Chapter 29: Will Xiaomi Do It?

  "Ami, Anwei, I'm back!"

  As he rang the doorbell, Marlon let out a similar yell, apparently influenced by Sergeant Bernard.

  "Malong-Lisite." Dressed like a fake little kid, but with an impressive physique, the tall girl with demonic blood flowing in her veins continued to question in a distrustful tone: "You brought me here, what do you want to do? Don't forget, you promised earlier that you would bail out my father - before tomorrow's sunrise!"

  "Yes, your father will be bailed out before tomorrow's sunrise. And now, there is still a long time until tomorrow's sunrise."

  He turned his head, and Malong took a look at Adela, who was slender, short-haired, and dressed as a fake little boy. His gaze obviously lingered on Adela's face for a moment.

  It is undeniable that Adela has a star-studded face full of flavor, except for the different purple-gold eyes, everything else is similar to Audrey Hepburn.

  And what was even more inconceivable for Ma Long was that Adela, who was a head taller than him and extremely well-developed, was only... fifteen years old.

  In a world where malnutrition is common among poor children, this exception is simply amazing!

  Adela felt Marlon's gaze lingering on her face, but her amethyst eyes only flickered slightly before bravely meeting his again - for her father.

  The creaking sound of the door opening, the blue-haired and blue-eyed little fox girl Aimy rushed out with a lively expression, then suddenly stopped and stared at Adela with a gaze full of suspicion and vigilance.

  Ma Long did not notice that ten sharp, hook-like fox claws had silently extended from the small fox girl's palm and fluffy back of her hand.

  "Amy, her name is Dela-Riem, because her father will be helping me with some things for the next while, so she's temporarily staying at our place."

  He reached out and stroked the small fox girl's erect, high-standing beautiful sapphire-blue fox ears as Malong introduced the situation.

  Just as Marlon said, for the next period of time, Kreuz Ritter Str?m, the old wandering warrior who was shot in the knee, has basically confirmed that he will go to execute his three-win plan and he can no longer take Adela with him to take care of her.

  So let Adela stay here for the time being, which seems like a win-win idea in Malong's eyes.

  Amy glared at Malon, swatting away his hand that was touching the fox ears on her head, then pointed to Adela's amethyst-colored eyes.

  There's no doubt that Amy wants to remind Malong that Adela has the blood of the demon clan flowing in her veins.

  "It doesn't matter, there's no evil race, only evil individuals." Marlon smiled and looked at Adela again before continuing: "And I believe that Adela is not a cruel and cunning demon, but a very good and family-loving girl."

  Ma Long's words, which were lightly spoken but extremely certain, made the eyes of Adela, who was pretending to be a little girl, tremble violently. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just bit them and didn't say anything.

  Listening to Ma Long's words, Adela also saw the change in her expression, and the little fox girl's round and shiny sapphire-like eyes rolled around twice in their sockets.

  Then, as if she had suddenly understood something, the sharp and fierce fox claws that the little fox girl had just quietly exposed were again quietly retracted into the soft pink palm pads, hiding under the fluffy blue fur on the back of her paws.

  Then, the lovely little fox girl restored her cute appearance and finally opened up the path leading into the small villa.

  It wasn't long before it was time for Marlon to tell a story again, and although there was a new beautiful maiden with demonic blood listening in, Marlon's vivid storytelling of "Cinderella" successfully put the three listeners into a state of rapt attention.

  Until nightfall, Ma Long did not go out again. He just handed a piece of paper full of words to Sergeant Bernard who returned home for dinner.

  And this piece of paper filled with words soon appeared in front of Evina and Sol, who arrived at the police station in the slum one after another.

  "This little guy, in the future... will be unstoppable."

  After reading the note written by Ma Long, Su Zhan said with a sigh.

  "Well, with this, our conversation with the key figure in the detention room will be much easier."

  Eva nodded in agreement as well, because Marlon's note had described everything he did during the day and also included his own judgment and suggestions.

  In Marlon's view, this was something he should do because he and Evana and Solace were now partners with a common interest, and playing hide-and-seek would only lead to the breakdown of their partnership.

  By the time the story was over, Adela, who had been disguised as a young man, had also successfully established a close relationship with Amy and Anvi - at least, that's how it seemed to Marlon.

  So, Ma Long returned to his bedroom with a peace of mind and started writing.

  Several hours later, Sheriff Bernard returned home with a release certificate.

  Of course, Sheriff Bernard also brought back something else - a sentence that Tristero gave to his daughter Adela: "Daughter, Dad is fine now, you be careful around that kid, if he dares to bully you, just do what I taught you before!"

  ……

  The next day, Ma Long bought a copy of the Baisha Morning Post. On the first page of the newspaper, in a prominent position, there was a large white paper with red letters that read: "In response to the bank run crisis, Soles Bank suddenly announced the relocation of its headquarters."

  Under the headline, the news content is a fairly high-level puff piece that analyzes word for word and sentence by sentence an announcement made yesterday afternoon by Solis, chairman of Solis Bank, to all depositors.

  As stated in the title, the core content of this news release is that Soles Bank will move its headquarters to Banmu Avenue, adjacent to Feicuiwen Press.

  And with Ma Long's arrival, this message means that his designated three-win plan has finally reached the stage of execution.

  Thinking so, Ma Long spent the next few days, except for eating and sleeping every day, as well as telling stories to the three little fox girls, all the other time was spent on bitter typing and crawling grids.

  Two days ago, Ma Long typed until he was dizzy and his hands were sore.

  However, on the third day, Ma Long's bitter and forced writing career underwent a heaven-shaking change, because he suddenly discovered that Adela, who had been taken in by him, apart from having demonic blood, actually possessed an extremely formidable talent - simultaneous transcription.

  That's right, dictation.

  On the third day of routine storytelling, Ma Long found that Adela, who had been quietly listening to stories for the past two days, had paper and pen in her hand.

  No matter how fast Ma Long reads out a piece of text, Adela can write it down in neat and beautiful standard script with perfect accuracy!

  So, after Ma Long confirmed Adela's talent, he excitedly grasped both of her hands.

  "Adela, be my secretary! Help me type, a thousand words for one rand... no... a thousand words for one lanter, will you do it? Will you?"