Don’t play tricks, you will be discovered

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At close to twelve o'clock, Edward came out of the library of the Cragg Club and went downstairs to the restaurant for lunch. A Highland-style lamb chop, a strawberry cheesecake, and the drink of choice was appetizer apple juice. The lamb chop was barely considered a staple food.

, today’s limited supply of butter lobster is worth looking forward to, and you can also get a delicious seafood pasta later.

The cheese cake is sour and sweet, the juice will bring a perfect taste experience, the lamb chops are juicy and delicious... This is the human taste. Edward slowly and leisurely cuts the food on the plate with a knife and fork. The taste of cheese is similar to the loss of intellectual body.

The last glimmer of hope is that chicken with lettuce has the refreshing taste of digestive star cores. Apple juice and liqueur can bring about a dizzy and satisfying feeling after consuming too much food and knowledge at one time. This is a very inefficient eating.

But it feels good.

Halfway through the meal, a human came to the table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Vaughn." The male human said briskly, "I've been seeing you at the club lately."

"Yes, now is the most leisurely time before the New Year."

Edward answered politely, comparing this voice with the voiceprints he had stored with higher frequency under the category "Krag Club", and quickly found the answer: "Today's lamb chops are delicious, maybe you

You can consider giving it a try, Mr. Talim."

"You're right, I happen to be still hungry." Talim, who had just finished his morning work, happily accepted and quickly went to the self-service area. When he came back, he had brought two lamb chops and pies. He sat on Edward

The person opposite me was not in a hurry to eat, but instead asked with great interest:

"Mr. Vaughan, the recent serial murders are really disturbing. Are you paying attention to this matter?"

"Of course." Edward took a bite of the pasta. "This is very interesting creative material. I have been learning about the situation through newspapers."

Talim showed a genuine expression: "The detectives are also very concerned about the follow-up of this heartbreaking case." He nodded towards a table next to him, "The two over there are my friends, and one is a reporter.

One is a great detective, and they are discussing this matter."

He looked at the food and nodded: "Since this matter has attracted such widespread attention, clues should be found soon."

"I hope so." Talim shook his head and sighed, and raised another topic very naturally, "I wonder what you think about love? A friend of mine recently finally got his wish to find the object of love at first sight, but neither party

I can get comfort from this relationship."

"By the way, Mr. Vaughn, you have a rich family fortune, excellent connections and charm, why don't you find a woman to spend the rest of your life with?" Talim digressed, "I heard that you were active in the war as a soldier.

If you were ten years younger, I would want to hire you as my mentor."

"...I once welcomed a mistress, so there is no extra space for the next person." He glanced at the less obvious scar on the ring finger of his right hand, where there once was a ring. His glorious deeds have continued so far.

The devil, who is still circulated as a horror story or nursery rhyme in some areas, is very modest, "As for joining the army, that was a long, long time ago. Now I am just an ordinary person."

"Ah." Talim was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry to mention your sadness. I didn't know that such a thing had happened."

"It doesn't matter."

"Then are they hindered by their status or worldly vision?" Edward asked casually, not expecting Talim's answer, "Reality cannot be compared with stories, why don't you consider elopement?"

"This is not okay!"

Talim was startled and quickly stopped him. After he finished speaking, he realized that his voice was a bit loud. The gentlemen and ladies sitting nearby looked at him in surprise at his sudden excitement. Talim coughed twice and raised his arms.

His cheeks turned red from holding back, and he lowered his voice and explained: "Elopement is not possible... Mr. Vaughn, that Excellency is an important heir to a great nobleman. If he runs away, the whole Backlund will be turned upside down in order to find him!"

"So this is actually a Cinderella story?"

"That's right - oh, it's really distressing, but that's how love is, it always comes so unreasonably, right?" Talim didn't dare to continue on this topic and quickly changed the direction, "Yes.

Now, a businessman who is new to Backlund has solved the problem of accommodation and has made a reservation to hold a banquet at his home next month to make new friends."

Edward looked at him, waiting for him to continue. Sure enough, the gentleman spoke enthusiastically: "I wonder if you have heard of it? The businessman named Carter discovered it under the newly purchased mansion of his family.

A large area of ​​ancient ruins with venomous snakes living in the ruins is very much like the beginning of a drama or horror story, right? This is what Mr. Carter said himself. He also said that the person who helped him solve the problem was an experienced and excellent detective. Vaughn

Sir, you don’t have a housekeeper or a servant in your home. Maybe you will need this detective’s help in the future.”

I have servants, from 6 to 3, they are all demons. Of course, they will not let you see... The Angel of the Abyss thought quietly and replied: "You made me feel a little excited. May I ask his surname?"

?”

"It's the one sitting there, wearing gold glasses-"

Talim raised his hand and pointed, then froze in place. Because they chatted for too long, the reporter Mr. Mike and the detective who had something to do had already left first. He could only scratch his head and said with a wry smile: "It seems

I can only introduce it to you next time. Well, the name of the great detective is Sherlock Moriarty. He is very clever. I believe he will be well-known in Backlund soon, and he will definitely be introduced to you by then.

ear."

Edward was silent for a few seconds and suddenly asked Talim an unrelated question: "Did Emperor Russell publish a series of detective stories called "The Sherlock Holmes"?"

The equestrian instructor blurted out: "What is that?"

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Later on Wednesday night, after entrusting the information related to the simple task "Finding Lanerwus" obtained from Miss Audrey to several bounty hunters who were familiar with each other in the East District, he stopped to think for a while and walked to Daravi Street.

At the intersection with another street, there is a door to the charity school established by the "Ernst Foundation".

This small charity school has only two three-story buildings, standing in a relatively neat and quiet place on the street. One is a dormitory for homeless children and teachers, and the other is a place for classes.

Under the stern gaze of the old guard who had only one eye but was still strong enough to beat five veterans, Xio took off her crude disguise and revealed her true colors. Then she entered the teaching building and walked directly to the top floor.

Knock politely on a room door.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside.

Xio pushed the door open and went in, and saw the familiar girl sitting behind the desk writing something. When the guest came in, the girl raised her head, revealing a face with large scars: "Xiu, what's the matter?

"

"Miss Maria." Facing the principal of the charity school and the head of the "Ernst Foundation" Backlund East District, Hugh did not dare to be careless and immediately explained his purpose, "I am tracking down a fraudster.

He seems to be hiding in the East District now, hoping to borrow your power."

"Scammer?" Maria's eyes lit up at first, then she thought of something and asked in a subtle tone, "Can I ask his name?"

"His name is Lanreus." Hugh answered, and Maria's expression became even more subtle. "He has already taken away a total of more than ten thousand pounds. Silveras Field, private individuals and organizations have a very high reward for him.

It's considerable (Hugh emphasized the word), I think I can give it a try."

"..." Maria was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

"I will help you keep an eye on this matter, so I hope you can collect useful clues as soon as possible." She replied calmly.

After watching Xio leave her office, the lawyer, who is both a member of the charity foundation and the head of the East District of the cult organization "Pilgrimage Sect", pressed her temples and pulled out yesterday's document from a stack of paperwork in her hand.

A simple secret message just sent in the evening:

"It is confirmed that Lan Ervus has absconded, and his status as "God's Favorite" has been revoked. He will be regarded as a traitor. He will be captured alive as much as possible and allowed to be killed on the spot."

The signature is Mr. Z.

"Is it a coincidence that the bounty hunter actually started chasing Lanrewus? Or did he expose the clues himself?" Maria murmured to herself and looked out the window, just in time to see Xio's back leaving the charity school, "She may have been there recently.

I will visit you a few more times, and it is necessary to write back to Mr. Z about this matter."

"In addition, there are serial murder cases suspected of being promoted by demons, and the kidnapping of young girls that has suddenly become rampant recently..."

Recently, the East District has been more uneasy than before, with undercurrents surging. Maria's expression became a little ferocious. She took out a small, palm-sized round mirror from the drawer, looked at her face, and then sighed. Simple

She has black hair and an unremarkable appearance. In addition, she was seriously injured in an extraordinary incident and most of her face was covered with horrific scars. Even if she wanted to use herself as a bait, the kidnappers would not like her.

What's more, there are also matters such as unemployment resettlement, family dispute mediation, and helping the workers' union to file lawsuits to claim wages, etc., which she can't get away from.

"Admissor!" Maria quickly wrote the short report, called her subordinate member who didn't look very smart but was relatively reliable, put the letter into his hand, and ordered,

"After school, when you go back, give this letter to Mr. Z and ask him to take back some members of the Aurora Society working here to avoid anything happening."

Mr. Monster, who has been promoted for less than a week, holds a mop and a rag in his left hand and a secret message in his right hand, nodding confusedly and seriously.

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"My dear friend:

Traynor, Zhan Xinan! I have received the winter supplies list from your steward. Thank you for your donation. I will be ready to receive it as soon as possible.

The situation within the foundation is stable. Thanks to everyone's efforts, losses have been reduced compared to previous years. The annual report will be sent with the letter next time.

In addition, thank the Lord for his mercy! Dear friends, the Aurora Society seems to have received the oracle from the true Creator and has begun to cooperate more closely and seriously with us. The members of the Aurora Society work enthusiastically and set new highs every day. They are all kind-hearted.

I'm very touched by the people's hard work.

your loyal collaborator

Richard Ernst

Viscount Traynor, who had experienced the decline of his family, the Russell coup, and the Intis revolution, was very confused. He stared at the text message over and over again for five minutes, and black question marks filled his mind.

Unexpectedly, he would actually see someone describe the Aurora Society mob as kind in his lifetime. Traynor felt complicated. For the umpteenth time, he felt that there must be something wrong with either Richard's brain or his eyes. However, when he thought about it, even

Father can be gentle and kind in his eyes. As long as he accepts the fact that the structure of Richard's brain is different from ordinary people, this matter seems to be completely understandable.

…

Forget it, he still couldn't understand. He burned the letter, sent away the devil's messenger who was squatting on the window frame waiting for a reply, and fell back on the big velvet bed.

Traynor gave up thinking, lay down under the quilt, and fell asleep undecided.

TBC

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Edward discovered something interesting.

Brief character introduction:

Maria. She has no surname. She is an orphan picked up and raised by the Pilgrim Sect. She is a Sequence 6 Corrupted Baron. She lives in the East District. She uses the gentlest name to fight the toughest fights and mediate the messiest disputes. She is from the East District.

A respected elder sister who is good at messing around, defending innocence, defending in reduced crimes, and taking advantage of legal loopholes. She is a "lawyer" that no decent person is willing to hire.

Maria's most serious lawsuit was to help workers recover their deducted wages and work-related injury subsidies. The fight became more and more exciting, and finally she found evidence and sent the other party's lawyers to the case during the second trial.

Workers' Guild: The eldest sister is awesome!!
Chapter completed!