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Ye Lan was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't digest this information.

What does it mean? What does it mean that he can detect anyone who enters the sewage town?

He has some ability... No, this is definitely not an ability that humans can have!

Abnormal? Or a supernatural being, and Arthur can achieve this through such power?

So Arthur told me this matter so frankly and simply this time. Was it purely to express goodwill, or to establish authority to a certain extent-telling himself that he is also very powerful?

"Sewage town..."

Ye Lan smiled. No matter what, at least his decision not to leave the sewage town, even temporarily, was absolutely correct.

"I still have some speculations. You can see if you can get them." Ye Lan thought about it and decided to provide a little more clues in a very implicit way.

After all, Arthur had just shared the secret with him in a very implicit way.

"If there are people in the town who like to wear leather jackets, I suggest you pay more attention to them."

Ye Lan's words made Arthur completely confused, and he couldn't help but ask with a little doubt.

"Leather jacket? Who wears that? We all wear cloth... Why are you asking?"

He could understand that Ye Lan couldn't have said that out of nowhere. There must be something he didn't say before.

"Before I came back, I had found the path the other party took to enter the pepper field. It was very, very narrow there, and there was a hard wire fence, so it was inevitable to get scratched. But even so, I couldn't find any traces of it on the ground."

Ye Lan was talking nonsense seriously.

"The murderer's clothes must be very strong, definitely not cloth. Considering the size of the space, it couldn't be more sophisticated equipment, so leather clothing is the most likely."

Arthur looked at Ye Lan strangely.

The whole reasoning sounded relatively smooth, but why did it feel like there was something wrong?

At least if it was him, there would be no way to analyze such a clue!

Awesome. You are not only strong, but also a master of criminal investigation?

He couldn't ignore the speculation proposed by Ye Lan. He considered it a little.

"If that's the case, there is really one person who is very suspicious, and there is only one person..."

The two people's eyes met, and the same face overlapped in their minds.

No way...

In Ye Lan's original thinking, that person was at most a little similar, but the possibility was not great, because the face was different.

But Arthur just gave him an unexpected answer, 100% ruling out the "strange face", and there was only one person in the town who was dressed like that.

But at this time, Ye Lan suddenly remembered that Xiao Mao said that there was still a "error" after more than three days, so the possibility became even greater.

That... idiot who robbed me!

Ye Lan and Arthur have already thought of the same thing. Could it be that he did it?

Then there is no evidence now, and he even seems to be sent by the mastermind to execute the execution of silence...

"...I know."

Arthur also felt a headache, and things were getting more and more complicated.

"I will conduct follow-up related investigations. You can go to rest today. You have worked hard. On behalf of Sewage Town, I thank you for your discovery."

Ye Lan nodded gently. He also had this intention. After all, his core goal was not to maintain the security of the town, but to track down and find abnormalities. Everything just now was enough to give Arthur a perfect answer for his support and assistance during this period.

"Oh, wait." Arthur slapped his forehead, opened the drawer again, and took out a cloth bag. "Here, the reward for this commission is 20 fog blue coins."

Ye Lan nodded, picked it up and weighed it, without even counting it.

Arthur couldn't possibly be shortchanged on this...

The only thing that made Ye Lan a little speechless... How come there is everything in your drawer, is it really safe?

"So much money just thrown into the office?"

Arthur shrugged.

"Otherwise, who would dare to come to my office to steal money?"

That's not necessarily true. If you put 50 fog blue coins here, the buddy who is obsessed with the city of glory will probably come.

"And this... you can take it too."

Arthur touched the small box on the table lightly, his eyes filled with reluctance that was difficult to conceal.

The stone that was close to a supernatural object found underground at the scene.

Although it is reasonable that this thing does belong to him, Arthur's statement still surprised Ye Lan.

"Don't you want it?"

Nonsense, this is a supernatural object, who doesn't want it!

"I think the value of our cooperation has far exceeded its value."

Arthur said seriously.

Ye Lan raised his eyebrows, and he was extremely annoyed at this moment when he was about to take it away.

Isn't this another debt of favor?

Arthur's style of play is really too self-defeating, and the rhythm is all messed up.

"I think it is mine. Of course, you can raise objections. We will debate and decide the ownership. Don't think that I owe you this favor."

Arthur was stunned, and he didn't expect Ye Lan to say this.

This is the difference in the concepts and background of both parties. For Ye Lan, the value of this thing is actually not as high as imagined.

The cat of the soul has a mouthful of abnormality every day, and gradually has cultivated Ye Lan's "taste".

Favors...Does this guy care so much about this?

"I really don't think so. After all, this involves an attack on Sewage Town, and our town guards have a certain right to it. Of course, you have 70% and I have 30%, but it's not money, so there's no way to split it into two." Arthur smiled, and became more determined to give it to Ye Lan.

"Then the '30%' will be used as the value supplement for this commission. You have made it this far, and 20 Mist Blue Coins are really a bit too little."

Ye Lan stared at his eyes for a moment, and nodded helplessly.

"It's up to you."

Ye Lan's figure disappeared outside the office, and all of Arthur's expressions disappeared.

"Ye Lan... So you are not from Glory City..."

He stood up, looked at the back of Ye Lan riding a motorcycle out of the window, rubbed his chin gently, and then pressed a hidden button under the drawer.

Boom!

After a slight tremor, a deep secret passage appeared on the side of the office, and Arthur immediately stepped into the darkness.