About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Orson nodded to show that he understood Chen's troubles and hoped that he could help.

"Thank you very much, Orson. I really misunderstood you before. I always thought you were a frivolous, philandering guy who was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger."

"That's quite a big bias... So what should we do specifically?"

Orson asked how to 'pretend to be a couple'. Although he had experience in that area, he would definitely be stunned if he suddenly asked himself "what should couples do".

"Let's go arrest someone together?"

Chen pondered for a few seconds and made an uncertain suggestion.

"It doesn't seem appropriate."

"Then let's work overtime together in the interrogation room?"

“It seems even worse than the last one.”

"Let's go to the medical examiner's office and wait for the autopsy report?"

"This is so horrible! And this all sounds like what you and Ghost Sister usually do, Officer Chen?"

Orson finally couldn't help but complain, while Chen turned his head away with an expression that said, "There's nothing I can do about it!"

"Anyway, I've never been in a relationship, how could I possibly know?"

Chen was so angry that he turned against his opponent and bit back.

"Anyway, just show your intimacy in front of him. I think everyone does that."

In the end, Chen gave Orson an action plan with "great room for development".

"What did you do?"

Just as Orson and Chen were plotting loudly, Adams, who had been left out for a long time, came over.

"Nothing, we're going to eat."

Chen responded casually, while Adams stared at Orson beside him with a frown, and then snapped his fingers as if he had thought of something.

"Since we're having dinner—I'll treat you and your boyfriend today, Officer Chen, as a thank you for helping me solve the convenience store murder case. How about that?"

"—sure, what do you think, Orson?"

"Huh? Okay."

Orson nodded, while Adams and Chen each made their own calculations in their minds.

——I don’t know where this little guy came from, and he’s dressed so tacky... I’m going to make you look ugly in this high-end restaurant!

——This is a good opportunity to tell that idiot to stop bothering me.

——It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten authentic Chinese food, hehehe

The three of them, each with their own ulterior motives (one of them was a foodie), headed towards the super famous restaurant in Longmen.

Inside a 'Three Star Ice Cream' western restaurant in Longmen——

"Why are these things again..."

Orson stared at the strangely shaped "upper-class food" in front of him with a disillusioned expression.

"What's the matter, Mr. Orson? Don't you know how to use a knife and fork?"

Adams looked at Orson's deflated expression and thought he didn't know the dining etiquette, so he mocked him openly.

"No, I've simply eaten it many times before and it's not to my liking... I was expecting to get something like steamed buns and fried dough sticks."

Back in Casimir, Aunt Zofia would occasionally treat Maria and Orson to better meals. Even back in Che City, they'd often been dragged to lavish, obscure dinners by strange nobles. But even those seemingly luxurious restaurants always tasted bland to Orson. Perhaps his otherworldly stomach simply couldn't appreciate the extravagant ingredients of Terra.

"Tsk...!"

Adams clenched his fists, and Orson muttered to himself, "I've tasted enough," while using the cutlery to eat elegantly and gracefully, making him look like a real upper-class person who was "tired of delicacies."

Damn, I was fooled by this kid!

Adams thought it was a bad idea, but it wasn't over yet.

"Orson, Orson."

Chen, who was sitting next to Orson, whispered Orson's name, indicating that he should find some way to show his affection.

"Um, sorry, this is my fault, Officer Chen."

"What dereliction of duty—uhuh?"

Orson, who had perfectly misunderstood, stood up from his chair, took the initiative to use a towel to pad the champagne in the ice bucket, opened it and gently poured it into the glass in front of Chen. Then he skillfully took out a scarf and wrapped it around Chen. He also used the Originium technique to reheat the baking tray that had cooled down a little. After that, he served tea and water and took care of Chen in every possible way.

"I'm going to give you this tip back! I'm really embarrassed to accept it. My conscience is guilty!"

The waiter next to him slammed the tip on the table while crying, and then went straight to complete the resignation procedures.

"..." "..."

Chen and Adams were speechless.

- Could it be that Tallulah's life in the North wasn't as difficult as I thought, and was even more enjoyable?

Because of Orson's meticulous "service", Chen had a hint of doubt in his heart.

Most people are always confused by Orson's ordinary temperament and appearance, and therefore forget that he is actually a person who "can go to the Emperor of Ursus for dinner with Black Snake, and can also accompany Kal'tsit to make instant noodles in a beaker in front of the operating table."

"Now that we've finished our meal, let's take a short walk, Officer Chen, Mr. Orson?"

Adams suffered a great setback, but he did not intend to give up just like that, and began to plan his next move.

"Orson, what do you think—why are you clearing the plates?"

Chen habitually asked Orson what he thought, but he saw that the other party had an occupational disease.

——It’s just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. I will show my financial strength soon and defeat you completely!

——Xingxiong seemed to have said before that what lovers should do when shopping...what was it, carry weapons?

——Finally, I can wander around without worrying about being seen by Tallulah and the others!

The three of them, each with their own agenda, began to digest their food after the meal.

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A luxury shopping pedestrian street somewhere in Longmen——

"Officer Chen, you always wear this Guards Bureau jacket. It's really a waste of your lovely and handsome face. If you don't mind, you can go here and pick out some spare clothes. Don't worry about the money, these are all our family assets."

Adams, who was walking in front, asked Chen with a smile, and mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that the luxuriously decorated clothing stores around him were all his own businesses.

"Uh-oh."

Chen responded absentmindedly, all her attention focused on Orson's waving little hands beside her.

No matter how hard I tried to recall my previous conversations with Xingxiong, in the end I could only remember that "intimate couples would hold hands and walk on the street."

So, should I hold hands? Hmm... I don't want to do that, but the purpose this time is to solve the problem of being harassed in the future, so I still have to show intimacy, right?

While Chen was still brainstorming frantically, Adams, after showing off his financial resources in a self-proclaimed "low-key" manner, turned the topic to Orson.

"By the way, Mr. Orson, what do you do for a living?"

"Eh? Me?"

Orson blinked, not really knowing how to answer this question for a moment.

Although I often run around, I don't have a clear name that I can use.

"I guess I'm just a part-time worker."

Orson said this with some uncertainty, and was immediately met with almost undisguised ridicule from Adams.

"Working? Haha, you really know how to joke. But if you think about it carefully, aren't we, the police officers of the Imperial Guard Bureau, also..."

"Drip drip drip"

"Sorry, I'll take a call."

Adams was interrupted by Orson's cell phone.

"Hello—Uncle Mainna? It's been a while since we last spoke. What's up? Well, the factory is almost finished. Oh... I really don't know much about that. Please ask Natalia's father. He's probably been slacking off now that he's no longer in charge of Che City. Profit sharing? It's too early to talk about that now. Besides, this isn't all about making money—eh, the expected profits can buy half a Grand Knight Territory?! No... even so, forget it. We're doing this for this world. Um, um, cough cough cough—! Nothing strange has ever happened between me and Maria!?"

I don’t know what he talked about with the office worker Maenna, but Orson hung up the phone in a panic, and then looked at the two of them with some embarrassment.

"Sorry, a friend just called... Please continue, Mr. Adams."

"..."

Adams opened his mouth but no sound came out. He was wondering whether the 'Great Knight Territory' that Orson had just mentioned was the mobile city-state located in Casimir, the venue for the knight competition.

"..."

Chen Ye blinked. She could no longer imagine her sister's difficult and hard life in the North. Instead, she could only imagine... a barbecued pork cat that looked like Tallulah.

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After hitting a wall twice in a row, Adams decided to make one last attempt.

"How about a little exercise at the end, Officer Chen, Mr. Orson?"

Adams pointed to the military training ground not far away and asked the two of them.

"Okay, Adams, let me see how you've grown now!"

"Wait wait wait...why do you suddenly seem so excited and eager to try? Let me have a sparring match with Mr. Orson."

Adams hurriedly waved his hands to calm Chen down, then looked at Orson next to him.

"I'll be at your service, Mr. Adams."

Orson nodded slightly assent to the act written as 'sport' and pronounced as 'duel'.

——Humph, you are so short and don’t look very strong. Watch me peel off your disguise completely!

——I want to fight too, so I’ll fight Xingxiong later.

——Officer Chen has been staring at my palm for half an hour. Is this a secret code?

The three of them once again walked into the "Big Bird Fencing Club" with their own ulterior motives.

And just like before, things turned out completely different from what Adams expected.

"Then let's have a woooo ...

The two men who had agreed to duel had just entered the club not long ago when a few girls suddenly surrounded Orson. When they saw Orson, they took out their phones and took pictures without saying a word. Then they completely ignored Chen's scolding and forcibly dragged Orson into a small room. They didn't let Orson out until half a day later.

"Orson, what happened just now?"

Chen asked Orson what happened in a somewhat unhappy tone, while Orson rubbed the back of his head while grinning foolishly.

"I was asked to sign autographs and take a photo... I didn't expect someone at Longmen would recognize me. Should I call it the synchronicity of people who enjoy practicing knight swordsmanship?"

"?"

Chen tilted his head, completely confused as to what Orson was talking about.

“…Is it about time to start?”

Adams on the side had veins all over his face. He challenged this guy to a duel, but before the fight even started, the guy was dragged away by a group of girls. The girls didn't even look at him!

——No matter who this guy is, I will definitely break his nose and knock his teeth out!

Adams held the wooden sword he was practicing on tightly in his hand, staring intently at Orson opposite him.

"Don't you need to wear protective gear, Mr. Adams?"

Orson weighed the sword in his hand and asked the other party at the same time.

"No need! You better be careful. When I was in Victoria—"

Boom! !

Before Adams could finish his words, he felt a dull thud in his head. Then the whole world began to spin.

"I didn't expect that you wouldn't even be good enough to qualify for the finals..."

Orson looked at Adams lying on the ground with his left hand pointing to the sky and his right hand holding a wooden sword and complained quietly.