"You see I'm not wrong, Long Wen and Hu Che must know about me." Mordred turned to Sepfar and Grant and said. Grant looked at him carefully: "It's exactly the same as Mordred, a thousand ~ face ~ strange ~ thief ~" The thousand face thief wearing the "Mordred mask" nodded proudly.

Grant looked at the Thousand Faces Thief with suspicion and said, "Who is it?" "Uh......" The Thousand-Faced Monster Thief twitched the corners of his mouth, and at this time, Long Wen and Hu Che were already laughing on the bed. Grant couldn't find the "laughing point" and could only cast an inquiring glance at Sephard, who pushed his glasses: "This is the notorious jewelry and art thief in front of him, because he is very good at seamless 'transfiguration', so he is called the 'Thousand Faces Thief'." ”

Grant felt that the more he listened, the more he couldn't keep up with the rhythm: "What? Mafia？ Artwork? Black Knight? Strange thieves? "For a while, countless individual words flew in my mind, and it was really hard to accept for a while. At this time, Hu Che said to the Thousand-Faced Monster Thief: "Are you going to change careers and become an 'undercover agent' by pretending to be like this?" Long Wen: "I like Infernal Affairs. Sephar: "There's a lot more we want to ask you, Mr. Thief with a Thousand Faces. The Thousand-Faced Thief smiled and bowed, at which point Grant whispered to Seyfal, "Are you sure he's not Mordred?" Sephar: "Have you ever seen Mordred laugh?" ”

Rome International Airport

Simon, who was flipping through the newspaper, heard the phone tone, he took out his phone and opened the mailbox to find Grant's letter: "All the staff are in the bureau now, and the seventh black knight is also here." After reading the message, Simon was surprised: "Oh? At this time, the announcement of boarding the plane sounded, and Simon rolled up the newspaper and put it in his coat pocket, "How could Mordred be with them?" His heart was full of doubts, and his steps couldn't help but quicken.

Gordon Police Station. Custer and his party poured into the interrogation room one after another, which made the already small space even more crowded, three policemen, two mercenaries, and one thief, who could not eliminate each other's suspicions, so they tied up and watched each other.

Grant still looked at Mordred, who couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake, with hostile eyes, and he even doubted Long Wen and Hu Che who were talking to him again. But these two men don't know whether they are nervous or inhibited, and they can talk and laugh in the cold, prison-like interrogation room with four walls, and in front of a hostile police officer.

Hu Che pointed at the Thousand Faces Monster Thief and said, "Your face is really getting more and more realistic." Thief with a Thousand Faces: "Oh? Is it? Thanks for the compliment. Long Wen: "Two days before I read the news, you stole a famous painting on display at the Yilian Museum. "Thief with a Thousand Faces:"Yes, for this painting they also prepared the world's most advanced anti-theft system. ”

Hu Che was curious: "I heard that the anti-theft system can detect even a needle." How did you do that? Thief with a Thousand Faces: "It's easy. Because I swapped the paintings during the day, they didn't know yet. Long Wen and Hu Che applauded in surprise at the same time: "Oh! It's amazing! ”

The topic of the three people has always revolved around the crime, and the more Grant on the side listens to it, the more difficult it is to accept their conversation, and finally can't help but slam the table and stand up: "The conversation you just had can be used as evidence against you!" ”

The three of them stopped talking and looked at the raunchy middle-aged pigtailed uncle opposite. Hu Che said in an arrogant tone while digging his nostrils, "Uncle." Do you think this rudimentary interrogation room will be able to trap us? Long Wen: "Oops! Don't always look at a situation in absolute black and white. We're not bad people and certainly not good people, haha. Thief with a Thousand Faces: "Actually, if I wanted to, I could disappear right now." ”

The aura of the three people talking can definitely overwhelm the isolated Grant, but the pigtailed uncle still made a "blowing beard and staring" expression for the sake of face. It's in a state of three-on-one stalemate. Custer and Sepfar walked in with their coffees.

As soon as they opened the door, the two of them noticed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere, and Sefal, who was good at observing words and feelings, was the first to play a round: "Coffee is here, no matter what happened just now, I should have said that I was thirsty." At this time, Custer also put the plate with the brioche on the table, and as soon as he saw the food, Long Wen and Hu Che were completely unconfident: "Oh~ This is what I heard that Italia's cream is good~ Hurry up and eat one!" As soon as Long Wen stretched out his hand, he was hit by Hu Che, and Custer Gang thought to himself: "This kid is very polite. ”

But to his surprise, he saw Hu Che take out his mobile phone and take a picture of the bread, so he quickly picked up a piece and ate it. Custer: "Uh... What a stupid idea I just had. The atmosphere eased and Sephar persuaded Grant to sit down, but Grant still looked at them with hostile eyes.

Sefal smiled helplessly and pushed a cup of coffee in front of the Thousand Faces Thief: "Even I admit that our coffee here is really unpalatable. After the thief took it, he actually took out a small bottle of milk from his pocket, and then actually took out a sugar cube and added it to the coffee calmly.

Custer: "Oh my God! Do you carry this with you? The Thief with a Thousand Faces: "My role in Mafia is that of my godson's 'personal butler', and everything must be prepared. Custer said, "Huh? Do you have Doraemon pockets? Hu Che chewed bread and said, "Oh me! I didn't expect the police inspector to have seen Doraemon too, so I can introduce you to a chef who also likes Doraemon. (Those of you who have been reading the article should know who this cook is)"

Long Wen stuffed bread in his mouth and raised his hand: "I want tomato sauce." At this time, everyone was surprised that the Thousand Faces Monster Thief actually took out a small bottle of ketchup from his pocket. Hu Che and Custer gave a thumbs up at the same time and sighed: "Niu fork! ”

Sefal's eyes behind the lenses cautiously observed the Thousand Faces Thief's every move: "Mr. Thousand Faces Thief, can you tell us the cause of the incident now?" The Thousand-Faced Thief took a sip of his coffee: "Your tone is like interrogating a suspect." ”

Grant retorted unceremoniously: "You are the suspect!" The Thousand-Faced Monster Thief said lightly, "Oh! Uncle with pigtails who is very angry, you seem to have always made the wrong person to vent. Grant's angry forehead protruded: "You! ”

Sepfar smiled at this time: "Then let's put it another way, if you are a fake, then where is the real Mordred?" At this time, the Thousand-Faced Monster Thief gently spat out three words: "He's dead." ”

"Huh?" All of a sudden, all eyes on him were focused on him at the same time. (To be continued......)