"Sheriff Kathu!"

A voice rang out not far from the fireplace, "I've made some new discoveries!" ”

Damn it!

Oreo scolded, he must have found the traces left by Tamia earlier, after all, the marks were too conspicuous!

With a series of footsteps, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.

Staring at the rotten plank that had obviously been split, Kathu gritted his teeth.

"Someone came before us, inform the city defense to seal the city gates! Then call all the agents on Fifth Street, and even if I dig three feet into the ground today, I will find these thieves! ”

"Yes!"

The footsteps quickly faded away, and it was believed that it would not be long before the detectives would carefully investigate the place inch by inch, and the footprints left by the two would surely be found.

It would be even worse if Tamia had been found to have left a trail of blood.

After the footsteps in the ruins disappeared, Oreo hurriedly slipped out of the fireplace.

"We need to get out of here."

Tamia followed suit, her face full of concern.

"How do we get out, it's definitely Kathu's eyeliner outside now."

Oreo looked around, picked up an iron rod from the ground, and handed it to Tamya.

"The Red Stone Society has all the back doors, let's smash the back doors open, and getting out of here is the top priority now."

Tamia nodded.

"That's all it can be."

With the location in their memory, the two walked deep and shallow in the ruins.

With the help of the porch, which had not yet burned out, Oreo recognized the exact location of the back door.

"There."

Tamia walked briskly to the door, observing the surroundings through the holes in the walls.

The backstreet is where the staff commute to and from work, and it is empty at this time.

"No one."

Oreo nodded, and pushed his cane into the gap between the back door and the wall, apparently trying to pry the door open entirely.

Tamia watched him snort for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Let me do it."

Oreo nodded, making way for Tamia.

He thought that Tamia would take his cane, but Tamia directly pulled it out, and then slowly squatted down under Oreo's puzzled gaze, like a fighter accumulating fighting energy.

"Huh!"

Tamia let out a low snort, her slender legs slicing like lightning in front of Oreo's eyes.

With a dull sound, the wooden door collapsed with an unwilling click.

Retracting her right leg, Tamia patted the non-existent dust on her hand and said calmly.

"Let's go."

“...... No wonder you don't have friends. ”

Oreo muttered, stabbed his cane, and walked out.

Tamia tosses the iron rod into the rubble and keeps up with Oreo.

"What did you just say?"

Oreo forced a forced smile.

"I said your legs are awesome."

"Not really!"

Tamia lifted her right leg and looked left and right.

"And it's beautiful, isn't it?"

If it were an ordinary man, most of them would use this sentence to look Tamia's legs up and down, and then let out a knowing exclamation.

But Oreo didn't even look back.

He walked around the corner, made sure no one was staring, and then flashed out without even informing Tamia.

Staring at the lewd thin back, Tamia cursed secretly.

"Are you a man?"

That being said, she kept up with Oreo's steps quickly.

The two of them hid all the way until they walked back to Ninth Street, when Oreo asked.

"Tamya, what are you doing with me?"

Tamia pointed to herself, where there were black marks everywhere.

"Can I go back to Fifth Street like this?"

Oreo frowned.

"Are you looking for a place to shower?"

"Of course."

Tamia suddenly remembered something, and looked Oreo up and down.

"You don't have a place to shower, do you?"

Oreo spread his hands and apologized.

"There are only public bathhouses, and women's bathhouses are even stinky."

Tamya's attention was clearly not on the stinking roo, and she asked rhetorically, her eyes widening.

"How do you know?"

“......”

Oreo pursed his lips and said weakly.

"My family lives near the bathhouse, and that's my speculation."

As they spoke, the two walked the long Ninth Street, and not far away was Oreo's office.

The office is in the middle of a branch intersection, and there are two groups of people fighting on the road on the left.

When they saw Oreo, they stopped and saluted, and only after Oreo had left, did they continue their previous activities.

"Young Master."

Cuarón seemed to stand at the door of the office for all eternity, and when he saw Oreo, he was not surprised by the dust on him, and opened the wooden door for him as before.

"Wait for me here."

Oreo confessed, then slipped into the office, and it wasn't long before he walked out with a suit of clothes and a towel.

He slapped the objects into Tamya's hand and gestured across the road.

"The bathhouse is there."

Tamia looked in the direction of the bathhouse and quickly frowned.

It's early evening, the peak of bathing, and a group of sturdy men are lining up at the entrance of the bathhouse.

"......" was silent for a moment, and Oreo whispered.

"I'll take you there."

Tamia answered, following Oreo.

To be honest, in the face of so many strong men, Tamia was really scared, so she kept shrinking to Oreo's side.

But unexpectedly, these poor people are not like those sons in the rich area, they almost completely ignore themselves and greet Oreo one after another.

"Master Oreo, my mother goose has laid eggs every day for a month, thanks to you!"

Oreo replied with a black face.

"Dylan, congratulations."

The others didn't seem to have much to say, but just saying hello to Oreo was enough for them to be happy for a long time.

Standing at the door of the women's bathhouse, Oreo whispered.

"Do you need me to wait for you outside?"

Tamia wanted to shake her head, but suddenly something occurred to her, so she pretended to be weak.

"Yes."

"Well, a little faster."

Oreo nodded, quickly turning his back.

The people of Tenth Street weren't surprised that Oreo had taken a woman to take a shower, after all, it wasn't surprising how many women liked a charismatic man like Mr. Oreo.

Moreover, the most commendable thing is that Oreo will not develop a relationship with any woman at all, except for his affection for the deceased Miss Artifa, as evidenced by his cramped office and chair that can only sleep one person.