"You only just noticed?" Hearing Emlyn's curse, Klein could not stop the corner of his mouth from twitching. Emlyn, however, sighed and said somewhat awkwardly:
"I only realized it after you mentioned it. All those physical traits I described to Mr. Sno can actually be found on me..."
"Uh..." Klein was momentarily at a loss for words. He had thought Mr. Devil's bad taste had flared up again, but it turned out... you chose it yourself? Well, it had been custom-made from the start...
Seemingly noticing Detective Sherlock's increasingly strange gaze, Emlyn decisively changed the subject:
"Forget that. Do you still want information on Jason Belia?"
What a terrible way to change the subject. Klein grumbled inwardly, but outwardly handed over the newspaper in his hand. "I have information on him too. Yesterday, the esteemed Duke Negan was assassinated, and a true Devil ravaged the land."
Although the newspaper's description avoided the supernatural domain, it still stated that the murderer was a banker named Patrick Jason. At the same time, as always, the blame was pinned on the Aurora Society.
Emlyn read the newspaper over and over, then asked in disbelief:
"So my information is useless?"
"Theoretically, yes." Klein gave Mr. Vampire a sympathetic look. "But the official organizations are still investigating the mastermind behind Jason Belia. If your information concerns that, you should still be able to sell it."
"No." Emlyn shook his head and sighed. Then Emily, who was holding Mercury Lamp beside him, suddenly raised her hand and gently patted his shoulder. Of course, this was not because Emily had come to life. Rather, Mr. Devil seemed to have endowed the puppet with some ability to move, allowing her to give certain responses according to Emlyn's emotional changes. Compared with Mercury Lamp, who could only float beside