Upon seeing her, he suddenly became more clear-headed.

Leila felt a twinge of embarrassment at what she had just said, but she didn't want to show it.

"Anyway, that's that."

"......"

"Oh, by the way, since you're here, it looks like we're having a meal together. When is Deective Urseau coming?"

Although he was less awkward than Arcangelo, this atmosphere was even more tense.

If only it were the usual bickering with Vigol, she would have been annoyed but still comfortable. She couldn't understand why Arcangelo Urseau suddenly fell silent.

"The owner has already left for work. He told me to tell you that there is a lot of work to be done because of the Duke's affairs, so only the two of you will be having a meal."

Just the two of them?

Their eyes met. The faces of Leila and Arcangelo twisted simultaneously. It was Arcangelo who got up from his seat first.

"Well then, I'll eat in my room. There's no point in coming all the way to the restaurant for this."

"The owner has a message for you, Arcangelo Urseau. Don't forget what I said."

At that moment, Arcangelo had a face that Leila had never seen before. She noticed one thing when she looked straight at him.

He had never been truly angry in front of her before.

"No, can we really say that he was just angry?"

Anger. Hatred. Disgust. All of these dark emotions, along with an inexplicable feeling, crossed his face.

Arcangelo sat back down.

It was an unexpected move.

"The chief of bureau of investigation has a message for Detective Cassilia which he requested to be passed on."

Although I didn't understand why, I had thought about leaving myself if he didn't leave. Sensing Leila's mind, Sijong spoke up.

"Stay close to Detective Urseau. If you fall behind, it will be treated as unpaid leave."

Leila's face was filled with astonishment. How can he make such a conscienceless statement like that? Ordering overtime work like this!

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"What the hell are you talking about!"

"He said that if you continue to stick around, you will receive a bonus of 300% of your salary."

Leila sat down. Arcangelo looked dumbfounded.

"That's ridiculous. It's just money..."

"Perhaps it's hard for a nobleman from a wealthy family like yourself to understand, but this is the plight of a mere salaried worker."

His face looked as if he was seeing an oddity. Leila completely ignored his gaze.

"I said it, but it was just nonsense."

The moment she heard Sijong's words, Leila recalled the secret mission Robert entrusted to her yesterday.

"Decrypt his poison and monitor Detective Arcangelo Urseau from the closest position possible. If you notice anything suspicious, report it to me immediately."

That's a reason for her to stick close to him. At the same time, it's an order to herself.

"Make sure to monitor Arcangelo Urseau thoroughly."

Anyway, she couldn't forget it.

"You have to save enough money to live comfortably in retirement. You never know when it's time to retire as a prosecutor."

"Don't we have to check if we can retire safely before that?"

"Even if you face hardships, you can't die because you've saved money until now."

"Seriously."

Leila rambled on while looking at Arcangelo, her mind becoming muddled.

"There's a possibility of betrayal....

She lowered her eyelids and hid her now cold gaze.

"Arcangelo Urseau, could you really be a traitor?"

She was still troubled.

However, Leila Cassilia was an investigator, and it was the duty of an investigator to faithfully carry out orders.

Besides, this wasn't exactly cutting a colleague's throat.

* * *

"It's annoying," Arcangelo said, his face furrowed. Leila was nodding off in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall.

"It's bothering me," Leila Cassilia followed him around, having heard about it in the morning. She wasn't doing anything, just watching him and dozing off like a sick chicken.

"If you slept so well, why do you need to sleep again? You should have just slept in your own bed."

Arcangelo tried to shake Leila hard, but she didn't respond. It was expected. You couldn't get a response from someone who was sleeping.

Despite knowing this, Arcangelo couldn't just leave Leila Cassilia alone.

"It's bothering me."

Who dared to offer help for my subject? He was complete on his own. He didn't need anyone's help.

Especially not from a petty feline like that.

But eventually, he needed the help of that petty feline. He was damned by that criminal.

"There's really no one more idiotic."

Arcangelo tried to shake Leila's shoulder to wake her up, but as soon as he touched her, a memory flashed before his eyes.

"Arcangelo, please, stop it!"

He quickly moved away from her. Looking at himself in the window reflection, he saw that his ears were red.

"God damn it."

He cursed at himself.