Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 49 Stevan Fellowes
Standing in front of the gate of the luxurious manor, Marcus uttered in his heart with disgust: dog capitalist, and then walked forward with a smile on his face, negotiating with the guard guarding the gate, hoping that he could go in and pass the news.

"You want to see Master Ren?"

The guard at the gate may be hired by the Ferros family, or it may be that the family has worked for the Ferros family for generations, with the arrogance on his face that belongs to the henchman of a powerful family.

"My master has a lot of work to do every day, how can he have time to meet you two little law enforcement officers?" The guard waved his hands in disgust: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't waste time here, even if I go in and communicate, Master Renn will not agree Opinion to you."

"Are you sure you don't want to go in and communicate?" The smile on Marcus' face froze slightly, and there was a hint of chill in his tone.

"Why?" The guard laughed arrogantly: "Don't you still want to arrest me?"

"I'll give you another chance." Marcus took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice, "Now Catherine, the deputy director of the Law Enforcement Bureau and the daughter of Councilor Gilamann, is here to visit the Patriarch of the Philos family. Please go in and report."

"Daughter of Councilor Gilaman?" The guard sneered, "Unless the councilor comes in person, even if you are Councilor Gilaman's concubine, you are not qualified to see my master!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Marcus, but even Catherine's eyes were full of anger.

A doorman dares to speak rudely in person, or this person has a deep background and is confident.Either this man is from the country and doesn't know the rules.

But no matter what it is, a crime of offending a member of parliament cannot be escaped.

"Ah."

Marcus suddenly smiled: "Very good!"

He spread his hands back: "Catherine, give me the handcuffs."

"You really dare to catch me?" The guard smiled disdainfully.

Catherine put the handcuffs into Marcus's palm without saying a word.

"Now I suspect that you are related to a murder that happened last night. I arrest you in the name of the Piltover Law Enforcement Bureau. You have the right not to speak, but every word you say may become your testimony. Evidence!"

After receiving the handcuffs, Marcus handcuffed both hands of the guard without saying a word, and the arrogant look on his face could no longer hold back, showing a hint of panic.

"You really dare to catch me?" The guard's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly, "Help! Someone! Someone dares to behave wildly at the gate of Feiluosi's house!"

Marcus frowned when he heard that, how could the dignified Philos family be such a rascal, did he go wrong?
In fact, there are two families named Philos in Piltover?

Just as he was thinking, two young figures jumped out of the grove in the inner courtyard of the gate, and ran towards the gate with small steps.

Running in front was a young man with a pale complexion and a touch of sickness. Seeing that the doorman was restrained by a stranger, his eyes burst into flames and he accelerated his running pace.

Followed by a silver-haired girl, calling out: "Stevan, run slowly!"

Stevan turned a deaf ear, ran to the door and gasped for breath, watching Marcus dictating: "You, let go of Uncle Marvin!"

Marcus squinted his eyes at the boy: "You are Stevan? Stevan Fellowes?"

"That's right, it's me!" Stevan's face was full of superior arrogance, he raised his head high, and pointed his chin at Marcos: "Knowing that I'm here, why don't you let Marvin go obediently?" uncle?"

Seeing that he had a backer, the guard named Ma Wen regained his confidence in an instant, and shouted sternly, "You damn mud-legged son, didn't you hear what my young master said? Let me go quickly! Otherwise, there will be trouble later!" You are good to eat!"

Not only did Stevan not stop Marvin's attitude towards the law enforcement officer, but he showed an expression similar to "I'm very proud", as if he was very great.

However, Marcus ignored them, and instead looked at the silent girl behind: "If I'm not mistaken, you are Stevan's sister, the oldest child of the current Patriarch of Philos, Camille Bar?"

"Yes, Mr. Marcus." Camille was wearing neat blue and white breeches, and her plump legs were tightly stretched to outline a full elastic line.

What beautiful legs...

How cruel are you in the future to replace them with fine steel long knives?

What a pity!

Marcos was not at all surprised that Camille called his own name.

According to the tradition of the Philos family, each generation of patriarchs must be assisted by a chief spy who is proficient in stealth, fighting, interrogation, and espionage.

Originally, in their generation, Camille should be the head of the family, and Stevan should be the chief secret agent.

However, Stevan was born weak and sick, and was not suitable for high-intensity teaching and training. That's why the current patriarch, Ryan Fellowes, decided to replace the spy candidate with his sister Camille.

At this time, Camille should already be receiving the instruction to become the chief secret agent, and the other party's mentors are all chief leaders in all walks of life.

Under the guidance of many master figures, it is only natural for Camille to perform well.

As the only subordinate of Grayson, deputy director of the Law Enforcement Bureau, and the most likely candidate to succeed Grayson as deputy director, it is completely normal for his intelligence to appear in the other party's file.

"The most outrageous decision the owner of Rennes made in his life was to make you the chief secret agent. This is too condescending." Marcos said sincerely.

When Stevan heard this, a hint of veiled malice flashed in his eyes.

His elder sister Camille received better teaching and training than him, which made him mad with envy. At this moment, an unknown law enforcement officer dared to praise Camille in front of him.

The subtext is undoubtedly belittling him, Stevan, the only heir to take over the position of Patriarch of Philos in the future.

"Mr. Marcus praised you." Camille habitually supported her with one hand, and she had an aristocratic air in her gestures: "I don't know what's the matter with Mr. Ferros's house today? Why are you handcuffing Marvin?"

"Miss, this man despises the majesty of the Philos family, framed me for being involved in a murder case last night, and wants to arrest me." Marvin cried loudly, "You have to make the decision for me!"

"To shut up!"

It was not Camille who opened the mouth to scold, but Stevan, who had always had a good relationship with him, and saw a trace of forbearance in his eyes, and said coldly: "I am the future heir of the Philos family, and now I am here I have the final say!"

"Yes yes yes! Master Stewan, please make the decision for me, don't let this mud-legged man succeed!" Marvin lowered his head and said, "If he dares to arrest me today, wouldn't he dare to arrest you tomorrow?"

"He is going to rebel, young master!"

(End of this chapter)