"...What? He..." He looks old enough to be her father!

Conce was shocked and glanced at the scene in the living room. He always felt that the rough detective with a sloppy beard and a happy face seemed to have suddenly become hateful.

Klein looked back innocently, feeling that the eyes he was looking at were full of contempt.

"Why are you so happy when you heard that your brother said he was going to move out for a while?" When the monitor from the military walked away, Alice finally stopped being silent and lay down on the sofa lazily, very lightly.

smiled.

"Nothing!" Klein cleared his throat and quickly excused himself from the topic on the pretext of work, "You have a good rest at home, I should get ready to go out to work."

With that said, he got up and added some anthracite coal to the fireplace, and helped her find some warm autumn and winter items, and then went to the living room to check on the situation with Ian and the police.

The door leading to the living room has been opened. As soon as Klein stepped inside, he saw Ian standing upright by the oriel window, slightly nervous. He seemed to be in a good state of mind. He seemed to be relieved when he saw him.

; And the two policemen were surrounding him in front of the wall of clues he had created to create a sense of professionalism, flipping through the notebook where he recorded case analysis with great interest, and discussing something in low voices.

Hearing the footsteps, the two policemen looked back at the owner of the house at the same time. One of them approached with a professional smile and started talking to him, while the other calmly continued to flip through the records.

Klein tried it out with the curiosity that ordinary people would have. Naturally, he couldn't get much information from the tight-lipped policeman, but at the same time he felt a little relaxed.

If the other party really sensed a problem with Ian, their attitude would definitely not be as relaxed and casual as it is now... He nodded silently in his heart.

Since most of the case information posted on the clue wall was related to the "Devil at the Crossroads", the conversation between them soon turned to those murderous cases.

Klein suddenly remembered something, pointed in the direction of the clue wall excitedly, and said:

"By the way, officer, I remember that the police are publicly offering a reward for any information related to the 'Devil at the Crossroads'. I wonder if the possibilities I have deduced... do they meet the criteria to receive the reward?"

The two policemen looked at each other and smiled delicately.

The policeman wearing the Inspector Medal coughed lightly and said politely:

"We receive a lot of inference intelligence every day. If they were all valid information, the damn murderer should have been caught long ago."

Okay, I knew that was the case... After all, I just tried to analyze it with the goal of bonus, and didn't take it seriously. In addition, as a detective, I didn't intend to participate in such a big incident that might make me famous in one case, which is somewhat unreasonable.

...Klein put away his disappointment and chatted with the two of them for a while, then saw Arthur Watson leading Conse down the stairs, carrying a small suitcase in his hand.

Seeing this, the two policemen also consciously said goodbye and left, following the young man from MI9 into the four-wheeled carriage parked on the roadside.

Watching the carriage driven by the rather beautiful horse gradually move away, Klein stood at the door and let out a sigh of relief.

He knew that his crisis was finally over.

What he didn't know was that a conversation about Detective Moriarty was going on in the carriage turning out of Minsk Street.

"Why don't you say goodbye to your detective friend?" Conse said, leaning on the seat of the carriage with his arms folded, looking out the window at the street scene moving backward at a constant speed.

"Rather than saying goodbye, I would rather you allocate some people to be his bodyguards... Correction, arrange a few people to monitor him." Arthur Watson said in a tone that could not tell whether he was serious or joking.

He said, "The dignified Loen military is only willing to send three people to observe Claire on duty. Are you embarrassed?"

Kang Si felt that he had begun to adapt to this man's ridicule, and he couldn't help but feel some unspeakable sadness in his heart:

"If it weren't for the fact that she is your sister and there is a chance of being retaliated by the 'Crossroad Devil', do you think I would be willing to write this application?"

"So you can't even spare the manpower to take care of other ordinary citizens who may be involved in danger?" Arthur Watson smiled knowingly.

Kang Si was silent for a while, then abruptly changed the subject:
Chapter completed!