Chapter 37 Invitation to the second quarter

It has been more than a month since I resigned.I seldom go out during this period, and I have finished reading it long ago. What I am reading now is Fielding's "Tom Jones"-I think that in this book, except for the beginning of each chapter Apart from my literary theories, there is not much to see. Handik had visited once a weekend before, and the topic of chat gradually changed from lamenting my resignation to the recovery after the end of the "busy March". Praise and gratitude for the leisurely life of the police station I came to—I have no complaints about my current life: although I also began to feel that after gradually getting used to the life of being unemployed at home, boredom is like yarrow in September Growing all over the place in my heart.

"Wenzel, why don't you start a detective agency—you have that talent anyway?" Handik suggested the above direction for my re-employment. In fact, Inspector Jiegler once said something similar to me - it's certainly an interesting job that you can sneak in at any time even during working hours: I can buy a coffee machine of my own, I can use the Reading detective novels as part of my day job, and being able to follow through on a case of interest without worrying about writing up useless reports that need to be reviewed and discussed by higher-ups... the idea is undoubtedly very beautiful: but Whenever I start to think about specific issues such as the registration fee and initial operating expenses of the detective agency, these good things come to an abrupt end.

Yes, yes—even if I only plan to rent a small commercial room of seven square meters in Hauser District, all my savings can't make up the deposit for three months: or I can just put a stamp on a tabloid A small ad, and then sit at home and wait for the phone call?Ha, forget it: I don't want to go from legal cop to illegal detective. But I still paid a little attention to the relevant terms and conditions of registering a detective agency in the City of Liberty—it may seem complicated, but in fact it is mainly a matter of funds: the current registration fee is roughly equal to my rent for 20 years, excluding taxes.

From this point of view, I am afraid that the job of plumber, postman or house manager is more suitable for me. It's a good thing I don't have to go to the employment agency now at least—I unexpectedly received an invitation today in my mailbox, which almost only accepts bills and advertisements.Yes, that says, that's literally my address and name: Mr. Wenzel, please go to Hofer's villa as soon as possible after receiving this letter, and discuss everything in detail. This ambiguous invitation letter is not even signed—though, I think, if it is signed, it will probably only be "Rod Schmitz" or "Transke Schmitz": It would definitely not be "Raymond Falton" - on this rather formal invitation letter, there was also a special stamp with the logo of the Hofer Foundation.

Need more details?Today, when the case has been settled, Mr. Rügenmann has committed suicide, and the people in the villa will find me, so what is the matter? It seems that I must go out today.