"According to what you said, the murderer that the police station was tracking earlier was actually His Majesty's daughter?"
"Exactly. The real murderer is the lord, and Xue is just his scapegoat."
"We have conducted a certain investigation on her, and there is very little information about her. How did you obtain this information?"
The person standing in front of me is the leader of the "White Lao".
I know him.
He was the old man who sold me a bouquet of white chrysanthemums for a high price of fifty kweben.
I always feel like...everyone I meet recently is an acquaintance.
In the huge Woolworth, such dramatic events that are almost impossible to happen happen to me again and again. Fate really likes to play tricks on me. Am I right? Lady Elinor.
"Do you want evidence? Unfortunately, time is too short and I have not prepared it. However, I would rather believe that it exists than that it does not exist."
"I have no reason to change my original plan just because of your few words."
The old man's attitude was very firm. He looked away, as if he was very disgusted with what I said.
He was like this from the beginning... I originally wanted to talk to him about other topics casually to ease the tense atmosphere, but he didn't appreciate it.
It seems like he has forgotten me a long time ago.
From that moment on, I realized: he was no longer the nagging gravekeeper.
However, I don't intend to give up so soon.
"Too cautious is the same as being reckless. Now, the whereabouts of the snow are unknown, and we have to seize the opportunity. Are you willing to let your most beloved Majesty be immersed in the pain of losing a loved one?"
I felt vaguely out of breath, maybe because I wasn't used to being stared at by a large number of gang members at once.
"There is no need to change the plan. After all, there is no conflict between my proposal and your future arrangements."
"..."
The old man finally turned his attention to me.
"Although the police department has launched many large-scale manhunts, they have not released detailed information about Xue to the public, and they are unwilling to issue relevant rewards to the Wanderer Alliance, and only mobilize police officers to pursue clues. This is inconsistent with
The consistent style of the police department...Xue is a 'murderer'."
If you want to convince these guys, the first step is to point out the benefits that can be obtained.
"The Police Department deliberately concealed Xue's information, even at the expense of extra police force. The reason is self-evident - Xue has the potential to pose a threat to the Police Department, and even the Police Department did not handle it properly.
The certainty of this threat. So once we find Xue, then we can hold a big bargaining chip."
The second step is to use retreat as advance.
"I have caused you a lot of trouble in the past, so I am naturally willing to do something to compensate you. All the suggestions just mentioned are provided by me from the perspective of a 'white prison'. It is your freedom to adopt them or not."
"So, are you willing to immediately find out Robert's whereabouts for us?"
The old man finally spoke.
But he still had that nonchalant tone.
Damn it, you ungrateful fellow!
"certainly."
The third step is to accept the failure.
pretty.
"It turns out you can still say things that make me feel comfortable, which is better than 'Yellow Ashes'."
The old man scratched his bald head two or three times with his middle finger.
I knew he was laughing at me, but I was too lazy to care.
"Okay, okay...seeing as I have shared the details of the case with you before, please send more people to assist me."
"...Do you have a bad memory?"
"Excellent. You actually doubt my brain power? You are still too young."
"..."
The hesitant expression stayed on the old man's face for a while.
"That's all. Bei Lin'er alone can meet all your reasonable needs. I don't have extra manpower for you to waste."
"Hey, what do you mean? It's different from what we agreed in advance, right?"
Realizing that I had been deceived, I immediately protested.
"She and I alone will not be able to complete the task in time - this is something Miss Belin has admitted herself."
"I did promise to arrange for some people to help Bei Lin'er, but now they have other jobs."
"Huh? Why the sudden change of plans?!"
I'm a little annoyed.
"Don't you believe me? Even so, it won't do you any good."
"You are the culprit who caused me to do this."
"you......"
What an unreasonable old man!
"If you hadn't told me any more information, would I have asked them to find His Majesty's daughter?"
"...?"
"If you understand, then do as I say! Don't just stand there!"
"As commanded."
Kind old man!
...
After discussing with the leader of "White Lao", I breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not easy to finally make some progress.
However, it is not enough yet, we can only take one step at a time.
"Now that we've done everything we need to do, we should be able to go back, right?"
I asked Miss Bellinger with a comfortable look on my face.
"Yes."
"Then...why are they still surrounding me?"
I tried my best to avoid the eyes of the many gang members around me.
"Because you didn't give them a 'thank you'."
"Thank you?"
"We helped you successfully meet our boss, so it's normal for us to accept some 'thank you' gifts, isn't it?"
Henrik looked at me with a smile.
"Well, I'm very grateful..."
Knowing that I was in the wrong, I was very helpless, so I put my hand in my pocket and took it out... Then I decided to reject him.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't bring any money, could you—"
"Then use it to top up your numbers!"
Before I finished speaking, a ray of silver light flashed across my eyes——
[The chance of being stabbed by a knife is 100%]
[The chance of successfully dodging backward is 13%]
[The chance of successful resistance is 11%]
Oops......!
I was about to react, but my body suddenly lost control.
My limbs couldn't control themselves and I felt a sharp pain.
"hiss......"
When I opened my eyes again, I was stunned:
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On Henrik's knife is mine...
No wonder I suddenly lost half of my vision.
"Hahahahaha! Comfortable!"
The demon was waving the "trophy" in his hand excitedly.
Next to him are his impassive co-conspirators.
"It's exactly what I thought! I know best when Lao Chen's medicine will take effect!"
medicine......
Ah, the owner of the tavern... Damn it, it hurts!
"Hello! Mr. Detective."
Henrik hummed and patted me on the shoulder.
"I like your 'thank you gift' very much, you can go now."
"..."
"Drink it."
I heard Miss Belle's voice.
She put a glass of liquid to my mouth.
I stared down at the liquid, the blood dripping down my face into the cup, mixing with it, and I was about to drink it and be taken away the same way I came.
"Your pen is still in your pocket."
Gale issued a reminder.
"If I were you, I would kill him."
"..."
Oh, what a reckless guy.
With just an eyeball, I can focus on the overall situation.
I took the cup, my hands shaking a little.
They are gangsters, and this kind of thing is probably commonplace for them.
In my current state, I obviously cannot cope with their fists. They just gave me a blow, and their purpose was to warn me not to resist them.
I need them, so I have to hold back...just for "change".
"..."
No, I can't do it.
I poured the liquid in the cup towards Henrik before he recovered——
——I stabbed his right eye with the pen.
[The chance of a successful attack is 100%]
...
When I woke up again, I was lying on that familiar bed. Wherever I looked, I saw the familiar ceiling and gorgeous chandelier.
This scene made me wonder if I had had a long dream.
"When did you fall asleep..."
I can actually still speak.
"Face......"
I was shocked when I realized that my face seemed to be strangled by something.
Then I saw Miss Belle.
"Oh, you're here, then I'm relieved."
"..."
"At least your appearance can prove that I am still alive."
"Even if I'm not around, you'll still think so - it's precisely because you believe we can't retaliate against you that you dare to attack Henrik."
Oh, have you seen through me?
The leader of the "White Lao" once emphasized that they are short of manpower, and I am their rare labor force. Furthermore, they are in the wrong...if they still have conscience.
So I can teach Henrik a lesson without any scruples.
"Who is taking revenge on whom?"
"Does it still hurt?"
Miss Bellinger ignored my question, and her sudden concern made me a little confused as to how to answer.
"Just so-so."
"Henrik moaned all night long."
"Humph, it's your own fault."
...
I lost my left eye and Henrik lost his right eye.
Equivalent exchange.
According to Miss Beliner's description, after I attacked Henrik, I was quickly pulled away and knocked unconscious by other gang members, and then she carried me back to Mr. Hammons' residence.
Accompanying us to escape from the "white prison" were my eyeballs.
Miss Bellinger burned it to ashes using a special technique and put it into a small bottle. She said that she did this to disqualify it from being a "thank you gift" so that I could continue to be its owner.
.
I've never been able to understand Miss Bellinger's logic, and it's the same this time.
"Do you need me to feed you?"
"need."
"Open your mouth."
"...Hiss--it's so hot."
"I just sterilized the spoon over high heat."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I think you can tell...could it be because I'm missing an eye? How pitiful."
"You are so inconsiderate."
I impatiently took the bowl of hot soup from Miss Belle.
"The warm atmosphere has been completely ruined by you."
"I like destroying false things the most. As my partner, you don't know my character."
"As my partner, you actually didn't help me beat up that bastard Henrik."
"At least I helped you get back the 'thank you gift'."
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work."
After a mouthful of hot soup, I felt much warmer. Although my sense of taste has not yet fully recovered, I have to admit that the person who made the soup is very good at it.
...
"What's your plan?"
"I? Plan? Shouldn't it be up to you to think about this kind of thing?"
"So you are willing to do whatever I want?"
"well......"
That's all, taking some initiative occasionally isn't necessarily a bad thing.
"I'll think about it again...I'll tell you later."
"I see."
"By the way, if I guess correctly, the so-called 'acting as an internal agent for the Traveler Alliance'... is probably just your leader's wishful thinking, right?"
"What's your basis?"
"'Bailao' is not qualified to be an internal agent. Ah - I don't mean that you are weak, but if the coalition forces really have dealings with the gangs, and once this matter is exposed in the future, it will undoubtedly attract unfavorable consequences for the coalition forces.
If the empire uses this to put pressure on the coalition forces, the situation of the coalition forces will definitely become very passive..."
The sudden pain in my eyes forced me to stop thinking.
I paused and gave up the idea of making fun of "white prison".
"...Instead of turning to the gangsters, it's better to bribe the powerful people in Fulvos, right?"
"Your brain works better than I thought, it's incredible."
Miss Bellinger, who seemed unwilling to announce the "answer", didn't have much surprise on her face.
"I hope you can understand why we did this. Besides, the riots in Samobir were also launched by gangs and other organizations in cooperation with the coalition forces."
"..."
So...the leader of that riot was actually the Traveler Alliance.
Although I had heard about it for a long time, I didn't know much about the details of the riot.
"When the time comes, it will be more than just the 'Bailao' who respond to the coalition forces - this is the leader's judgment. I believe him."
"What a loyal subordinate."
I gave a perfunctory reply.
After all, I don't care what the goals of "White Prison" are, let alone whether they can succeed.
"Thanks."
Miss Belle walked to the door, and just when I thought she was about to leave, she turned around again.
"Is that Miss Xue an important person to you?"
"Did Mr. Hammons ask you to ask me?"
She shook her head.
"It's my personal question."
"Hmm...did you misunderstand something?"
"..."
"It seems like I'm trying my best to save her, but actually I'm trying my best to save myself."
I stared at Miss Beliner seriously.
"Once I successfully rescue her, I will be able to prove that I am not dispensable, that's all. Even if you can't understand, I can't explain further."
"Then the prisoner you were looking for earlier...is he a very important person to you?"
"Prisoner? Prisoner...ah~~ Do you mean Ferinod?"
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little relieved.
"It seems like I'm trying my best to save him, but actually..."
There was even a slight desire to laugh.
"Actually, I'm just trying my best to save that guy."