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Chapter 252 You changed to another lady?
Chapter 252 You've changed to another lady?
Shameless! That Russell is absolutely shameless! The love letters are plagiarized, the novel is plagiarized, and even the chess pieces are copied verbatim—
Klein stood in front of the display case showcasing various inventions and creations of Emperor Roselle, somewhat speechless as he looked at those so-called original things.
Today wasn't the weekend, but it was a rare day off for him. He no longer had to pretend to be the powerful and influential Rastig to "recommend" stocks, so he finally had some time to himself.
Sigh—Although he no longer has to play the role of a wealthy businessman, Klein felt a sense of pressure when he thought about the society's financial plans and the situation he might face next.
He sighed inwardly and refocused his attention on the exhibition in front of him.
He followed the crowd to the section that reconstructed Emperor Roselle's study.
Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to an open hardcover book on the desk. Tucked inside was a rather old-looking bookmark. The exposed part of the bookmark depicted some shapeless, abstract images, like a child's scribbles.
After silently mocking Russell's painting skills as just so-so,
Klein suddenly remembered a page from Russell's diary he had once read. The diary mentioned that Russell had disguised a "Blasphemy Card" as an ordinary bookmark and tucked it inside a book!
Could it be—this one?
A thought struck him, and he couldn't resist asking the guide beside him, "Ma'am, are any of the books on the shelf with something clipped to them like this?"
To avoid seeming abrupt, he added, "For example—a private note written by a noblewoman to Emperor Roselle?"
This question immediately drew knowing laughter from many of the men around him. It also brought him some good news—
There is only this one bookmark in the entire exhibition hall that needs to be verified.
An opportunity! The thought flashed through Klein's mind instantly.
After a brief moment of thought, he quickly went to the restroom. After confirming that no one was around, he, as a follower of "Fool," transmitted the images and sounds of needing help to "Justice," who was far away in Queens.
After receiving a positive reply from "Miss Justice," Klein breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the restroom.
"Excuse me."
As he was planning his next move, he accidentally bumped into someone walking towards him on the shoulder at the corner.
"It's nothing," the other person replied casually, seemingly unconcerned.
Wait a minute! That voice—it sounds familiar!
"It's you?!"
Klein subconsciously looked up, and the other person was looking over at him as well.
The two spoke in unison, their faces showing undisguised surprise.
Klein and Lorne unexpectedly meet again.
"They're haunting us!"—this was the shared sentiment of both of them.
Klein's gaze quickly swept over Lorne and the woman beside him who looked somewhat familiar.
Is this—the lady who prayed to me that day?!
He recognized him; this was the person who had prayed to him during his fierce battle with Leonard that day!
That's strange. How did she end up hanging out with Lorne Disenker? Could it be—she's his pen pal?!
Are they on a date right now? He looked at Fors's carefully dressed outfit and thought to himself.
What a coincidence that we ran into each other!
"Detective Moriarty, I didn't expect to run into you here." Lorne was the first to react, and greeted him with a perfectly timed smile.
"I didn't expect that either, Mr. Disenke." Klein immediately adjusted his expression, revealing a professional smile, and returned the greeting.
"And who is this?" Fors looked at Klein with curiosity, her gaze scrutinizing him.
"This is Detective Sherlock Moriarty," Lorne introduced.
He then tilted his head slightly and added in a low voice, "It's the one who asked me to come see him before I was relieved."
"Ah! You're that heartless detective!" Fors exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth and instinctively taking a step back.
This is the detective who illegally broke into someone's home and then falsely accused his employer.
"Uh—madam, that was quite an accident." Klein looked somewhat embarrassed; he had already noticed Lorne's wicked sense of humor.
"Could this be—" He looked at Lorne and asked meaningfully.
"That's right, this is my pen pal." Lorne nodded.
"What a coincidence!" Klein's lips twitched, then he quickly explained to Fors, "Madam, this is truly a misunderstanding. I admit my behavior was a bit excessive, but I absolutely did not mean to frame my employer; it was just a small mistake during communication. Furthermore, I have already been punished by the guild—."
"Really—." Fors was still somewhat skeptical, but seeing Klein's sincere expression and the curious gazes of those around her, she maintained basic courtesy and nodded slightly in a somewhat reserved but ladylike manner. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Detective Moriarty."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am."
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"I never expected that Detective Moriarty would also be a fan of Emperor Roselle," Lorne remarked with a touch of melancholy.
"Uh—" Klein forced a smile, "Of course, being like Emperor Roselle is every man's dream."
He raised an eyebrow, deciding to take the initiative, and looked at Lorne and Fors, asking, "Are you two on a date?"
A date? Lorne was slightly taken aback. It seemed like just recently, a child had asked me the same question.
"This—a date—" Fors's cheeks flushed instantly, and she became shy. Although she still had some doubts about Lorne, as a sensitive female writer, she instinctively felt shy in the face of such a question.
"It was just a trip to an exhibition with a friend, it shouldn't really be considered a date, right?" Lorne replied with a smile, glancing at Fors, who was practically steaming beside him.
"Isn't a man and woman going shopping together alone a date?" Klein deliberately pressed.
"Really?" Lorne asked.
"Isn't that right?" Klein retorted.
"I think this lady thinks so too, doesn't she?" Klein posed the question to Fors.
"I—I think—I guess I should," Fors said shyly, her face flushed.
"Don't you think so, Lorne?" She raised her head slightly and looked at Lorne with a very serious expression.
"I—" Lorne was speechless for a moment.
Klein stared at the two embarrassed men with a smile in his eyes.
It seems that Lorne's previous conversation with Melissa was just a casual remark. He and his pen pal in front of him are actually a couple.
Just as Klein was about to breathe a sigh of relief, something else suddenly occurred to him.
Wait a minute! What if he's a two-timing scumbag?!
Tsk—
On the other side, Lorne narrowed his eyes slightly. Although Klein's expression was normal, he still caught the fleeting smile in the corner of his eye.
This guy did it on purpose. He's retaliating for what he did to the ruthless detective.
'Another strange person has arrived.' Not far away, Bernadette had taken in the whole situation. Because of Klein's sudden appearance, she abandoned her plan to contact Lorne immediately and instead, like an ordinary tourist, admired the things in the exhibition hall that made her feel incredibly nostalgic.
On the other side, Lorne, Fors, and Klein found themselves back in the exhibition hall where they first started.
"Funny! This toilet is really interesting!"
"I really want to take it back with me!"
Lorne immediately spotted Plum Blossom 5 standing enthusiastically in front of the golden toilet display case.
this--
Lorne glanced at Klein beside him, his eyes filled with doubt: Did you come together?
Klein shook his head, indicating that he was just as bewildered. He hadn't expected his unconventional boss to suddenly appear here.
"Oh, it's you, Mr. Disenk. We meet again." The Five of Clubs also noticed Lorne and greeted him with a smile.
"Oh, I didn't expect Sherlock to be here too." He then looked at Klein next to Lorne.
"Sir, what are you doing here?" Klein asked hesitantly.
"How could I miss such an interesting event as the Russell Memorial Exhibition?" said the Five of Clubs without hesitation.
"Look, the toilet in my room can be replaced with one like this!" He pointed to the gold toilet in the display case.
So that's what you like—you like this flamboyant style, huh?—Klein gained a whole new understanding of his terrible boss's tastes.
Plum Blossom 5 didn't dwell too much on the toilet issue, but instead turned her gaze to Lorne—who was standing next to Fors—and looked him over with a smile.
"Sir, what—what do you want to do?" Fors felt a chill run down her spine from his undisguised and aggressive gaze.
"Hmm—" Club 5 stroked his chin, lost in thought.
Then, he looked at Lorne and gave him a wicked smile.
"Not that blond guy from last time!"
"You changed to another one?"