Klein had turned the tables and threatened Leonard, leaving Leonard gritting his teeth in fury with no way to deal with him.
Klein had clearly admitted in private that he was himself, yet for the sake of the Nighthawks, Leonard could not reveal his identity. This guy had even threatened him, saying that if Leonard caused him to be exposed, it would be Leonard's fault. Leonard could only grit his teeth and endure it.
"What do you want this time?"
Leonard asked unhappily.
This guy caused a whole mess every time. Who knew whether he actively sought trouble or trouble simply found him? It was truly speechless.
"Protect me for a while. The person behind Mersault wants to kill me."
Klein said frankly.
Leonard immediately revealed a mocking expression. "You need protection? Just have the Holy Cathedral blast them with cannons!"
Klein: ----
Why was everything this guy said so barbed?
"Say something! What, do you look down on me?"
Seeing that Klein remained silent, Leonard deliberately leaned close and asked.
Klein took a step back and said warily, "Stay away from me. Don't even think about touching my ass!"
Leonard immediately seemed to have found Klein's sore spot. He promptly leaned closer, preparing to disgust Klein again, when he heard the captain cough.
"Leonard, you—if you like men, you still need to court them." Dunn sighed helplessly, clearly troubled by the fact that one of his teammates was such a bastard.
Leonard: ----
"Captain, I'm not, he's—"
Leonard pointed at Klein. Just as he was about to reveal Klein's identity, he noticed Lynch and Daly beside Dunn.
He unwillingly shut his mouth.
The Holy Cathedral would not allow it.
"He's Detective Moriarty. Leonard, you're about to pursue him, yet you don't even know his name? Looks like love at