They all call me master

"Alive, just in...uh!"

The strange young man answered almost instinctively.

Then, the young man froze.

He turned around and looked at Arthur with a helpless face, and his expression immediately turned fierce.

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

As the young man spoke, he took out a small knife - the blade was about the length of an index finger. It could be used to cut butter and peel apples on weekdays, but it could also be harmful to people. If life was at stake, it would most likely be fatal. A dying one.

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

Just now I was just preparing to expel Arthur.

At this time, he changed his mind.

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

He dodged sideways and stretched his right foot.

The young man who stabbed Kong was knocked down, and his head almost hit the store door.

After two seconds of slowing down, the other party got up again. He didn't look at the nearby store door, nor did he choose to escape. Instead, he turned around and roared at Arthur.

"Anyone who stops me from repaying my debt should die!"

Then, he rushed towards Arthur again.

"Betting dogs deserve to die!"

Arthur responded coldly and kicked the opponent in the abdomen.

Suddenly, the opponent flew back at a faster speed.

But this time, he was not as lucky as before. The young stranger smashed the door of the 'Tate Cane Shop' and fell to the ground groaning with a piece of glass stuck in his whole body.

Arthur ignored the other party at all and walked to the lounge behind the cane shop.

When he opened the door to the lounge and saw Tate who was just unconscious, he was slightly relieved.

not dead.

Sure enough, the so-called ‘death favored’ curses are all lies.

Everything before was just a coincidence!

Arthur was thinking as he looked at the lounge in front of him - there were basic facilities such as beds and sofas. What surprised Arthur the most was the soundproofing here.

‘Professional level!

Otherwise, there’s no way I wouldn’t have heard Tate’s breathing just now!

Get a soundproof lounge like this... Tsk! ’

After looking at some of the exquisite furnishings in the lounge, Arthur probably guessed what this place was for.

But what does it have to do with him?

He was just a 'spiritual medium' who came to get his walking stick.

The speed of the patrolmen on West Mock Avenue was much faster than that of other places. After about three minutes, two patrolmen ran into the 'Tate Cane Shop'.

When they saw Arthur, they both saluted.

"consultant!"

As Arthur's reputation spread, everyone in the Shire District Police Department had become acquainted with this powerful 'spiritual medium', and the two patrol officers were no exception.

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

That kind of nervousness is not normal.

‘Is there anything else going on? ’

Arthur guessed in his heart and recounted what had just happened.

Immediately, the two patrol officers took action.

First, one person escorted the robber to the police station, and the other person began to wake up the store owner Tate and inquire about the incident going west.

However, Tate, who was hit on the back of the head, was obviously in a daze.

He spoke in a confused manner and paused from time to time, which extended the questioning time infinitely.

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

When Maltz walked in, Arthur was playing a coin-guessing game with Pendragon, which involved moving the coin back and forth between his left and right hands alternately, and finally hiding it in one hand, letting the cat guess which hand it was in.

A game where you guess the right thing and give it to a small fish.

From the beginning to Maltz's appearance, Arthur and Pendragon played 10 games, with a total score of 10:0 at this moment.

Arthur 10, Pendragon 0.

In the eleventh game, Maltz was right next to him. He saw with his own eyes that his partner hid the coin in his left hand, and Pendragon also put his paw on his left hand.

Then……

No!

The palm of my left hand is empty!

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

"Meow?"

Pendragon expressed confusion.

Maltz also expressed confusion.

"In the sleeves? In the sleeves, right?"

Maltz suddenly thought of something.

Arthur immediately rolled up his sleeves, which were empty.

"It shouldn't be."

Maltz murmured to himself, and after Arthur calmly put the coins back into the [Box of Athos], he took the confused Pendragon into his arms - just playing with the kitten. When I was a kid, I had to be careful. This 'spiritual medium' didn't have any bad intentions.

"How did you come?"

Arthur asked while stroking Pendragon.

"I heard that you encountered a robbery, and no one died yet!"

Maltz looked at Tate with curiosity, as if he was lamenting that the boss was lucky enough to be 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 Maltz spoke, he walked towards Tate, signaled the patrolman to continue questioning, and then started walking around the store. Soon, the old police chief discovered the lounge.

When the old police chief returned to the sofa area, his mouth started to click.

"Secret enough, a good place."

"Who do you think this place is for?"

the old sheriff asked.

"No one has died, so how would I know."

Arthur shrugged.

At this time, the patrol officer who had left before came back, followed by trainee police officer Simon.

"Sheriff, counselor."

"Did that guy say that?"

"Let me tell you - that guy is a pure gambling dog. After hearing the news about the 'Tate Cane Shop', he became interested, and then he came here to rob."

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

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

"Three days ago, a gambler stole a few canes from the 'Tate Cane Shop' and started to make fortunes - whether he was playing cards, dice, or betting on horses, he always won. Someone asked him why he could always win. When he won, the guy said he had stolen his luck at Tate's Cane Shop."

"Three days ago? Robbery of a cane shop?"

"Is he the guy who was taken back in the middle of the night?"

Maltz seemed to have thought of something.

"Yes, that's the one called Frank!"

Simon nodded, very sure.

Clearly, impressed.

Facing Arthur's confused gaze, Maltz immediately explained.

"Frank is also a gambling dog. His family lives in the old city. After he owed a lot of gambling debts and his house was used to pay off the debts, he sold his wife and children in exchange for principal. He came to the Shire District to make money. Ben, in the end, he lost everything again - but, can such a guy turn around? What a blasphemy against fate!"

said the old sheriff, pumping his fist angrily.

"According to that guy, Frank has won about 400 gold tickets in the past three days, especially yesterday when he was betting on horse racing. He won 200 gold tickets in one game. Last night, he invited a lot of people to drink in the pub. ."

Simon added.

The three of them were chatting in low voices in the sofa area, and the inquiry about Tate came to an end. At this moment, Dicko ran in. After seeing Arthur and Maltz, he immediately said——

"Someone found a charred corpse behind Mule Street. According to on-site visits, the corpse should be Frank, who was captured by us before."

PS Today is Feilong’s birthday. Feilong is asking for monthly tickets from everyone~