Super Detective in the Fictional World

Looking at Mindy's gaze, Damon hastily added: "Beginning in seventh grade. ”

“V, you big soul faint ~” Mindy stood up and jumped hard on the couch: “Seventh grade, aren't you a bunch of kids? Why do I have to go to school like a kid? Ahhh ~ ~"

Damon didn't stop his daughter from screaming, leaving her to exasperate, but went on to say, "V makes me a cartoonist, and I've only painted at home myself, don't you want to try to get used to this new profession? Starting tomorrow, our lives will be renewed. ”

Mindy grabbed her little head and threw herself on the couch and rolled around: “What a new life to go to school! ”

Damon looked guilty: "Mindy, I'm sorry. ”

Little Laurie, rolling around, stopping and staring at him: "Ah? ”

Damon touched her little head: "It's all my selfishness. Always thinking about revenge, dragging you in. V reminded me that you should have a normal life instead of following me every day to kill people. ”

Mindy: “We kill bad people, that's right. ”

Damon: "But do you have any friends? ”

Mindy frowned and thought for a moment to probe the tunnel: “Does V count? ”

Damon laughed bitterly: "Other kids, at least dozens of classmates, even if they're not friends, can name names and play together. You can only think of V. You haven't even seen his face. ”

Mindy was mute.

She doesn't care about kids or anything, but she hasn't really seen V's face.

But V, that weird smiley face mask is pretty cool, too? Little Lori's mind suddenly slipped away.

It was another long conversation, and Damon finally got Mindy to accept the reality —— she was going to school, and within a week or two.

Damon said this decision and didn't forget to cheer himself up: "Yes, we will learn to live a normal life in the future, and we can't fight to kill anymore. ”

Mindy looked desperate, but could not refute Dad's words.

D'Amico is dead, and she and Daddy really have no reason to go to Holocaust again.

Suddenly, a little light appeared in her head.

She grabbed the light quickly and interrupted her nagging there to plan for the future dad: “Dad, now we have a big problem.

Damon turned around and looked at her and said, "Ah, what's the problem? ”

Mindy: “You just gave it all to V. ”

Damon didn't mean it: "Yes, but he deserved it. ”

Mindy nodded: "Yes, I think he deserves it, too, but what about my tuition? ”

Damon suddenly stood still and pressed his face: "Learn... Faye? ”

Mindy: "Dad, you don't want to send me to a public school in the Negro area or the Western-speaking area, do you? That doesn't cost much, but I'm afraid I'll have to beat some gangsters to death. ”

Damon Lian shook his head.

In poor schools in the United States, many children are mixed up with gangs and even trafficked weeds into schools, which is not a very good habit for these children.

Most of them, in a few years' time, will be members of new gangs, officially converted to weed or drug dealers.

With Mindy's temper, clashes with these kids are almost inevitable, and it's really hard to solve things in school.

“I've been looking for a school for you for two weeks, and it's definitely the kind with a good atmosphere.” Damon said.

Mindy blinked her eyes and looked at him: "So, what about the tuition? ”

Damon with his little moustache on his lips: "Probably not much, is it? ”

Mindy grabbed the notebook on the side, searched it, and turned the screen to Dad: “This Trevor Middle School is the middle level in a good school in New York. Don't think about me being an interventionist for the time being, see how much it normally costs to enroll in school. ”

Damon looked at it and said, "In the early 20,000 a semester, isn't it? ”

Mindy: “Not much. But we don't have any money. ”

Damon: "Huh? ”

Mindy: "The money we collected before, we finally settled V's arrears. We've been familiarizing ourselves with the new armor these past few days, looking for trouble with the Irish gang, and their executives have gone into hiding and haven't got the money. ”

Damon remembered that, like he said to Mindy, there was really no money left in the house.

Mindy looked at his face and made up for a hard knife: “Dad, I just remembered, this new armor, we seem to owe another V million? ”

Damon's hand touched his beard and his face was stiff, as if it had been petrified.

He really forgot about it.

Thought it would be easy to get revenge and suddenly find yourself a millionaire.

Mindy looked at his father's expression and was laughing: "So we still have to find some fat sheep and harvest some of them. ”

Damon frowned: “Not busy at the moment, rest a few days.” He didn't want to say what he just said, he just punched himself in the face.

Mindy sighed and walked into her room.

Damon: "What are you doing? Angry? ”

Mindy: “Dad, I'm not that mean. Wait, I'm looking for something. ”

A moment later, she came out of her house and held a pink... pig piggy bank with her hands.

Damon continues to squeal, “What are you? ”

Mindy put the pink pig on the coffee table and smashed it with a punch, and scattered bills and coins scattered across the table.

She went up and started cleaning them up not so fast, saying, "Dad, this is the only money in the house. Let me count, it should be enough for us to eat a few quick meals. ”

Damon: "Ah? Wait, didn't I just give you a thousand dollars the other day? ”

Mindy: “But you made me order a pair of handmade butterfly knives number 42, and the two classic army knives you saw? Not enough money, and I put dozens of cutlery in it. ”

Little Laurie laughed in her heart and the money was ready to fly fast: "OK, there's $114,533 left, we can save a little time and last two or three days. ”

Damon: "…”

Faced with his daughter's “dilemma," he found it difficult to keep up with his previous thoughts.

Sighing, he stood up and picked up the armor that hadn't hung in the locker by his side: "Okay, gear up, let's do it again tonight. ”

Mindy giggled and quickly went to change.

Damon looked at his daughter happy and felt helpless: V, I tried, but it didn't seem to turn out so well.

But men have to be honest.

I said I'm off tomorrow, so... I'll just have a gang wash tonight. Damon thought so and thought of the right goals.

A moment later, the fathers and daughters drove out again.

In the car, Mindy asked, "Who am I looking for this time? ”

Damon: "Remember that group we investigated earlier that had a big business relationship with Damico? ”