Chapter 552: A Letter from Afar

"The Grand Duke's lover... oh, I'm not talking about you."

Seeing Xia De suddenly look at him, Director Anluosi immediately explained.

"I didn't say you were talking about me?"

Xia De also said this, and both of them felt a bit awkward, so they very consciously bypassed this topic:

"It's like this. Virgil Cameron also went to Tobeisk to participate in the Dacheng Player. But we suspect that his real purpose is to come to Tobeisk to meet with people from Karsenrik."

Director Anluosi continued.

"Sorry, please wait."

Xia De raised his hand and asked hesitantly:

"Are you saying that he specifically ran to Tobeisk to meet the other party? Compared to the small principality in the south, isn't it more dangerous here? Even if the principality has been suspected by the royal family, wouldn't it be safer to just find a rural town in the kingdom than Tobeisk?"

"The specific reason is still under investigation, but it's probably because both sides don't trust each other and aren't willing to set the meeting place in a remote rural area. And, this meeting is a top-secret operation. Our people know this news purely by coincidence. In short—"

One of Mr. Anluosi's hands patted Xia De's shoulder, and he looked at him with burning eyes:

"Virgil Cameron will be strictly monitored in Tobeisk, but the final three competition venues of the Dacheng Player are not allowed to be entered at will. Although we have inserted manpower, it's not safe after all. So, if you and that Mr. Cameron both enter the finals by a small probability, I want you to try your best to monitor whether he has met with any suspicious people."

The Dacheng Player Rod Card Tournament lasts for two weeks. The preliminaries start on Friday, the semi-finals are next week, and the 8 players who will participate in the finals will be selected next weekend. The finals consist of three matches, and only guests holding special invitations can watch the matches. Moreover, the invitations were issued half a year in advance, and the list had already been announced. If MI6 just got the news, it would indeed be difficult to temporarily insert reliable manpower.

"If it's just this kind of mission, I think it's no problem."

Xia De nodded, considering it a commission. Mr. Anluosi was very satisfied with his attitude:

"The possibility of both sides meeting at the final venue of the Dacheng Player is very small. After all, whether Virgil Cameron can enter the finals is something no one can predict in advance. So, you don't have to have pressure."

He smiled, let go of his hand, but when the two walked back to the front door of the Equipment Management Office together, he turned to Xia De again;

"Look at my memory, I forgot to say, Xia De, I wish you success in the competition."

He patted Xia De's shoulder again:

"Our agents have never been able to enter the finals of the Dacheng Player. If you can win the 1853 championship, I think I can immediately adjust your salary level. After all, we welcome people with professional specialties to join the team."

When leaving the City Waste Treatment Management Center, because he accepted MI6's mission, Xia De couldn't help but think of the letter that was about to be mailed.

Detective Sparrow said that on the fifth day of September, which is this Thursday, a letter would be mailed to No. 6 St. Deran Square, and the price for Xia De to inherit all his legacy was just to maintain the detective agency until that day and burn that letter.

"Time really passes fast. Today is Monday, Thursday..."

He wasn't very sure if he would open it and take a look first when he received that letter. After all, his curiosity about that Sparrow was really great.

Since he received the free salary, Xia De followed the agreement and took Mia out for a big meal. This cat was sleepy after eating, so in the afternoon, he left Mia to sleep in the house alone, while he went to the city to handle the monthly gas fees, steam fees, and his own advertising fees in the newspaper.

Very coincidentally, at the Steam Bird Daily newspaper office, Xia De actually met Dorothy who came here to handle things.

The editors of the newspaper office were carrying a sack that looked very heavy, wanting to help Dorothy carry it to the four-wheeled carriage parked outside the newspaper office. Xia De asked around and found out that this was filled with letters from readers.

"Will you read every letter?"

Xia De asked Dorothy curiously, and then got an affirmative answer from the blonde young lady.

But when the two left the newspaper office, Dorothy told Xia De in a low voice that she actually only read a small part of them, and the rest were piled in the corner, thinking about piling these letters in the attic when she had money to buy her own house. After all, these were letters from readers. Even if she didn't have time to read them all, she wouldn't throw them away or burn them.

"Actually, you can put them at my place first. Anyway, my house is quite empty."

Xia De gave a suggestion, so his attic had five whole sacks of letters. But in return, Dorothy, who read detective records in Xia De's study for an afternoon, invited him to have dinner together at a high-end restaurant on Silver Cross Avenue that evening.

When paying the bill, Xia De noticed that Dorothy left the name of Lei Qianya's personal maid.

"She won't mind."

Dorothy said with a smile, which made Xia De think of the scene where Lei Qianya kissed him using Dorothy's body on Sunday night.

When waking up early on Tuesday, Xia De remembered the time wrong, thinking that the letter that needed to be burned would arrive today. But when he went to get milk outside the door, blown by the morning wind, he remembered that the letter would only be mailed on Thursday.

However, there was indeed a letter mailed from afar today. It was a letter from Miss Mia Gao De. The original owner of the cat Mia asked about the cat Mia's condition at a frequency of one letter per month and mailed the 10-pound maintenance fee for the cat to Xia De on time.

Except for MI6's salary, this money could actually be considered Xia De's fixed income.

In the letter, Miss Gao De was still concerned about Mia's recent situation and indicated that she had already received the photos of Mia that Xia De mailed last month.

She expressed her gratitude to the detective again, but also indicated that her illness still hadn't healed, and there were more and more troublesome things about her family's past that had already declined in her hometown town.

Within this year, she definitely couldn't set off to Tobeisk to pick up Mia, so she hoped the detective could take care of the cat for a while longer.

"Didn't you say last month that it was just the flu? How come it's still recuperating after a month? Is family business really that heavy?"

Xia De was puzzled by this, worrying about the client's health while being very glad that she didn't entrust others to come to Tobeisk to pick up the cat Mia.

"However, it looks like Miss Gao De is very rich, or rather, her 'declined' family is very rich."

Xia De flipped the two pages of the letter to check if there was any content on the back.

"If I want to buy Mia, I'm afraid it will also cost a lot of money..."

Thanks to selling the merman's elixir to Miss Jia Lin Na some time ago, Xia De now had savings of more than 2000 pounds. Although he couldn't tell what breed the cat Mia was, it shouldn't be very precious. But if it was superimposed with Miss Mia Gao De's love for this cat, Xia De wasn't sure if 2000 pounds would be enough to get the cat from that lady's hands.

"It seems I still have to continue to test the other party's attitude."

He found letter paper and prepared to write a reply:

"There are still four months left this year. Besides this month, I have three opportunities in October, November, and December to write to Miss Gao De and talk. I must determine whether the other party is willing to sell the cat to me before January next year. Actually, dragging it out is also good. Maybe gradually, Miss Gao De's feelings for Mia will fade... mm, I still have to prepare to save money."

【Have you ever thought about what would happen if that lady died of illness?】

Her voice suddenly appeared in his ear. Xia De thought for a while and shook his head violently:

"I can't curse the client, and even if Miss Gao De really died of illness, I would personally go to that small town and inform her at her grave that I intend to adopt Mia. However, I don't hope for this kind of thing to happen."

【Why? Don't want to go on a long-distance trip?】

"No, I hope everyone can live well."

He unscrewed the cap of the fountain pen, drove away the cat that was circling around the ink bottle, and the cat jumped onto Xia De's lap:

"Mortals will eventually die, but I hope that people I know will not leave because of accidents." ===== CHAPTER 553 =====