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a month later.

During this time, Jessica resigned.

The job of a mover is a laborious job. Although she has strength, it is not her ideal.

Her ideal is still the same as 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 if Jessica really belonged to the detective material, and Jessica took out several detective novels and explained to Ivan.

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

Ivan can only smile wryly at this. It’s a bit like someone watching the complete works of Conan...and then saying that he knows more than 600 ways to kill people, is proficient in more than 200 ways to kill people in secret rooms, knows hundreds of poisons, and can create various alibi Same...

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

Then Jessica rented a cheap house in the Clinton administrative area and opened a detective agency. She said that it was more chaotic over there, and it was the easiest place to receive commissions.

But Ivan knew that there were many gangs in that place, and the law and order was not good. Jessica was not safe as a detective in that place.

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

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

This office is very large. Besides the front hall, there are three vacant rooms, and Ivan and Jessica live in one.

A few days before coming here, no one cared about this office, and Jessica and Ivan were too idle.

So Ivan bought an arcade game machine and a pool table, and piled these two things in the office. The office, which was originally empty, immediately looked a little more stylish.

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

Every day when I am hungry, I go to a nearby restaurant. I have to say that the security of this street is not very good. Sometimes Ivan can see people fighting on the street on the way to the burger restaurant.

It's early in the day.

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

Oh? Jessica is about to welcome her first client?

Thinking of this, Ivan went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a white man in a purple formal suit, about twenty years old.

Purple coat, 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 it 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.

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

"If it's for this, then don't give it away."

"No, no, no, other than picking up girls, I actually have business to do." Kevin said quickly.

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

"What shall I call you?"

"Evan Jones."

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

"Then you're here for trouble?"

Ivan didn't like the man in front of him,

That grinning appearance doesn't look like a serious resident at first glance.

He thought the man might be gang related.

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

Ivan didn't speak, 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 at any time."

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

When Ivan saw what Kevin said, he knew that the gang was asking for protection fees in a routine way.

"Mr. Jones is worthy of being a smart man. He has already thought about the same thing. I am working for Jin Bing. You don't need to tell me about Jin Bing's status in the Clinton administrative district. All you have to do is provide a small amount of money to Jin Bing. You can get asylum within a month."

After Kevin finished speaking, he thought for a while and added: "Other gangs dare not touch you during this period. If they do, we will provide you with protection."

"For things like protection fees, if you don't need protection, you don't need to pay." Ivan said lightly.

"Look at you, say 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'm just here temporarily during the summer vacation."

"So you're just a student, oh~ then I get it, and it makes sense that you're ignorant."

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

He watched the dice and flicked it up. The dice rolled several times in mid-air and finally fell on the table.

It was six o'clock.

He looked at Ivan with a sneer: "Five thousand dollars, I guarantee that you will spend the first month here safely, otherwise I am ready to clean up your mess."

This is already a naked threat.

Facing the threat, Ivan's expression did not change at all, and he joked.

"I have a proposal. Jin Bing will pay me a protection fee of 50,000 US dollars every month. How about I protect him?"

'puff! '

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

Kevin stood up, lifted his pants and looked down at Ivan: "Youth is ignorant, but you are a little too ignorant. Remember this!"

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

It was Jessica's hand.

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

"What do you want to do to Fan?"

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

Kevin tidied up his shirt and said with a smile, "Not bad at all. Let me introduce myself. My name is Kevin Thompson. In addition..."

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