Adler stepped into the study room, the scent of booze and the variety of cigars. He glanced at Arthur, who stood there, his gaze fixed on the books on the table. Adler's eyes betrayed a sense of urgency as he approached Arthur."You were drowning yourself in booze, Wow you surprised me, Arthur," Adler began, his voice tinged with hidden rage, “It's just... Whenever I'm alone,”Arthur's words were cut off by Adler who held no emotion on his face, "Whatever, did you catch those bastards? Where are they?" Arthur turned to face Adler, his face a mask of respect. "Yes, sir," he replied, his voice low and steady. "We've secured them in their base. They won't be causing any more trouble."Adler nodded, but a furrow deepened on his brow as he considered the next course of action. "I think it's time I paid them a visit," he declared, his jaw set with irritation.Arthur's eyes widened in surprise, and he took a step closer to Adler, concern etched across his features. "Sir, I must advise again
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