Meiman: Get a Ghost Rider at the beginning

Money is not everything, but having no money is absolutely impossible.

This sentence is the same everywhere. The more exorcists make, the more they will spend. Not everyone will use the means they know to do something to make a lot of money.

Because the most profitable things are clearly written in the criminal law.

So Roger could only work hard to find tasks. First of all, he would not accept those who were tired and hard-working. Secondly, he would not accept those with less money and more work, because he only picked eight-hour tasks.

After such a selection, Roger scratched his head and realized that there really weren't many left.

When I came to my old place, [Dad’s Bar], I came in and said hello to the boss and ordered a cocktail.

At the same time, ask about any good tasks recently, which are more money but less work, five days and eight hours.

"Luo, it's true that five days and eight hours means more money and less work, but such tasks are usually robbed as soon as they come out." Lei, the bar owner, said helplessly.

Everyone is happy to take this kind of tasks. Only some tasks that are very dangerous and many people cannot assess the risks are not accepted. For example, there is one right now.

"What, working as a bodyguard for a mentally ill second-generation guy for a week? $50? It's a good job, but why doesn't anyone take it?"

Roger couldn't help but asked curiously, what kind of task is so good that he can earn 50 yuan a week.

"Because I applied for several jobs, but all of them disappeared. I don't know if they died or something happened." Lei shrugged and explained slowly.

It turns out that this second-generation family is an oil king, of course a billionaire, and the other person is also really mentally ill.

Last month, for some unknown reason, he suddenly changed his temperament and killed a girl with extremely cruel methods. He was then prosecuted by the FBI and is currently being tried in court.

Roger thought for a while, wasn't this the news he just saw this morning?

Originally, I looked down on the laws of this country, and wanted to escape from any illness that rich people got, but I didn't expect that this time I would be my employer.

"Okay, I'll take this mission. Come over and have a look." Roger said cheerfully.

If it is some demon that possesses people and kills people, then kill the demon. If it is not possible, kill the hostage and the demon together.

If it's the second generation who pretends to be crazy and acts stupid, ahem, Roger can't do the killing thing, it's illegal, leave it to the Ghost Rider.

Dad Lei picked up his cell phone and made a call. He said a few words to someone, which meant that an exorcist had taken over the task. The person on the phone agreed and said that he could report there the next day.

Drop drop drop-

At this moment, Roger's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unknown number.

Is it a new customer?Roger pressed the phone expectantly, picked it up and put it to his ear.

"Hi, hello, who is it?"

"Hi, do you remember me? I want to post a task." came the voice of a little boy who had just graduated from kindergarten on the phone.

Roger: "——?"

The voice didn't sound like Sally's son. Roger thought about it and asked directly.

"Who are you, I can't remember."

"That's it - the boy who helped steal the test papers last time. You don't remember me."

Uh--it's really an old acquaintance, the old acquaintance who ruined Roger I's reputation.

Mmm - it smells so good.

"It's you. What's wrong with you? It's not like you failed the exam again. You want me to steal the test papers for you."

"Hey, you guessed it right, but I haven't taken the exam yet. I want you to help me with this test paper. My dad said that if I pass this time, I will be invited to Disneyland."

Good guy, I like it, this kid has a future.

"Okay, let's meet and chat. It's still the same. No money, just something of commemorative value."

"Okay, let's go to the burger restaurant where we traded last time."

After hanging up the phone, Roger suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked this little brat what his name was yet.

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In the evening, Roger came to a burger restaurant. Under the weird eyes of the waiter, he only ordered two glasses of Fat Boy water, and then sat at the window to wait for someone.

After a while, a thief-minded little boy wearing sunglasses and carrying a schoolbag sneaked in.

"What's your name? I forgot again. Tell me what kind of reward you plan to give me this time. I don't want money, I want something valuable."

"My name is Jamie, uncle, why are you so forgetful? I've told you so many times."

Roger's face darkened, "If you call me uncle again, I won't accept the mission."

The little boy hurriedly flattered, "Ah, I'm sorry, Brother Jie, you have a lot. Please forgive me. I stole a lot of my dad's collection this time. You will definitely like it."

Roger: "......"

The little boy first took out a gold necklace. Roger looked at it and saw that it was worthless and shook his head.

Seeing this, the little boy took it back and then took out a small box. Roger opened it and took a look.

Good guy, it's an antique, it's a rooster bowl, it's worth quite a lot, and it can probably be sold for a lot of money, but it's still a blank slate here for the system guy, so he can only shake his head with regret.

"This won't work either. Then I'll give you this. My dad locked it in the safe. It's a collector's edition."

The naughty boy Jamie took out a disc collection book, looked around carefully, and said softly: "This is my dad's collector's edition. He is very precious."

Roger opened it and saw, hiss——

It is indeed precious. The plate from many years ago is really a collector's edition. It probably carries the precious memories of a young man's youth and is worth hundreds of millions.

"This thing -" Roger looked at it and the system judged it to be gold. It was indeed very precious. But if he took it, wouldn't his reputation be ruined if it spread?

It's just that this naughty kid stole his father's collection, why was it classified by the system? Shouldn't it be the child's own things?

"You must keep this secret for me. No one can tell it, otherwise I will be beaten to death by my father." The little boy Jamie warned.

You are actually afraid that others will find out, so it seems that you can accept this product. At least there is no danger of ruining your reputation without a third party knowing about it.

"Okay, I'll accept the reward. Let's talk about the specific tasks." Roger agreed readily.

"Hey, didn't you help me steal the test papers and burn them last time? It was useless. Two days later, the school got another pile of test papers, and then I took the test again, and I failed in the end."

Jamie, the naughty boy, rubbed his head in embarrassment.

"So this time I think, let's change the method. You can steal a test paper and write the answers to me. I will memorize the answers. This way, the exam will be foolproof."

Roger sighed and said, Good guy, you have a bright future. As long as you are as smart as you are, I won’t be a scumbag in my last life.

"My dad also said that if I pass my grades, he will increase my pocket money and take me to the amusement park..."

"Okay, needless to say, I will go to your school tonight to steal the test papers. It will be the same teacher's office as last time, right?" Roger interrupted.

"Yeah, that's it, please."