"Mr. Oreo,"

Angelil held out her right hand and shook it in front of Oreo.

Oreo came back to his senses and said subconsciously.

"Oh."

"Oh?"

Seeing his perfunctory expression again, Angelelle put her hands on her waist and said angrily.

"I've caught the murderer, won't you praise me!"

“......”

Seeing that her staring eyes looked like a kitten, Oreo whispered.

"You're awesome."

Oreo asked before Angelyl's eyebrows fluttered before she began the next narrative.

"Angelyl, the group of thugs you just talked about, they voluntarily admitted that they were the murderers of Lesha?"

Angelyl shook her head.

"What's the use of them admitting, it's the evidence that counts!"

"Evidence?"

Oreo repeated, it was surprising that Angelelle could say the word.

"Of course!"

Angelyl pulled a hair out of her pocket, straight brown hair.

"This was recovered from Viscount Borg's house, and I sent it to the Verification Section along with the murderer's hair, and Sergeant Reka can testify that it is the same person's hair."

Oreo took the hair, rubbed it in his hand, and threw it into the trash basket at his feet.

He gestured to the chair across from him and motioned for Angelyl to sit down.

"If you don't have a clue about a case, then we can really build a motivation for it.

But as I wrote in my notes, this is only a very subjective speculation on the part of the detective himself, so we must not make a conclusion about the case until there is sufficient evidence. ”

Angelelle looked at the trash basket and said with wide eyes.

"Mr. Oreo, you mean that hair doesn't serve as evidence, do you?"

"It's enough evidence."

Oreo nodded, "Angelil, I mean you're doing a pretty good job. ”

"Really!"

Receiving Oreo's compliment, Angelelle stood up in surprise, she leaned down, stared into Oreo's eyes and said.

"So I have a lot of potential to be a detective?"

"I'm just referring to this case."

Oreo shook his head, "Besides, there's no future for the detective profession. ”

Angelil's face got closer and closer.

"How can there be no future? Aren't you just a detective! ”

After a moment of silence, Oreo smiled reluctantly.

"That's right."

Angelyl didn't quite understand the look on Oreo's face, she straightened up, walked around the office twice, and then looked at Oreo.

"So Mr. Oreo, is there anything else I can help with?"

Looking at Angelil's little face, Oreo didn't understand where the excitement on her face came from.

He rolled his eyes, then said.

"If you have time, you can buy me an adult Turin Siamese blue cat and send it to 163 Avenue Brussels."

"Buy a cat?"

Angelil frowned, "Was it the lady's commission just now?" ”

Oreo nodded.

"Yes."

"Hmm," Angelyl said as she thought for a moment, as she walked towards the door.

"I can do things for you, but will I get paid?"

"Of course."

Oreo waved his hand, "Be careful on the road. ”

After Angelyl left, Oreo rested his cheek with one hand and tapped his right hand on the table, as if thinking about something.

After thinking for a moment, he took the black notebook out of the drawer.

After a little consolidation, he quickly wrote.

"Borg is an aristocrat, and he can't afford not to care about this case.

On the premise of knowing who the murderer is, he did not provide clues to the police in the first place, what will be the reason for this.

Could this case be a message? ”

After staring at the last line for a long time, Oreo quickly closed the note, he didn't plan to find out the reason behind it.

After all, everyone has a story, and he's not interested in digging them one by one.

Oreo lay back in his chair and rested in his chair for a while, when he opened his eyes to see a figure standing across the table.

He pulled his leg off the table and said with a grin.

"Lady Peggy, what's the matter?"

Peggy glanced at the street behind her, then spoke quickly.

"It's only a month until that day!"

Oreo corrected.

"Madame, forty-three days to go."

"It doesn't matter!"

Peggy waved her hand violently, as if she was slapping Oreo's big mouth.

"The important thing is that I promised Angelelle that I would give her twenty days of freedom, and I would not care what she did during these twenty days, but she had to ensure her chastity!"

Oreo blinked and said innocently.

"I guess you'll have to talk to Angelil about that."

"Don't play dumb!"

Peggy slammed the table, "You know what I'm trying to say!" ”

"Lady Peggy..."

Oreo spread his hands, "I don't know. ”

"Smack!"

Peggy slammed her face on the table, and judging by the degree of the table's sagging, Oreo might have known where Angelyl's punches came from.

Peggy gasped like a bull.

"Detective Oreo, you can't kidnap my second daughter anymore!"

"Poof."

Oreo burst out laughing at this, leaning back in his chair.

After laughing for a while, he wiped away the tears from his laughter and shook his head.

"Lady Peggy, I promise I won't kidnap your second daughter, after all, I love Atifa, don't I."

Hearing Atifa's name, Peggy fell silent.

When she entered, she noticed the book on the table, which was Atifa's favorite White Paradise.

It seems that the little man is not lying, and he does still have a nostalgia for Atifa.

But who wouldn't miss such a good girl.

Peggy shook her head and turned to walk towards the door.

Approaching the door, she suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and then asked.

"Oreo, what do you mean when you say Atifa is still alive?"

"I was teleported away before Kutaka attacked me, and Atifa has the same alchemy device on him."

Oreo said firmly, "She's definitely still alive." ”

"Definitely alive..."

Peggy muttered, "It's just somewhere on the continent of Aekassina, and I don't know where I am." ”

Oreo replied with his eyes downcast.

"Yes."

"Oreo."

Peggy turned, her voice unusually soft. "Maybe we can ask for other help......"

Oreo narrowed his eyes and stood up from his chair.

"Are you saying you want to ask the adult for help, her biological father? If that's the case, I advise you to dispel this idea, Atifa's stepmother will definitely not agree. ”

Peggy sighed and gently closed the door of the office.

"That's right."