"That's Daniel," Marlowe said with a satisfied smile. "But don't worry, he won't bother that kid again. If I didn't feel like he was rotting meat that would poison me, I'd probably have chewed off one of his legs already."Old Bernard scratched his head, which didn't itch."I thought you'd gone somewhere," Old Bernard said."Yes," Marlowe replied cheerfully. "I went into the bushes to change and watch that guy named Daniel wandering around in front of your shop, peeking, then going around and coming back."Old Bernard nodded, relieved that Marlowe was reliable.He briefly recounted what had happened to Noel. "That kid's nothing, just a coincidence related to Daniel.""Huh, thank goodness," Marlowe said. "I hate the idea of a kid that young being trained to be a criminal.""What did you do to Daniel?" Old Bernard asked."Just bit his leg until he couldn't chase that kid anymore," Marlowe said casually. "Tch, his feet were dirty and smelly, making me have to drink a lot after taking
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