【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

"I heard that you have news about her?"

Dotore opened the door directly and walked in without any intention of saying hello. He went straight to the topic and even pulled out his chair and sat down without treating himself as an outsider:

"Is it related to the last seat?"

Pantalone was not surprised by Dotore's arrival. After all, the second seat would not be unaware of the fact that the ninth seat sent people to monitor the last seat.

"I will naturally report it to the Queen if I have any news. Why are you anxious?"

Pantalone lowered her head to process the documents, paused after speaking, and raised her head to look at Dottore with a half-smile:

"Is it possible that the second seat in the hall wants to take even this little credit from me?"

Naturally, Dottore didn't have much patience to play riddles with Pantalone, and he didn't follow his words. He just crossed his legs and said with a hint of refusal in his tone:

"You'd better tell me the news directly, or I'll go find the guy at the end of the seat."

"Yeah, okay, okay, okay."

Pantalone's tone was obviously perfunctory, and then she raised her head in Dotore's eyes full of impatience:

"What? Don't you trust me?"

Pantalone spread her hands pretending to be innocent:

"We have a cooperative relationship. You should know that I have no reason to hide it from you, right?"

"Ah."

Dotore seemed to have heard something very funny and lowered his head and laughed:

"As to her, that's not certain."

"Since the ninth seat will send people to monitor the last seat, it should be possible for the second seat to send people to monitor the ninth seat, right?"

Dotore's slender fingers spread out and pointedly poked the left chest:

"I know everything."

Pantalone's eyebrows raised.

That photo is indeed still in his pocket.

However, he did not intend to be led by Dotore:

"Then - why do you care about her so much?"

"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."

"After all, the flow report in your laboratory, if I want, I can find out the whereabouts of every payment."

Pantalone raised his hand and pushed up his glasses, which happened to emit a ray of light, covering his narrowed eyes:

"Your expenses have always been quite large."

The implication of Pantalone's words is obvious:

Everyone has the leverage in each other's hands, and that's it.

But Dotore did not take this threat to heart:

"So what? Speaking of which, you are much more pitiful than me."

Meaning, at least I got everything I wanted.

"Oh?"

Pantalone seemed to frown, but this dangerous expression only flashed past, so fast that people thought it was an illusion:

"I didn't think of that."

"Isn't that what a capitalist like you should think of?"

As he spoke, Dotore stood up, grabbed the back of the mahogany chair, and put the chair under the table:

"Have you changed it? It feels different."

"Oh, this time it's the last seat."

Dotore nodded and left with a "That's reasonable" look.

Pantalone watched Dotore leave, and then the dignified and dangerous expression appeared on her face again, and then stayed there.

According to Dotore, has there been any substantial progress between him and the girl?

Between the two of them, the other's thoughts are no secret.

What Pantalone didn't expect was that Dotore would actually "waste" time on this matter.

If you think about it carefully, does the girl's "death" have something to do with him?

That's right under the Queen's nose.

If it were anyone else, Pantalone would not have this suspicion at all; but this person happened to be Dotore, a lunatic.

I'm afraid that as long as he is willing, it is possible for him to fake his own death in front of the Queen.

Well, there are more clues.

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"Brother? Why do you live here?"

Dongnia entered the door, carefully glanced at the door, and confirmed that the person monitoring the current position could not hear their conversation, and then she closed the door with confidence:

"Are you in any trouble?"

Dadalia scratched his head:

"Ah, so be it."

Dongnia carried the lunch box and piled the dishes on the table one by one:

"Did you offend any of your colleagues?"

"Donia," Dadalia's voice was a little helpless, "Why is it that your first reaction is always that I have offended someone?"

Tonya is not surprised:

"After all, my brother has a character that wants to fight with everyone. It's hard not to make enemies outside, right? I'm almost considering whether I should let Tok pretend not to know you outside."

Oh, by the way, Tonya is very good at making some serious jokes, and except for her family, basically everyone will take her jokes seriously.

"Tonya——"

Before Dadalia could complain, Tonya made a gesture to stop Dadalia from screaming to the sky:

"Actually, my brother came to me for serious business, right?"

"Then let's talk before they are interested in monitoring."

On the surface, Tonya is the most gentle and kind person in the family, but in fact, her brothers and sisters listen to Tonya more than Dadalia.

After all, although Dadalia is the oldest, she is restless, childish, and even impulsive and reckless at heart.

Maybe it's because Dadalia spent a lot of time at home when Tonya was growing up, so the two people's characters and temperaments complemented each other unconsciously, which made Tonya's clumsiness and cautiousness early on.

Over time, even Dadalia will listen to Tonya's words.

"That's it, Tonya, you just need to listen to whatever I say next."

Dadalia's careless expression turned serious in an instant, even a little serious, and his voice lowered unconsciously:

"The young lady we took in is probably the person the Queen is looking for."

"She probably faked her death and escaped."

"But I don't plan to hand her over. After all, there is probably at least one of my colleagues who has other thoughts about her."

"I'm not sure whether this idea is good or bad for her."

Tonya hesitated to speak. Dadalia looked at Tonya's expression and knew what she was worried about:

"Don't worry, Tonya, I won't let her matter involve you."

Dadalia pulled out a letter from under the mattress:

"Give her this letter. It contains the address and key of a more hidden destination." Dadalia paused, then blushed unconsciously, "Also, there are some things I want to say to her. .”

"Ah."

Tonya took the letter, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she raised her eyes and looked at Dadalia with an extremely serious expression:

"Brother, have you thought about it?"

"If she is your choice, then I, and our family, will support you."