Ethan is a Holmes novel enthusiast.
Victorian architecture, fog city, a bizarre murder case, coupled with the black coat he wore, the detective elements were all in place.
As he entered, the eyes of the people in the Security Office converged on him.
Then, these people simultaneously frowned and showed a look of disdain.
They recognized Ethan's identity—detective of the Truth Society. Only they would dress like this, and what they least liked were detectives because they usually meant trouble; those cases that could be overlooked, detectives would come and stir them up.
Luckily, they did not recognize him.
Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.
Although "Imperial Truth" was trending in the Empire under the new cabinet's push, Ethan had deliberately emphasized to Ave not to plaster his photo everywhere; he did not want people suddenly appearing and tearfully shaking his hand wherever he went.
After some eye exchanges, finally, a policeman from the Security Office resignedly came up.
