were either caught or captured along with their loot while selling stolen goods.

It wasn't until Matthew appeared that things started getting better.

To gain something, one must pay a price.

Karl deeply understands this principle, so meeting Matthew every month has become inevitable.

"Matthew, what's going on with that 'Bloodthirsty Hunter'?"

Sitting in the deep corner of the alley, Karl smoked his cigarette, his gaze sweeping over his men at the alley's entrance, confirming there were no outsiders before asking.

Everyone today was discussing the 'Bloodthirsty Hunter', the 'Mystical Side', ordinary people, and naturally the 'gray zone' was no exception.

"A terrifying person."

"They've done so many things."

"Recently, make sure your people are careful, don't provoke individuals or pairs, especially those pairs where one looks a bit clumsy and seemingly like sitting ducks."

"Don't cooperate with those looking for this 'Bloodthirsty Hunter'. "

"Whether they're acquaintances or strangers."

Matthew said earnestly.

"Some matters can be involved in, others should not."

"In a few more months, I'm planning to retire."

Karl nodded with a smile.

Matthew wasn't surprised.

Karl hinted a year ago about his plans to retire soon.

The reason for dragging it out another year was no more than to make his 'retirement fund' a little richer—as Matthew knew, Karl had at least five properties in Tert, including two shops.

Such wealth, placed in Sewock, could already be considered upper-middle level.

After all, Tert is Sewock's capital, and housing prices have always been expensive.

With this as the premise, Karl could live a wealthy life after retirement.

Always think 'a bit more'.

In this regard, Matthew understood well.

So, over the year, he hadn't pushed too hard on the 'commission'.

"That kid Sphink, clever, understands the rules, skilled too, completed the 'Transcendent Baptism' last week, fully capable of taking over my position without making a mess."

Who's Karl's successor isn't important; what matters is that there won't be a mess.

Apart from the monthly 'commission', street stability is one of the key reasons Matthew cooperates with Karl.

Dusting off, Matthew stood up and walked towards the alley exit.

Monthly meetings with Karl don't need deep conversations.

Just take the 'commission', convey a few messages, and that's it.

If there are special matters, they'll be informed additionally.

As for chatting longer?

If indeed chatting longer were necessary, it wouldn't be here.

Karl watched Matthew leave.

Then, he too left the alley with his men.

And behind Karl's group, Matthew stood in another side of the shadows, quietly following.

As a 'Great Thief', Matthew has been able to remain free until now due to necessary caution and care, always keeping a hand up his sleeve.

Especially at critical times .

Though his cooperation with Karl has lasted ten years, they are still in collaboration.

He cannot afford to let his guard down.

Experience proves that such precaution is very necessary.

In the next few hours, Karl met several bosses.

All of them bosses of the Southern District, dock area.

Fields they touched are different.

But each has a considerable number of subordinates.

Whatever Karl planned, it was naturally self-evident.

"Adding up to 20,000 Gold Crooks, plus a 'Hulk Silver Grade Magic Potion', and 100ml of 'Dragon Blood', enough to tempt these people!"

He understands Karl and these people well, despite having touched the 'Mystical Side', they cannot truly integrate into it, and that taste is definitely frustrating.

Therefore, if it's possible, naturally they'd want to obtain a 'Profession'.

Greed accompanies death!

Matthew shook his head, choosing not to think more.

It's beyond his control.

And he doesn't want to control it.

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That 'Bloodthirsty Hunter' is at his house.

Thinking of this, Matthew felt his temples throb.

But what could he do?

At this moment, Matthew's experience told him it was best to do nothing, otherwise, it might backfire.

Thinking in his heart, Matthew headed towards No. 112 Zhengli Tree Street.

Yet, upon reaching the street corner, Matthew froze.