Dragon Master novel Maximilian novel Chapter 872

The curator slightly raised the corner of his lips and seemed pleased to hear the request of Maximilian.

"As you wish." He accepted the proposal, and called up all his men to the place without any hesitation.

All those museum employees, gathering around the spot and wondering what was going on, were all lined up in front of Maximilian, waiting for further instructions from their boss.

Maximilian ran his eyes over the queue, shook his head and sighed, "I appreciate both the co-operation of you and your men, Mr. curator. However, there is still one man missing in the queue."

Maximilian was actually not sure about whether there was one man missing or not. However, knowing that something was hidden deep underneath the inside of the curator, Maximilian chose to take a chance and see whether he could dig out more clues from this suspicious man.

Fortunately, it seemed that Maximilian had perfectly reached his purpose. Hearing the words of Maximilian, the curator broke out into a cold sweat and said tremblingly, "Well… It was not the truth. What makes you think of that?" 

It seemed that Maximilian successfully won the bet. Indeed, there was one man missing among the employees, who was the nephew of the curator.

Suddenly, one of the employees looked around his colleagues and asked loudly, "Hey, does any see the nephew of the curator? Where did he go?" The words reminded all the others around him, and aroused their heated discussion about the absent nephew of the curator.

"Silence, you idiots! He just happened to not be here today!" The curator shouted at his men angrily. All those employees were surprised and confused by the unusualness and overreaction of their boss since he was supposed to be a good-tempered man and would never get angry no matter how playfully they spoke to him in daily contact.

"Now, it seems obvious to me that the identity of the suspect." Said Maximilian quietly with his eyes closed.

Hearing that Maximilian had figured out who the suspect was, all the employees went up and surrounded Maximilian, waiting for the truth to be exposed. For Jude, as she was sighing for the incredible efficiency and insight of Maximilian, she was also wondering whether the conclusion he drew was set up on a countable basis.

Maximilian slightly opened his eyes, looked at the curator and said, "The theft, Mr. curator, is your nephew!" As Maximilian's voice died away, everyone in the presence turned to the curator, which quickened the curator's heartbeat.