"I?"

Hearing this, even Catalina herself was a little shocked.

It's not that she's afraid, it's because she's just a novice when it comes to infiltrating in disguise, and Miss Quinn looks obviously more experienced.

Quinn looked her up and down suspiciously with green eyes, then sighed:

"Are you serious? Or do you want to make a joke at a time like this?"

"I'm serious. Catalina is the best candidate among the three of us."

The long black leather boots stepped on the wooden floor, making a harsh sound. Quinn took a few more steps, turned around and argued:

"But she is the fiancée of that prince and the future heir of the Oakland family. We cannot afford any danger."

"Yes, but Catalina is the best choice."

Ed explained to her:

"...In a banquet like this, the guests are anonymous and mixed, so the club must prohibit weapons. If you need to search before entering, the device around your neck will cause a lot of trouble."

Device? Catalina glanced cautiously at the dark gray scarf wrapped around Quinn's neck.

Although she didn't know what the so-called "device" was, there must be something hidden under that scarf that she didn't know about.

Some kind of magic necklace...?

"It's nothing." Quinn bit her lip, "On the outside, it's just ordinary metal jewelry. People who like to wear trendy decorations are everywhere these days. I can find a way to deal with it."

"The most important point: you should know what's in the kitchen. I'm not sure how much those 'ingredients' will stimulate your symptoms. Once you lose control, no one can disable that device."

After listening to what Ed said, Quinn took a deep breath, sat back on the bed, and grabbed a handful of black hair on her forehead with both hands:

"Is there no other way? How about you carrying out the task?"

"I can only complete simple actions when controlling the one-eyed spider, so I can play more roles outside, but it is difficult to multitask when I go inside." Ed explained.

"...And Miss Catalina is also a Level 2 Extraordinary. She is proficient in swordsmanship and knows defensive secrets. She can support us even in emergencies."

"What's more, when I am controlling the one-eyed spider, I also need someone to guard the room for me and coordinate with the West District team that is about to arrive."

"I still feel..."

Seeing that Quinn was still hesitant, Ed gently patted Quinn's shoulder with his palm, his eyes brightening like stars in the night:

"I trust Miss Catalina. Just like I trust you."

"No problem, Miss Quinn, just leave it to me."

Seeing this, Katarina also pulled out the broken handle of the family sword "Heart of the Tree" from the sheath, held it flat in front of her chest, pressed her left palm on the sword grid, and swore solemnly:

"Owing to the sword of the ancestors, Katarina will live up to your trust, protect the safety of Mr. Burke Orton, and save children from fire and water."

"You guys, no matter how you look at it, you look like a child who hasn't grown up..."

Hearing Catalina's vows, Quinn couldn't help but smile on her cold face:

"...But that's it. Ed, first tell us how we should kill the guy upstairs without leaking anything."

…

Knock knock knock…

The knocking sound came from the next room.

The man opened his eyes warily and stood up from the bed. Faint blue blood vessels could be seen under his pale skin.

The room was as quiet as ink, and the dim light outside the window was dimmed by the curtains into a cold color. He took out his pocket watch, and it was not yet dinner time.

Could it be that he was being targeted by crows? He walked quietly to the door and leaned against it to listen.

"What's up?"

The door opened. A deep, rich male voice replied angrily.

Another passionate baritone emerged:

"Hello, do you need some Dr. Morrison's panacea? There are mixed pills made with magical herbs from the New World, which can enhance your physical strength and energy and relieve discomfort..."

"No need, go quickly."

With an impatient voice, the door slammed shut with an angry sound.

Drug salesman?

The man breathed a sigh of relief. These kind of people are everywhere these days, slithering through every opening like rats.

But many years of concealment experience told him not to let down his guard. The crows of the Bureau of Investigation will always hover in the sky of the city.

He knew how they did things: they were just chirping little sparrows at first, they were harmless, but once you showed your true nature, the real crows would come looking for you.

Although he was in the hotel, he knew that if the crow really came to his door, the people who wanted the club would not save him——

He is just one of the many who crave taboos, and is not worth burning down an entire granary for a grain of grain.

He can only rely on himself for everything.

"Hello sir, would you like some Dr. Morrison's elixir?"

Knock, knock, knock. The sound finally came to his door.

What should I do? Run away now?

Although the door and window on the side have been closed by him, he can still break the window and escape if necessary.

But the man didn't dare to do this. Maybe he could escape this time, but next time, the real crow would be circling above his head.

Knock knock knock.

"Hello?"

Wait a minute and wait and see what happens. The man said silently.

Knock knock knock! The sound is a little louder.

Why haven't you left? Why has this guy stayed in my room for so long?

With the thirst in his heart, the man's long nails became as long and sharp as a razor, faintly exuding a metallic luster.

Do you want to kill this annoying guy?

If it is handled properly, the police will find his body tomorrow. He can escape to other cities overnight, but he will probably be expelled from the Desire Club...

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the man felt a chill crawling up his spine.

Wait, why is there wind?

I've obviously closed the window.

When he came back to his senses, the man only felt a buzzing sting.

The original vision of the right eye socket is covered by a dagger. The dark blue metal pattern is like a bright star map, and the two handles of different colors are refreshing.

What a beautiful dagger...

The man's last ray of consciousness let out a heartfelt admiration, and then lost all functioning functions.

The remaining body was like a machine that had stopped suddenly, and it fell to the ground with a muffled sound, like a sampan being caught in the waves.

"Hello sir, do you need a panacea?"

The annoying knocking on the door still didn't stop.

"It's over! If you don't get out, I'll call someone!"

There was an angry shout from outside the door of the next door.

"I'm really sorry, I'm leaving now..."

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Really...who let this guy in?"

As the footsteps drifted away, the door to the next room also closed.
Chapter completed!