My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 179 - 177: The Young Constable in Poverty

Chapter 179: Chapter 177: The Young Constable in Poverty

When Owen Bertram had York Gordon bring Cornelius Maxwell over, he secretly informed Jim as well. With the Mountain Master’s memories, Owen told Jim all the clues; naturally, it would be much more efficient to investigate after knowing the entire trading process.

Cornelius Maxwell had reviewed the key files; the Mountain Master’s men killed witnesses on the painting boat; Cornelius Maxwell suddenly made a breakthrough using the Divine Seal Pill; including the wealth he had used to bribe for promotion to revered Lord. All of these combined into a complete chain of evidence.

Moreover, Jim found a key witness: on the adjacent painting boat, someone saw Cornelius Maxwell meeting the Mountain Master-whether they really saw it or not didn’t matter; Jim would handle everything well.

This was a solid case!

Jim felt that he could be promoted to Prescott with this case alone! And because of this mission, he would receive merit rewards from his mentors and exchange them for the treasures he desired!

Following his mentor was incredibly fitting.

Owen Bertram withdrew Gourd Elder and still shrunk it back into his sleeve. Still... he felt that the style of his Gourd treasure was a bit off.

Other people would hold it up and shout, "If I call you, dare you respond?"

Or, with an overwhelming presence, they would say, "Darling, please turn around."

When it came to him, this thing was just a hammer! Throw it out and smash it.

Despite Gourd Elder feeling that it had accomplished merit in its first battle, why did it sense a trace of melancholy in Master’s mood?

It did not dare to say it, nor did it dare to ask. Was it because it did something not good enough?

Owen Bertram waved at Jim, "Take care of it."

"Yes, leave it to me." Jim hurriedly agreed, and Owen Bertram walked away with his hands behind his back.

Not long after Matthew learned of it, he felt satisfied, so it turned out that the mentor had summoned this fool to execute him.

But when he hurried back to the outpost to meet his mentor, he was scolded by the mentor: "The supplies escorted by Cornelius Maxwell were reinforcements for us from the government, and you just let him go like that?"

"Why didn’t you directly seize White Chestnut Ridge, which is your territory?"

"If Cornelius defies you, kill him on the spot!"

This would have saved me a trip.

Matthew was scolded and didn’t dare to talk back. Looking back, even though he had considered that Cornelius Maxwell had been personally summoned by the mentor, he was mostly being too soft in his actions.

At that time, Cornelius Maxwell had already insulted the mentor, and Matthew should have taken action!

Sigh, he missed a good opportunity to show his merit—Matthew lamented and regretted.

...

For the whole day, Nathan Lane felt like he was in a dream.

Not only Slyvia, but also more than a dozen other women were rescued from the Ghost Cave. Among them, three women were from Pelier Town, and the rest were from neighboring villages and towns.

Levi County had been plagued by evil ghosts for a long time. Their relatives had been missing, and everyone had given up hope. They never expected that they would be rescued one day.

Parents hugged their surviving daughters and wept. Their second reaction was to kowtow to Nathan Lane and his group.

Nathan Lane was so scared that he quickly helped them up, repeatedly saying that they didn’t deserve it.

By the afternoon, people from the surrounding villages and towns had also arrived, and there were more heartfelt thank-yous. Watching the reunions of these families, Nathan Lane’s eyes were a little moist. The heartfelt gratitude from those white-haired elderly people was something he had never experienced before.

In the past, even if he had cracked a big case and received a commendation from a superior, there had never been such a sense of accomplishment. He had saved one family after another.

He suddenly realized: this should be the real purpose of the investigation!

It was to punish the evil criminals, but even more to save and protect those innocent and kind people.

From this moment on, Nathan Lane’s motivation for participating in the Henry Case was completely sublimated. With Prince Henry oppressing the common people, who knew how many innocent people would be ruined? Toppling him could save many more people!

Throughout the entire process, the Mechanical Dao Soldiers looked on coldly. The ordinary people in the town thought that he was just another strong helper that the hero Nathan Lane had invited from outside.

When evening came, they finally found relatives for all the victims and sent them all home. Owen Bertram wanted to discuss the case with Nathan Lane, but Nathan Lane was a bit absent-minded, and hesitantly said, "Slyvia has asked me to meet her..."

During the day, with all the chaos, Slyvia, a young lady, was immediately picked up by her father and no longer appeared in public. But when they parted, she shyly made an appointment with Nathan Lane.

Owen Bertram sighed deeply and waved him away.

Even heroes have a hard time resisting a beauty, not to mention that Nathan Lane had impulsively joined in just for Slyvia.

Well, there’s no hurry tonight.

However, not long after Nathan Lane left, he returned with a sullen face, holding a package in his hand. He threw it onto the table with a loud thud, obviously not light.

Owen Bertram watched with cold eyes and perceived everything: "Silver?"

"A full five hundred taels!" Nathan Lane felt choked in his chest and said, "This is the thank-you gift from Master Zhao to me, but he didn’t allow me to see his daughter."

Owen Bertram sneered, "So you just came back like that?"

Nathan Lane painfully put his hands through his hair: "Master Zhao said I was just a little constable..." Before he could finish, Owen Bertram interrupted: "Your future can be seen at a glance. You’ll be a lowly official for the rest of your life, unable to make his daughter happy. If you truly love her, you should let go and not delay her beautiful future."

"He may even tell you that he has already found a suitable marriage for his daughter. The boy’s family background and status are far beyond comparison to yours, right?"

Stunned, Nathan Lane looked at him, "How...how did you know..."

Owen Bertram scolded impatiently, "Fool, do you really have such little confidence in yourself? Think about what you’re about to do! Once successful, who in the Wood Dynasty would dare to look down upon you?

Master Zhao dares to despise your youth and poverty, but in the future, when you make a name for yourself, you can brutally slap him in the face, letting him know how short-sighted he was and that he misjudged the wrong person!

At that time, he will be begging you to marry his daughter!

Think about it, your father-in-law would never be able to hold his head-up for the rest of his life in front of you, how delightful that would be!"

Nathan Lane’s eyes went from confusion, loss, pain, and slowly, through Owen Bertram’s highly motivational words...or perhaps coaxing, they became excited and fervent.

He slammed his fists on the table and stood up suddenly, "You’re right! Let’s start studying the case right away. I have a few ideas that I want to discuss with you first..."

Owen Bertram nodded continuously, as expected, professional matters should be left to professionals. Nathan Lane’s approach to solving the case was enlightening for Owen Bertram; after discussing it until late at night, Owen Bertram nodded and said, "Just follow your plan; we’ll leave tomorrow."

"Great!" Nathan Lane was filled with confidence.

They returned to their rooms to rest. The Mechanical Dao Soldier closed the door of the room and lay on the bed. Owen Bertram went offline.

Not far from the outpost, the old pervert Spencer Aiden came online.

As soon as he appeared in the Ghost Market, the Great Ghosts and Little Ghosts immediately surrounded him, very enthusiastic: "Lord, we were so worried about you these past few nights, we thought you had an accident..."