Chapter 231 [X-077 Super Spacetime Postage Stamp]_3

Could this be the case again?

Robin Smith laughed and shook his head, "No. I'm here for that Young Master Williams."

"Oh?"

Leonard Churchill knew he was referring to Lew Williams and suspected something.

For the great detective to get involved, it was either some difficult case or a protection mission.

Either way, it was no simple matter.

An internal issue within the Black Gold Trade Union?

Leonard Churchill had recently read the newspapers and picked up some fragmented news.

With no interest, he didn't inquire further.

Robin Smith didn't seem inclined to share more and instead, unusually, offered advice, "But your current situation isn't looking good. It's best to keep a low profile these days."

Listening, Leonard Churchill let out a self-deprecating chuckle; of course, he was aware of his fugitive status. Testing the waters, he asked, "You know about it?"