They all call me master

Arthur looked at his partner who had full confidence in him, and felt quite complicated in his heart.

In the end, thousands of words converged into a sigh——

You're quite a nice person.

"Not a revenant."

Arthur said with great certainty.

Then, he walked from where the carriage was parked to the direction leading to the Spring Square. He bent down and touched the still wet land.

Ice cold.

The coldness that doesn’t belong to this season.

Immediately, Arthur understood.

Then, continue to bend down and search.

After about a few minutes, he raised his hand to greet Maltz.

"This is...ice?!"

Maltz followed the position pointed by Arthur and saw some tiny, still melting crystals, and he was stunned.

Then, the police chief looked at the carriage and then in the direction of Spring Square, and blurted out.

“Pave the road with ice!

What a cunning guy! "

The patrol officers looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

Before this, they had never thought that ice could be used to pave roads.

It is already autumn. After the heavy rain last night, the temperature in South Los Angeles dropped rapidly. Paving the road with ice can last for a long time. When the sun rises, the temperature rises and the ice melts. It is really undetectable. !

Unconsciously, the patrol officers cast admiring glances at their advisors.

The guy who could come up with such a trick is awesome.

But their advisor saw through this ruse at a glance and was obviously more powerful.

Arthur remained calm under the gaze of everyone. For him standing on the shoulders of giants, this was really a routine operation, and Arthur didn't think he needed to care at all.

But this indifferent and unconcerned look made the patrol officers more and more impressed.

Because if they discovered such a trick, they would be so excited that they would scream, wishing that the whole world would know about it.

But what does this calmness of his own consultant mean?

It shows that this kind of trick, which they think is very powerful, is not worth mentioning and can be ignored at all.

Yes, you can see through your opponent at a glance, why do you need to care?

The patrol policemen's eyes changed again when they looked at Arthur.

It’s no longer just admiration, but admiration!

Arthur noticed such looks, but he still didn't care. It didn't mean that Arthur didn't enjoy the feeling of being looked at with admiration.

A normal person would enjoy this kind of gaze.

The reason why Arthur doesn't care is just because now with the 'deduction' in his mind, a question that deserves more attention appears -

It was certain that someone would carry the mannequin into the car for Truda.

Moreover, this person also arranged for Truda in advance - alcohol, drugs, or even both. A coachman would never refuse a 'free' drink.

Only in this way can Truda be put to sleep and the other party can successfully transport the mannequin.

As for Truda who ‘overslept’?

The effect of the medicine wore off, and the other party woke up in panic. The other party thought that he was going to be finished, but suddenly found that the mannequin was already in the car.

The other party was even more panicked, thinking that something strange had happened to him for doing something "unfortunate", but he still chose to send the mannequin back to Lilith Clothing Store and Vivian Clothing Store for the sake of food.

This is all for sure!

That's not what makes Arthur think!

What Arthur was really thinking about was the timing chosen by the ‘good samaritan’ who carried the mannequin for Truda!

Paving the road with ice is a good strategy, but with a lot of ice, it is impossible to pass the Spring Square on weekdays.

You know, there is usually a whole team of armed patrol officers there.

But, yesterday was different!

Yesterday, an entire group of patrol officers were killed by attackers!

Although additional manpower was subsequently added, everyone's attention was focused more on No. 14 White Bird Street - not only did manpower be needed to blockade the place, but there were also many corpses that needed to be dealt with.

Because of this, the other party has the opportunity to pave the way with ice.

You can even lay the ice with ease and then cover it with soil.

then?

Naturally, in the name of Truda, she went to Linda Camille's house to pick up the mannequin openly in the early morning before dawn.

The dark sky and some cover are enough for the other party to pass smoothly.

Linda Camille's servants would not care about such trivial things.

‘Did the other party happen to meet yesterday’s coincidence? ’

'still……

known long time ago? ’

Arthur was thinking in his heart, but he instinctively tended to the second possibility.

Because, if it happens by chance, it’s really a bit too much of a coincidence!

The corpse may be kept fresh by low temperature, which is consistent with the other party's trick of using ice to pave the road, but what about the mannequin covered with it?

It can't be done in just a few hours, right?

The kind of hollowing out a solid wooden mannequin and then putting the body inside in a suitable size... definitely cannot be done in a few hours.

All you can do is prepare in advance!

‘A fish slipped through the net?

What does this guy want to do? ’

Arthur squinted his eyes, thinking, and looked at Maltz.

"Have someone go back and tell Simon about Truda's wine."

"liquor?!"

The police chief was startled for a moment, then thought of something, and after giving instructions to the patrolman on the side, he came to Arthur's side.

"Is it related to what happened yesterday?"

the sergeant asked in a hushed voice.

"There is a high probability that it is related - otherwise, this kind of timing is a real prophet... And this kind of person is generally called a 'prophet' in the mysterious side!

A 'prophet' who wants to kill someone would not go to such trouble.

There are too many ways to make people disappear silently. "

Arthur replied with a chuckle.

He was very sure that this murderer could not be a 'mysterious person'.

It’s not that the ‘Mystery Side’ can’t do something similar.

But the 'mysterious side' is too easy to do similar things, and there is no need to go to such trouble. Moreover, with the mysterious side's acting style, unless it is for a ritual or the like, most of the time, it will kill the target in a more direct way. Afterwards, the corpses were destroyed and no traces were left.

To put it simply, if a 'mysterious person' takes action, it is not recognized as a murder in South Los Angeles.

Because you can't even find the body!

At most, it would be classified as missing!

"Why are you still here?

Is it over?

Shouldn't the Earl handle everything? "

The sergeant frowned slightly and muttered.

"Yes, the Earl has fixed everything, but what he has done is everything that has been exposed - the old lion's financial advisor gave up all the secrets to attract the Earl's attention.

But who can guarantee that this financial consultant knows all the secrets? "

Arthur reminded.

Immediately, the police chief's eyes froze.

Ever since he 'experienced' the true strength of his partner yesterday, he has been thinking about how to cooperate with his partner.

And now, when he looked at Arthur's smiling face again, he finally understood what his partner meant -

Their power structure is too single!

You can't put all your eggs in one basket!

A multi-layered package is a must!

It is even possible to cultivate two seemingly opposing gangs, which can become a sharp knife inserted into the enemy's chest at a critical moment.

Therefore, the simple Shire District Police Station and Mouse Street are simply not enough!

We must expand our power. Not only must we win the Duo District, but we should also have our people in the dock area!

besides……

‘Death camp’!

Maltz's mind flashed to the 'death camps' during the Seven Years' War. He didn't know how to train 'death camps', let alone the rumored 'death camp medicine', but one of his old friends knew .

The reclusive person should still be alive, right?

Maltz wasn't sure, but he decided to write to his old friend soon.

call!

The police chief took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Arthur and said -

"Thank you for reminding me, I understand."