They all call me master

Chapter 28 Casu Masu Cheese (please read~please support~)

The moment a cold discomfort appeared in his heart, Arthur looked at him calmly.

Immediately, he saw Desi standing at the door of the lounge.

Sensing Arthur's gaze, Desi immediately turned her head.

But [Death Intuition] still flickers.

This also allowed Arthur to immediately identify the opponent as the murderer.

Otherwise, why was it okay before and only made her angrier after being slapped three times by him, but now she burst out with such murderous intent after hearing his name.

It was just that he was worried that his 'spiritual medium' would find out that he had committed a murder.

After all, in Scott's description, he was able to 'talk to the dead'.

There is no doubt that the other party believed the article published by the Bugle.

In this era when not many people are literate, newspapers have considerable credibility. No matter how bizarre things are, as long as they are published in the newspapers, some people will believe them.

Even after word of mouth spreads, it will turn into extremely exaggerated ghost stories, urban rumors, etc.

Likewise, characters published in newspapers will be popular among people.

Look at the students of the ‘Joelchok Swordsmanship Club’ right now.

As children from a middle-class family in Yingshi, they are naturally literate.

He is no stranger to ‘Arthur Kratos’.

Several supplements of the Bugle have already made this name famous.

However, they did not expect that the 'psychic medium' would be so young - in order to make himself more popular and gain more XP, Arthur deliberately asked Scott to conceal his age when describing it.

Effect?

It must be good.

Arthur can be sure that if the swordsmanship students present today promote it afterwards, he will definitely get more extra XP.

Of course, Arthur will not forget the XP of the basic disk.

He looked at Maltz.

"Officer Maltz, can I see the body?"

"certainly!"

Maltz nodded immediately.

For the retiring Constable III, that was fine as long as Arthur didn't damage the body in front of him.

Maltz agreed, though.

But someone stood up to stop it.

It's desi.

"He can't touch the body! He's a murderer! He must be trying to destroy the evidence!"

I saw the swordsmanship coach shouting loudly.

This time, Arthur didn't slap him.

Because, Maltz slapped.

The third-level police officer, who was about to retire, slapped Desi hard on the face.

"Shut up!"

"How do you know he is the murderer?"

"You also destroyed evidence. Do you know how to write the word evidence?"

After Maltz slapped Desi twice, he felt his hand hurt. He immediately picked up the patrolman's baton and began to beat Desi hard.

Faced with such a big trouble as Arthur, Maltz didn't want to touch it and wanted to stay away.

But when faced with a swordsmanship coach like Desi, Maltz showed no mercy.

As a third-level police officer who came from the Sheriff's era, Maltz was definitely not a good person. He had already figured out the details within his jurisdiction. He knew who he could mess with and who he couldn't mess with.

There are indeed a few people not to mess with around Simok Avenue.

Sadly, Desi is not among them.

After beating Desi with a baton until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and two of his teeth were knocked out, Maltz stopped with satisfaction. When he turned around, he saw Arthur standing next to the corpse with a slight frown on his face, as if he was listening to something.

etc!

Listen attentively? !

In an instant, the third-level police officer who was about to retire thought of something, and his hands shook involuntarily.

Maltz thought about it, and naturally the surrounding swordsman students, Bourne and Amy also thought about it.

‘Communicating with the Dead’!

Immediately, the young swordsmanship students looked at Arthur excitedly and expectantly.

Bourne also had expectations in his eyes.

This coach is not looking forward to seeing the 'Communicating with the Dead', but hoping to catch the murderer.

He does not believe that Arthur is the murderer.

Just like Arthur said, the two sides are so far apart, how can they kill someone.

As for Amy?

Although there was curiosity in the eyes of the female receptionist, the female receptionist quietly took two steps back, as if she wanted to distance herself from Arthur.

However, no matter what, the attention of the people around Desi has completely shifted at this moment. Some students who were ready to speak out also became silent and just looked at Arthur, Desi? Naturally, he was lying there miserably.

And that's what Arthur wanted.

That's right!

Arthur did it on purpose!

He wasn't going to let Desi gain sympathy and use it to muddy the waters and affect his XP gain.

"is that so?"

"Then how did you die?"

"So that's it!"

Arthur whispered to himself.

The people around looked at Arthur with more and more expectancy.

Therefore, when Arthur looked at Desi, many people were stunned.

Arthur's gaze couldn't be more obvious.

Desi is the murderer!

"No way, Desi can't be the murderer!"

The honest and honest Bourne was the first to stand up.

Desi finally seized the opportunity. After turning over and standing up, he sneered at Arthur.

"You just said that you are at least one meter away from Little, so you can't be the murderer, but what about me?"

"I am at least ten meters away from him!"

"He's here, I'm here!"

"Everyone here can prove it to me!"

Desi pointed to where he had been standing.

Many people nodded immediately.

"Yes, Coach Desi is indeed here."

"This is a long way from Coach Little."

The students whispered.

Hearing such words, Desi became even more proud.

"Look, someone vouched for me!"

"You are slandering me!"

"For...hum, it's just slander!"

Desi originally wanted to say that Arthur was trying to clear himself of suspicion, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind.

After receiving five slaps and one beating, the swordsmanship coach learned to be wise.

However, Arthur still looked at the swordsmanship instructor as if he were a fool.

"Of course you could kill Little because... you poisoned him."

When he just inspected Little's body, Arthur smelled a strong smell of bitter almonds in his mouth, palms and sword hilt.

For Arthur, who had witnessed a truly thoughtful murder case, this technique was at kindergarten level, not even preschool level.

"You, you are talking nonsense, how could I poison you!"

Desi became visibly nervous.

Arthur no longer wanted to deal with the other party.

"Officer Maltz, please check the hilt of Little's sword, and then go to Desi's residence to check whether there is a large amount of cassava residue..."

thump!

Before Arthur could finish his words, Desi slumped there.

"H-how do you know?!"

Desi exclaimed, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"how could I know?"

"Of course Little told me!"

"Look, he's right next to you!"

Arthur smiled teasingly.

Originally, he planned to lengthen the tone of the word 'cassava'. Although Nanlos had the habit of eating cassava, he could not guarantee that Desi used cassava to extract toxins, and it might be something else.

But unexpectedly, Desi admitted it directly.

It's so easy and simple.

Another amount of XP has arrived!

"Ahhh!"

Desi was so frightened that he fell to the ground, rolled and dodged to the side, and even shouted: "It's not my fault! I was also impulsive! Who told you to bribe your opponent to get the sword competition?" 'But you still show off your power in front of me! You don't even give me money to keep your mouth shut!"

Desi's words were like dropping a bomb, making everyone present stunned.

Except Arthur.

"This is the first time I've seen someone describe blackmail in such a friendly way."

Arthur curled his lips and walked towards the door of the club.

He had seen Scott.

When passing Maltz, Arthur nodded - he confirmed again that the police officer in front of him could be dealt with.

Maybe some needed friendships can be made?

While Arthur was still thinking, the young reporter rushed over with excitement on his face.

"Big news!"

"Big news again!"

"Sure enough, as old Mr. Charlie said, 'Psychics are always troubled and come to their door'!"

Scott shouted excitedly, but then, the reporter glanced at his pocket watch, looked at the hour hand that was about to point to twelve o'clock, and immediately said: "Arthur, do you know about the newly opened Red Rose Restaurant? "

"Thanks to you, I became a full-time employee ahead of schedule and got a huge bonus!"

"Let's go, I invite you!"

"Let's talk while eating!"

“Their chef has created a new specialty – Casua Maso!”