They all call me master

West Merck Avenue, in front of the Red Rose Restaurant.

Arthur patted the vomiting Scott's back with a livid face.

"I want to expose him... ugh... they actually made me eat maggots... ugh..."

The young reporter vomited and yelled.

Arthur on the side clenched his fists.

When he entered the Red Rose Restaurant before, Arthur had a bad premonition. Not only were the names of the Red Rose Restaurant and the White Rose Restaurant somewhat similar, but even the layouts were somewhat similar. At that time, Arthur felt This lunch won't be good.

But what Arthur didn't expect was that it could be so bad.

The cheese that was served was cut open and densely packed with maggots squirming around, giving Arthur an indelible visual impact.

Of course, Scott was even worse.

Facing the terrifying Casumazu cheese, the young reporter was so shocked that he opened his mouth, and then...a milky white translucent maggot jumped up and burrowed into the young reporter's mouth!

Then, there was vomiting.

"Asshole... ugh... they actually said that jumping maggots prove the authenticity of cheese... Expose him, I must expose him!"

Scott almost vomited out his bile. Not only did he shed tears, but he also staggered after standing up. However, when Arthur was about to help him, the young reporter waved his hand.

"Arthur, I'm sorry for bringing you bad memories!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter!"

The young reporter assured Arthur, and then the kind-hearted young man looked at the Red Rose Restaurant with eyes filled with hatred.

If murder was not illegal, Scott swore he would kill the chef and blow up the restaurant.

Who knows?

The kind of figure that looks like maggots squirming when you close your eyes!

This will probably be his lifelong nightmare!

Scott's face was in pain, and his face was distorted.

Arthur patted Scott on the shoulder to comfort him, and then expressed that he needed help.

"What are you doing? Please tell me and I will do my best to help you!"

Scott, who thought he had tricked Arthur, said immediately.

"I need to find a fencing club with real strength, not something like 'Joelchok Fencing Club'."

Arthur said.

Although I can’t believe everything Desi said after he was frightened, the ‘Joelchok Swordsmanship Club’ did not meet his requirements.

But finding a fencing club with real strength is a big project for him and will take a lot of time.

But Scott is different.

As a reporter, Scott is already well-informed and extremely good at this kind of thing.

In fact, the next moment, the young reporter gave assurances.

"give it to me!"

The young reporter said goodbye to Arthur.

Lunch ended before it started, and Arthur believed that Scott wouldn't be able to eat in a short time, so he didn't stop him.

Instead, he watched Scott leave before walking to the dining car nearby.

There are also food trucks on West Merck Avenue.

However, unlike Eivor's "flexibility", the food trucks that appear on West Merck Avenue need to pay rent, which is about 2-10 suo per day depending on the location.

Choosing the one that looked the most normal, Arthur bought two of the most ordinary egg and ham sandwiches.

Arthur now has lingering fears about so-called words like 'exclusive', 'featured' and 'main recommendation', so I would like to thank you for not being sensitive.

And after Arthur lowered his requirements, this ordinary sandwich suddenly became delicious.

The omelette is watery, and the yolk flows out after one bite. Mixed with the meaty ham, you will feel a slight sense of satisfaction when you enter the mouth. There are also tomatoes and salad dressing to enhance the taste, and the lettuce adds texture. Arthur almost ate a sandwich in three bites.

This kind of imageless meal immediately caused a man and a woman to chuckle.

"That person doesn't come from the country, does he?"

"That eating look is really ugly!"

"He's carrying a box, he must be a country bumpkin!"

The man obviously wanted to show off his charm in front of his female companion, and he directly defined Arthur. Then, he just sat there and fed each other the sandwich one bite at a time.

Arthur ignored the two of them at all. After eating the remaining sandwiches in one go, he felt that he was not really satisfied and bought two more.

However, one of them is not his own——

Arthur saw the beggar again.

Just like yesterday, the beggar was basking in the sun on the side of Simok Avenue.

Due to the 'contact' speculation in the morning, Arthur was ready to try the other party again.

And a serving of food is the best excuse.

What Arthur didn't expect was that when he just got close to the beggar, but not really close to him, the beggar who had been sitting stupidly against the wall in the sun suddenly stood up and looked at him in horror. Arthur yelled again and again.

"do not come!"

"do not come!"

"You monster!"

The roar alarmed the passers-by around, and they all cast doubtful glances.

Arthur wisely did not step forward, let alone speak. Instead, he looked at the young man and woman beside him with a surprised look on his face.

Suddenly, passers-by subconsciously followed Arthur's gaze.

The young man and woman were stunned.

"not me!"

"I didn't do anything!"

The young man explained.

However, this explanation was completely useless. Instead, it really attracted all the attention of the surrounding people.

"Why are you treating an innocent man so rudely?"

"How rude!"

The righteous among passers-by began to seek justice.

Once someone takes the initiative, the rest of the group immediately starts to criticize.

No one has figured out what happened in the beginning. Anyway, just follow the scolding. You can vent your unhappiness and gain the respect of others. There is nothing more satisfying than this.

But this has nothing to do with Arthur.

He shrugged and blended into the crowd without any mental burden.

Later, when he went to look for the beggar again, he had already disappeared.

'what happened? ’

‘The dream last night was really caused by the other party? ’

'But is this reaction too big? ’

Arthur was a little confused.

According to common sense, if it was really the other party's fault, after meeting the other party today, the other party should continue to pretend to be stupid.

With such a big reaction, isn't it a case of taking the initiative to expose it?

And if the other party hadn't done it, why was the other party so frightened? He's no different from yesterday...wait!

Almost instinctively, the moment this idea appeared, Arthur looked at his right hand.

The faint odor is still there.

‘The other person can smell this! ’

‘This smell is really like something marked! ’

For a moment, Arthur narrowed his eyes.

Without any hesitation, he started looking for traces of the other party.

Although the identity of the beggar cannot be determined yet, since the other party can smell such a smell, it proves that the other party is a mysterious person.

At least, it’s related to the mysterious side!

He knew too little about the mysterious side, and now that he had finally found one, he naturally wanted to communicate as much as possible - but Arthur searched the entire West Mock Avenue and some nearby small streets and alleys three times without success. There is no trace of the other party, and the other party seems to have disappeared.

It wasn't until the sun set that Arthur chose to give up temporarily and walked towards No. 2 Kirk Street.

Just now, he had contacted Wiggins and asked him to help find him.

He believed that with the other party's professional ability and larger number of people, there would definitely be gains.

If it were other mysterious people, Arthur would not have such confidence, but for this man disguised as a beggar, Arthur had full confidence in Wiggins.

After all, goldfinger is most familiar with beggars.

Some golden fingers are even beggars themselves.

With expectations for Wiggins in his heart, and at the same time repeatedly telling himself that he must be 200% cautious recently, Arthur took a deep breath and continued walking home.

Of course, you have to avoid the alley entrance where Eivor is - he came here when he was just looking for the beggar. Eivor waved enthusiastically every time, so Arthur had to deal with it with a smile. .

But that happened for a reason. Under this normal situation, Arthur chose to avoid it.

Social fear and social arrogance are always perfectly reflected in Arthur.

And just as Arthur walked through Dal Lane to Kirk Street, he saw a modified Broome carriage parked in front of No. 2 Kirk Street.

Immediately, Arthur's hand holding the psychic box gently pressed the hidden mechanism, and the secret compartment opened silently, revealing two bundles of explosives inside.