Chapter 74: Have you conducted an in-depth investigation?
After an awkward silence, Miss Gloria coughed a few times and calmly changed the subject: "Anyway, let's talk about the entrustments of our guests first. Is there anything I can help with?"
She looked at the guests with hidden expectations, and Ringer's answer was decisive and firm: "No."
"If I remember correctly, you brought us here, and now you ask us what's the matter. Don't you think it's contradictory?" The young man pointed out calmly: "I think it's you who has something."
You want us to help you, right, Miss Gloria?"
"oops."
The detective lady blinked her big gray eyes: "You can't say that. I do need your help for something, but that is also related to your commission. Generally speaking, I am still helping you.
Isn't it?"
Lin Ge frowned slightly: "I have already said that we have no entrustment that we need your help with."
"No, no, no, there must be. If not, you wouldn't be here. Come on, don't worry that I will reveal the privacy of the guests. Please feel free to tell me what is bothering you. The cat at home is lost.
Is there a third party in your emotional life? Or do you need me to provide some little clues about the enemy? "
Gloria enthusiastically introduced her business to these guests, but Ringer was indifferent and a little noncommittal: so in the final analysis, he was just a third-rate detective who helped people find cats, caught mistresses, and even sneaked in to take photos. The same as in the novel
Compared to the great detective, he is indeed far behind...
"Or--"
Gloria's voice suddenly paused. She leaned forward slightly, hiding half of her face in the darkness, and only revealing the other half of her gracefully curved profile. Because her back was to the window, she walked from the alley.
The dim light mixed with dust and turbidity shone in, covering her whole body, adding a mysterious charm to the already unpredictable and deep gray eyes, and the tone of voice also became intriguing, as if a
The dream demon, who could only see through people's hearts, revealed word by word the secrets that the guests thought they had hidden well: "Do you need me to help you investigate that mysterious... witch association?"
"!!?"
After the words fell, Ringer's pupils suddenly shrank, Saint Xalia opened her mouth wide in surprise, and Alice, who had laughed until her stomach hurt just now, jumped up from the floor: "You, you, you, how do you know this?"
Something!? No, no, no, what are you talking nonsense! We don’t know about this witch association at all, and we have never heard of it! You, a third-rate detective who only knows how to tell stories, don’t talk about this in front of us in the future.
I don’t know what to say!”
Gloria saw in her eyes that her reaction was more of a guilty conscience than a proof of her innocence. After being silent for a while, she tilted her head slightly and showed a helpless smile to Ringer: "How should I put it, Miss Alice?
He is truly a... sweet-tempered person."
You can just say that she has no breasts. She has always been like this anyway.
wrong!?
Ringer's eyes became sharp: "How do you know our names? If I remember correctly, we haven't introduced ourselves since we entered this office, right?"
"Indeed, and I have already introduced myself, which is very unfair. So, now it's your turn, why not start with you, Mr. Ringer?"
The corners of Gloria's mouth turned up, and she extended her hand to make an invitation. To the guests, that smile seemed to represent provocation and ridicule.
What a guy with a bad personality.
Ringer's eyes were cold, Alice was gearing up, and the detective lady was sitting firmly behind the desk, leaning back leisurely, blowing into the pipe from time to time, and asking her assistant Mr. Peanut to come out and show his face.
Looks confident.
next moment.
"Is that enough?"
A calm voice sounded, flowing through every corner of the room like clear spring water, dispelling the tense atmosphere. Saint Xalia took a step forward and quietly stared at the gray-haired girl behind the desk.
Her eyes were calm and tolerant, and she was not angry at the other party's various impolite behaviors. It was like looking at a naughty child, knowing that she was just eager to get everyone's attention, rather than really taking pleasure in playing pranks: "I believe
Miss Gloria brought us here not to quarrel with us. If you know anything and are willing to share these things with us, I would be very grateful to you. As for introducing yourself, why not
Let’s start with me first. Will this satisfy you, Miss Gloria?”
The smile on Gloria's face disappeared. She put down the pipe in her hand, pushed down the monocle on the bridge of her nose, and after looking at Saint Xalia seriously for a while, she suddenly sighed deeply: "Oh
.”
Saint Xalia was caught off guard by the sudden sigh, and was a little dazed for a moment, while the detective lady shook her head: "I really lost to you, Miss Saint Xalia, so for a serious person like you
It’s really not interesting at all. The reactions of Mr. Ringer and Miss Alice are more interesting. Of course, I don’t hate this character.”
"There is no need to introduce myself, because I know the identity of each of you, not only the three of you, but also Miss Iyeta, Miss Leticia and Miss Olvera. I know what happened in the Salia Fields.
I also know about the ritual of inviting gods and the burning fire on the Sicilia Peninsula. I know many things. As for why I know these things, it is a serious topic, and serious topics also require a serious environment to discuss.
so--"
She suddenly pushed away the chair and stood up. Ringer didn't know what she was going to do, so he instinctively became vigilant. But the detective lady didn't seem to notice his hostile gaze, and walked to the only door in the room.
In front of the window, he closed it and drew the curtains with a "swish" sound. Suddenly, the room fell into darkness. Only the gas lamp on the short rectangular table was automatically lit without control, and there was a faint sound.
The blue fire provides a precious light source for the room, but it also creates a mysterious and profound atmosphere.
Gloria nodded with satisfaction: "So, this environment is more suitable."
Alice also nodded deeply: "Yes, I think so too."
Ringer: "..."
After Lorena, there is another person in the world who has the same resemblance to the golden-haired maid. It is really a sad thing.
Saint Xalia also didn't quite understand the meaning of their persistence, but she didn't raise any objection and asked softly: "So, can you discuss serious topics with us now, Miss Gloria?"
"Yes, of course." The detective lady, whose presence was even lower in the darkness, greeted enthusiastically: "Sit down first. Standing is not convenient for conversation, and it is not the way to entertain guests. By the way, what would you like to drink?
Black coffee? Grape juice? Or black tea? Don’t want to drink any of them? That’s fine.”
Miss Gloria felt deeply regretful, but did not force it. She used the red crystal hot stove on the table to make herself a cup of boiling black coffee. After taking a slow sip, she leaned back on the velvet lounge chair and let out a pleasant sigh.
Voice: "For detectives, this is the most wonderful enjoyment and the secret to maintaining concentration. The great detective's method is to use illegal drugs, but I don't have the courage to break the law."
Ringer said coldly: "You have already touched something more dangerous than that."
"Are you referring to the witch association, Mr. Ringer?" Gloria blinked, and then let out a complicated sneer: "That's true. If I hadn't conducted an in-depth investigation, it would be hard for me to imagine that in our place,
In the world we live in, there is actually an organization that is so mysterious, so powerful, and so terrifying that it has run through the entire history of human civilization."
"look deep into?"
As expected, Ringer was not surprised. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity when she was finally willing to talk about business and asked, "So, are you a member of the Thirteen Hermits, Miss Gloria?"
"Ah?" In the darkness, the girl's unclear reply came: "What is that?"