American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 212 212 Mutual Trust
How is the relationship between Madeleine and yourself?

Doesn't seem like much?
So die and die.

It's just, hey, when the people of the motherland fight with Billy's big family, it's always easy to hurt innocent people.

Fortunately, I hid aside to watch the show, otherwise, it might have involved me.

Ron felt wise about his choice.

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang.

Seeing that it was Ashley's call, Ron answered the phone irritably, and reprimanded in an unhappy tone: "Didn't I tell you to lurk in Anxin, and tell me if you have important news?"

"Ah, Mask Man, I don't understand what you are saying!"

Then Ashley lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Fried Chicken is right next to you."

"Who is Uncle Fried Chicken?"

"Ahem, I am?" The voice suddenly turned into a male voice, which startled Ron.

"Just now...you heard it all?" Ron said to Uncle Fried Chicken with a face full of shock.

"Unsurprisingly, yes, besides that, I discovered all the 37 spies you developed in the company." Uncle Fried Chicken stood in front of the window, holding Ashley's phone in his hand.

Ashley opened her mouth and stared.

"Ah, the boss has arranged more than one spy in the company? I am actually 37 in 1. I thought I was so important to the boss. It turns out that I... I am still a tool after all."

Ron, holding the phone in his hand, was also in shock.

He carefully arranged 45 spies, and Uncle Fried Chicken actually discovered 37 of them. What happened to these spies?Do you know what lurking is?What is hiding?What is called……

After all, it's all their fault.

"I...why don't I understand what you mean?"

"Haha, Ming people don't speak secretly, is it interesting to deny it at this time?"

"I didn't deny it! I really didn't do it!"

"Is there any time we can talk?"

"OK!"

Ron readily agreed, and Uncle Fried Chicken might also develop into a spy.

If the president of Water Company has become his own spy.

I believe that no matter how poor the abilities of those spies are, they should be able to keep their feet under wraps.

Haha I'm such a logic genius.

"Are you going out?"

Wearing an apron, Queen Maeve poked her head out while cooking in the kitchen.

Watch Queen Maeve in her apron.

Ron was excited for a moment, then quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"Ah, there's something to do, but don't worry, it's actually the same before going after dinner."

Queen Maeve rubbed her ears and hair, "So, will it really not delay your business?"

"No delay, of course no delay!"

"What are you doing? I'll help you!"

"Vegetable salad, where are you touching?"

……

Two hours later, Ron looked at Queen Maeve lying in his arms.

Queen Maeve's skin is snow-white, half of her long legs protrude from the quilt, long and thin, and her small and delicate toes stick out, making people unable to help but reach out and play with them.

"I am full?"

Ron scratched Queen Maeve's Joan's nose.

"Ok!"

Ron joked and said, "You're full, I'm hungry!"

"Go away, bastard!"

"Ha ha!"

Ron smiled triumphantly, went to the shower room to take a shower, then got dressed, and hurried out.

Arrived at Uncle Fried Chicken's office.

Uncle Fried Chicken's black face became even darker, because he had waited for more than two hours, thinking that Uncle Fried Chicken had a lot to do every day, and Ron actually made him wait for such a long time.

Ron smiled brightly and shook hands with the other party tightly, "Ha, I've heard of you for a long time, Uncle Fried Chicken!"

Uncle Fried Chicken's face darkened even more, "Who is Uncle Fried Chicken?"

It's the opposite, it's really the opposite, you don't even want to call me Mr. President.

"Haha, don't worry about those details." Ron patted Uncle Fried Chicken on the shoulder as he spoke.

Uncle Fried Chicken looked at Ron's outstretched hand, and suddenly felt that Ron was rebellious, and sooner or later he would rebel.

This child has a rebellious brain and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"I believe Uncle Fried Chicken must be a magnanimous person and won't care about those details!"

"Yes, I am a magnanimous person, there is no doubt about it, then, Masked Man, please sit down!"

The two sat on the sofa facing each other.

Uncle Fried Chicken waved at Ashley, who had been looking stupid for a long time.

Ashley hurried over to bring two cups of coffee.

Ron glanced at Ashley.

Uncle Fried Chicken also looked at Ashley speechlessly, "You go out first."

"Oh!" Ashley walked out.

Uncle Fried Chicken looked at Ron, and Ron looked at the coffee with a faint white mist rising from it.

"Please!"

"Ah, I'm not thirsty!"

Uncle Fried Chicken's face is dark, you are not thirsty, so what are you looking at!

"Do you know the black-robed pickets?"

Ron's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.

"What team? Are they all wearing black robes?"

"No, just a team against the Super Seven."

"Against the superhero seven? Why, we uphold justice, fight crime, and even die for Millikin. Have they made any contribution? Have they made any achievements? Why should they oppose us? Are they sick? "

"We found out that you have contacted them!"

Ron, who had just spoken sternly, was stunned, and then said even more sternly: "Who has contacted them?"

Uncle Fried Chicken tapped the table with his fingers, and said in a very affirmative tone: "You have contacted them, and we found a mobile phone in their residence, and it has your phone number on it?"

Ron was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and then asked with a look of surprise, "Whose phone number?"

"yours!"

Ron shook his head: "Impossible!"

It's cheating, what kind of black-robed picket team is really unreliable, and I was cheated just like that.

"Do you want me to show you my phone?"

"Haha, no, I trust you. However, please trust me too. Oh, I see, they must be trying to set me up, yes, it must be. They want us to doubt each other and break us down from the inside , What a deep scheming, what a sinister conspiracy! Really, really, these people are simply too bad! Worse than super villains, Uncle Fried Chicken, you must be vigilant against these people."

Uncle Fried Chicken looked at Ron suspiciously, "Really? But why is the call still connected, and how long is the call?"

Ron smiled confidently: "Do all the tricks. For example, they call to say that there is a natural gas leak, broadband installation, and express delivery. How can I not answer their calls?"

"Really? Do you think I will believe your words?" Uncle Fried Chicken's tone turned cold.

"You will believe it!"

Uncle Fried Chicken slapped his thigh, "Ah, you are really smart. Huh, they actually want to drive us apart, but we are not stupid, so how can we believe it so easily?"

"Ah... yes, do you really believe it?"

"Do you want me to believe it, or do you want me not to believe it?"

"Aha, of course it's trust, mutual trust."

(End of this chapter)