This is not the first time Scott has interviewed Arthur.

Add to that the relationship, and the interview becomes more like a friend chat, very casual — and the whole interview ends when Jenkin's wife's body is disposed of.

"This is going to be your new home?"

"If you need to hold a salon or a banquet, you must invite me!"

Scott said as a friend.

"Of course!"

"I don't plan to stay here permanently, though, and probably come here occasionally on weekends – most of the time, I'll still be at 2 Kirk Street.

After all, that's my home. ”

Arthur explained.

This is not a lie.

44 Shiratori Street, very good.

But 2 Kirk Street, is safer.

With the layers of mechanisms arranged by old Charlie, Arthur sleeps steadily.

And at 44 White Bird Street?

I'm afraid I have to sleep with one eye open.

Of course, more importantly, Arthur felt that No. 44 was awkward, unlucky, and seemed to have a bad omen.

"Home?"

"Is it because of old Mr. Charlie?"

"Arthur, you are such a dutiful man!"

The young journalist clearly misunderstood, but Arthur did not explain.

The two continued to chat for a while, and after Arthur assured him that he would invite each other to the first salon or banquet at 44 White Bird Street, the young reporter was ready to get up and take his leave—the small talk with Arthur had been delayed for some time, and he probably had to eat lunch at the newspaper office in order to get rid of the afternoon supplement.

Young journalists don't care, though.

He received a formal invitation from a friend, and his heart felt satisfied.

And at this time, Maltz returned.

The sheriff had a serious face and was about to say something as soon as he entered, but when he saw Scott, he stopped.

"What happened?"

"Do you need me to leave?"

Scott was quite self-conscious.

Although the reporter chases the news, he treats Maltz as a friend, and Scott is not going to make it difficult for Maltz.

Maltz did not answer immediately, but looked at Arthur quietly.

After seeing Arthur bow slightly, the sheriff said.

"Scott, no, I trust you."

Maltz looked serious and spoke in a sincere tone.

Immediately, young Scott was moved.

"Don't worry, I swear by my name, I won't tell you what I hear without your permission."

Scott began to swear.

Maltz smiled and nodded, then looked at Arthur.

"Elon is dead - he had already hidden poison in his teeth, and in the process of being escorted, he suddenly bit the poison hidden in his teeth!"

"Alas!"

Arthur sighed, as if he had expected it.

And with Arthur's vaccination, the young reporter was not surprised, but just muttered to himself.

"Maybe this is his atonement!

If it weren't for his father's accident, he would have been a wonderful man! ”

"Maybe there is something hidden in that accident!"

Maltz spoke suddenly.

Immediately, Scott was stunned.

Even Arthur's eyes lit up with surprise.

Immediately, Arthur had a guess in his heart -

No way! No way!

My name as the 'Grim Reaper' won't be confirmed, will it?

The young psychic medium had a bad premonition in his heart.

In fact, most hunches are useless, except for bad ones.

Too many things in the world are themselves good spirits and bad spirits.

In front of you this time?

It's no exception.

Just listen to the sheriff continue—

"Someone just called the police, the check expert......

He's dead! ”

The old lion of the inner bay once had a financial adviser dead?

Despite his preparation, Arthur felt his temples swell when he heard it—he could swear by his grandfather's name that the matter definitely involved the old lion and the tigress.

Perhaps, it's another pit.

No!

Not for sure!

Yes, by all means!

Yesterday the tigress just served the 'rat council'.

Is the old lion ready to return the color today?

Arthur felt that his temples were not just swollen, but painful.

"What's going on there?"

Even though he knew it was a pit, Arthur asked.

Because, he knew this pit, and he couldn't avoid it—he was the first person Jenkin looked for.

To put it simply, the cause of the incident is with him.

If you insist on avoiding it, you will have the result of 'you were just trying to avoid the bicycle, but you were hit by a dung truck', so it is better to take the initiative as soon as possible.

"As I had just returned, Feliman's butler suddenly rushed out of the crowd to find me, and informed me that Mr. DeLong had died in his bedroom.

Before he died, he shouted 'Check!' Cheque! ’

I've told Dico and Andy to go and cordon off the scene.

We need to wait for them to come back and report back. ”

Maltz said, giving Arthur a look.

That couldn't be clearer.

'Do you want to run?' ’

The sheriff also noticed that something was wrong.

The check specialist died by such a coincidence.

Wait, but be ready! ’

Arthur replied, then stood up and walked out—if you wanted to take the initiative as much as possible, you couldn't sit here and wait.

Of course, he couldn't do anything, so he chose to run away.

As he was about to leave the door, Arthur took another look at his new home.

'Number 44? ’

'It's really unlucky! ’

Arthur muttered to himself.

Without a horse-drawn carriage, the villa of Feliman, the owner of the horse farm, is also in the Shiratori district, and it is also a high address like No. 14.

But looking at the house number, Arthur felt even more unlucky.

In front of Gate 14 of Shiratori Street, a middle-aged butler was already waiting there.

After seeing Maltz, the middle-aged butler immediately walked over.

"Sheriff Maltz, is this Lord Krados?

Please come with me, the corpse has not been touched as you commanded. ”

The middle-aged housekeeper immediately stretched out his hand.

"Where's Freeman?"

Maltz asked.

"My adult is sick - Mr. Delong's body just now is really terrifying, my adult has always been in poor health, and he was directly scared to the point of falling ill, and he was bedridden at this time."

The middle-aged housekeeper said.

Maltz pursed his lips in disbelief.

Obviously, this Grandet also noticed that something was wrong.

It is estimated that at this time, I have already taken a carriage to the dock.

'Cunning old man! ’

Maltz commented, a little anxious in his heart, but the sheriff was convinced of Arthur's ability and began to use his breathing to adjust his emotions.

Arthur remained silent.

Scott, who was following along, was excited.

The young journalist had no apprehension at all, he was simply excited to see the scene.

However, this excitement turned into a complete shock when the door to Delong's room was opened.

Blood!

There was blood everywhere on the beds, on the drapery, on the walls.

Most of the old man's neck was cut open, and his head hung down at an exaggerated angle, pulling the muscles and skin tissues of the neck to an extreme.

But his body sat upright on the bed, and he still held a blood-stained sword in his hand.

At the head of the bed was an open suicide note, and Arthur saw at a glance that the suicide note was clearly written on it-

I felt guilty.

I don't even know how to be grateful as a young man.

Now, I decided to say everything.

It was all my fault.

I am ashamed of His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Yanbao.

I was threatened with that judgment, and I left my beloved hometown of South Los to seek refuge in the inner bay, and did not dare to return until I was old......

……

Arthur didn't finish reading it, but he glanced at it and knew what one of the old lions of the inner bay was going to do.

Dead!

(End of chapter)