Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 245 Pinkerton
This chapter is subtitled: No Discord, No Concord.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
Don't get me wrong, this is the sound of a typewriter. Don't get me wrong, this is not our Master Yuan typing. He hasn't used his UNDERWOOD typewriter to write anything since the outline of the "Socialism" catalog.
However, decades later, this second-hand typewriter became an important collection of the Yuan Yanshu Museum. People all over the world know that countless famous works were born on this typewriter, so much so that the UNDERWOOD typewriter factory 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, No Discord, Only Concord.Later this sentence became one of the ten most famous advertising slogans of the 20th century.
“No Discord, Only Concord.” The cleverness of this saying lies in changing one word in the saying “No Discord, No Concord.” As a result, it has a double meaning: the first literal meaning is that there is no discord, only harmony; the second implication is that one can get to know each other without fighting.
Our Master Yuan is known as the “master of golden sentences” and he truly deserves the title.
Wilton Aiden, a senior private detective at the Pinkerton Detective Agency, was typing a report in his office. Poor Agent Aiden was not very good at using this thing, so like the male protagonists in many Western detective movies, he used his two index fingers to type, which greatly reduced his fluency and was very laborious.
"Boss, the boss wants you to go to the reception room to meet an important client."
"Yes, I'll be there right away."
General ZOD had no choice but to put down the unfinished report, put on his suit and went to the reception room of the office . When he entered the room, he saw a familiar face. Seeing this impressive man, the familiar face also showed a look of surprise.
“It’s you!”
“It’s you!”
"Hahaha, it turns out that Mr. Yuan knows Mr. Aiden...ah! This, this, this..."
At this point, the boss of Pinkerton's New York branch remembered that there seemed to be some personal grudge between the two.
Our Master Yuan was really surprised to see this "old friend" whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He really didn't expect to meet General ZOD here. Yuan Yanshu came here to commission the Pinkerton Detective Agency to investigate a few people.
But he immediately calmed down, stood up and held out his hand, saying, "We do know each other. In fact, Mr. Aiden is very 'caring' to me. I never had the chance to say 'thank you'."
"Mr. Yuan, you're welcome." General ZOD would not neglect his boss's face in such an occasion, and stepped forward to shake hands with Master Yuan.
However, he did not show any weakness and sarcastically said, "It is your own 'efforts' that have helped you regain your 'innocence', Mr. Yuan. I still want to say 'sorry'."
"Hahaha, Mr. Aiden is so polite."
"Hahaha, Mr. Yuan is really humorous."
Seeing that the two did not fight on the spot, the boss of the New York branch finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled to smooth things over, "Hahaha, for you two gentlemen, this is really No Discord, No Concord."
"Mr. Yuan, since you know our Mr. Aiden, you must know that he is a very professional investigator and the most experienced private detective in our firm. So it is most appropriate to entrust your business to him."
"But if you have other ideas, we can also..."
Our Master Yuan raised his hand and said, "I really don't have any other ideas. It would be best if Mr. Aiden was in charge. As you said, from my experience with him, he is a professional and experienced detective. It's just... can I talk to him alone?"
The boss of the New York branch looked at his subordinates and saw that Agent Aiden remained calm and nodded slightly. He said, "Mr. Yuan, this is absolutely fine. You two can chat slowly."
Having said that, he stood up and walked out, leaving the old enemies sitting there looking at each other.
After a while, Yuan Yanshu took the lead in breaking the strange silence. He smiled and asked, "Mr. Aiden, do you still think I have something to do with Wall Street BOOOOM?"
He is a Seres, a Seres who believes in "repaying evil with good, how can you repay good?" He is not the kind of hypocrite who will turn the right cheek when slapped on the left cheek. He will definitely "repay evil with good" to those who have offended him.
But he really didn't think he had any personal grudge against Inspector Aiden. He was an American public servant, and it was his duty to interrogate him. It was his fault that he was "coerced" by the Master Ball to save Miss Enyuka, thus exposing his flaws.
Moreover, this man also taught Lin Dengwan and Zhuang Kunlun a lesson, which was considered as a relief for me. From this perspective, I should thank him. So his words were not really sarcastic.
The question now is how to make use of this guy?
"Hmph!" The other party just responded with a cold snort.
However, General ZOD did not let it go so easily. This Chinese man had ruined his own future, forcing him, a senior agent of the BOI, to resign and become a private detective.
"No wonder..." Master Yuan nodded, not angry at the other party's attitude. He shrugged and said, "Mr. Aiden, whether you believe it or not, I really have nothing to do with that case. But..."
He leaned closer to Inspector Aiden and said in a serious tone, "But I do know a little bit of the inside story!"
"Wildoon, what did the Chinese tell you?"
"Boss, nothing. Just asked me to investigate a female student at the Manhattan Music School."
"Wilden, just a female student? That Chinese guy said he wanted to cooperate with us for a long time."
"Boss, he said he wants to test our service before long-term cooperation."
"Oh, is that so? Then Wilton, you should follow up on this case yourself."
"Understood, Boss."
General ZOD returned to his office and took out a cigarette from the drawer and started smoking. He was thinking about a suggestion made by the Chinese, a suggestion that would allow him to return to the BOI...
So should we trust this Chinese person?
"Boss, have you finished writing that report?"
Just then, a subordinate walked in and interrupted his thoughts.
"Oh, I'm writing it now. I'll be right there."
Mr. Aiden put out his cigarette in the ashtray and resumed typing laboriously: "According to investigation, Yuan Yanshu's private life is extremely chaotic. Not only does she often go to places not suitable for children, but she also has two mistresses..."
