144 Serilock And Bertson In A Murder Mystery!

I walked proudly ahead in the red light district wearing my mask and cloak. Bertram followed behind me wearing a similar outfit while pulling a wagon behind him. Everyone stepped out of our way and bowed in respect before whispering to each other in curiosity.

I took a deep breath and exhaled, "You smell that Bertram?"

Bertram took a deep whiff, "The smell of sewage and depression?"

"No! It's the smell of money!"

Bertram frowned, "Well money doesn't smell very good."

I clicked my tongue, "You shouldn't be so moody. Today's a good day!"

Bertram sighed while pulling the wagon, "I just don't understand why you couldn't have gotten a horse to pull this."

"Because this is precious cargo. A horse would poop all over the place and the smell would destroy the precious copies of my first yaoi book. Also, the red light district is filthy enough. It doesn't need horse dung adding to it."