Chapter 005 Despicable Outsider

“…”

The air fell into a long silence.

Harry was stunned for a long time before he realized what he was saying. His face was flushed with anger and he seemed very angry.

He demanded, "Do you have any evidence? Why do you say I'm the murderer?"

Rong Le didn't say anything. The military police were so frightened by the plot twist that they stood still.

Harry paused, then slowly calmed down.

He touched his cane and said in a slow and proud tone:

"Mr. Detective, you came out of nowhere. Now that you've come down from upstairs, you should have seen the crime scene. Do you think that level of destruction is humanly possible?"

"I'm a member of the Truth Society, a local squire. My status and position would never allow me to have anything to do with a filthy freak... Therefore, I have no reason to murder him. I've already had enough trouble today, why would I want to make things worse for myself?"

"Yes, Mr. Detective, even if you have an idea, don't confront him face to face. We can find evidence and then arrest him." The military police whispered in agreement.

Rong Le glanced at him and said, "You are quite cute, Mr. Military Police."

military police:"……?"

Rong Le suddenly burst into laughter, breaking the frozen air.

He quickly stepped forward, grasped Harry's hand, and said to him, "Please don't be angry, Mr. Harry. I was just joking."

"ha……?"

Harry froze in place for a moment.

Rong Le held his hand tightly, her tone gentle, "It's just a little trick. Use a firm tone to intimidate the criminal and observe the suspect's true reaction. Don't you think this method is very practical? Whether it's the real murderer or not, they will be scared."

"Mr. Harry, you will forgive me, right?"

Harry was shaken by his hand enthusiastically, and before his eyes was Rong Le's particularly striking appearance as she approached.

The sarcastic words that were about to be uttered unconsciously lingered on his lips, and finally he uttered words that he himself could not believe: "...This will not happen again."

military police:"……??"

Is this the gentleman from the society he knew? !

Rong Le's lips were filled with false and sweet compliments. "Thank you for your understanding. I also believe that a gentleman like you would not be involved in such a heinous murder case."

He moved closer to Harry.

At this distance, Harry could see the detective's delicate face, his soft and shiny hair, and his beautiful eyes that were as gentle as expensive gems.

His heart suddenly started pounding.

What does he mean by this? Is he trying to seduce me? Otherwise, why would he get so close to me?

So cute! A cat with such beautiful fur doesn’t have an owner yet? Then... can I take him away?

He would tell the detective that he was not allowed to run around randomly, climb on someone and act like a spoiled child, or allow others to touch him.

He didn't know how bad the people outside could be. No, maybe he knew that such alluring beauty would only be accompanied by depravity and madness.

"Mr. Harry."

What was he going to say? This cunning detective must have known that Harry was completely defenseless at this moment. The self-control he used to be so proud of had been thrown out of Harry's mind. He would probably agree to anything he asked.

The military police were completely confused.

First, the newly arrived detective suddenly attacked the local society master. Just when he was still thinking about how to get Mr. Harry not to pursue the matter, the detective made a surprising statement to resolve the embarrassment.

The detective's behavior was completely unpredictable to him.

Just then, a voice broke the tense atmosphere.

"laugh."

Rong Le paused.

Harry woke up as if from a dream and immediately distanced himself from Rong Le. Although his body movements showed that he was still reluctant to leave, he was fully sober.

He just looked a little embarrassed.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen."

The man sat up from behind the bar, his broad shoulders slumped like a dozing lion. He yawned and ruffled his tangled hair, trying to smooth it out.

But when he put his hand down, there was still a tuft of alopecia standing stubbornly on his head.

Rong Le keenly noticed that both the military police and Harry were getting nervous.

The man chuckled softly, and said lazily in a tone that was completely different from his size: "I didn't expect to see such an interesting thing when I woke up."

His eyes casually passed over Harry and the military police and fell on Rong Le.

“…”

Rong Le found that his pupils were pure black, which made others feel oppressive.

The aura surrounding this man was like that of a wild beast in the jungle. When a weak person was stared at by him, it was like a weak prey encountering a ferocious natural enemy, and their whole body was clamoring to escape quickly.

The man stared at him for a while and said slowly:

"Mr. Harry, you should go."

"Ah? Oh yes, yes, I should go. It's these military police who kept me here for so long... Goodbye, Boss Han." Harry couldn't help but look at Rong Le again, then stood up and said goodbye.

Rong Le was no longer in the mood to look at Harry. He stared back at the man without looking away.

The young man's beautiful green cat eyes particularly attracted people's attention. He had a slender figure, with black hair scattered on the side of his neck. His overly long hair was casually tied up, and his white neck was particularly delicate under the dim light.

It seemed that his neck could be easily broken, but he himself seemed to have no idea of ​​this and kept looking at him with a bold gaze.

"Are you the boss here and the other suspect in this case?"

Rong Le not only stared at him, but also asked boldly.

"Wait... Mr. Detective!" The military police frowned, trying to curb Rong Le's overly active curiosity.

The boss's tone was calm but unyielding: "Mr. Military Police, I would like to speak to this detective alone. Could you please leave first?"

Since this man appeared, his aura almost dominated the space, and no one showed any intention of disobeying his words.

Rong Le didn't turn around. The military policeman glanced at him hesitantly and said in silence for a moment, "Then I'll come find you later. Don't run around, or Cohen will give me trouble."

After the military police left, they were finally the only two people in the space.

The boss lazily leaned his elbows on the bar, "Come closer, Detective."

Rong Le walked to the bar without hesitation.

Looking closer, the boss's angular face still showed his Asian appearance, which was particularly special in this foreign town. Rong Le looked at him curiously until the boss smiled.

"You really aren't afraid."

Rong Le: "Why should I be afraid? I'm here for the truth, and everything is for the purpose of investigating the case."

"So, that's how detectives investigate?"

The boss's tone was emotionless.

Rong Le's tone was very calm: "It's just a useful method."

In his concept, appearance is just a tool to help him gain more benefits. Although sometimes he will get into trouble because of this good card, more often than not, he does not hesitate to use this face.

Harry obviously fell for it.

Boss: "So, what truth do you want to investigate?"

Rong Le asked, "Is this the only tavern in town? I heard that most taverns also run other businesses. Is this the case here too, boss?"

Rong Le's tone sounded extremely harmless, but the content of her words still made the boss squint his eyes.

"What do you want?"

He asked again.

Rong Le's tone was still light: "You know, I'm a detective. In our line of work, we deal with a lot of people. Maybe you'll hire me someday, and I'll get what I want from you... We can work together for a win-win situation."

All Rong Le wants is information.

As the local boss of Portland, the tavern owner could undoubtedly satisfy his requirement. It was because of this that Rong Le invited the owner to cooperate.

Boss: "I don't need people to do the work, now you are begging me."

Rong Le sighed: "What do I need to give to gain your approval? Or, in other words, what kind of stepping stone should I offer you?"

The boss was very satisfied with his tact: "I'm not Harry, it's not that easy to get the answer."

"I believe in equal exchange, Detective."

The boss's expression was unclear in the light and shadow. Rong Le could only hear his calm, slightly hoarse voice saying:

"Charm me, just like Harry did."