Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 32
Allen stepped lightly, turned and went downstairs.

He didn't come back until Kant left the principal's office and knocked on the door.

"Teacher, I saw that silver-haired man just now..."

Ms. Sola smiled and interrupted him.

"Mr. Kant, we are here to investigate the pepper theft."

"The pepper has been returned to its original owner, what else is worth investigating?" Allen pretended to be surprised.

"Kant did not come to investigate on behalf of the police, but on behalf of the insurance company."

Ms. Sola poured the student a cup of coffee and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

"After the pepper was robbed, Marco Company applied for a claim from the insurance company of the shipment, which was a huge sum of money!" Ms. Sola said flatly, "Of course the insurance company will send someone to investigate carefully. "

"Mr. Kant, who calls himself an insurance claims investigator, is only speaking modestly."

"In fact, he himself is the major shareholder of the insurance company."

"Out of concern for the interests of my company, I took the opportunity of vacation to investigate by the way."

Allen nodded suddenly, and then asked: "Mr. Kant, seems to be a warlock too?"

"Like me, I am also a level 1 warlock." The principal's aunt replied cautiously, "As for which one is stronger and which one is weaker? I dare not say for sure."

"Teacher, we have returned the stolen pepper to Marco Trading Company, and the insurance company doesn't need to settle the claim anymore. Why do we need to investigate?" Allen asked in wonder.

"Stupid child, do you think the news spread so fast, the insurance company will know just as soon as the property is returned to the original owner?"

The principal's aunt couldn't help laughing.

"Marco Trading Company applied for a claim half a month ago."

"Kant received the news and came to investigate by boat. He only arrived in Kunt Port yesterday morning."

"Although the matter has been resolved, according to the insurance company's work process, he still has to sort out the cause and effect of the whole matter, write a report, and submit it to the board of directors."

"I don't know if I don't check. After checking, the problem is really not small!"

"What else can I ask?" Allen asked suspiciously.

"Ha ha……"

The principal's aunt took a sip of coffee and smiled coldly.

"Alan, this world is more dangerous than you think."

"People who are mercenary are very good at disguising themselves."

"Teacher, how do you say that?"

"Our spice tycoon, Mr. Marco, appears to be the victim of this case."

"Is it not?"

"Hehe... In fact, Mr. Marco has planted spies in his competitors, and he has already learned about Dubin's overall plan."

"On the day the pepper was robbed, Mr. Marco learned from the undercover agent that Dubin hired Jason's gang to do it."

"Even the pepper is hidden in the caves in the mountains, and he knows it well."

"However, Mr. Marco deliberately pretended to be ignorant, offered a high-profile reward, and assumed a grievance of the victim."

"Alan, what do you think his purpose is?"

"Fraud insurance!" Allen replied in a low voice.

The principal's aunt nodded approvingly.

"Mr. Marco's wishful thinking is to get the insurance compensation first."

"At the same time, sit and watch Dubin poison a group of thieves headed by Jason and seize pepper."

"Until Dubin thinks he's done, then assassinate Dubin through the spies placed in advance, and pretend to die at the hands of thieves."

"In this way, Mr. Marco got rid of his competitors, took back the robbed peppers, and made an insurance claim for nothing. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

"This profiteer is so insidious!"

Allen wiped his cold sweat seriously.

The principal's aunt gave him a blank look, as if she was laughing at his naivety, which is rare and strange.

"By the way, you also know the spy hired by Marco, and he is Dubin's most trusted mercenary captain."

"That's why Dupin, who thinks he is smart, has no secrets at all in front of his old opponent Marco."

"As for the reward announcement issued by Marco Trading Company before, it was just a cover to paralyze Dubin's party."

"Mr. Marco, I didn't expect anyone to really recover the stolen pepper and receive this bonus."

"However, by mistake, man is not as good as God."

"Alan, do you understand what I mean?"

Auntie Principal smiled meaningfully.

Allen nodded slightly.

Due to his accidental intervention, Mr. Marco's plan failed to come true.

He failed to get the insurance claim and had to pay a bounty.

"Kant has already found out the cause and effect of this incident, and will go back in two days to report to the insurance company's board of directors."

The principal's aunt continued.

"Although the spice merchant Marco was suspected of fraudulent insurance, he did not actually commit the crime."

"Since the insurance company has not suffered losses, it does not plan to pursue this matter."

Hearing the ins and outs of the whole incident from the principal's aunt, Allen was relieved first, and then his back felt cold, and then he was terrified!
What would have happened if I hadn't been sane enough to be fascinated by the windfall, and had asked the principal's aunt to endorse it, but instead had come forward to negotiate with Marco Trading Company in person?

I'm afraid that Mr. Marco doesn't want to see the big chess game he arranged, and there will be variables at the end of the game, which will ruin the plan of fraudulent insurance.

So one can imagine...

Instead of getting the bounty he deserved, he might lose his life because of his kindness!
On the other hand, if he Alan Panthers is not Ms. Sola's direct disciple.

Mr. Kant, who came forward to investigate the matter on behalf of the insurance company, would he still invite him to drink coffee in a good manner?
If only he was a nobody who got lucky.

There is no warlock behind it.

Is Kant still worth the trouble?
Directly cast the spell to hypnotize him.

After getting the information out, it is also very possible to snap it away and dump the corpse in the gutter.

Now, Allen felt more and more that living in this sinister society, a slight mistake could be fatal!
In the final analysis, he is still too weak.

In this world where the weak prey on the strong, weakness is the original sin.

Without sufficient strength and background, even if the pie in the sky falls to your mouth, you dare not open your mouth to eat it!

……

half year later.

The time has come to late September.

Midsummer is still there, and the heat is overwhelming.

However, in the meditation world...

Frost fell on the hills, and it was winter.

Allen's current situation is more severe than the cold winter!

In the blizzard, there were shouts of killing from afar.

Allen stretched his arms and swung a big stick!
Bang!
The ogre on the opposite side was knocked flat on the head by him.

His eyes turned white, he fell on his back, and died.

Continue to fight, plus use too much force.

The battered stick in Allen's hand finally broke.

Throwing away half of the stick, Alan gasped for breath.

The arrow wound in the back, torn open by the fierce fighting, was getting worse.

Before he could take a breath, he groped forward in the wind and snow, looking for the four lost sisters.

At this time, heavy footsteps suddenly came from behind.

is rapidly approaching.

Ellen's face changed slightly.

Stop and turn around, staring into the distance.

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(End of this chapter)