"Mr. Caron."

Angeliel hurried to follow Caron, panting, "Why is Lord Oreo so strange?" Shouldn't he go and meet his sister? ”

"I guess it's because I'm nervous." Cuarón glanced back at the office. "I haven't seen him for so many years, and the young master is trying to play the role of his former self, and he thinks this appearance will make Atifa like it more...... Not a black mage or an undead. ”

"I don't know what my sister is doing." Angelyl muttered quietly, "She probably didn't know Lord Oreo was back." ”

"It's their business."

Cuarón whispered, and he took Angelyl around Tenth Street for a long time, and finally found a vegetable market near the original Eleventh Street, and the operators were all old faces, prostitutes and thugs.

"Lord Karon!"

"Miss Angelyl is pretty again!"

"Your Excellency Plavel has returned to Turin!"

Seeing the two of them, the whole vegetable market boiled, and everyone surrounded the two of them like a moon and stars, and they did not hesitate to praise them.

Under Reka's publicity, Oreo and the others disappeared because they were working on a big case outside, and these people in the back three streets didn't know what role Empress Atifa played in this story.

Because of a difficult time, during which Caron often ate and drank at everyone's house, his hands were soon filled with gifts from the people of the Third Street, and Angelelle was holding a nest of chickens who didn't know who gave them.

Everyone watched the two leave, and there was excitement in their eyes.

"The two ewes I bought are too old to give birth to cubs, so I can ask His Excellency Pravel for help when the time comes."

"Mr. Caron will come back next time!"

Angelil left step by step, during the time she left, Hou San Street has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes, but the kindness and sincerity in the bones of these Hou San Street people have not changed.

Of course, more importantly, she misses her mother when she sees these people.

Approaching the office, the two military horses were grazing on the lawn with a wagon, and two ruts crossed the lawn.

"Oops."

Caron cursed secretly, and hurriedly lifted the two military horses, and then tied them to the pillar at the door.

He looked back at the messy lawn and sighed.

"I've got to be busy at night."

Pushing open the door of the office, Cuaron couldn't find Oreo, and Angelelle followed around the room, then said suspiciously.

"Where has Lord Oreo gone?"

"It doesn't matter."

Cuarón shook his head and picked up the food he had just bought and went into the kitchen. Since the update and iteration, Caron's speed has improved a lot in all aspects, not to mention cooking, the knife that cuts vegetables has cut out a virtual shadow on the board, and the delicate plating appears frame by frame like a slide, if it weren't for the fact that the stove is too small, this speed can be improved a little more.

In less than ten minutes, a sumptuous dinner was set out at the table, and Angelyl and Caron sat in a row, waiting for Oreo to appear.

The two sat upright for a while, and Angelil put down the astrological notebook and whispered.

"What did he do?"

Caron replied honestly.

"Miss Angelil, to be honest, I don't know what the young master is thinking, so I don't know what he's doing."

With her hands propped up on the armrests, Angelyl shrank back into her chair and let out a sigh.

"Love is the devil."

"yes."

Cuarón agreed, and shrunk into her chair like Angelyl, the two staring at the chandelier overhead, facing the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the office was finally pushed open, and Oreo flashed in, holding a gift box in his hand.

He crossed the table and walked quickly towards the small room, as if he hadn't seen the two of them at all.

"Ahem, young master, dinner is ready."

Caron coughed.

"Right away."

Oreo whispered, and walked into the small room with cheerful steps.

The moment he flashed, Angelyl saw what he was holding. If memory serves, it's a sign for a tailor's shop on Sixth Street, which means that Lord Oreo has just gone to order a dress.

Angelyl sighed again.

"Love is the devil."

Cuarón didn't agree this time, because he felt that the dishes on the table were almost cold. For a chef, this scene is very sad, and more importantly, because of Oreo's temperament, he will most likely make himself remake a table, which is troublesome.

"You've been waiting for a long time."

Oreo walked out of the room in a circle, unaware that the food on the table was cold, and began to devour the food.

Angelyl picked up the chopsticks and swallowed them in small gulps as she watched Oreo's movements.

His chair seemed to be electrified, and his legs trembled, his butt writhed on the chair, and even his hand holding chopsticks was trembling.

“......”

Angelil didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and munched on her rice.

"Then I'll go home first, and I'll see you tomorrow."

Dinner was soon served, and Angelelle carried her backpack and said goodbye to the two at the intersection.

Because she will become an undead during the day, she can't run around the streets, so staying with Oreo is the most responsible move for others, which was discussed by the two on the way here.

Oreo waved his hand and led Caron towards Madame Fontaine's hotel.

Atifa already knew that he was in Turin, and according to the girl's temperament, she would have pretended to be reserved for the first two days and waited for herself to find her, but Oreo was not.

Because Atifa is his admirer and his student, how can there be a teacher who takes the initiative to find the student's reason, right? Although Atifa is now the empress, in Oreo's heart, she is always the same little hairy girl, and besides, if she takes 10,000 steps back, the rightful prince of the Venada Empire will not take the initiative to meet Emperor Okasim.

"Right...... Last night, I heard two voices coming downstairs...... Afterward? Then I heard a commotion coming from below, and then someone went upstairs again. ”

In the hotel, Caron was talking to Madame Fontaine in a low voice, and here Madame Fontaine was much calmer than she was in the office. Oreo understands her very well, after all, he is a little uncomfortable in that kind of place, let alone this kind of bustard who has never seen the world.

It's wartime and Turin has a curfew policy, so the person who stole 20 gold coins last night was among the guests and staff of the hotel.

In addition to the owner Fontaine, the hotel also has a cleaning aunt, a front desk girl and a cook, the chef lives in the hotel because he is not a local, and the cleaning aunt and the little sister all go home after work.

There were six travelers staying at the hotel last night, all six of whom were vendors, and after obtaining personal information from the City Patrol Bureau, Caron arrested all six of them. At this moment, the six vendors were honestly huddled in the small room, ready to be interrogated by Caron one by one.

Although Caron does not have a bright brain, he is serious and responsible, and he is an expert in collecting this kind of evidence.

After interrogating the boss, he called a vendor out of the small room, and the two talked in a low voice.

"Nigati, your name is Nigati, right?"

"Yes, my name is Nigati."

The merchant was a little nervous, and the main reason for the nervousness was that Caron lifted his horse and carriage with one hand.

"You were in room 4 last night, have you been out of the room?"

“...... No. ”

Nigati shook his head, and he carefully recalled for a moment, "I heard footsteps coming downstairs last night, and the sound was heavy. ”

Cuarón leaned forward and stared into Nigati's eyes.

"Did you hear only one footstep?"

Nigati's face turned pale.

"I heard an argument downstairs, but then I fell asleep and didn't know if anyone else was coming downstairs."

"What time do you hear the argument?"

"Just after the man went downstairs."

Caron was noncommittal and waved his quill at Nigati.

"Let's go in and call the guests in room 5 out."

Nigati shuddered and went in, and after a while, a strong man came out, with a small head and a black brand on his arm, which showed that he had been in a gladiatorial arena in his youth, and seemed to be a ruthless character.

But the ruthless character was now sitting across from Caron with his head shrunk like a chicken, his hands on his knees in an orderly manner, and he didn't dare to look at Caron.

"Rhodes, huh? What did you go downstairs to do last night? ”

"Go downstairs......," the strong man hesitated, "I'm hungry and want to go out and buy something to eat." ”

Cuarón tapped on his notebook.

"Curfew in Turin, don't you know?"

"Yes, but there are always things for sale in the underground mall."

"But the janitor didn't let you out, did he, and you got into an argument?"

Noticing Caron's gaze, the strong man hurriedly raised his hands.

"I really didn't do anything, I just had a couple of arguments with him, and then I went upstairs, and the chef can testify!"

Cuarón turned his head to look at the cook, who was a lean middle-aged man, dressed in a thick cotton suit, with a pair of triangular eyes peeking out from under the brim of his hat, and he didn't look like a good man.

He said hurriedly.

"In the last few nights, there have been guests who want to go out, so I blocked the door with a bed board."

Caron turned his head again and looked at the front desk, as soon as he entered the door, the front desk was good, but the front desk entrance was not on the side of the gate, but very close to the stairs on the second floor.

"So you can't see what's going on at the front desk?"

The cook was speechless for a moment, and he stammered.

"It should ...... If someone comes down...... I can see it. ”

Cuarón kept turning his head, and God knows why his head was spinning so fast.

"So Madame Fontaine, who found out that 20 gold coins were missing from the cabinet, was it you, or Marga?"

Marga is the little sister at the front desk, she said quickly.

"It's me, I found out in the morning that the lock had been cut open and all the money in it had been taken."

"Someone cut it open."

Cuarón took notes and waved his hand at Rhodes.

"Let's go in and call the guests out of Room 6."

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