"Mr. Detective, sorry, something happened." Elephant hurriedly came to the detective office and sat down on an antique golden nanmu chair worth 100 million. The treasure instantly fell apart.
"Tell me, what happened." The famous detective took one look at the 108 abdominal muscles on the elephant's body, but he dared not say anything in anger.
"My wife has been flirting with a lion recently, and I suspect they are having an affair. I heard Mr. Detective is the best at investigating extramarital affairs." The elephant struggled to get up from the crumbling chair. This chair is made of paper. I have such a good figure. If it falls apart, it will fall apart, causing my butt to almost be reimbursed.
"Okay, no problem, but can you first compensate me for the money for the chair? 10 Billion, a penny less would hurt my feelings."
"Isn't it just money? Things are going well. Let alone 10 billion, I'll give you 100 billion, that's no problem." Elephant touched his pocket, and there was only 50 cents in it, which was a month's food expenses. If I write you a bad check, don't you dare have any objections.
