Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity Chapter 22

While eating breakfast, Joyce kept thinking, how can I find out about Ianna quickly and secretly?

Ordinary people can't get in touch with such a high class at all, but he can get in touch, but he can't always catch someone and ask them if they know a woman named Ianna. That's too stupid.

The best way is to induce others to take the initiative to talk about related things when chatting. After all, gossip is a human instinct.

Obviously "audience" is more suitable for this job! Joyce glanced at Sophia and sighed silently.

"Go and call Harry."

Soon, Harry came to hear the sound, and Joyce asked him:

"Have you received an invitation to any banquet recently?"

Harry was a little confused. Didn't you tell me to turn down all invitations? He paused before answering:

"General Gordon's dinner is on Saturday."

Joyce said "um":

"I know this, are there any other invitations?"

"On Thursday night, Senator North's ball also sent you an invitation." Harry recalled carefully and picked out the one that Mr. Baron was most likely to be interested in:

"Mr. North's political views are relatively moderate, and he has had many exchanges with Mr. William, and the relationship is acceptable."

Senator North... Oh, I remembered, he called on the kingdom to no longer colonize the Rorsted Islands, but to use the method of co-governance with the local people to heal the pain caused by the war for decades, let the Rorsted really became a part of Ruen.

The idea is very good, but it is too naive... Joyce sighed for him in his heart and decided:

"Reply to Senator North, I will attend the dance."

"Okay, Mr. Baron."

Although Harry was a little puzzled by the change in Mr. Baron's attitude, he still bowed and stepped back.

Not long after, he came back.

"Mr. Baron, the local policeman named Dean is here and said he has something to report to you."

The action is quite fast, it seems that his gang career is not in vain... Joyce smiled with satisfaction,

"Let him come over... Forget it, let's go directly to the study."

This is the second time Dean has entered this garden villa. He was so nervous during his first visit that he lowered his head the whole time and missed the opportunity to observe.

This time, he successfully completed the two tasks of Baron Best, carrying a huge amount of money that he could never imagine before, and his self-confidence was slightly restored.

A footman's daily clothes are comparable to my most decent clothes... Dean looked at the footman who led the way and sighed. He walked through the manicured garden and saw another footman watering the flowers and plants... It is said that this There are villas, stables, and underground wine cellars, and I don't know what the "Olmir wine" named after the giant king is...

Elegant decoration, a hall that can accommodate hundreds of people, and an expensive-looking carpet... Dean's thoughts diverged all the way, and unknowingly came to the second floor of the villa.

Trying to calm down his mood, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in."

Dean pushed open the door and saw Baron Best, who was about his age but made him ashamed, and the beautiful maid who seemed to be standing beside him forever.

Well, it can be called the second most beautiful woman I've ever seen... He just glanced at it briefly, then lowered his head unconsciously, until Baron Best asked a statement:

"It's done."

Dean nodded quickly, took out a bulging envelope from his arms and handed it over:

"It has been dealt with, and the bounty is collected through a secure channel, so I paid a lot of risk fees and only got 920 pounds."

After he finished speaking the answers he had already prepared, he couldn't help but look up and found that Baron Best's face was as usual, and he was relieved.

Although he didn't embezzle a penny, the 280-pound shortfall was enough to make him tremble. Fortunately, Baron Best obviously knew the rules and didn't want to pursue it... He didn't even count the money, more than 900 pounds. Does it count?

Unable to know about Dean's complicated inner activities, Joyce was very interested in this young man who took the initiative to join in. He was neat, ambitious, and knew the rules.

He drew out fifty pounds of cash and praised:

"Your efficiency is much faster than I thought. This is what you deserve."

Fifty pounds!

Dean knew that he would definitely get the bonus. This was the means of the superiors to control people, but he didn't expect that there would be fifty pounds, which was more than all the cost of buying the police position.

Is this an aristocrat!

Taking it with great gratitude, looking at the face of the King Loen printed on the banknote, it was the first time that I felt so cordial.

Joyce was not surprised by Dean's performance, because there was a maid by his side who loved money more, and he found that Sophia only likes to save money, but almost never spends it. I wonder if she will be in one of her own. Count the banknotes while playing.

He took a sip of warm Earl Grey tea. After all, drinking coffee all the time was a bit monotonous. He found that Dean had no intention of saying goodbye.

"Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Baron, what you asked me to investigate has come to an end."

Investigating something... By the way, the police station caught a gang member who claimed to be a rebel who was spying on him...

There have been so many and complicated things recently, Joyce almost forgot this little thing:

"Really, let's hear it."

Dean, who was allowed to talk, began to talk freely. He skipped the specific process and directly came to the conclusion:

"The gang member who was caught is called Amy. After my investigation, he is now working for the Gentleman's Party."

"Gentlemen's party?" Joyce asked cooperatively.

"The Gentlemen's Party is a new gang force that has emerged in recent years. The boss's name is Eric. He has won over a group of homeless and gangsters without jobs. On the surface, they are in the business of buying and selling news, but behind the scenes they are abducting and selling children. , those who are good-looking are sold to the Red Theater and various brothels, and those who are not good-looking are trained to beg at a discount..."

What a vile gangster! Joyce's righteous outbursts of outrage seemed to bring them to justice at the right moment, but that's all, because he'd heard of more brutal crimes than that.

But the maid next to her began to tremble. Seeing her expression, she panicked, feared, and hated...

He suddenly remembered that the maid had been kidnapped by a gangster and lost her only relative because of this... Is this the feeling of hearing something similar? Maybe the fear buried in the bottom of my heart has been revived?

Joyce held Sophia's trembling hand and gave her a firm look to calm her down slowly.

Then, he turned to look at Dean, who had stopped talking:

"Why should the Gentleman's Party spy on me?"

Dean, who had been bowing his head since seeing the maid's appearance, replied:

"Because of a commission ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but the identity of the commissioner is only known to Eric, the boss of the gentleman's party."

"How much do you know about Eric?" Joyce asked, changing his mind.

Dean made a special investigation for this, and said confidently:

"Eric is a man under forty years old. He has a feminine appearance. He hates the most when others say that he is like a woman.

"He used to be a member of a gang, but for some reason, the top of the gang died overnight due to cannibalism. The final result was that Eric took over most of the staff, established the Gentleman's Party, and established a relationship with the Red Theater. , quickly gain a foothold."

"The message center of the Gentleman's Party is the 'Gentleman's Bar' on Fragrant Tree Avenue, where Eric spends most of his time accepting orders and giving orders."

He finished his investigation in one breath, and his mouth was dry. Dean looked up and found that Baron Best was lost in thought, and the second most beautiful lady maid regained her composure.

After a while, Joyce said:

"I am a person who likes to exchange for equal value. Your investigation is very detailed. These fifty pounds are your reward."

Dean took the gold pound with great gratitude again, and deliberately complimented:

"Thanks to the letter you sent to the police station, I had the opportunity to find out these materials."

The fox fake tiger power is quite proficient, and it can be considered that he did not think of this level... Joyce said lightly:

"If you are good at grasping opportunities, you will have a chance to succeed."

Dean just said goodbye, and once again said goodbye and left.

Joyce turned his eyes to the lady maid beside him.

Chapter end

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