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"Is this true? No problem, no problem, definitely no problem. How much money does sir need? Tell me, I'll get it."

Are you asking about the specific quantity?

Xiang Lan's demand is of course getting better and better, but in order not to let the successful businessman with a "seemingly flexible" see some clues, he deliberately used vague rhetoric.

"Mr. I didn't say how much money it would be needed, but not counting "The Ghoul's Feast", the other works can be sold for at least 600 pounds. Of course, Mr. Jones, there is a saying that I don't know if it's to say it or not."

"Please say it."

"Sir, I urgently need money, this is your opportunity!" Xiang Lan raised his eyebrows, "There is a saying in Dongfang that you don't know if you know, and adding icing on the cake is not as good as a timely help."

Jones was slightly stunned. He had been wandering outside for many years, so he naturally understood the meaning of this sentence.

If you think about it carefully, this is indeed the reason.

——"It is better to send help when others are good."

Helping this suffering guy can remember his kindness even more.

"Yes, you're right. You're right. I only have 3,000 pounds of cash at the moment. You can give it to the sir first."

Three thousand pounds!!

It has been calculated before that one hundred pounds is equivalent to fifty thousand yuan now.

Then three thousand pounds are equivalent to the current one.5 million. Such a huge sum of money naturally makes Xiang Lan feel excited.

But he couldn't express it on the surface, he could only praise this agent all the time.

"What a great courage! Mr. Jones, I finally understand why you are a successful businessman."

"It's too much, too much."

Jones made a phone call, and after a while, his subordinates brought a suitcase.

"Considering that Mr. Winslow is in the country, I specially exchanged it for cash."

"You are so kind, I will convey your respect to Mr., so let's say goodbye." Xiang Lan picked up the suitcase and did not leave quickly immediately. Instead, he stood up casually and glanced at the coffee half-drinked by himself on the table. "Ah, by the way, your coffee beans are very good. Can you pack a pack for me?"

"Just like it." Jones smiled.

"Okay, Mr. Jones, see you."

“See you goodbye.”

Xiang Lan walked out of Jones' office with the box in his hand.

"A successful businessman...? Haha."

.....

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the woods, Conan Bi.

Xiao Han, Bai Xiaoqiao, Lemon, Shen Xuan, and Sheriff Lauhoki, five of them had dinner in Bob's hotel. After preparing their equipment, they set off. It was already afternoon. Everyone walked through the dense forest, stepped on thick pine needles and dry branches, and moved towards the direction of the cottage. Gradually, the trees became sparse, and everyone saw that Winslow's cottage was located in the open space at the end of the road.

It was surprisingly quiet around, and in the windless weather, even the sound of leaves swaying was very weak.

"I always feel very quiet! There are no villagers on the road, so it's so different from the village."

"It's probably because they're all working in the field, but those aren't important anymore." After hearing Bai Xiaoqiao's voice, Lauhoki answered.

"Since there is no one, we can let go."

Bai Xiaoqiao's eagerness to try made everyone else start to be assimilated by her, all of whom were ready to do something big.

Xiao Han was also motivated by Xiaoqiao in his heart. He knew very well that this time they went to the forest hut built by Winslow was the first time they had to face it, and it was also the last time. It was supposed to be the policeman from Scotland Yard, Xiang Lan, and they went with them, but now there are only five people, four detectives and one sheriff. How could they beat Winslow and their little cuties?

Although he knew this truth, Xiao Han did not retreat. Everything was possible, so he would definitely seize this opportunity.

He observed that the edge of the open space was about twenty meters away from the cabin.

"Mr. Sheriff, what do you think? Is our plan feasible?"

"No problem, follow the plan."

"Come on, let's have a big fight."

Xiao Han showed a rare smile on his face and stared at Winslow's residence hatefully.

......

At 3:30 pm, Conan Bi.

There was no figure on the open space of the hut in the forest. At this moment, a figure wearing a cheongsam and holding a notebook came out of the woods.

This person is nothing else, but Bai Xiaoqiao.

Bai Xiaoqiao knocked on the door lightly, but there was no response in the room.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoqiao's eyes turned, he thought about it, raised his mind, and immediately smashed the door with his fist as big as a sandbag.

"Mr. Winslow, are you here?"

"Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there?"

Bai Xiaoqiao's knocking on the door became louder and louder, and it was not until it was almost as if it was smashed that an impatient response came from the door.

"Who is it?"

"Hello, Mr. Winslow, I am a reporter from the "Judgment Morning Post". I hope to interview you." Bai Xiaoqiao cleared his throat and asked in an almost sweet voice.

However, the old lunatic inside the door was not grateful.

"No, get out!"

"It's only a few minutes to delay you." Bai Xiaoqiao continued to ask unwillingly.

"I said, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work!"

"Mr. Winslow, I'll ask only one question, and it'll be fine soon!"

Seeing that the old madman refused to agree, Bai Xiaoqiao continued to swing his fist as big as a sandbag to smash the door, hoping to hit him until he came out.

Of course, normal people cannot rest well by the continuous sound of smashing the door. Although Winslow is not a normal person, he cannot tolerate such noise. What's more, when the ceremony is about to be completed, this requires Winslow to concentrate. How could he tolerate his work environment being uneasy?

"Damn it, okay okay."

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the corridor. Bai Xiaoqiao found that there seemed to be a mystery hidden among the sound of footsteps.

How to say it?

There seemed to be two footsteps inside, one was fast and light, and the other was slow and heavy. In addition, there was also the sound of crutches contacting the floor.

Bai Xiaoqiao took this time and gestured to everyone to show his discovery.

After a while, the door opened and a silver-haired old man wearing a nightgown and a cane appeared in front of Bai Xiaoqiao.

"You can find this place. You reporters are really fast. What are you asking? Ask!"

"Sir, there are rumors that you gathered twelve assistants and were in seclusion for three months at Conanbi. Is that true?"

"You guys usually listen to the wind and rain, why are you so well-informed now? Indeed, my greatest work is about to be completed. Do you want to see it?"
Chapter completed!