Subtitle of this chapter: nodiscord,noconcord.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Don't get me wrong, this is the sound of a typewriter. Don't get me wrong, this is not our Master Yuan typing. Since the outline of the "Socialism" catalog, he hasn't written anything with his underwood typewriter for a long time.

However, decades later, this second-hand typewriter became an important collection of Yuan Yanshu Museum. People all over the world knew that countless masterpieces were born on this typewriter, so that the typewriter factory underwood later paid Master Yuan every year as advertising fees.

Yuan Yanshu did not take the money in vain, but happily wrote a famous advertising slogan for the factory: underwood, nodiscord, onlyconcord. (The lower part of the wood, we will meet each other without fighting.). Later, this sentence became one of the ten most famous advertising slogans in the 20th century.

"nodiscord, onlyconcord." Cleverly changed the common saying "nodiscord, noconcord. (meaning not to fight, no acquaintance)" by one word, and thus it has a dual meaning: the first literal meaning is that there is no dissonance but only harmony, and the second meaning is that there is no acquaintance without fighting.

Our Master Yuan is called the "Jinju Family" and is indeed well deserved.

Wilton Aiden, a senior private detective at Pinkerton Detective Firm, was typing a report in his office. Poor Aiden is not very good at using this thing, so just like the male protagonists of many Western detective movies, he used his two index fingers to type, which greatly reduced the fluency and was very difficult.

"Boss, the boss is looking for you and wants you to go to the reception room to meet a big customer."

"Well, I'll go right away."

General zod had to put down the report that had not been finished, put on a suit and came to the reception room of the office. When he entered the room, he saw a familiar face. When he saw this impressive man, the familiar face also showed a look of surprise.

"So it's you!"

"So it's you!"

"Hahaha, it turns out that Mr. Yuan knows Mr. Aiden...ah! This, this, this..."

At this time, the boss of the Pinkerton New York Branch remembered that there seemed to be a little personal grudge between the two.

When we met this "old friend" who had not seen for a long time, our Master Yuan was indeed unexpected. He did not expect to meet General Zod here. Yuan Yan came here just to entrust the Pinkerton Detective Office to investigate several people.

But he immediately calmed down and stood up and stretched out his hand, "We do know each other. In fact, Mr. Aiden is still very 'taken' with me. I have never had the chance to say 'thank you'."

"Mr. Yuan, you have to be polite." General Zod would not give his boss face in this situation, and stepped forward and shook hands with Master Yuan.

However, he said sarcastically, "It is Mr. Yuan, your own 'effort' that will make you regain your innocence. I also want to say 'sorry'."

"Hahaha, Mr. Aiden is so kind."

"Hahaha, Mr. Yuan is so humorous."

Seeing that these two people did not fight on the spot, the boss of the New York branch finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and smoothed out: "Hahaha, for you two gentlemen, this is really nodiscord, noconcord."

"Mr. Yuan, since you know our Mr. Aiden, I think he is a very professional investigator and the most experienced private investigator in our firm. So it is most appropriate to hand over your business to him."

"But if you have other ideas, we can..."

Our Master Yuan raised his hand and said, "I really have no other ideas. If Mr. Aiden is responsible, it would be the best. As you said, judging from the dealings I have had with him, he is really a professional and experienced detective. But... can I communicate with him alone?"

The boss of the New York branch looked at his subordinates, and when he saw Agent Aiden's expression was still, he nodded slightly. Seeing this, he said, "Mr. Yuan, it's okay. Let's talk slowly."

As he said that, he stood up and walked out, leaving only the old enemy sitting there looking at each other.

After a while, Yuan Yan suddenly broke the strange silence first. He smiled slightly and asked, "Mr. Aiden, why do you think I have something to do with Boooom on Wall Street?"

He is a Cialis, who believes in "repaying grievances with kindness, how can one repay kindness?" He is not the kind of hometown wish that he has been beaten on his left and has his right face. He must "repaying grievances with straightforwardness" for those who offend him.

But he really didn't feel that he had any personal grudges with Inspector Aiden. He was a civil servant in the United States, and it was a matter of being interrogated by the place of duty. Who told me that he was "coerced" by Master Ball to save Miss Ainuac, thus revealing his flaws.

Moreover, this guy also taught Lin Dengwan and Zhuang Kunlun a lesson, which was a breath for himself. From this perspective, he still had to thank him. So what he said was really not a slander.

The question now is how to use this guy?

"Hmph!" The other party just snorted coldly.

However, General Zod was not so easy to let go. This Chinese man ruined his future and forced him, a senior agent of Boi, to voluntarily resign to be a private detective.

"No wonder..." Master Yuan nodded, not angry at the other party's attitude. He shrugged, "Mr. Aiden, whether you believe it or not, I really have nothing to do with that case. But..."

He leaned close to Inspector Aiden, lowered his voice and said seriously: "But I do know a little inside!"

"Wilton, what did that Chinese man tell you?"

"Boss, nothing. Just ask me to investigate a female student at a Manhattan Music School."

"Wilton, is it just a female student? That Chinese man said he would cooperate with us for a long time."

"Boss, he said that we should test our service before we cooperate for a long time."

"Oh, is that true? Then Wilton, please follow this case yourself."

"I understand, boss."

General Zod returned to the office and took out a cigarette from the drawer and started smoking. He was thinking about a suggestion from the Chinese, a suggestion that could bring himself back to the boi...

So, should we believe this Chinese?

"Head, have you finished writing your report?"

At this moment, a subordinate came in and interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh, I'm writing, it's all right away."

Mr. Aiden pressed the cigarette butts in the ashtray and typed it hard again: "According to the investigation, Yuan Yanshu's private life is extremely chaotic. Not only do he often go to places that are not suitable for children, he also has two mistresses around him..."
Chapter completed!