Supernatural Dawn Text Volume 0217 Apartment "Shawn...Mr.!"

When Sulu sorted out a 'ritual' process, it was dark outside and Duran, who was nervous, walked in. He originally wanted to call the adults, but when he saw the person next to him, he quickly changed his words: "What you ordered has been done, please come with me!"

"very good!"

Sulu stuffed a 1-silver dollar note under the coffee cup, followed Duran out of the cafe and got into a carriage waiting by the roadside.

The coachman was Wood, who rushed the horse in front without saying a word.

In the carriage, Duran held a document to Sulu in both hands: "Your identity certificate... has been registered with the police station, and you are not afraid of investigation at all!"

He felt a little sad when he said this.

As a gangster who often commits things and roams the edge of the law, it is normal to get in touch with this kind of channel, but the cost is too terrible.

Not to mention favors that are taken into account for doing things, etc.

"very good……"

Sulu took the document and looked at it. His new name is 'Shaun Beta', a folk scholar from Gusta.

"As for the location of the apartment, we have found three places for you according to your request. Do you need to take a look at it one by one?"

Duran asked: "The first one is located at 12 Clayber Avenue, with a rent of 7 Silver Eagles per month. At the beginning, you need to pay a three-month deposit, which is the insurance cost of the furniture."

"The second room is located in the wealthy area, suitable for businessmen and wealthy people to live in. It has rooms specially prepared for servants, and a dance hall for banquets... It is very expensive, with 5 golden dragons per month."

"The last one is in the suburbs, but the transportation is very convenient, it is very close to the public bus station, and the rent is the cheapest... 3 silver eagles per month are enough."

He glanced at Sulu secretly, afraid that the other party would want to live in a luxury house in the rich area and would ask him and Wood to pay for it... that would be an unbearable burden.

"The second room is lined up, let's go to the first room and the third room to take a look!" Sulu quickly made a decision.

He was not here to enjoy it. His strength has not been restored now, so it is the king to keep a low profile.

"OK!"

Duran's voice suddenly became much lighter and shouted to Wood outside: "Go to Clayber Street first!"

...

Black Rose Road.

Sulu walked off the carriage and looked at the environment.

What caught his eye was a row of houses, each with some spacing between them, and flower beds in the middle.

However, at this time, some gardens had been transformed into vegetable sheds by the hardworking female household owners, full of pastoral atmosphere.

"The apartment to be rented is No. 13..."

Duran's voice was a little low, 13 is not a good number in this world, and it has a kind of ominous meaning.

And the apartment that appeared in front of them was the same.

But Sulu didn't like the first apartment, so they had to come here.

This is a two-story villa with a wooden main body, which looks a little gloomy in the slightly dark night.

"You are interested in renting my apartment?"

At the gate, a young man was already waiting there.

He was about 20 years old, with a lazy expression, thick black-eyed bags, and yawned from time to time, and seemed to have not had a good sleep for a long time.

"This is Mr. Irving Dougwell, the owner of the apartment!"

Duran quickly introduced to both sides: "This is Mr. Sean Beta who intends to rent an apartment!"

"Hello!"

Sulu glanced at Owen and found that he was just an ordinary person. He stretched out his hand and shook with the other party.

"I'll take you to see..."

Owen lazily took out the keys and opened the door to the apartment: "It's still very good here..."

After entering the wall, Sulu first saw a flowerbed, planted with a green plant, bringing a strong fragrance in the breeze: "Well... is this... wormwood?"

"Yes...it's a crop grown by the last tenant, if you don't like it, you can replace it..."

Owen said casually: "But I think they are very good, and they have the fragrance of lemon when brewing tea..."

Although wormwood is an extraordinary material, in fact, it is just an ordinary plant that can be used to make wine and has good color. It is often used as a textbook by flower art teachers, and can also be used to make perfumes, drive away mosquitoes, etc.

It can be said that it is a very economical crop.

"No...I like it very much!"

Sulu walked into the apartment and looked at it. He found that although the furniture was aging and old, there were a lot of space and many rooms.

The coffee table, cabinets, tables and chairs, and oil paintings on the walls look quite stylish.

"If you're too lazy to clean, you can hire a maid..."

Owen lit the candle: "How is it? Not bad... If it weren't for its last owner's death here, I wouldn't have lowered the rent so low..."

"Well? The last master? He died here?" Sulu was shocked.

And Duran's face turned pale: "Sorry...Mr. Sean, I don't know..."

The other party was too anxious and he didn't pay attention to this matter in detail. It seemed that he had been cheated by an agent.

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't just have 3 Silver Eagles a month..." Owen was very frank: "Its previous tenant was Lao Mad, a very funny single old man, oh... You don't have to worry, he died naturally because of external forces, and walked peacefully, and I also went to his funeral."

"Is it really good to be so straightforward?"

Sulu sensed it, and there was no dirty things or resentment in the apartment, so he couldn't help asking.

"Nothing, you will always know..."

Owen yawned: "And, it's nothing to lose this business... I am the owner of this apartment. After I graduated from college, I failed to start a business and could only return to my hometown in shame and inherit the apartment my father gave me... It's worth about 1,000 Golden Dragon."

‘The life of a landlord was once what I longed for the most…’

Sulu couldn't help but make a calculation for the other party. Even if he calculated based on the lowest rate of return, he had about 5% to 10% every year, that is, 50 to 100 Golden Dragon's income. The income was very stable, enough for a family to live carefree with the standards of middle-class or wealthier.

‘It’s just... Is it really good that you are so honest? I didn’t see Wood and Duran beside me with their eyes shining?’

Sulu glanced at the landlord speechlessly: "I am going to live here, expecting to pay two months of rent for one year, right?"

"Well, no problem. You can wait for me to draw a contract, and of course, you still need your identity proof!"

Owen smiled and walked out.

The public security in this area is still very good, and his father also secretly sent bodyguards, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

After more than ten minutes, he walked in again and took the contract in duplicate.

Sulu looked at it and confirmed that there was no problem. She signed Sean's pseudonym, paid the first payment, and got the house key.

"Then... I wish you a happy residence, I will not invite you to dinner!"

Owen yawned and got into a carriage.

"What a carefree and carefree rich young master..."

Duran followed Sulu: "It can be seen that... this job is just his usual pastime... Otherwise, he could have sent a housekeeper."

"This is the world, and envy is useless."
Chapter completed!