"We're Sixth Street detectives, the last time we were here...... Yes, it's still about the prostitute, mainly the meaning of the top, do some supplementary research. ”

Looking at Oreo's familiar appearance, people who don't know really think that he is a police detective on Sixth Street.

The janitor did open the door, and Tamia pouted and walked in with Oreo.

The two followed along the wall for a moment, and just as Tamia thought it was a pretense, Oreo stopped.

He crouched under some wall, frowning, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he said, pointing to the wall.

"That's where Lesha died."

Tamia rolled her eyes.

"What, are you going to retract the murderer's confession, he should have been hanged last week."

"It's just why did he throw Lesha into the yard......"

Oreo shook his head and muttered, "Isn't it too much trouble?" ”

Tamia clasped her hands to her chest and said helplessly.

"Whew...... I really don't understand you, that case is over, isn't it? ”

"Maybe."

Oreo stood up and walked with Tamia towards the main building.

As soon as she walked into the reception room and saw Oreo walking straight upstairs, Tamia said suspiciously.

"How do you know that Borg's room is up there? And how do you know he's home today? ”

Oreo said as a matter of course.

"The study must be on the south side, and it's better if he's not there."

If she had just met this short detective, Tamia would have beaten him into a pig's head.

She cursed a few words, but ran up anyway.

Standing in front of a door, Oreo gestured to Tamia with his eyes.

Tamia said angrily.

"What?"

Oreo pointed to the door.

"The study door is locked, you're going to have to kick it open."

Tamia said in Oreo's tone.

"You know, trespassing and vandalism are two different things."

Oreo shook his head and said.

"You can rest assured, I have the handle of Borg in my hand, and he doesn't dare to be nonsense."

As he spoke, Tamia kept coughing loudly, but Oreo finished the sentence.

Oreo was surprised by Tamia's abnormality.

He was about to ask what was wrong with Tamia, but suddenly he felt a little more weight on his shoulders, a hand.

The owner of the hand said lightly.

"I don't know what handle your Excellency has."

Oreo finally knew why Tamia was coughing, because Borg was standing in the door of the study, looking sleepy-eyed.

"What's the handle?"

Oreo turned around in confusion, the speed with which he changed his face was admirable, "I mean, I have the Borg business in my hands. ”

"Oh?"

Borg rubbed his eyes, he obviously recognized Oreo, but the girl behind him was very angry.

But it's also beautiful.

He opened the study door and yawned.

"You two should have been waiting for a long time, you can let the servant come in and report it."

"We didn't have to wait long, we just arrived."

Oreo walked into the study and looked at the furnishings in the study with impunity.

Because it was just a lunch break, the curtains in the study were not opened, and Oreo carefully studied the drawings spread on the desk by the light of the steam lamp on the desk.

Borg poured a cup of tea for the two of them, then pulled back the curtains, and the sunlight soon filled the study.

He didn't care about Oreo's rude behavior, and only after Oreo looked at the drawings for a while did he speak.

"So, sir, what do you need?"

"My house was recently renovated,"

Oreo opened his mouth and came, "I've heard that you're very professional in some ways, I wonder if I can ask you to come and see my house." ”

Borg didn't answer him, but asked.

"Did you bring the drawings?"

Tamia picked up her teacup and stared at Oreo with interest, wondering how he could fulfill this lie.

Oreo smiled, then stood up.

He leaned over his hands on either side of his desk and leaned over.

"There's no blueprint for that kind of building, that's a secret, isn't it?"

Borg stared at him calmly, and after a moment, he spoke slowly.

"I'm sorry, sir, everyone who comes to me needs an introduction, and if you don't introduce it, I won't design that kind of house for you."

Oreo sat back down.

"How do I get introduced?"

Borg said with a blank face.

"Word of mouth, or trust."

Oreo laughed.

"But you wouldn't trust a police detective, would you, after all, design that kind of house."

Borg didn't say anything, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Viscount Borg, it's me who is abrupt."

Oreo got up, "If one day I gain your trust, I'll come back to you." ”

Borg nodded, not standing.

"Not anymore."

Just as Oreo was about to take a step, he suddenly drew his cane and pressed it against Borg's head.

He said with a sinister grin.

"Viscount Borg, you know what I'm going to do from the moment I walk through the door, right?"

Borg sniffled, he seemed to smell gunpowder, but he wasn't alarmed.

"Sir, I don't even know your name."

Oreo said fiercely.

"But you know Lesha's name, and before she dies, right?"

Borg looked calm, but silent, and he didn't seem to be afraid of Oreo's threat.

Oreo raised his staff.

"Viscount Borg, please answer me."

Borg shook his head.

"I can't answer you."

Hearing such an unsatisfactory answer, Oreo narrowed his eyes, as if to see through Borg.

Borg reciprocated with a calm gaze.

Oreo withdrew his gaze and looked at Tamia.

"Tamia, please take a seat back to the bureau."

Not knowing exactly what Oreo was going to do, Tamia stood up and walked towards Borg.

Borg tilted his head and said unhurriedly.

"I want to see your warrant."

"Of course it's fine."

Oreo said as he reached out quickly, trying to grab Borg by the collar.

But he caught it open, because Borg immediately stood up.

His back was against the wall, his gaze still flat.

"Sir, you are so rude."

Across the table, Oreo hurriedly shouted.

"Tamia!"

Tamia stomped on the reception table, then kicked Borg's head, but as the wall flipped, the inevitable kick missed.

"Is there a secret room here?"

Tamia hammered the wall, which was also apparently solid.

Surprisingly, Oreo didn't lose the slightest, he laughed instead.

Tamia turned her head, annoyed.

"What are you laughing at there?"

Oreo said as he walked towards the door.

"I wasn't sure about anything before I came, but when I asked, the truth seemed to come out."