"Telling me this means you want to cooperate, right?"

Based on Karl's information, she quickly figured out what she should do, so Olivia broke away from her thinking, looked at Karl seriously and asked.

"That's right."

Carl nodded.

"During my investigation, at least three people have been killed as sacrifices. I'm afraid time is running out."

Olivia lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then she crossed one leg, looked at Karl, smiled, and put forward her idea.

But what she said this time had nothing to do with the previous topic, but it was very effective.

"There must be a reason why you don't contact the judge directly, right?"

This question directly hit Karl's heart. It was a question that he wanted to avoid but couldn't get around.

Olivia clearly realized that Karl knew so much, but instead of communicating and cooperating with the judge, he wanted to talk to Olivia here, which meant that there must be something wrong with him!

And she can just take advantage of this weakness.

Seeing that Karl couldn't answer for a while, Olivia smiled very confidently.

She had asked someone to investigate Karl before, and she was very confident about the investigation results of detective 'Scott'.

In other words, the person in front of me was an ordinary person not long ago, and the person who can make him become a transcendent is probably the silent Cyril sitting aside.

She didn't feel right about this ridiculously beautiful girl. If she had any secrets, it would make sense.

Thinking of this, Olivia immediately had an idea.

"I have a suggestion, are you willing to listen to it?"

Olivia spoke softly, as if asking Karl for instructions.

She lowered her stance like this because she didn't want to arouse his rebellious mentality.

Olivia didn't want the extraordinary person in front of her to run away just because of some stupid reasons.

Faced with Olivia's friendly attitude, Karl nodded as expected.

"Speaking."

"I will provide you with appropriate help, but you have to hold a job here."

"A job?"

Karl immediately guessed that Olivia wanted to keep him by her side. From this point of view, these rich people should not have too much contact with extraordinary people, otherwise they would not be so anxious to reveal their wishes.

Seeing Karl thinking, Olivia continued: "I will give you a salary of 30 pounds a month, as long as you are by my side."

£30 a month!

If one had known that Carl’s previous job as a scribe would have earned him about 100 pounds without food or drink for a year, which would be his entire season’s salary!

"Let...let me think about it."

Karl suppressed his surprise, he didn't want to be restricted to others.

"Then it's 60 pounds a month. You don't have to do anything, just act as my consultant on matters involving these things. How about that?"

£60!

If the economy is in recession, this is his income for the entire year.

"No problem, it's my pleasure to serve you, Miss Olivia."

The offensive of money was indeed invincible, and Karl immediately succumbed to her power.

"very good."

Olivia looked at Karl with a smile, her goal was achieved.

"I will have someone draw up the contract early tomorrow morning. I wish you a good dream tonight."

Olivia stood up and walked to the door. After opening the door, she called a little maid.

"Take this gentleman to the best guest room and be sure not to neglect it."

So he grabbed Ceryl and they also left the room.

Before he left, Olivia said one last thing.

"Mr. Carr, welcome to the British White Star Line."

Afterwards, under the leadership of the little maid, they came to a very luxuriously decorated guest room on the second floor.

As soon as you open the door, you will see a huge double bed, wardrobe, dressing table and other furniture.

On the outermost side of the house, there is even a small independent balcony in the open air.

After entering, Karl sat on the bed. There was no doubt that this was the best furniture. He felt that he would have a good dream tonight.

Cyril opened the door and walked to the balcony, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Do you two have any other instructions?"

Seeing the actions of the two people, the little maid bent down and greeted them respectfully.

"Please help me get something to eat if you can. I haven't had dinner today."

Originally, he wanted to send her away directly, but at this time Karl's stomach, which had not eaten yet, was protesting to him, so he made his request to the little maid.

"Then please wait a moment."

After saying that, the little maid gently closed the door and left.

After the door closed, Karl also took steps to walk to the balcony.

At this time, Ceryl was holding the railing with both hands, and the bright moonlight poured on her body like a waterfall, and her beautiful white hair seemed to glow under the light of the moon.

The originally delicate and beautiful face looked at the sky dreamily, and an indescribable artistic conception lingered around her. Anyone who saw Cyril's current appearance would think that she was an elf that should not exist in the world.

At this moment, Karl even felt that the guy in front of him had something sacred, and he couldn't bear to disturb this beautiful scene.

"What are you looking at?"

After looking at Ceryl for a while, Karl stepped forward and woke up the guy.

"nothing."

Ceryl turned her head to look at Karl, and smoothed her hair around her ears with her hands.

"I was just thinking about how many of the guys I knew in the past are still alive now. If they are still alive, will they return to the world like me, or will they still stay in the seal?"

Speaking of this, Karl recalled what she said when he first met this guy.

"I remember you have an enemy who is already active, right?"

Cyril nodded.

"Yes, but I can't tell you her name, otherwise we will be in trouble."

This was her reply before, but Karl wanted to know more, so he spoke.

"Is there anything you can tell me?"

Ceryl thought for a moment, then looked at Karl with her red eyes.

"She holds the power of war."

Well, given the current relationship between myself and Seliel.

This predetermined a war goddess as his enemy.

Bang, bang, bang.

While they were chatting, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, your dinner."

It turned out that the little maid had brought the food.

The dinner she brought was a piece of grilled fish and a piece of bread, and there was actually a glass of milk on the side!

If you can get these at this time, it can be said to be a quite luxurious dinner.

Afterwards, Carl finished his meal and went to bed.

Cyril didn't bother him tonight, and he soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Carl Tuan woke up from his dream.

There is no body beside me that I have become familiar with in the past two days.

When he got up and rubbed his eyes, he found that Cyril was still standing on the balcony, her posture was exactly the same as when he fell asleep, and her whole body seemed not to have moved.

Seeing Ceryl like this, something seemed to be broken in Karl's heart.

Without putting on his coat, he walked directly to the balcony and gently patted Cyril on the shoulder.

"Have a rest."

"Um."
Chapter completed!