They all call me master

Arthur looked at his serious partners and nodded with satisfaction in his heart.

What he admires most about Maltz is this cautious and serious attitude.

Only in this way will he feel at ease.

"Let's go to Ms. Camille's house."

Arthur said and walked forward.

The mannequins came out from there in the morning, so naturally they needed to be seen.

Maltz signaled one patrolman to go back and report the news, one stayed to guard outside the scene, and the rest followed.

However, after entering the White Bird neighborhood, another patrol officer was sent by Arthur to No. 6 White Bird Street - as partners, we should always help each other, right?

The head of the Camille family is Linda Camille's mother. The family's main business is the jewelry business. Not only does it occupy a large share in South Los Angeles, it also has many industries in the inner bay, and it is extremely wealthy. There were rumors that Many noble knights proposed to Lady Camille, but unfortunately they all failed.

Therefore, there are different opinions on who Linda Camille's biological father is.

Some speculated that he was a wandering knight.

Some people speculated that it was the old Earl of Nanlos.

Others speculated that it was the old lion from Neiwan.

However, these are just guesses, no one knows who it is.

Standing in front of the door of No. 22, White Bird Block, Arthur and Maltz quietly waited for the servants' response.

'No wonder those rich girls were particularly friendly to Linda Camille when we were at the 'Amanda Cat Friends Home' - that's why. ’

Arthur recalled some rumors about Ms. Camille in his heart, thinking silently in his heart.

After a while, a gray-haired but agile butler came out.

soldier!

Maltz immediately recognized the familiar aura on the other party.

Arthur was a little surprised.

Because when the old butler appeared, he secretly looked at him more than once - without any malice, just curiosity.

"Good morning, both of you."

"Camille's family welcomes you both."

"I am Butler Er."

The old butler welcomed Arthur and his party politely.

Then, before Arthur or Maltz could speak, the old butler continued.

"My master is already waiting in the small hall, please come with me!"

After saying that, the old housekeeper turned and walked towards the villa.

Arthur and Maltz looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Unlike ordinary ladies from wealthy families, this Camille lady will basically not attend any salon parties except for necessary activities, and very few people can see this lady.

Therefore, Arthur and Maltz have no intention of actually seeing each other.

They originally planned to ask the butler.

‘There’s nothing fishy about it, right? ’

Arthur and Maltz thought together.

Without hesitation, Maltz gestured to the patrolman behind him.

One of the patrol officers remained calm and began to retreat.

After yesterday's incident at No. 14, White Bird Street, every patrolman will not be careless. Likewise, every patrolman's heart is burning.

They are also afraid of danger.

But they want the identity of a trainee police officer even more!

If there is the latter, the former is not a problem!

The remaining two patrol officers also looked serious. They gripped their batons tightly and scanned their surroundings, not only to be wary of the enemy, but also to look for fortifications that could support the arrival of reinforcements.

The old housekeeper Er who was walking in front saw this scene.

I smiled slightly in my heart and felt satisfied.

Along the white marble floor, we entered the villa and went directly into the study. The rumored Ms. Camille was sitting in a large sofa chair, waiting for the arrival of the two of them. The glasses she wore, the red housecoat without any embellishment, and her hair tied back looked extremely smart.

The lady waved gently to the old housekeeper, who immediately bowed and backed away, closing the door when she left.

Then the woman stood up.

At this moment, Arthur realized that this lady was extremely tall, much taller than the average lady, almost as tall as him, and there was a kind of scrutiny and...

Happy? !

After the two mix, there is an inexplicable feeling of an elder facing a younger one.

Arthur was puzzled by this expression.

Moreover, the other party's temperament is extremely special, and his every move and gesture are always different.

At first glance, he looks like he is in his forties.

Looking closely, he looks like he is in his early thirties.

But when I look at it occasionally, I feel that I have just turned twenty.

"Hello, ma'am."

Arthur suppressed the strangeness in his heart and began to greet the other party.

Maltz on the side also said immediately.

"Sorry to bother you.

We have something to ask you here. "

After seeing Ms. Camille nod, the police chief immediately asked.

"Did people from Lilith and Vivian's stores bring mannequins to show their clothes to you yesterday?"

"Yes, for my daughter's coming-of-age ceremony."

This lady was very calm and her tone was even more calm.

"Do many people know about this matter?"

"Before the two stores came yesterday, only Er and I knew."

"Do you remember how many mannequins they were?"

"Six, three per family."

"Is anyone missing in your family?"

"No."

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

"No."

"Does your home have an ice cellar?"

"have."

"Have you seen the man who came to pick up the mannequin this morning?"

"No, you need to ask Er about this."

While Maltz and Ms. Camille were asking and answering questions, Arthur looked around silently, but he keenly discovered that Ms. Camille had been looking at him calmly, but the recall in her eyes was It was impossible to hide the feeling of enthusiasm that moved Arthur's heart.

‘No way, no way.

Could this lady be related to one of my uncles?

Who is the one?

Uncle Winters? Uncle Drake?

Couldn't it be my dead father? ’

Arthur speculated, but wisely remained silent.

As a junior, he would never get involved in the affairs of his elders.

And love?

Can anyone figure out what's going on?

At this moment, Maltz's questioning of Ms. Camille has ended.

"Can you let me see your ice cellar?"

Maltz continued to ask.

"Of course, Er."

After giving instructions, the old housekeeper immediately took Arthur and Maltz towards the ice cellar of the villa - but Ms. Camille stood at the door of the small hall, silently looking at Arthur's back, her eyes gradually blurred, and her heart could no longer bear it. He kept calling softly to the person he thought about day and night.

‘Charlie. ’

The heat in Ms. Camille's eyes almost set Arthur's back on fire.

‘My uncles who left home or my dead father, you are really evildoers! ’

With this sigh, Arthur followed the old butler and walked quickly through the hall to the side of the warehouse - the ice cellar was underneath.

"Steward Er, have you seen the person taking the mannequin this morning?"

Maltz asked as he walked down.

"No, I was preparing breakfast in the kitchen at that time. It was Scar who received the other party. Scar said that the other party hid his appearance, but it should be the coachman. I believe Scar, he has been in Camille's family for fifteen years. Being old, you can't go wrong.

In fact, the people in the villa are all old people, and the owner is not willing to trust untested people. "

A tested person?

Arthur noticed the word.

Undoubtedly, under this premise, Camille's family is full of loyal and secure old people, and the possibility of other people's secrets in the family is not high - to be able to do such a big business, Arthur believes that this lady has her own Corresponding means, otherwise, it would have been swallowed up to the point where no scraps were left.

While Arthur was thinking, the old butler unlocked the ice cellar and lit the candle in his hand.

The old housekeeper walked in directly.

Arthur and Maltz paused slightly, waiting until their eyes could adapt to the light in the ice cellar before they prepared to walk in.

But at this moment, a fierce quarrel suddenly came from the direction of the hall.

Immediately, Arthur paused again.