Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

During 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, but he can get in touch, but he can't catch someone and ask him if he knows a woman named Ianna, that's too stupid.

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

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

"Go get Harry."

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

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

Harry was a little confused, didn't you ask me to reject all the invitations, he paused before answering:

"General Gordon's dinner is on Saturday."

Joyce said "hmm":

"I know this, is there any other invitation?"

"On Thursday night, Senator North also invited you to the ball." Harry thought about it carefully, and picked out the one that Mr. Baron was most likely to be interested in:

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

Congressman 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 locals to heal the pain caused by the war in decades, so that Rorsted truly became a part of Loen.

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

"Reply to Senator North, I will be at the ball."

"Yes, Monsieur Baron."

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

Not long after, he came back again.

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

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

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

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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, with a huge sum of money that was unimaginable before, and his self-confidence recovered a little.

The daily wear of a manservant is comparable to my most decent clothes... Dean looked at the manservant who led the way and sighed. He walked through the well-manicured garden and saw another manservant 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 "Almere wine" named after the king of giants tastes like...

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

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

"Come in."

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

Well, it can be called the second most beautiful woman I have 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 processed cleanly, and the bounty was collected through a safe channel, so I paid a lot of risk fees and only got 920 pounds."

After finishing the answer that had already been drafted, he couldn't help but look up, and he was relieved to find that Baron Best's expression was normal.

Although he did not embezzle a penny, the shortfall of two hundred and eighty pounds was enough to make him terrified. Fortunately, Baron Best knew the rules and had no intention of pursuing it... He didn't even count the money. Do you count money?

Unable to know Dean's complicated inner activities, Joyce was very interested in this young man who took the initiative to get along. He handled things neatly, was ambitious, and understood the rules.

He took out fifty pounds of cash and praised:

"Your efficiency is much faster than I imagined, and this is what you deserve."

fifty pounds!

Dean knew that he would definitely get a bonus, which was a way for the superiors to control people, but he didn't expect that there would be fifty pounds, which was more than all the expenses he had spent on buying the position of policeman.

Is this the nobility!

Thankfully, he took it and looked at the face of an unknown generation of Loen kings printed on the banknotes. For the first time, he felt so kind.

Joyce was not surprised by Dean's behavior, because there was a maid beside him who loved money more, and he found that Sophia only liked to save money, but almost never spent it. Play counting bills when you are alone.

He took a sip of warm Earl Gray tea. After all, drinking coffee all the time was a bit monotonous. He found that Dean didn't mean to say goodbye at all. Last time, he was very understanding. Maybe he didn't know how to drink tea to see off guests?

"Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Baron, the matter you asked me to investigate has come to fruition."

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

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

"Yes, let's hear it."

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

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

"Gentleman party?" Joyce asked cooperatively.

"The Gentlemen's Party is a new gang force that has only emerged in recent years. The boss's name is Eric. He has won over a group of homeless people and gangsters who have no jobs. They are doing business in buying and selling news on the surface, but they are actually abducting and trafficking children. , the good-looking ones are sold to the Red Theater and various brothels, and the unsightly ones are discounted for hand and foot training to beg..."

What a bad gangster! Joyce's well-timed fit of anger, a sense of justice erupting as if to bring them to justice, but that's about it, because he's heard of worse crimes than this.

But the body of the maid beside her began to tremble, seeing her expression, panic, fear, hatred...

He suddenly remembered that the maid had been kidnapped by gangsters and lost her only relative because of this... Is it empathetic to hear similar things? Perhaps the fear buried in the bottom of my heart was reawakened?

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

Then, he turned to look at Dean, who had stopped talking a long time ago:

"Why does the Gentleman Party spy on me?"

Dean, who has been bowing his head since seeing the strange behavior of the maid, replied:

"Because of a commission, but the identity of the client is only known to Eric, the boss of the Gentleman Party."

"What 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, with a feminine appearance. He hates people saying that he looks like a woman. He always says 'be elegant', but he does things viciously and ruthlessly."

"He used to be a member of a gangster, but for some reason, all the top gangsters died overnight due to cannibalism. The final result was that Eric took over most of the people, established a gentleman's party, and established contact with the Red Theater , quickly gain a foothold."

"The Gentleman's Party's message center is at the 'Gentlemen's Bar' on Xiangshu Avenue. Eric will accept commissions and give orders in the bar most of the time."

After finishing his investigation results in one breath, his mouth was dry, and Dean looked up to find that Baron Best was lost in thought, and the second most beautiful maid lady also regained her composure at some point.

After a while, Joyce said:

"I am a person who likes equal exchange. Your investigation is very detailed. This fifty pounds is your reward."

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

"Thanks to the letter you sent someone to the police station, I have the opportunity to check these materials."

Fox pretends to be very proficient in using Huwei, so it must be considered that I didn't expect this level... Joyce said lightly:

"Be good at seizing opportunities and have a chance to succeed."

Dean only said well, and said goodbye again tactfully and left.

Joyce turned his gaze to the maid beside him.