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Chapter 39 - We are being sucked into some troubles

Sherlock stood here in a very standard manner. After all, this was the prince's mansion. After seeing the rumored human-like third prince appear, he knelt down on one knee, "Sheriff Sherlock from the Capital Public Security Bureau has met Your Highness."

The political system on this land is actually quite chaotic. But the Second Demon Capital and most countries use the system similar to the medieval Western system. That's officials are officials and nobles are nobles.

In essence, officials are still civilians, so they need to kneel down and bow when they see royal members. As for the nobles, they only need to touch their chests and bend down.

"Sheriff Sherlock?" Lance said: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Why do you come to me?" Lance went straight to the point: "If I remember correctly, this is my first time dealing with people from the Public Security Bureau."

"I would like to enquire you for some information, Your Highness." Sherlock lowered his head, "This morning, the president of the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce was found killed outside the city's west market."

"Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce?" Lance pretended to recall his memory: "This name is a bit familiar." Then, he changed his tone: "However, what do you want to do to come to my mansion if you Public Security Bureau find a civilian killed?"

"Just some small questions, Your Highness." Sherlock said, "I heard that something happened to you at the entrance of the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce yesterday afternoon?"

"What?" Lance's voice was filled with dissatisfaction: "Are you doubting me?"

"I don't dare!" Sherlock knelt down suddenly again and said in panic: "I just came to see Your Highness to find out the situation. I want to ask if you found anything strange when you were at the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce yesterday."

"Strange?" Lance snorted: "Except for being offended by a few dwarves with no eyes, there is nothing strange."

"Dwarf? Someone from the Pound family, right?"

"Yes." Lance replied unhappily: "Have you not already known this thing? Why are you still coming to me?"

"Please forgive my presumptuous." Sherlock immediately replied: "I want to know why those blind untouchables rushed to Your Highness?"

"They were drunk." Lance said calmly: "Those dwarves are in my mansion, and now they are sober. Why don't you go and ask them yourself."

Sherlock still lowered his head: "No need, Your Highness. I'm just here to confirm the situation. This murderer is quite special, so we estimate that he will still look for the next target. Please be careful when you go out recently."

"Thank you." Lance hummed, "Is there anything else?"

"No more, Your Highness. I'm extremely sorry for disturbing you. At the same time, I would like to thank you for supporting the work of the Public Security Bureau."

Lance was not polite at all: "If you don't have anything else, get out of here. Really, it's a murder case as soon as I get up. What a bad luck."

Watching Sherlock leave, Lance's eyes gradually narrowed. Even though he was kneeling with his head lowered just now, the plug-in prompted that this guy's focus was always on him. For some reason, Lance suddenly felt a sense of crisis when facing Sherlock.

This sheriff is certainly not simple! But, the thing becomes more and more interesting.

Lance originally planned to gradually build up his reputation as a batman. This identity would be of great help to him when necessary. But he didn't expect that just by killing a president of a small chamber of commerce, people from the Public Security Bureau would come directly to his door.

This group of guys who usually only dared to greet the nobles with smiles and even turn a blind eye to their evil deeds actually now dared to come to his mansion. Did that mean... someone else with power was involved in this matter?

This chamber of commerce is not simple, too!

Just when Lance was thinking about these things, Sebastian's voice suddenly sounded: "Your Highness."

"Huh?" He looked at Sebastian: "What's wrong?"

"This is for you." Sebastian took out a black mist-like cloak from somewhere and handed it to Lance.

"What's this?"

"The Shadow Cloak." Sebastian smiled: "It is a magic prop that I accidentally obtained when traveling outsides. It can help Your Highness hide your figure in the dark and makes it difficult to find you for those who are under the high-level. With this thing, it will be more convenient for you to go out at night."

Lance's body shook suddenly and looked at Sebastian.

Sebastian noticed this change but just said: "Your Highness, you can do whatever you want. Just remember to inform me if you need my help."

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Outside the palace, Sherlock got on his mount. Watson, who was riding next to him, patted his chest and said with a palpitating face: "I'm scared to death. Sheriff, I think you may not be able to get out."

"Is it that exaggerated??"

"This is the mansion! He's the prince!" Watson exclaimed in shock: "Sheriff, you really don't want your life! If that third prince was unhappy, he will chop you down and no one can speak for you! We are just to investigate a case, why are you taking this risk? And why do you want to investigate the mansion? The third prince is so boring that he wants to kill a commoner?"

"I'm here to get some information."

"Is it because this third prince has appeared at the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce before?"

"What else?" Sherlock said while riding: "I taught you that cases with no clues should be investigated from any possible connection. The most strange place is often the breakthrough point. The most unusual thing among the recent events what we investigated about the Lizard Chamber of Commerce is this third prince."

"It is rumored that the third prince rarely goes out and has some physical problems due to his bloodline. But that he appeared at the Lizard Chamber of Commerce yesterday is quite stange. According to witnesses, he also beated three dwarves and several demons, which is the second strange point. When he got into trouble at the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce, their president was killed at night, which is the third strange point. How could I not come to investigate the situation? Besides, my application was submitted and approved by the higher-ups."

Watson obviously didn't think this was strange: "Let me talk about your strange points first. Don't you know that this prince has been out frequently these days? The most surprising one was when he ran out on a Behemoth. Moreover, he is from the royal family! The royal family! Can we guess his strength? As for the last one, it is obviously a coincidence! Do you learn anything after you went in? "

Sherlock replied: "There is something strange about the third prince."

"What?"

"Too tolerant of me but too impatient." He replied: "Dwarves like driking. If they are drunk, how come they only cause trouble for the third prince? Also, he is too tolerant of me, even though he was impatient but didn't lose his temper."

"Oh my Demon God!" Watson's face turned pale: "Sheriff! What have you done! It's a miracle that you can come out safely! This can only show that the third prince is magnanimous! Are you still thinking whether he has a good temper? You almost lost your life, you know? I beg you, please stop investigate this case, okay?"

Sherlock looked at Watson, then nodded after thinking for a moment, "You're right, I was impulsive at that time. And it was the Demon God's blessing that I could come out today."

Although he said this, he still had a trace of doubt in his eyes. He always felt that this matter was not simple.

"Then what do we do next?"

"Has the crime on that piece of paper been confirmed?"

"Yes." Watson replied: "We did find freedmen who were trafficked privately and they all had a certain amount of money on them. According to their words, the money appeared in front of everyone when they woke up in the morning. When they came out of that warehouse, they saw all the guards dead, but they had no idea what happened."

"Can this clue be checked deeply?"

"I'm afraid not." Watson sighed: "The superiors ordered that the every place of the giant lizard be sealed, and at the same time... it is forbidden to investigate about them in depth."

"Ha~." Sherlock snorted coldly and his tone full of disdain and boredom: "It's really the style of those nobles. They forbid us from digging deeper while ordering us to find out the real murderer. They don't know what they do will cause how much trouble to us."

"I thought you were used to it."

"Yeah." Sherlock' eyes darkened: "I'm used to it."

"Hey, Sheriff." Watson's face was a bit flinching: "Why don't we find a way to leave this matter to others? You said that your application was approved. This is so strange! When will those old guys dare to mess with a prince? I always feel like we are being sucked into some troubles."

"It's not now." Sherlock said calmly: "It's because we have been involved. It is impossible to retreat now. Let's go, we still have to work."

"Where are we going?"

"Morgue." Sherlock said: "Go and see what else the corpse can tell us. Besides, it's time for the warlock to come."