It's not hard to track down a homicide.

Normally, Oreo can sort out the ins and outs of a homicide in half a day.

Under special circumstances, it only takes half an hour at most to catch the murderer.

It's just that Lesha's case is really not important, so if her death doesn't involve anything else, Oreo really has no interest in investigating the cause of her death.

Of course, these are all excuses for Oreo to comfort himself.

The main reason why he didn't investigate the murder was that Caron hadn't returned yet, and he didn't dare to go against those terrible enemies alone.

Because of Lesha's business, Angelil came to him again two days ago.

The girl was difficult to deal with, but after paying the price of a detective's notebook, she was still sent away by herself.

Tutan is on top, wishing her detective journey all the way.

"Knock knock."

A knock on the door brought Oreo back into his thoughts, and he straightened his collar and sat upright.

"Please come in."

The wooden door was pushed open with difficulty, and it appeared to be a woman.

After seeing the visitor, Oreo raised an eyebrow.

"Mrs. Andorra, long time no see."

Mrs. Andorra glanced around the office with her proud eyes, and she soon noticed the carpet.

"Detective Oreo, is this your new carpet?"

Finally hearing someone compliment him on his carpet, Oreo felt the pleasure of being a long-time confidant, and he smiled and said triumphantly.

"Yes, ma'am, is there anything I can do for you?"

Mrs. Andorra sneered.

"You might have to change your broken door."

A smug smile froze, and Oreo looked away in embarrassment, pointing to the guest chair in front of him.

"Madam, after replacing this chair, I will consider replacing the door."

Mrs. Andorra stared at the chair with disgust, and did not sit down.

"My little heart is lost again, you have to help me get it back."

"Uh... Madame,"

Oreo sat up straight, "May I ask how it got lost?" ”

"I don't know."

Mrs. Andorra raised her voice and said as commanding. "You've got to help me get it back anyway!"

Oreo piled up a philistine laugh.

"Of course, ma'am, I'll get it back for you, but if you can provide some valid clues, I think I'll be quicker."

Hearing this, Mrs. Andorra bowed her head and pondered for a moment, then spoke as a matter of course.

"I don't know, but the truth is that it's lost."

Oreo asked patiently.

"Have you looked for it in your manor?"

"Of course I did!"

Mrs. Andorra gradually became impatient, "Don't ask this or that again, find my little heart before tomorrow afternoon, and I won't give you any less!" ”

"Forehead ......"

Oreo hesitated, "Ma'am, it was my servant who found the cat for you last time, so if you don't want to waste too much time this time, you have to tell me about the cat's posture." ”

Mrs. Andorra frowned, her face full of confusion.

"Posture information?"

Oreo gestured.

"Is there anything else that cat has other characteristics than an adult Siamese cat?"

"Other Characteristics ......"

Mrs. Andorra's expression was the same as before, but Oreo knew she couldn't think of anything.

"My little liver tail is very long and soft, and it has a special feeling to the touch......"

Oreo kept smiling, but it was clear that the smile had been corrupted by money.

"It doesn't like to take a bath, usually I have to ask Nancy and Sima to come over and hold it down, but it always smells good after taking a shower......"

Instead of complaining about this woman's stupidity, Tutan said that he shouldn't have asked this stupid question.

"Mr. Oreo!"

Finally, a voice interrupted Mrs. Andorra's self-talk, and Angelil walked in excitedly.

When she saw Mrs. Andorra, she quickly shut down and stood politely behind Mrs. Andorra.

Mrs. Andorra, however, did not think so, for it seemed to her that it was unforgivable for her to be interrupted.

- And it's in a place like Back 3rd Street.

She quickly turned around and stared condescendingly at the pauper.

Surprisingly, though, Angelelle is much more "advanced" than she thought.

She wore a close-fitting black trench coat, which was well-fitting and well-made, and at first glance it was the work of a well-known tailor.

Continuing her gaze downward, Mrs. Andorra noticed her little black heels, which were worth a lot just by looking at the fabric.

It's just that why is this dress so familiar?

Mrs. Andorra turned, knowing where the familiarity came from

- The little girl behind her is exactly the same as Oreo's outfit.

Mrs. Andorra was about to reprimand her, when Oreo hurriedly said.

"Mrs. Andorra,"

He coughed twice, "I'll find your little heart for you, by tomorrow afternoon." ”

"It's for the best."

Mrs. Andorra snorted coldly and walked away with heavy steps.

Angelyl followed her to the door, and when she had closed the door, she walked over to Oreo's table, and then spoke mysteriously.

"Mr. Oreo, guess what I found."

Knowing what she was going to say, Oreo cooperated with her.

"Angelyl, what did you find?"

Angelyl leaned forward with her hands behind her back, almost whispering in Oreo's ear.

"I've caught Lesha's killer!"

"Caught?"

Oreo paused, "Caught it?" ”

"How's that, it's amazing!"

Angelyl straightened up and said triumphantly.

"But thanks to your detective notes, it's really useful."

"Miss Angelyl,"

Oreo spread his hands. "How did you catch him?"

"How did you catch it?"

Angelyl shook her fist into the air, "With her fist, of course." ”

Feeling her whirring fist, Oreo really doubted that she would become the next Tamia.

"I mean, how did you find the murderer?"

"In what way?"

Angelyl was stunned.

Judging by her ignorant expression, Oreo knew she must not have read her detective notes.

After a long moment, Angelil withdrew her hands and spoke.

"It's... It was Viscount Borg who told me. ”

The expression on Oreo's face grew more and more strange.

"Viscount Borg?"

Angelyl lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It's like this... Didn't the detective's note say that the motive should be analyzed, and I suspected that someone was trying to blame Viscount Borg, so I went to ask him what his enemies were. ”

Oreo asked incredulously.

"So he told you about his enemy?"

"No, no, no,"

Angelyl quickly shook her head, "He just said that there were a few thugs in the neighborhood who often went to his house to steal things, so I went to interrogate those thugs." ”

"Hiss......"

Oreo gasped, he probably knew how Angelyl had "interrogated" the thugs.