They all call me master

Arthur's attentive listening was noticed by everyone in the villa who was paying attention to him, and when he heard the whisper, Maltz let out a long sigh of relief.

The Sheriff knew it was stable.

The people next to him were whispering.

"I'm coming!"

"What, is this what the newspaper said..."

"Yes, that's right!"

"This is the channeling of a 'spiritual medium'!"

…

Among everyone, Linda Camille was the most excited one - for some reason, when she first saw the description of Arthur's 'psychic' in the newspaper, she felt a throbbing feeling in her heart.

And when I saw the 'psychic' for the first time at 'Amanda Cat Friends Home', this throbbing became clearer.

now?

It has reached a certain peak.

She took a deep breath involuntarily, her eyes firmly locked on Arthur.

She began to imitate unconsciously.

Everything is different.

Everything seems to be no different.

No one noticed this scene except Ms. Camille, Will Cos and Arthur.

Ms. Camille's expression was complicated, but with a hint of relief.

Will Coase was completely devastated.

Then, the young man began to shout regardless -

"it's me!"

"I killed Chelmi!"

"Please catch me!"

The shout alarmed everyone around.

They looked at the somewhat hysterical Will Cos in surprise.

Was he unable to withstand the pressure and surrender?

Everyone is guessing.

However, Arthur sighed softly in his heart again.

'Terrible love! ’

Then, he opened his mouth and said——

"Yeah?

But Ms. Anna told me that the murderer was not you! "

Arthur said, looking at the huge sofa chair behind the desk in the small hall, and said in a slow tone: "Aren't you coming out yet?"

come out?

Everyone was startled.

Then, everyone's eyes widened.

I saw a bulge begin to appear on the surface of the backrest of the large sofa chair, and the bulge became larger and larger. Just when the bulge was about to break the back of the chair, it suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, a man wearing only underpants emerged from the sofa chair.

There is someone inside the sofa chair!

Moreover, they are still acquaintances!

"Doctor Cermi?!"

There were shouts of disbelief from the crowd.

People stared unblinkingly at the man who used to be the personal doctor at No. 22 White Bird Street. Although he did not live in the villa permanently, he would come to the door on time every month.

Could he be the murderer? !

Each one is full of surprises.

But this former personal doctor didn't pay attention to these at all. Whether it was the servants in the villa, the police, or his son's body on the ground, it was the same. To the other person, these things seemed to not exist.

In the eyes of the other party, there is only one person.

Lady Camille.

His eyes were burning, his cheeks were beating with excitement, and with a madman-like obsession and fanaticism, the other party moved towards Camille involuntarily.

"Stop!"

Maltz shouted lowly and drew his sword out of its sheath.

Looking at the sword in front of him, the private doctor's eyes filled with anger.

"Do you want to stop me too?"

The voice was hoarse, like the roar of a wild animal.

Most of the servants in the villa turned pale with fright, but among the crowd, Old Butler Er and a few others stared at the personal doctor with cold eyes.

Maltz didn't even care about the opponent's threat, and held the opponent's throat with his long sword.

"Did you kill Chelmi? Your son?"

"right!"

"I killed him!"

"This damn guy dares to disturb Camille and I's lunch break - at this time every day, Camille comes here and takes a lunch break in the chair. I can clearly hear Camille's soft breathing and feel That kind of unprecedented warmth, but today because of their noise, Camille is no longer here, but they are still chattering about Linda...

Simply unforgivable!

They blasphemed my love for Camille!

Of course I'm going to kill him!

And that Will Coase!

He deserves to die too! "

The private doctor nodded very simply and admitted that he did not show the slightest sadness about killing his son.

The casualness and disgust in his expression made Maltz raise his eyebrows.

Over the years, having been on the battlefield and serving as a police officer for many years, Maltz believed that he had seen a lot of vicious and perverted guys. He had also seen fathers kill their sons, but he was so perverted that he killed his son just because he hindered him from peeping. This is the first time I've seen anyone.

But as a police sergeant, Maltz remembers his duties.

"Since when did you hide in the sofa chair?"

Maltz pressed.

“A month after Camille bought the divan, I discovered its true purpose – it’s wonderful.

I shamelessly wanted to use it to steal Camille's business secrets.

However, I soon felt ashamed of my despicable deeds!

It was specially designed by God for my love!

It was the garden of Cupid through which I could convey my love to Camille - to do anything else would be an insult to it!

It is also a stain on my love! "

The private doctor's face showed deep guilt at first, but then it was replaced by flushing. As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Ms. Camille affectionately.

"You didn't take a break at noon, you must be very tired, right?

Come on, take a lunch break here!

Leave the rest to me!

I will get rid of all the people and things that bother you! "

After the personal doctor finished speaking, he opened his arms and walked towards Camille.

Camille's face was as frosty as she took a step forward——

boom!

A quick kick to the vagina and leg made the private doctor kneel down, and then he kicked him to the side.

boom!

The straightened feet made the toe of the cowhide shoe hit the bridge of the opponent's nose.

The private doctor rolled and fell backward, hitting the back of his head heavily on the desk.

boom!

After this sound, the small hall became completely quiet.

"nausea!"

Lady Camille commented coldly.

Everyone looked at the unconscious personal doctor, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Was it Dr. Cermi who killed Cermi?

Father killed son?

How can this be?

Just because of this kind of thing, the father killed his son?

and……

It’s been a long time since Ms. Camille took a lunch break in the small hall!

After buying the sofa chair, Ms. Camille changed her past habits and chose to go up to the second floor after lunch and rest in the bedroom!

This is well known!

"Whoever is using the small hall during lunch break, please come forward."

The old housekeeper Er said gloomily.

The small hall is used exclusively by Camille's family to receive guests.

To put it simply, apart from Camille herself, only guests can use it.

However, someone took the opportunity to use the small hall when Ms. Camille returned to the second floor to rest - this made the old housekeeper angry.

He thinks that everyone is tested and can be trusted.

He has always been proud of it.

But who knew, the reality made him feel burning pain in his cheeks.

Facing the glance of old housekeeper Er, the servants in the villa looked at each other. None of them had done anything beyond the rules.

This made the old housekeeper's expression become more and more gloomy, and murderous intent began to appear in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the entire villa suddenly became extremely depressing.

And at this moment, Arthur came over——

"If you want to know who this daring guy is, please come to this side of the hall."

Arthur said, pointing towards the hall.

Everyone didn't know why, but after witnessing Arthur's magic, no one would object. After Maltz and Simon tied up the personal doctor and walked out, the remaining people all walked towards the side of the hall corridor pointed by Arthur.

Then, at Arthur's signal, they all hid their figures.

After everyone walked over, Arthur closed the door and walked over.

The door was just closed but not locked.

When Arthur also walked to the corridor, everyone looked at Arthur.

The young 'spiritual medium' motioned for everyone to be calm.

About a few minutes later——

"Meow!"