Arthur looked at his earnest partner and nodded inwardly in satisfaction.
What he appreciated most about Maltz was precisely that cautious, serious attitude.
Only then could he feel at ease.
"Come on, let's take a look at Ms. Camille's house."
With that, Arthur headed forward.
The mannequins had come out of there that morning, so naturally, they needed to investigate.
Maltz signaled for one patrol officer to go back and report and another to stay behind to guard the scene. Everyone else followed.
However, after they entered the Whitebird District, Arthur sent another patrol officer to 6 Whitebird Street-as partners, they ought to help each other out regularly, shouldn't they?
The head of the Camille household was Linda Camille's mother. The family's main business was jewelry, and they not only held a large market share in South Los but also owned numerous businesses in the Inner Bay. They were enormously wealthy-rumor had it that quite a few noblemen had proposed to Ms. Camille, but all had gone away empty-handed.
As a result, there was also plenty of speculation about who Linda Camille's biological father was.
Some guessed he was a wandering knight.
Some guessed he was the old Count of South Los.
Others guessed he was the Inner Bay's Old Lion.
But those were all just guesses. No one knew who he was.
Standing outside No. 22 in the Whitebird District, Arthur and Maltz quietly waited for the servants to report back.
No wonder those rich girls were so friendly to Linda Camille back at Amanda's Cat Friends' Home. So that was why.
Arthur recalled some of the rumors about Ms. Camille and pondered them silently.
A moment later, a gray-haired but spry butler came out.
A military man!
Maltz immediately recognized the familiar air about him.
Arthur, however, was