It's really not good to sleep at night.

Oreo didn't fall asleep last night, just squinted for two hours.

As the morning light grew on the streets, the noise of the people became louder, which made it impossible for him to sleep.

"Young Master."

Caron pushed the door open, and when Oreo woke up, he handed Oreo his breakfast like a prophet and whispered.

"You seem to be in trouble."

Oreo slurred his mouth as he rinsed his mouth with cool water.

"What's going on?"

"Someone has been following you since you came back yesterday."

Caron pointed out the door.

"I've got Augie's men staring at them...... Those guys are well-trained, not average people. ”

Oreo stopped what he was doing and rolled his eyes.

If it's a grievance, it's insignificant, but if it's that......

He suddenly became nervous and said to Caron.

"We need to investigate their identities and let Augie find a way to create some contradictions."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the street.

Not to make noise in front of the Oreo detective agency is an unwritten rule of the back three streets, so it must be outsiders and locals who are making a fuss.

Cuarón took off his coat and put it on a hanger on the side.

"I'll take a look."

He took two steps in the direction of the gate, but it was pushed open from the outside, and a proud voice came from the harsh sunlight.

"Your last name is Pravor? What a rare surname. ”

"Cuarón."

Oreo called out to his servant, or the sheriff would be punched away.

Caron let go of his right hand and made way for Tamia.

"Welcome."

Tamia hung her pistol on a hanger and looked out over the crowded office, which was as messy as her room.

Standing still in front of Oreo, Tamia reached for the cigar rack in the corner of the table, which was much heavier than expected, and the texture was quite good.

She put down the cigar rack and said arrogantly.

"It seems that Reka is right, you are really a down-and-out nobleman."

Oreo didn't want to have too much contact with the woman, and he put the firm's sign on the table, completely blocking Tamia's scrutinizing gaze.

"Sheriff Tamia, is there anything I can do for you?"

Pointing to a spot on the sign, Tamia smiled with interest.

"Sir Pravor, how much do I have to pay you if you were to assist the Fifth Street City Patrol with the case?"

Oreo poked his head out from behind the sign.

"Is it about the theft of the bank?"

Tamia nodded.

"Yes, Walden Bank."

Oreo stared at something in the room, frowning in thought.

"Mistake finding is indeed within my expertise, but Sergeant Tamya, can you accept my price?"

Following Oreo's line of sight, Tamia suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"You... How much do you want? ”

"That grandfather clock is broken, I need to get a new one,"

Sure enough, Oreo said unashamedly, "There are still 2084 gold coins left." ”

After a moment's thought, Tamia whispered.

"Oreo, you just want to change the high-end grandfather clock, right?"

Oreo takes down the sign and prepares to send Tamia away.

"I should say that I just want to change to a high-end grandfather clock at the moment, and after that I have to change to a high-end carpet."

Tamia nodded and strode out the door.

"Then it's settled."

“......”

Seeing Tamia disappear into the doorway, Oreo quickly got up from his seat and yelled at the door.

"Miss Tamia, is this a verbal contract?"

Caron poked his head out, glanced out the door, and said uncertainly.

"Young Master, I don't think she heard what you said."

"Inexplicable woman."

Oreo shook his head and sat down, grabbing his breakfast and eating it.

After breakfast, Oreo was trapped again.

He shrank back into the chair and spoke weakly.

"Caron, you can help you take care of the morning's business, I think I need to rest."

"As you wish."

Cuarón nodded and slipped out the door.

Before he could fall asleep, Oreo heard a rumbling sound outside the door, a rarity in horse-drawn carriages on the back three streets.

He frowned and rolled over, and before he could find a comfortable position, the door of the office was pushed open again.

"Detective Oreo, I brought you the grandfather clock you wanted."

With that, Tamia clapped her hands, and two porters brought in a grandfather clock.

Oreo didn't want to deal with Tamia, but when he heard the words "grandfather clock", he immediately bounced up from his seat and rushed to the grandfather clock, where he studied it carefully.

This grandfather clock is made of sterling silver, and goldsmiths have carved flowers and trees on its surface with a simple technique, with few strokes but extremely beautiful.

Through the glass, Oreo could see dozens of gears slowly spinning inside the clock. Tutan was on top, and the sound of the gears spinning was as crisp as a river flowing water, not to mention the precision of the 28 gear set itself......

"Bell!"

It was exactly nine o'clock, and the crisp sound of the bell echoed in the office, and the sound made Oreo flutter.

With a look of disdain, Tamia reached out and patted the bell wall, speaking loudly.

"Is this grandfather clock upscale enough?"

"Suck and slip."

Oreo wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and the chick pecked his head like rice.

"Enough, enough, enough."

"Hmph."

Tamia pointed to the floor clock in the corner, then waved her hand.

"Okay, I'll move this rotten floor clock, are you okay?"

Oreo nodded subconsciously.

"No comment... But... But ......"

"Detective Oreo!"

Seeing the way he was spitting, Tamiya was angry from her heart, and immediately raised her voice an octave.

"This is the grandfather clock I stole from home, if you're not satisfied, I'll tear down your office today!"

"Miss Tamia, it's a good deal, it's just ......"

Oreo squinted at his grandfather clock, which the two workers had lifted.

"Just what!"

Tamia slapped her palm on the grandfather clock, and the two porters quickly withdrew their hands, and the grandfather clock slammed into the ground, and the sound of gold coins colliding was extremely harsh.

"Huh?"

Tamia narrowed her eyes and stretched out her right leg to stop Oreo as he was about to move.

"What's that sound?"

Oreo had no time to admire Tamia's legs, and he only wanted to get his gold back, but Tamia clearly had no intention of giving him the chance.

"Miss Tamia."

Caron coughed twice, "The floor clock contains the young master's gold coins, which are the young master's property." ”

"Gold?"

After a slight estimate of the weight of the gold coins, Tamia rolled her eyes and looked at Oreo.

"How many gold coins?"

Oreo obviously wanted to get his precious gold coin back, but under the gaze of Tamia's sharp eyes, he had to bite the bullet.

"Three thousand seven hundred ......"

"Tutan is on top!"

Tamia lifted Oreo's grandfather clock with one hand and strode away to the surprised gazes of the two porters. Even after the door closed, her smug voice could still be heard.

"I'm rich!"