Have you ever seen a teenage boy?Wearing an old coat!One of the few men who rushed into the carriage looked at the flight attendant viciously.
Klein glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw the other party’s thin and delicate skin, his skin was dark like long-term sun exposure, and his eye sockets were much sunken than normal people in the Ruan Kingdom.
Plateau people?Or mixed race?He nodded thoughtfully.
In the central northern continent, at the beginning of the Hornaches Mountains, it is a plateau with a dry climate. Most of it belongs to the Kingdom of Fenerport, and is westwardly attributed to the Republic of Tees, and is occupied by the Kingdom of Ruen near the east. The indigenous people are thin, barbaric, brave and good at fighting. In the past, they have been one of the most troublesome problems in the three countries. However, with the improvement of gunpowder weapons and the changes in the form of war, these plateau people finally recognized the reality and completely surrendered.
A large part of them left the plateau, entered Beckland, entered Trier, entered the city of Fenerport, entered the prosperous cities and ports of the Northern Continent. Some became workers, and some became the fresh blood of local gangs, daring to fight and kill, and not afraid of big trouble.
The flight attendant was a man in his twenties. Hearing this, he shrank his body and pointed to the direction of the third-class carriage:
I saw...he went there.
The leader in the black coat and a half-high top hat nodded slightly, led a few accomplices and rushed towards the third-class carriage without any concern about the gaze of the passengers around him.
If I were that boy, I would have gotten off the third-class carriage by this time... Klein was thinking with dissatisfaction as he looked at the newspaper.
More than a minute later, the whistle sounded and the door of the car slowly closed.
Clang clang, the steam subway started to run from slow to fast, but at this moment, Klein suddenly felt touched and looked up at the door leading to the other second-class carriages.
The fifteen-year-old boy who had worn an old coat, a dome hat and a torn shoulder bag walked slowly into the car.
His face was green, his facial features were delicate, and his bright red eyes were condensed and serious.
………Awesome Ah, I got off the third-class carriage, went around and came to the first-class carriage again?Are you afraid that the chasers and accomplices will wait in the subway station?Klein was a little surprised, and felt that the big boy in front of him had a very mature and cautious way of dealing with things, much better than many people in their twenties.
He tapped his left tooth gently, quietly turned on his spiritual vision, glanced at the big boy, and saw that his body was in a state of exhaustion, his mood was tense and low, but he still maintained a blue color of calm thinking.
Not simple…in terms of age… Klein muttered silently and continued to look down at his newspaper.
The big boy didn't realize that he had been looked at by the extraordinary person and walked towards the third-class carriage again.
The following journey was stable and calm, and Klein arrived at one of the three subway stations in Joewood District in more than twenty minutes.
He took a taxi carriage for nearly ten minutes and finally found Minsk Street. According to the description in the newspaper, he arrived at No. 17 next to No. 15 and rang the doorbell.
Futani!Futani!
As the ringtone echoed in the house, a mechanical bird that was not as beautiful as a model appeared on the door. It was only the size of a palm, composed of parts such as gears, and it kept nodding, making a sound similar to a cuckoo.
Very good toy, but the workmanship is a bit rough... Klein commented pertinently.
More than ten seconds later, the dark door was opened, and a young woman in a black and white maid's skirt looked at Klein with caution:
What's wrong with you?
Klein smiled and raised the newspaper wrapped in a cane-stick head and said:
I came to find Mrs. Summer to rent the house. It shouldn't be rented out yet, right?
The full name given in the newspaper is Starling Summer.
No.You wait a moment.The maid bent politely.
She hurried in and informed the hostess, and after a while, she came out again, led Klein into the house, and helped him put his cane and suitcase in the foyer, and hung his coat and hat on the coat rack in the same place.
The warm air waves came towards us, dispelling the coldness brought in by Klein. He glanced at him and saw the unique fireplace, the red pieces inside, and the burning smokeless charcoal.
The living room of the Summer's house is quite large, almost the entire floor of the Moretti's house. Some places are covered with decorative carpets and landscape paintings are hung.
The maid took Klein to the sofa area and said to the hostess in a light yellow dress:
Madam, the guest is here.
The hostess is about thirty years old, with blonde hair and blue eyes, beautiful appearance and well-maintained, holding a silver-inlaid palace feather fan in his hand.
Because it was at her own home and the fireplace created a warm environment, she did not wear high-neck clothes, her chest was white and greasy, and her neck was slender and smooth.
Yanagi Akka Amaka Ah!
It was a pity that I didn't see the maid's breasts just now, but now I admire the hostess.
Because of standing, Klein was condescending, and the scenery on Mrs. Summer's chest was unobstructed.
The smooth neck is not decorated with any jewelry, and the slightly curved collarbone below is sexy and charming. The proud breasts reveal white and tender arcs, squeezing together to form a deep gully.
Hello, Mrs. Summer.After finally retracting his eyes from Mrs. Summer's deep cleavage, Klein pressed his hand on his chest and bowed.
Mrs. Summer naturally discovered Klein's fiery but not disgusting gaze. Klein's image added a lot of points to him, so she was not angry and smiled reservedly:
Good evening, please sit down, do you want to have coffee or black tea?
Klein sat on the couch and replied calmly:
Black tea, thank you.
Julian, Marquis Black Tea.Mrs. Summer ordered the maid and her eyes turned slightly, "What should I call you?"
Sherlock Moriarty, you can call me Sherlock directly.Klein had already thought of a pseudonym.
At this time, he smelled the scent from the kitchen location and saw the complex pipes there.
Hoho, this is my husband's design. Although his job is the manager of Coyme Company, he is a mechanical enthusiast and a member of the Kingdom Soot Reduction Association.Mrs. Summer noticed Klein's gaze, smiled and explained.
Madam, don't introduce it in such a detailed way. I'm not here to go on a blind date with your husband... Klein complained and said with a smile on his face:
Madam, I hope to rent the house No. 15.
Mrs. Summer straightened her waist and sat gracefully and said, "
Then I must remind you something in advance. The house No. 15 does not have such pipes, such easy chairs, no card tables, no sideboards with mahogany bases, no good ceramic dining trays, no silver knife and fork, no gold-plated tea sets, no removable carpets...
She pointed to the things in her room and introduced them all the same, and finally added:
It originally belonged to my sister and brother-in-law, but my brother-in-law's business failed and had to move to the southern mainland. They also had a plantation in Bailang, but I did not agree with their choice. This was not fair to my nephew and niece. There was no good grammar school or even good tutor.
Madam, this is not something I want to know... Although I don't want to know these things, I won't be bored when I hear the beauty speak, especially Mrs. Summer is now straightening her waist and back, and the plumpness on her chest attracts Klein's attention.
Klein nodded sincerely:
Apart from the weather, no place in the Southern Continent can compare to Beckland.
His echo made Mrs. Summer very satisfied. She leaned forward slightly, held her hands in her chest, and inadvertently squeezed her breasts. Her fair breasts and bottomless gullies came into his eyes again.His eyes turned:
There is still a three-year lease for that house, I hope you can pay a one-year rent for one year, 18 sul per week, 1 sul per week, and I can only charge a little deposit for a total of 50 pounds.
Although I am very grateful for the benefits paid by Mrs. Summer, Crane will not lose her mind and he needs to rent another room.So while he was enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him, Klein shook his head and smiled:
Mrs. Summer, you should see that I just arrived in Beckland and I don’t know what will happen next. Paying 50 pounds at a time will reduce my ability to resist risks. My limit is half a year, 25 pounds.
He also plans to rent another one-bedroom room in Bakerland East for changing clothes, disguising and getting rid of tracking which is an essential preparation for what he intends to do.
Starling Summer nodded slightly and asked:
Have you attended grammar school?
Klein chuckled:
Yes, I later taught myself history.
Do you have proof of identity?Starling asked casually.
Sorry, I left home in a hurry and forgot to bring it. Haha, I just forgot to introduce it. I am from Jianhai County.Klein deliberately used the accent that classmate Welch was used to.
As soon as he said Forgot this word, he thought of Captain Dunn Smith, and the smile on his face became brighter.
At this time, the maid Julian came over with a cup of black tea. The cup was white with white porcelain glaze, classical patterns, and some parts were covered with gold.
Klein took a sip and felt that the fragrance was distant and the sourness was moderate, which was obviously much better than the siber black tea he used to drink.
Very pure Marquis black tea.He praised it with a description that he could not make mistakes.
Mrs. Starling Summer's mouth slightly raised:
Then rent it for half a year, 25 pounds.
Klein thanked him and chatted with him for a few minutes.
As the keyboard king who knows a little bit of everything, Klein remembered some jokes in his previous life, organized some language, making Mrs. Summer laugh happily, her palms lightly covered her red lips, and her eyes curled into the shape of a crescent moon.
The huge breasts on her chest were bursting with silver bell-like laughter, and the breasts of her women swayed, and the eyes were covered in white, bringing a visual feast to Klein.
Until another maid searched the standard contract from the study.
After signing their own autographs, Klein counted out 25 pounds of cash in pain and pushed it to Mrs. Summer.
Starling spread her mind and calculated silently, then raised her chin slightly and said:
Mr. Moriarty, are you such a humorous and polite gentleman who would stay and share dinner together?
Although she has been together for a while, she is already reluctant to leave Klein.This man has a unique charm that deeply attracts her.
Klein calmly refused, although he wanted to go further with Mrs. Summer, but there was no suitable opportunity now.
Besides, he could see that Mrs. Summer was also very interested in him, and he still knew the trick of playing hard to get.
Mrs. Summer was a little disappointed as she watched Klein get up and say goodbye.Seeing that Klein was about to turn around, her eyes rolled, she quickly shouted:
Wait a moment.
Klein stabilized his body in confusion.
Julian, Mrs. Summer stood up, pointed to the teacup on the table and ordered the maid:
Take it and wash it clean.
Watching the maid walk away, Mrs. Summer walks towards Klein, but as soon as she steps, her feet seem to be stirring together, and a soft cry from her mouth staggers towards Klein.
It's such a clumsy acting skill. No one tripped himself up with just one step... After complaining in his heart, Klein stepped forward to catch Mrs. Summer.
Two soft big balls of meat hit his strong chest, two white wrists grabbed his clothes, their heads rested on his shoulders, and their body leaned against him softly.
With a soft jade in my arms, feeling the breasts pressed into meat pie on my chest, hugging Mrs. Summer's delicate body and holding her tender waist, the little brother under Klein's crotch raised his head and pressed it against the position between Mrs. Summer's legs.
Mrs. Summer, is it okay?Klein asked with concern, but did not let her go. Instead, he rubbed her waist. Even through the long skirt, he could feel the delicate and smooth waist.
There were also two soft balls on his chest. After being flattened, the two balls were pressed tightly on his chest, making him feel so happy.
It's OK, thank you Ah.Mrs. Summer held Klein's body and did not leave quickly, but just raised her head and said shyly.
Klein looked at his face, which was so close.
The dark blue eyes were filled with shyness, a hint of excitement, a hint of nervousness, and the beautiful face could not see any trace of time. The delicate red lips spit out hot air and squirted on Klein's face, itchy.
Klein resisted the urge to kiss, and his heart throbbed, and the cock that hit Mrs. Summer's private parts was harder again, and he jumped hard twice, rubbed his private parts through his pants.
If it weren't for the wrong location, Klein would have put her on the spot.
Not let go yet.After hugging for several seconds, Mrs. Summer spoke.
you're so beautiful.Crane still couldn't help it, lowered her head and tapped her red lips.
Then clicked again.
Finally, he touched Mrs. Summer's buttocks hard with his hands and reluctantly took them back.
After retracting it, I also twisted my fingers, as if I was savoring the wonderful touch just now.
Mrs. Summer pursed her lips and looked at Klein's crotch with a rosy face. She felt the approximate size just now. Unexpectedly, this man not only had an excellent appearance, but the guy below was even better.
Hearing the maid coming, Klein didn't care about Mrs. Summer's gaze, and quickly moved it twice, adjusting the position of his penis so that it would not be too obvious.
Mrs. Summer hurriedly concealed:
By the way, Mr. Moriarty, you should be looking for a job in Beckland, right?
Yes.Klein replied a little confused.
Starling's mouth slightly curled:
Then I can give you some advice. It is difficult to live in Joewood District if your weekly salary is less than 3 pounds. Your rent, food expenses, tap water, gas, transportation costs, etc. will be at least 2 pounds. 5 pounds. Believe me, this is Beckland. The rest of the time, you have to consider new clothes and good tableware and tea sets... A weekly salary of 3 pounds is a very barely bottom line.
If you can get £5 a week, you can hire a maid, £6 a chef, £7 a male servant, £8 a maid can hire an extra maid...
Mrs. Summer, I think you are showing off...I used to earn 10 pounds a week... Klein kept his smile and listened seriously.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened and a burly man walked in. He was wearing a long black double-breasted dress, leather gloves of the same color, and two beautiful mustaches on his lips.
Luke, this is Mr. Moriarty, who is now our neighbor.Starling Summer greeted him and introduced.
Luke, who was obviously the male owner, took off his coat and handed it to the male servant who followed him politely smiled:
Mr. Moriarty, would you accept the invitation to dinner?
This is what the manager of Coim Company, a member of the Ruan Kingdom Soot Reduction Association... Klein smiled:
Sorry, Mr. Summer, I've eaten it on the steam train, although the taste is impressive.
After a few greetings, Klein, led by the maid Julian, left Summer's house and entered the next door No. 15.
The layout here is very similar to the next door. There is a large living room on the first floor, a dining room with good lighting, two guest rooms, a bathroom, a basement, and a kitchen that extends backwards. There are four bedrooms on the second floor, a living room, a sun room, a study room, two bathrooms, and a large balcony.
The wife said, you can rent out the part, but you can't give it to those workers, and you can't make it too noisy and crowded. Well... the clean quilts, bed sheets, and pillowcases will be taken later.The maid Julian explained and returned to Summer's house.
After some cleaning up, Klein finally settled in Beckland.
He sat in the empty living room and suddenly felt lonely, so he forced himself to think about what he wanted to do next.
Regardless of whether he wants it or not, revenge and promotion are not something that can be accomplished in the blink of an eye, so he must have a job that can gain profits and avoid the emergence of a financial crisis.
However, work cannot restrain him and affect his actions and arrangements, that is, he must have enough freedom.
After deliberating and eliminating the inappropriate career, Klein has only three options left:
First, he plagiarized novels and became a writer, but his identity was sensitive and his popularity was more fatal. He could only give up.
The second is to be a journalist, which is a very decent job in contemporary times. Applying for a job requires academic certificates and other documents. Klein can only express helplessness.
Finally, he chose a third career:
Private detective!
This is also the purpose of his previous pseudonym.
Klein glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw the other party’s thin and delicate skin, his skin was dark like long-term sun exposure, and his eye sockets were much sunken than normal people in the Ruan Kingdom.
Plateau people?Or mixed race?He nodded thoughtfully.
In the central northern continent, at the beginning of the Hornaches Mountains, it is a plateau with a dry climate. Most of it belongs to the Kingdom of Fenerport, and is westwardly attributed to the Republic of Tees, and is occupied by the Kingdom of Ruen near the east. The indigenous people are thin, barbaric, brave and good at fighting. In the past, they have been one of the most troublesome problems in the three countries. However, with the improvement of gunpowder weapons and the changes in the form of war, these plateau people finally recognized the reality and completely surrendered.
A large part of them left the plateau, entered Beckland, entered Trier, entered the city of Fenerport, entered the prosperous cities and ports of the Northern Continent. Some became workers, and some became the fresh blood of local gangs, daring to fight and kill, and not afraid of big trouble.
The flight attendant was a man in his twenties. Hearing this, he shrank his body and pointed to the direction of the third-class carriage:
I saw...he went there.
The leader in the black coat and a half-high top hat nodded slightly, led a few accomplices and rushed towards the third-class carriage without any concern about the gaze of the passengers around him.
If I were that boy, I would have gotten off the third-class carriage by this time... Klein was thinking with dissatisfaction as he looked at the newspaper.
More than a minute later, the whistle sounded and the door of the car slowly closed.
Clang clang, the steam subway started to run from slow to fast, but at this moment, Klein suddenly felt touched and looked up at the door leading to the other second-class carriages.
The fifteen-year-old boy who had worn an old coat, a dome hat and a torn shoulder bag walked slowly into the car.
His face was green, his facial features were delicate, and his bright red eyes were condensed and serious.
………Awesome Ah, I got off the third-class carriage, went around and came to the first-class carriage again?Are you afraid that the chasers and accomplices will wait in the subway station?Klein was a little surprised, and felt that the big boy in front of him had a very mature and cautious way of dealing with things, much better than many people in their twenties.
He tapped his left tooth gently, quietly turned on his spiritual vision, glanced at the big boy, and saw that his body was in a state of exhaustion, his mood was tense and low, but he still maintained a blue color of calm thinking.
Not simple…in terms of age… Klein muttered silently and continued to look down at his newspaper.
The big boy didn't realize that he had been looked at by the extraordinary person and walked towards the third-class carriage again.
The following journey was stable and calm, and Klein arrived at one of the three subway stations in Joewood District in more than twenty minutes.
He took a taxi carriage for nearly ten minutes and finally found Minsk Street. According to the description in the newspaper, he arrived at No. 17 next to No. 15 and rang the doorbell.
Futani!Futani!
As the ringtone echoed in the house, a mechanical bird that was not as beautiful as a model appeared on the door. It was only the size of a palm, composed of parts such as gears, and it kept nodding, making a sound similar to a cuckoo.
Very good toy, but the workmanship is a bit rough... Klein commented pertinently.
More than ten seconds later, the dark door was opened, and a young woman in a black and white maid's skirt looked at Klein with caution:
What's wrong with you?
Klein smiled and raised the newspaper wrapped in a cane-stick head and said:
I came to find Mrs. Summer to rent the house. It shouldn't be rented out yet, right?
The full name given in the newspaper is Starling Summer.
No.You wait a moment.The maid bent politely.
She hurried in and informed the hostess, and after a while, she came out again, led Klein into the house, and helped him put his cane and suitcase in the foyer, and hung his coat and hat on the coat rack in the same place.
The warm air waves came towards us, dispelling the coldness brought in by Klein. He glanced at him and saw the unique fireplace, the red pieces inside, and the burning smokeless charcoal.
The living room of the Summer's house is quite large, almost the entire floor of the Moretti's house. Some places are covered with decorative carpets and landscape paintings are hung.
The maid took Klein to the sofa area and said to the hostess in a light yellow dress:
Madam, the guest is here.
The hostess is about thirty years old, with blonde hair and blue eyes, beautiful appearance and well-maintained, holding a silver-inlaid palace feather fan in his hand.
Because it was at her own home and the fireplace created a warm environment, she did not wear high-neck clothes, her chest was white and greasy, and her neck was slender and smooth.
Yanagi Akka Amaka Ah!
It was a pity that I didn't see the maid's breasts just now, but now I admire the hostess.
Because of standing, Klein was condescending, and the scenery on Mrs. Summer's chest was unobstructed.
The smooth neck is not decorated with any jewelry, and the slightly curved collarbone below is sexy and charming. The proud breasts reveal white and tender arcs, squeezing together to form a deep gully.
Hello, Mrs. Summer.After finally retracting his eyes from Mrs. Summer's deep cleavage, Klein pressed his hand on his chest and bowed.
Mrs. Summer naturally discovered Klein's fiery but not disgusting gaze. Klein's image added a lot of points to him, so she was not angry and smiled reservedly:
Good evening, please sit down, do you want to have coffee or black tea?
Klein sat on the couch and replied calmly:
Black tea, thank you.
Julian, Marquis Black Tea.Mrs. Summer ordered the maid and her eyes turned slightly, "What should I call you?"
Sherlock Moriarty, you can call me Sherlock directly.Klein had already thought of a pseudonym.
At this time, he smelled the scent from the kitchen location and saw the complex pipes there.
Hoho, this is my husband's design. Although his job is the manager of Coyme Company, he is a mechanical enthusiast and a member of the Kingdom Soot Reduction Association.Mrs. Summer noticed Klein's gaze, smiled and explained.
Madam, don't introduce it in such a detailed way. I'm not here to go on a blind date with your husband... Klein complained and said with a smile on his face:
Madam, I hope to rent the house No. 15.
Mrs. Summer straightened her waist and sat gracefully and said, "
Then I must remind you something in advance. The house No. 15 does not have such pipes, such easy chairs, no card tables, no sideboards with mahogany bases, no good ceramic dining trays, no silver knife and fork, no gold-plated tea sets, no removable carpets...
She pointed to the things in her room and introduced them all the same, and finally added:
It originally belonged to my sister and brother-in-law, but my brother-in-law's business failed and had to move to the southern mainland. They also had a plantation in Bailang, but I did not agree with their choice. This was not fair to my nephew and niece. There was no good grammar school or even good tutor.
Madam, this is not something I want to know... Although I don't want to know these things, I won't be bored when I hear the beauty speak, especially Mrs. Summer is now straightening her waist and back, and the plumpness on her chest attracts Klein's attention.
Klein nodded sincerely:
Apart from the weather, no place in the Southern Continent can compare to Beckland.
His echo made Mrs. Summer very satisfied. She leaned forward slightly, held her hands in her chest, and inadvertently squeezed her breasts. Her fair breasts and bottomless gullies came into his eyes again.His eyes turned:
There is still a three-year lease for that house, I hope you can pay a one-year rent for one year, 18 sul per week, 1 sul per week, and I can only charge a little deposit for a total of 50 pounds.
Although I am very grateful for the benefits paid by Mrs. Summer, Crane will not lose her mind and he needs to rent another room.So while he was enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him, Klein shook his head and smiled:
Mrs. Summer, you should see that I just arrived in Beckland and I don’t know what will happen next. Paying 50 pounds at a time will reduce my ability to resist risks. My limit is half a year, 25 pounds.
He also plans to rent another one-bedroom room in Bakerland East for changing clothes, disguising and getting rid of tracking which is an essential preparation for what he intends to do.
Starling Summer nodded slightly and asked:
Have you attended grammar school?
Klein chuckled:
Yes, I later taught myself history.
Do you have proof of identity?Starling asked casually.
Sorry, I left home in a hurry and forgot to bring it. Haha, I just forgot to introduce it. I am from Jianhai County.Klein deliberately used the accent that classmate Welch was used to.
As soon as he said Forgot this word, he thought of Captain Dunn Smith, and the smile on his face became brighter.
At this time, the maid Julian came over with a cup of black tea. The cup was white with white porcelain glaze, classical patterns, and some parts were covered with gold.
Klein took a sip and felt that the fragrance was distant and the sourness was moderate, which was obviously much better than the siber black tea he used to drink.
Very pure Marquis black tea.He praised it with a description that he could not make mistakes.
Mrs. Starling Summer's mouth slightly raised:
Then rent it for half a year, 25 pounds.
Klein thanked him and chatted with him for a few minutes.
As the keyboard king who knows a little bit of everything, Klein remembered some jokes in his previous life, organized some language, making Mrs. Summer laugh happily, her palms lightly covered her red lips, and her eyes curled into the shape of a crescent moon.
The huge breasts on her chest were bursting with silver bell-like laughter, and the breasts of her women swayed, and the eyes were covered in white, bringing a visual feast to Klein.
Until another maid searched the standard contract from the study.
After signing their own autographs, Klein counted out 25 pounds of cash in pain and pushed it to Mrs. Summer.
Starling spread her mind and calculated silently, then raised her chin slightly and said:
Mr. Moriarty, are you such a humorous and polite gentleman who would stay and share dinner together?
Although she has been together for a while, she is already reluctant to leave Klein.This man has a unique charm that deeply attracts her.
Klein calmly refused, although he wanted to go further with Mrs. Summer, but there was no suitable opportunity now.
Besides, he could see that Mrs. Summer was also very interested in him, and he still knew the trick of playing hard to get.
Mrs. Summer was a little disappointed as she watched Klein get up and say goodbye.Seeing that Klein was about to turn around, her eyes rolled, she quickly shouted:
Wait a moment.
Klein stabilized his body in confusion.
Julian, Mrs. Summer stood up, pointed to the teacup on the table and ordered the maid:
Take it and wash it clean.
Watching the maid walk away, Mrs. Summer walks towards Klein, but as soon as she steps, her feet seem to be stirring together, and a soft cry from her mouth staggers towards Klein.
It's such a clumsy acting skill. No one tripped himself up with just one step... After complaining in his heart, Klein stepped forward to catch Mrs. Summer.
Two soft big balls of meat hit his strong chest, two white wrists grabbed his clothes, their heads rested on his shoulders, and their body leaned against him softly.
With a soft jade in my arms, feeling the breasts pressed into meat pie on my chest, hugging Mrs. Summer's delicate body and holding her tender waist, the little brother under Klein's crotch raised his head and pressed it against the position between Mrs. Summer's legs.
Mrs. Summer, is it okay?Klein asked with concern, but did not let her go. Instead, he rubbed her waist. Even through the long skirt, he could feel the delicate and smooth waist.
There were also two soft balls on his chest. After being flattened, the two balls were pressed tightly on his chest, making him feel so happy.
It's OK, thank you Ah.Mrs. Summer held Klein's body and did not leave quickly, but just raised her head and said shyly.
Klein looked at his face, which was so close.
The dark blue eyes were filled with shyness, a hint of excitement, a hint of nervousness, and the beautiful face could not see any trace of time. The delicate red lips spit out hot air and squirted on Klein's face, itchy.
Klein resisted the urge to kiss, and his heart throbbed, and the cock that hit Mrs. Summer's private parts was harder again, and he jumped hard twice, rubbed his private parts through his pants.
If it weren't for the wrong location, Klein would have put her on the spot.
Not let go yet.After hugging for several seconds, Mrs. Summer spoke.
you're so beautiful.Crane still couldn't help it, lowered her head and tapped her red lips.
Then clicked again.
Finally, he touched Mrs. Summer's buttocks hard with his hands and reluctantly took them back.
After retracting it, I also twisted my fingers, as if I was savoring the wonderful touch just now.
Mrs. Summer pursed her lips and looked at Klein's crotch with a rosy face. She felt the approximate size just now. Unexpectedly, this man not only had an excellent appearance, but the guy below was even better.
Hearing the maid coming, Klein didn't care about Mrs. Summer's gaze, and quickly moved it twice, adjusting the position of his penis so that it would not be too obvious.
Mrs. Summer hurriedly concealed:
By the way, Mr. Moriarty, you should be looking for a job in Beckland, right?
Yes.Klein replied a little confused.
Starling's mouth slightly curled:
Then I can give you some advice. It is difficult to live in Joewood District if your weekly salary is less than 3 pounds. Your rent, food expenses, tap water, gas, transportation costs, etc. will be at least 2 pounds. 5 pounds. Believe me, this is Beckland. The rest of the time, you have to consider new clothes and good tableware and tea sets... A weekly salary of 3 pounds is a very barely bottom line.
If you can get £5 a week, you can hire a maid, £6 a chef, £7 a male servant, £8 a maid can hire an extra maid...
Mrs. Summer, I think you are showing off...I used to earn 10 pounds a week... Klein kept his smile and listened seriously.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened and a burly man walked in. He was wearing a long black double-breasted dress, leather gloves of the same color, and two beautiful mustaches on his lips.
Luke, this is Mr. Moriarty, who is now our neighbor.Starling Summer greeted him and introduced.
Luke, who was obviously the male owner, took off his coat and handed it to the male servant who followed him politely smiled:
Mr. Moriarty, would you accept the invitation to dinner?
This is what the manager of Coim Company, a member of the Ruan Kingdom Soot Reduction Association... Klein smiled:
Sorry, Mr. Summer, I've eaten it on the steam train, although the taste is impressive.
After a few greetings, Klein, led by the maid Julian, left Summer's house and entered the next door No. 15.
The layout here is very similar to the next door. There is a large living room on the first floor, a dining room with good lighting, two guest rooms, a bathroom, a basement, and a kitchen that extends backwards. There are four bedrooms on the second floor, a living room, a sun room, a study room, two bathrooms, and a large balcony.
The wife said, you can rent out the part, but you can't give it to those workers, and you can't make it too noisy and crowded. Well... the clean quilts, bed sheets, and pillowcases will be taken later.The maid Julian explained and returned to Summer's house.
After some cleaning up, Klein finally settled in Beckland.
He sat in the empty living room and suddenly felt lonely, so he forced himself to think about what he wanted to do next.
Regardless of whether he wants it or not, revenge and promotion are not something that can be accomplished in the blink of an eye, so he must have a job that can gain profits and avoid the emergence of a financial crisis.
However, work cannot restrain him and affect his actions and arrangements, that is, he must have enough freedom.
After deliberating and eliminating the inappropriate career, Klein has only three options left:
First, he plagiarized novels and became a writer, but his identity was sensitive and his popularity was more fatal. He could only give up.
The second is to be a journalist, which is a very decent job in contemporary times. Applying for a job requires academic certificates and other documents. Klein can only express helplessness.
Finally, he chose a third career:
Private detective!
This is also the purpose of his previous pseudonym.
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