"Goodbye Tamia."

Seeing Tamia go away, Angelil pushed the door open.

As soon as she entered the office, Tamia felt that Mr. Oreo was in a bad mood, and she didn't have to think about it to know that it was Sheriff Tamia who brought the bad news.

She didn't dare to touch Oreo's moldy head, and walked to the dining table by herself, intending to prepare today's Chinese food.

But before he could do anything, Oreo said suddenly.

"Drop it down, let Cuarón come."

This statement is clearly not directed at himself, but at Cuarón.

Angelyl pursed her lips and asked uncertainly.

"Mr. Oreo, are you still angry about yesterday?"

Oreo nodded, his tone resentful.

"It was yesterday."

Angelil continued to ask.

"Was it because of the theater, what the hell happened, did Mr. Cuarón beat people to death?"

Oreo shook his head.

"It's none of your business."

"That ......"

Angelyl obviously wanted to say something, but seeing that Oreo was in a bad mood, she didn't say it in the end, and the two sat in the office like this.

Towards noon, Cuarón finally returned, carrying a large bag in his hand, and it seemed that he had made another purchase at the vegetable market.

Oreo looked at him silently, and when he had finished cooking his lunch for a while, Oreo said suddenly.

"What did you buy?"

Cuarón replied as he chopped the vegetables.

"Mostly oysters, which are very cheap."

"Make more food at noon, and I'll send Angelyl back to her mother in the afternoon."

Cuarón nodded, and he quickened his movements slightly.

"Got it."

Oreo babbled.

"Don't do so much sweet stuff, Angelyl and I are a little sick to your stomach."

"Okay."

Cuarón nodded again, he washed his hands with water, and stuffed the butter into the cupboard.

Before he could proceed to the next process, Oreo asked again.

"Is there not enough gunpowder at home?"

Caron thought for a moment.

"I just added it last month, so I don't need it at all."

Oreo glanced in a certain direction, it was the cabinet with gunpowder.

Turning his head, he felt that the time was enough, so he took a deep breath and asked casually.

"Tamia said someone saw you yesterday afternoon, and you should be careful the next time something like this happens."

Cuarón hesitated for a moment, having spent so many years with Oreo, of course he knew what Oreo wanted to say.

He replied quickly.

"I knew Eden's death would be difficult to deal with, so I didn't use my fists."

Hearing this answer, Angelil knew roughly what was going on.

That is, Mr. Cuarón killed Director Eden yesterday afternoon, and Mr. Oreo had no idea about it.

Oreo then asked.

"Where did your gunpowder come from?"

Cuarón replied calmly.

"I'm using the Okassim's Edge."

“......”

Oreo tilted his head to look at the box containing Okasim's Blade, which had been touched, confirming Cuaron's words.

And what's even more weird is that I really didn't see this box yesterday afternoon, could it be that Caron took this box out when he went out in the morning?

No, I hadn't seen this box myself when I was in the theater.

Despite his suspicions, Oreo didn't ask because the time had not yet come.

In silence, the Chinese food was finally ready.

Cuarón undoes his apron and drizzles the boiled sauce over the oysters.

"Young Master, Miss Angelil, it's time to eat."

Angelelle glanced at Oreo, and when she saw the latter move, she walked to the table.

Unlike yesterday, Oreo barely spoke, so Angelil didn't dare to speak, and the lunch ended in this uncomfortable silence.

After resting in the office for a while, Oreo said suddenly.

"Angelil, I'll send you back, tomorrow's performance is very important, it's better to prepare early."

Angelil answered, and then lifted two rucksacks from the corner, which contained the clothes Oreo had bought for her after coming here.

Oreo took a rucksack and walked towards the back three streets, Angelyl following him slowly.

It's lunch break and there are almost no pedestrians on the streets.

As she walked across Tenth Street, Angelelle whispered.

"Mr. Oreo, I hope you can be happy every day in the future, and don't be as sad as you are today."

Oreo smiled.

"I'm sorry Angelyl, but I influenced you."

"It's okay."

Angelyl shook her head, then said expectantly, "That...... Will you come to tomorrow's competition? ”

"No, it won't."

Oreo shook his head and added.

"Because I believe in you, you'll be fine."

Angelyl squeezed out a smile.

"That's ......"

Loss flooded over Angelyl's heart, she lowered her head first, then lifted her head suddenly, and could faintly see tears in the corners of her eyes.

Oreo doesn't see this, though, and goes straight into the brothel and calls Peggy out.

Seeing the sad Angelyl, Peggy felt pitiful and funny at the same time, after all, she had already warned Angelyl that this ending was doomed.

She poured a cup of tea and walked briskly.

"Oreo, thanks to you, all of Turin now knows Angelil."

Oreo nodded and took the tea from Peggy.

"Angelyl, I've sent you back, take a good look at her these days, and call me as soon as you have anything."

As he spoke, he pulled out three conches from his pocket, handed two to Peggy, and the other to Angelil, but Angelil didn't reach for it.

Peggy snatched the conch first, then winked at Oreo.

"If you're free tomorrow, you'll have to come and cheer for you, after all, Angelyl is Atifa's sister and your sister."

Oreo rubbed his brow, looking tired.

"Tamia said I'm in big trouble, I have to go to the City Patrol tomorrow to record a confession, Angelyl's performance is in the morning, I really can't make it."

Peggy frowned, serious.

"The City Patrol opens at nine o'clock, and Angelil won't be on stage until at least eleven o'clock, so you should be able to catch up."

"The confession is just an excuse, and God knows how long I'll be locked up."

Oreo tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Because Eden is dead, I've heard that some people suspect that I did it." ”

Angelyl snorted and then slurred.

"He's dead?"

“......”

Oreo pretended not to see this, he nodded, "Yes, he's dead, maybe I'll have to trouble you to testify in court tomorrow afternoon." ”

Angelyl nodded as she wiped her face.

"Mm-hmm, it will!"

Seeing that Angelyl was coaxed, Oreo waved his hand as he walked away.

"Good luck Angelyl."

Watching him walk out of the brothel, Angelyl said with hindsight.

"I will...... Mr. Oreo should also be safe. ”