Robert let out a sigh.
"Looks like an unwelcome visitor has come to see me."
I knew he might show up at least once, but I didn't expect him to come while I was away.
"The chief investigator must have a busy schedule. I didn't know he could keep my room empty for so long."
And to top it off, he was caught rifling through the documents in my room, but he didn't seem the slightest bit remorseful.
"Since we didn't make an appointment, I didn't even know a guest was coming."
He spoke briefly and sat on the sofa to one side.
Detective Urseau sat in the honored seat as if it was expected.
"So what brings you here? Waiting for me in an empty room for dozens of minutes?"
"Are you here to give me some applause?"
"It could be uncomfortable if you just rummage through documents as you please, don't you think?"
Detective Urseau frowned, seeming displeased.
'He's not really upset. He's just trying to break my spirit before getting to the point.'
It was obvious even without looking.
"Anyway, you're going to come up to the assembly, right?"
"Seeing one person and having all the members see it are different things."
"Strict, aren't you?"
Fortunately, real secrets aren't stored in places where anyone can see them.
What he was looking at were things that were not particularly important.
'But that doesn't mean it's not inconvenient.'
There are things you can see when you collect even small pieces of information.
For example, the flow.
"What about the investigation into the maker of 121?"
"...We cannot find the whereabouts of Detective Urseau after he disappeared. It seems like he went underground."
"I should have caught him there for sure," said Robert, rolling his head before he deemed it appropriate to respond.
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"Surely there must be a lot of dissatisfaction with my successor's actions. He must have caused a lot of trouble by acting on his own."
"I am just relieved that he is alive. Both Detective Cassilia and Urseau are talented individuals."
"Well, that's true. If Urseau’s only successor had died while on duty, I would have had to face criticism."
He looked at the man in front of him. He was still grinning.
"It was the same on that day."
"Are you talking about the day when Arcangelo Urseau became an investigator?"
"I see you remember."
"It wasn't something easy to forget."
When the man in front of him was younger, Robert and he had been bitter enemies.
It was because of an incident caused by Urseau's successor.
"On that day, the director of investigations told me he couldn't cancel Arcangelo's appointment."
"Because that was Urseau's will. You know that better than anyone, don't you?"
"He was a stubborn one."
"That's why he only assigned him light duties. He said that if that boy died, you would be responsible."
Congressman Ursaei crossed his legs.
"So are you trying to hold me responsible for the danger that Detective Urseau faced this time?"
Robert smiled at the arrogant congressman.
"This mission was not my intention, it was ordered by the Congress."
"In the end, if the director of investigations hadn't accepted my successor, this wouldn't have happened."
"How can you arbitrarily cut off someone's will?"
An invisible sword constantly swayed between the two.
"Enough."
The first to cut it off was Congressman Urseau.
"After this is over, I'll retire, Arcangelo. I can't stand paying the price for such nonsense."
"Have you talked to Detective Urseau?"
"You're the head of the investigative department."
"No matter how much I am the head of the investigators, I cannot retire them recklessly. It's an abuse of power."
Robert's laughter still didn't subside.
Congressman Urseau stood up and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, Chief Investigator Pandeia."
"Yes."
"Stay within the lines."
The strength slowly entered.
"I know that the Chief Investigator is investigating our family. Just stop right there."
"......"
"After all, the Chief Investigator is nothing but a pawn in Pandeia's plan. Even if she married a direct female heir and got between them, she is ultimately just a pawn in their plan."
Pain was felt in the shoulders.
Nevertheless, Robert's smile did not disappear from his face.
"Attacks are just attacks. No one among us really wants to upset this balance."
"Is that all you want to say, Congressman Urseau?"
"Entrust the mission of catching the creator of 121 to Arcangelo," said the commanding officer.
"That is impossible," replied the investigator firmly.