"To be alive is to be in ...... Forehead! ”

The strange young man replied, almost instinctively.

Then the young man froze.

He turned to look at Arthur with a helpless face, and his face immediately became fierce.

"Go away, I just want to get something, I don't want to cause trouble!"

As he spoke, the young man pulled out a knife - the blade was about the length of an index finger, and it could be used to cut butter and peel apples on weekdays, but it was also harmful to people, and if it was fatal, it would most likely kill you.

The knife in his hand seemed to give the young man endless courage, and the original apprehension disappeared, leaving only ferocity.

He was just preparing to expel Arthur.

At this time, it was a change of mind.

With a wave of the knife in his hand, he stabbed at Arthur.

Dodge sideways and stretch out your right foot.

The young man who pierced the air fell directly into a, and the whole person's head almost hit the door of the store.

After a two-second delay, the other party got up again, did not look at the nearby store door, and did not choose to flee, but turned around and yelled at Arthur.

"Anyone who stops me from turning the book should be damned!"

Then, once again, he rushed towards Arthur.

"Bet on dogs to be damned!"

Arthur responded coldly, kicking the opponent in the lower abdomen.

Suddenly, the other party flew back at a faster speed.

And this time, not as lucky as before, the young stranger smashed the door of the 'Tate Cane Shop', and the whole person fell to the ground with a glass ballast and groaned.

Arthur didn't pay any attention to the other party and walked to the lounge at the back of the cane shop.

When he pushed open the door to the lounge and saw Tate who was just unconscious, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Not dead.

Sure enough, the so-called curse of 'Death's favor' is all nonsense.

The previous ones were all coincidences!

Arthur thought as he looked at the lounge in front of him - there were beds, sofas, and the most surprising thing for Arthur was the soundproofing.

'Professional level!

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to hear Tate's breathing just now!

Make such a soundproof lounge...... Tut! ’

Looking at some of the delicate furnishings in the lounge, Arthur probably guessed what he was doing here.

But what does it have to do with him?

He's just a 'medium' who comes to fetch his cane.

The patrolmen on West Merk Avenue were much faster than anywhere else, and in about three minutes two patrolmen ran into the 'Tate Cane Shop'.

At the sight of Arthur, both saluted at the same time.

"Advisor!"

With the spread of Arthur's fame, the Shire District Police Department has all known this powerful 'psychic medium', and the two patrol officers are naturally no exception.

Arthur glanced at the two patrolmen who were nervous in awe, and couldn't help but swell his temples.

That tension is abnormal.

'Nothing else, right?' ’

Arthur guessed in his heart, but he told what had just happened.

Immediately, the two patrol officers went into action.

First, one escorted the robber to the police station, and the other began to wake up the shopkeeper Tate to inquire about the matter and passed west.

However, Tate, who received a blow to the back of the head, was obviously in a trance.

The speech is reversed, and there are pauses from time to time, which makes the time for questioning infinitely extended.

Arthur had been sitting in the sofa area and waiting patiently—

When Maltz walked in, Arthur was playing a game of coin guessing with Pendragon, which was to move the coin back and forth between the left and right hands, and finally hide it in one hand, so that the cat could guess which hand it was.

Guess the right game for a small dried fish.

From the beginning until Maltz appeared, Arthur and Pendragon played 10 rounds, and the overall score was 10:0 at the moment.

Arthur 10, Pendragon 0.

In the eleventh round, Maltz was next to him, and he saw his partner hide the coin in his left hand, and Pendragon put his paw on his left hand.

And then......

No!

The left hand is empty in the palm of the hand!

Arthur opened his right hand, and a coin appeared there.

"Meow?"

Pendragon was puzzled.

Maltz was puzzled.

"In the sleeve? In the sleeve, right? ”

Something suddenly occurred to Maltz.

Arthur immediately rolled up his sleeves, empty.

"It shouldn't be."

Maltz muttered to himself, and Arthur quietly put the coins back into the [Chest of Atos], and then took the cat-faced and confused Pendragon into his arms - just a little careful when playing with the kitten, he has no bad intentions as a 'medium'.

"Why are you here?"

Arthur asked, stroking Pendragon.

"I heard you had a robbery, and then, no one has died!"

Maltz looked at Tate with a curious expression, as if to lament that the boss was so big that he was able to escape the 'favor of death'.

Arthur immediately rolled his eyes.

"I think you're thinking of something rude!"

"No, no, no!"

"I'm just curious!"

As he spoke, Maltz walked over to Tate, motioned for the patrolman to continue questioning, and began to walk around the shop, and soon the old sheriff found the lounge.

By the time the old sheriff returned to the couch area, his mouth was slurping.

"Secluded enough, good place."

"Who do you think this is for?"

The old sheriff asked.

"No one has died, how do I know."

Arthur shrugged.

And at this time, the patrol officer who had left before came back, and he was still with trainee police officer Simon.

"Sheriff, advisor."

"That guy said?"

"Said - that guy is a pure gambling dog, and after hearing the news about the 'Tate Cane Shop', he started to get excited, and then he came here to rob it."

Simon said this, the expression on his face was a little strange.

Then, under the attention of Arthur and Maltz, the probationary police officer said.

"Three days ago, a gambler stole a few canes from the 'Tate Cane' and then started to transfer them - whether it was playing cards, dice, or betting on horses, he won the hand, and when someone asked him why he always won, the guy said that he had stolen his luck at the 'Tate Cane'."

"Three days ago? Theft of a cane shop? ”

"The guy who was brought back in the middle of the night?"

Maltz seemed to have something in mind.

"yes, that's Frank!"

Simon nodded, in affirmation.

Apparently, impressive.

Facing Arthur's puzzled gaze, Maltz immediately explained.

"Frank is also a gambling dog, his family lives in the old city, and after he owes a lot of gambling debts, after the house is taken to pay off the debt, he sells his wife and children for the principal, and runs to the Shire District to turn over the capital, and he loses all the money - but this kind of guy can turn over? What a blasphemy of fate! ”

The old sheriff said, waving his fist angrily.

"According to that guy, this guy Frank has won about 400 gold tickets in the past three days, especially yesterday when he gambled on horses, he won 200 gold tickets in one game, and he invited a lot of people to drink in the tavern last night."

Simon added.

The three of them were talking in a low voice in the sofa area, and the questioning about Tate was coming to an end, and at this moment, Dick ran in, and when he saw Arthur and Maltz, he immediately said-

"Someone found a charred corpse behind Mule Street, and according to the scene visit, the body should be Frank, who we caught before."

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(End of chapter)