Mage Joan

"Ma'am, I am really doing my best to help Mr. Kaufman investigate the case, but unfortunately all the evidence I have is against Mr. Kaufman himself."

Ted Pinkerton sighed.

"Will you continue to trace the truth, or protect the interests of your employer? This is a difficult choice."

"Ma'am, please forgive me for making choices that displease you. After all, I am a detective."

Mrs. Josephine nodded, even showing a little bit of appreciation for Pinkerton's choice.

"You are a good detective who insists on ethics, Ted, this is very rare. Can I do something for you?"

"Madam... Your sympathy makes me more ashamed." Pinkerton hesitated for a while and finally told the truth: "In fact, you are also involved in a serial murder case, and you will even be affected by Biaufman. Mr.'s more serious allegations."

"Ted, if I say that I am innocent, you probably won't believe it. It doesn't matter. Just tell me, how can I cooperate with the police investigation?"

The countess's calm and calm expression seemed to be of no concern to herself.

"If you really want to prove your innocence, help us calm down Mr. Kaufman, and confronting the police will not help to clarify the truth, but will only push him to a more disadvantaged situation. These facts, in fact, I don’t need to say that you also I know."

"I understand, please wait." Mrs. Josephine turned to her fiance.

At this time, the conflict between Kauffman and Gladson has intensified to the point of getting out of control.

The detectives behind Gleason had all shown their weapons, and the young face could not hide the tension.

The detectives who followed Gleason to handle the case, but only six of them, the weapons in their hands were nothing but batons and sabers.

Opposite them, the Kauffman family had no fewer than 20 bodyguards, all armed with shotguns, with a murderous face, posing to defend their master.

As long as David Kaufman said, these tough bodyguards will shoot at the first time, the consequences can be imagined.

"Honey, calm down."

At the juncture between the two sides, Mrs. Josephine came and whispered softly in the ear of her fiance.

David Kaufman's face changed, and he shook his head with anger and anger: "This is not enough! Honey, I can't tolerate such humiliation!"

"David, your temper will only make things worse. For your business and for our upcoming wedding, please bear with me a little bit?"

Mrs. Josephine held the fiance's hand, her eyes soft and firm.

"This is just a misunderstanding. We went to the police station to sit down and have a cup of tea. It was just to fulfill the obligations of the lawful residents of the town. The misunderstanding will soon be lifted."

David Kaufman opened his mouth, his eyes dodged, and he dared not make contact with his fiancee's clear vision.

"My dear, if... I mean if, Gladson wanted to rectify me. When he arrived at his site, it would be difficult for us to think about leaving safely!"

"You don't worry, I won't allow that kind of thing to happen." Mrs. Josephine patted her fiance's arm, and her indifferent words showed strong confidence. "If they act in accordance with the legal regulations, I have nothing to say, but who If you dare to play tricks and bully you, I promise to let him regret getting out of the womb!"

For a social queen, a countess, Josephine's last sentence is too vulgar, revealing her bad habits of walking on the streets in her early years.

At this moment, however, no one who cares about her words cares about vulgarity or not, and all can't help shivering.

Gleason and Kirkton may be puzzled by Josephine’s sudden awe-inspiring momentum, but Joan is well aware that her momentum, as well as her crude and ruthless threat, are entirely based on her own strength.

It seems that even David Kaufman didn't know that his fiancee was actually a quasi-legendary arcane spellcaster.

Today's conflict at Kauffman's house is nothing but a farce in the eyes of Josephine. As long as she wants, the blink of an eye can kill all the police detectives.

Adults don’t want to be mad at children’s mischief.

Mrs. Josephine’s mentality at the moment is similar to this, with a confused and helpless smile on her face, just like an adult seeing a child doing a stupid thing, and a cold truth hidden behind her tolerance and generosity-she can always put This group of "bear boy" pants stripped off and beat their **** hard.

She has this strength, so she is fearless and cannot be angry.

Under the comfort of his fiancée, David Kauffman finally restrained his anger and reluctantly agreed to go to the police station for investigation.

At the same time, Mrs. Josephine also won decent treatment for herself and her fiance.

Sheriff Gleason agreed that they did not need to wear handcuffs, changed their clothes properly, and then took the carriage to the police station, as if visiting on the way.

Through the eyes of the "blood mosquito scout", Joan saw the whole arrest process clearly, and watched Kaufman and Josephine on the carriage, and he recovered the blood mosquito and fell into contemplation.

Will Kaufman respond to the overreaction of the police during investigations, will there be a ghost in his heart?

And Mrs. Josephine’s calm response may be because she has strong personal strength to back up, even if the conviction is convincing, she can easily escape the police pursuit. Both.

What exactly was the case, Joanne could not yet assert, perhaps only Mrs. Josephine knew.

Just as Joan thought, he heard familiar footsteps behind him.

Joan looked back and it turned out that it was Mr. Professor who hurriedly entered the police station door.

"Teacher, you are finally here!" Joan quickly greeted him and told Professor Moriarty the arrest process he had just seen.

After listening to his story, Professor Moriarty lit the pipe and Yun Danfeng smiled softly.

"It seems that Kaufman and Josephine are in trouble, but it has nothing to do with us, just wait to watch a good show."

"You don't seem to care about the truth of the murder?" Qiao An asked in surprise.

Hearing the student's dissatisfaction, Professor Moriarty held a pipe and waved his hand.

"It's not that I don't care, I just don't want to bring it too deep, and I seem to be pretentious."

"This is also..."

Joan's face was slightly hot, and after listening to the instructor's words, he realized that he was very concerned about this matter, and it was indeed a bit self-conscious.

The teacher and the student waited for ten minutes, and a luxury carriage stopped outside the police station.

David Kaufman jumped off the carriage with a gloomy face.

Mrs. Josephine also got out of the car and took her fiancé's arms into the police hall.

When I saw Joan and Professor Moriarty head-on, there was a trace of consternation on her face, but she immediately recovered, squeezing a slightly stiff smile, and nodded to them.

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