"I don't know."

“...... Didn't hear it. ”

"It's that time, everyone is asleep."

Cuarón interrogated the remaining four guests, but no one admitted that he had gone downstairs.

But according to the innkeeper, Madame Fontaine, she had heard two footsteps last night.

Fontaine's room was downstairs in the attic, and she couldn't have misheard, which meant that the other person who had gone downstairs was the biggest suspect in stealing the 20 gold coins, but who was he?

Cuarón closed the notebook and looked at Oreo.

"Young Master."

Oreo stood up and paced down the hall with his hands in his hands, glancing at the tiles and the sit-in hotels from time to time, as if he was at a loss.

"Madame Fontaine."

Oreo whispered that he had wandered to the back of the counter, "Isn't there a lock on the locker where the money is stored?" ”

"There is a lock!"

The little girl at the front desk said quickly, "The lock has been blown by someone." ”

"Fused?"

Oreo turned around, and there was a traveler who was selling metal goods, but in the dead of night, whether it was picking the lock or blowing the lock, the movement would not be small, and it was impossible for the cook on the night watch not to hear it.

Unless...... The person who broke that lock was a chef?

"Nope."

Oreo muttered, and he walked quickly to the cash locker, the lock on the counter, the fuse so neat that it looked like someone had slashed it, but the metal at the edges was charred black, and you could see that it had been scorched by flames.

Even though the Venada Empire Melt Machine was a large item that a metalwork vendor couldn't carry with him, Oreo preferred to believe that it was a sorcerer who broke the lock.

Since it's a sorcerer......

Oreo turned and looked at the six guests.

The six of them trembled like chaff in the face of Oreo's gaze, and the strong man and the other man huddled on a bench, and the two of them almost lifted the stool and ran away from the door.

"Hoo ......"

Oreo sighed and waved at Caron.

"Since no one wants to admit it...... Cuarón! ”

"Yes."

The manservant stood up and looked down at the six of them condescendingly.

"Find a way to get them to talk."

"Yes."

Cuarón rolled up his sleeves, and when he saw the action, Rhodes was the first to stand up, he yelled something, and then slammed his head against the wall. He would always remember how Caron had invited him over, and he couldn't bear to remember the scene, and passing out was the best option.

The remaining five people also had different reactions, and the merchants who dared to trade in wartime were not easy to mess with, but in front of Caron, everyone had no idea of resisting.

Caron looked at them one by one, then took a half-step forward.

Finally someone couldn't take the pressure anymore, and he squatted on the ground, trembling and raising his hands, trembling incoherently.

"It's Koeman, Koeman was out of the room yesterday, but I don't know if he came downstairs!"

"Koeman."

Caron turned his head to look at the dwarf merchant in the far corner, who was dark-skinned and about sixty years old.

Hearing the accusation, he hurriedly spoke.

"I'm just going downstairs to get some water!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Oreo whispered, "Did you do something you shouldn't have done?" ”

Cuarón raised his fist at the right time, and from the perspective of sign language, this action means to kill you if you don't tell the truth.

Koeman's face was twisted, like a chrysanthemum that had been trampled on a lot.

"I ...... I'm actually down...... Look for...... Find the proprietress of Fontaine. ”

Madame Fontaine's face sank, and she said in a loud voice.

"When did you come to me?"

"I ......"

Coman slowly stood up, then pulled a ...... out of his arms Panties.

“......”

Oreo quickly turned his back and muttered.

"The case is getting confusing."

......

"Rhodes came down the first time because he wanted to go out, and Mr. Koeman came down the second time because he had a hobby of collecting feminine items."

Standing in the middle of the hall, Oreo summed up.

"Fontaine's lady sleeps at the bottom of the stairs, and she can hear any noise, which means that the only person who stole the gold coins could be you, except for someone flying down from the second floor."

He turned to look at the chef, who turned pale, but Oreo quickly looked away.

"And maybe you."

The little girl at the front desk became nervous.

"How could it be me?"

"I didn't say it had to be you."

Oreo muttered, looking at the last person, the cleaning aunt. "It could be you."

The cleaning aunt trembled angrily, and she pulled open her neckline, revealing a golden chain the thickness of her thumb.

"My son is the one who owns the jewelry shop, and I need to steal these twenty gold coins?"

“...... Sorry Auntie, I just said maybe, you don't have to be so nervous. ”

Oreo squeezed out a smile and turned to glance at the cook and the cleaning girl.

After looking at it for a while, a vendor suddenly said.

"If we don't suspect anything, can we go, I'm still in a hurry to deliver to Lyon."

Oreo waved his hand.

"War is a big deal, go ahead."

Seeing that Oreo agreed so readily, the other two vendors rolled their eyes.

"We're going to Lyon too."

"To go" is a very subtle word, it can be to go immediately or in the future, but Oreo doesn't seem to have noticed their words.

"Go, the Okassim Empire needs you."

Oreo waved his hand, and even asked Cuaron to throw the unconscious Rhodes out, and the hall quickly became empty.

The little girl at the front desk and the chef sat in a row in a daze, and the two finally understood their situation, and now only the two of them were suspects in the room.

Madame Fontaine looked surprised.

"You just let them go."

"The most important thing about committing a crime is motivation."

Oreo held out a finger, "I saw their wagon when I came, and any cart of goods was worth far more than 20 gold coins, so they had no motive to commit a crime at all." ”

Fontaine wanted to say something, but Oreo didn't give her a chance to speak.

"Madame Fontaine, the Pravor firm is indeed the last resort for the people of the Third Street to maintain justice, but now that times have changed, 20 gold coins is not a small amount for you, and the City Patrol will not stand idly by. So Madame Fontaine, why did you invite me here? ”

Fontaine blushed.

"I lost 20 gold coins, that's my revenue for two months!"

"So your hotel isn't working?"

"Of course!"

"That's right."

Oreo shook his head slowly. "It stands to reason that I should interrogate these two people next, but I don't think there is any need to interrogate, because just now, when sensing the fluctuation of the spell, I coincidentally felt the smell of gold coins - although the gold coins of the Okassim Empire are made of copper, which is a dead metal, but I did sense the location of those metals, they are in your room, no more, no less, a total of 20."

He stared into Fontaine's eyes and said word by word.

"So Madame Fontaine, you were the one who stole the gold coins. I've checked with the City Patrol Bureau, and after your brothel was expropriated, you opened a hotel here, which means that this hotel is your private proprietorship, and there is no shareholder dispute, so why did you steal your own things? ”

Oreo turned his eyes and stared straight in the direction of the kitchen.

"One more question I would like to ask you, have you been keeping an eye on the kitchen since you came in, what is hidden there?"

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