"I'm sorry, my friend, but last night it wasn't really a hat-less thing...... Those guys are really good at killing. ”

Walking into the office, Reka sniffled.

"What smells so good?"

Angelelle was standing by the stove in her apron, flipping the pancakes in her hands.

"Sheriff Reka, didn't you eat breakfast either?"

Reka said in surprise.

"Didn't you eat it...... But Angell, why are you here. ”

"Temporary hires."

Oreo interrupted the two, "Reka, did you report yesterday's incident?" ”

Reka nodded, his gaze heavy.

"I reported it to Rackmond in person, and he said he would deal with it as soon as possible."

Oreo sighed.

"If you deal with it as soon as possible, you can't deal with it, and I shouldn't put my expectations on him."

"That's ......"

Reka said worriedly, "But what can we do, we can only watch the Venadans attack." ”

Oreo shook his head.

"The battle isn't as serious as you think, but Turin is terminally ill."

Reka nodded sadly, since becoming the acting director, he had come into contact with more people and things, and the city of Turin was really as dirty as Oreo portrayed.

It turned out that he had already seen the city through a long time ago.

Taking off her police hat, Reka sat down in disappointment.

"Oreo, we should ...... What do you want to do, how can I cooperate with you. ”

"Turin needs a strong law to correct the morally skewed moral scales of the aristocracy."

Oreo whispered, "But this can't be done, we must first kill all the nobles who made the law." ”

"Speaking of which,"

Reka smiled bitterly and took a lump out of his pocket, a folded piece of paper.

He spread out the paper and pushed it to Oreo.

"The verdict of the Supreme Court, acquitting the City Patrol Bureau, bears the signature of Presiding Judge Edgar."

Oreo narrowed his eyes, it had been a long time since the prostitute had happened, he had thought that the Turin court had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect them to actually give the verdict.

Reka spread her hands.

"My friend, after so many years in the City Patrol Bureau, I have always felt that the City Patrol Bureau is a bunch of rotten things. But when I became the head of the rotten goods, I realized that this was simply involuntary......

Let's talk about how we can save those people. ”

Oreo was stunned.

"Who?"

Rekabi gestured.

"Those strong men who were taken away."

Oreo looked at Reka suspiciously.

"I said Reka, why do you care about this all the time?"

“......”

Reka rubbed her hands, "Speaking of which, I have a distant uncle's son in the team...... My mom asked me to get him back. ”

Oreo rolled his eyes.

"I really thought you were worried about the death of Turin, but I didn't expect to come to me for personal matters."

"I also found out last night......"

Reka smiled and said, "Please, if there is anything to cooperate, the City Patrol Bureau will definitely fully cooperate." ”

While he was talking, breakfast was ready.

Angelyl brought a pot of pancakes and placed two glasses of milk on the left hand side of the two of them.

Smelling the smell of pancakes, Reka said with satisfaction.

"Angelil's craftsmanship is still as good as before, but it's a pity that you are about to become the Black Queen, and I don't know if we ordinary people will have a chance to taste your craftsmanship."

"Reka,"

Oreo picked up the milk and coughed twice, "Angelyl will work in the office in the future." ”

"It's good to work in an office, it's always a bad thing to learn more......

Swallowing a pancake, Reka reacted.

"What did you say?"

Angelyl moved a small bench and sat down on Oreo's side.

"I'm not going to be the Black Queen anymore, I'll be Detective Assistant Angelyl from now on."

Reka looked at the two of them in shock, seeing that they were eating breakfast calmly, and he felt that the person who had the problem seemed to be him, so he raised the pancake in his hand to ease the embarrassment.

"It's delicious......"

After breakfast, Angelil put away the plates on the table one by one, and then walked out with the sign of the office.

Seizing the moment, Reka hurriedly asked.

"You're finally moved by Angelyl?"

Oreo replied with a dark face.

"It's just an assistant."

"I know, I know."

Reka smiled narrowly, and then the conversation changed.

"When are we leaving?"

"Go?"

Oreo looked puzzled, then shook his head, "No, if you don't go, I'll go alone." ”

“......”

Reka squeezed out a forced smile, "You mean, you alone, go to the Thunder Lion Legion and bring back all five thousand people?" ”

"Not one, it's me and Angelyl."

Reka stood up and said with an exaggerated expression.

"What are you thinking, my friend?"

"I'm just doing what an underground emperor should do."

With that, Oreo wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and stood up from his chair.

"Rackmond wants prostitutes to make money, it's okay, I can give it to him; He wants to take the poppy business back into his own hands, poppies are not a good thing, I can give them to him; The reason why I retreated again and again was because I didn't want to make the conflict in Turin bigger, and the only time was to cooperate with Redia's rebellion. ”

He sighed.

"I thought that if I gave him these things, Rackmond would concentrate on doing what he had to do, but I found that his mind was not on the country at all."

Reka hesitated.

"What else do you want to do?"

Holding his hands on the table, Oreo slowly stood up, staring into Reka's eyes as he spoke.

"I'll have to get back what I lent to Rackmond."

Reka said in shock, "Doesn't that make Turin even more chaotic?" ”

"My friend,"

Oreo shook his head, "The chaos in Turin is not because of prostitutes, nor because of poppies, the root of the chaos in Turin lies in the big people themselves, I finally saw it yesterday......"

Reka was about to say something, but Oreo suddenly made a silent gesture, his expression visibly tense.

He also kept his mouth shut, wondering what had happened.

"Come here."

Oreo greeted Angelyl in a low voice.

Angelyl glanced out the door, then walked over with small steps, vaguely aware of something.

Sure enough, the heavy knock on the door soon rang out.

There was a knock on the door twice, and it quickly turned into a knock, and Peggy's shrill voice almost pierced Reka's scalp.

"Detective Oreo, what ecstasy soup did you pour into my Angelill! I know you're in there, get the hell out of here! ”

Reka's mouth opened wide, and he turned his head hesitantly, and Oreo and Angelyl were gone.

The knock intensified, and Reka was thinking about whether to open the door or not, when the fragile deadbolt finally failed to resist the violent thud, snapping and breaking in two.

The wooden door slammed against the wall, and the wind crackled the books in the office.

Reka gripped the armrest with both hands, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva before speaking.

"I'm Reka, the acting director of the City Patrol, who are you?"