From Prisoner to Si Chen

Afternoon, 3:05.

Female reporter Rebbie Lund walked out of the rental apartment with a tired look on her face.

Her legs were trembling a little, so she slowly moved to the lamppost and rested on her hands.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, and her dull eyes were filled with deep shame and confusion.

"Big appetite..."

Lebby turned around and glanced at the living room window on the third floor depressedly.

Originally, after the interview, she thought it would be a wonderful encounter, but the blond young man was indifferent to the hint and actually drove him to the kitchen.

After holding back his shame and anger and cooking a table full of food, the other party actually ate all the food like a storm.

In desperation, Lebby had to go into the kitchen again and work again. When he was so tired that his clothes were soaked, he reluctantly expressed that he was full.

Then, he politely sent her out...

Lebby took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and staggered to the newspaper office.

She comforted herself that she had learned nothing today, at least she had obtained detailed reporting information.

"If you don't eat anything delivered to your door, it must be 'given'."

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When night fell, Gillan went to South Muse again.

However, the big and small gangs there were too scared to engage in the bootlegging business, so he only caught two small thieves who were reselling bootlegging.

After throwing the two of them to the police station, Gilan returned disappointed.

It was late at night when we returned to the rental apartment.

As soon as he opened the door, he found an envelope on the floor.

I picked it up and opened it and saw that it was from Miss Dedel.

The content of the letter was brief: Make an appointment to meet him at the "Imperial Plaza" in the Central Triumph District at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Mainly because I wanted to discuss "exorcism" with him.

Ji Lan read the letter and then remembered that she had promised the other party that she would help solve the mysterious incidents involving her best friends when she was free.

"Hmm..." he pondered.

Although there are still 3,000 Caesar's funds on hand, refining a new batch of "green gunpowder" and "wick magic potion" still requires a large sum of money. Not to mention the "real film" made with the White Sage, priced at 800 Caesars.

"Then let's go and have a look tomorrow."

Gillan murmured.

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The next morning.

Jilan got up on time at six o'clock as usual. After some practice, he washed up and had breakfast. It was about 8:40 before I went out.

It was already half past nine when we arrived at the Imperial Plaza by taxi.

He paid the fare tip and got out of the car.

Holding the brim of his hat, he went straight up the steps of the square.

As Gilan walked, he looked up at the towering and spectacular statue of the Führer on the Imperial Square.

Under the morning sunlight, its whole body is as white as jade, standing like a giant. At this time, there were several circles of scaffolding erected around the giant statue, and countless craftsmen were busy working on it.

The sound of clanking is endless.

Gilan could clearly see that the portrait of the head of state was still empty except for the head, and the outline of the body was clear. Even the folds of the military coat were very detailed.

The statue of the head of state stands upright and crosses his arms in front of his chest, showing a leadership style.

Along the way, Gilan saw many carriages pulling tools and stones passing by. Teams of people and horses shuttled back and forth, but in an orderly manner.

There are also several patrolling police officers who are controlling order nearby and screening the approaching crowds to prevent criminals from damaging the statue of the Head of State.

Some gentlemen and ladies were walking and chatting by the flower beds outside, while others stopped to watch the wonder that was about to be built and pay their respects.

"Mr. Gillan!"

Not far ahead, a beautiful female voice came.

When he looked up, he saw Miss Didier in a white dress.

She was dressed a little more lively today, wearing a hat embroidered with yellow chrysanthemums, and her long pale golden hair still fell like a waterfall.

"Good morning, Miss Dieter."

Ji Lan greeted him and took off his hat.

Miss Didier also raised her skirt politely, returned the gift with a smile, and said:

"Good morning. I asked you to come here today because I wanted to take a look at the wonder that is about to be built... You won't mind, right?"

Gillan shook his head.

He and Miss Didier walked side by side on the lawn between the flower beds like a couple on a date.

"What I talked about with Mr. Gillan last time has changed in some bad ways recently, so I wrote you a letter..."

Miss Didier smoothed her hair and whispered.

"Among my best friends, there is an aristocratic lady who stayed away from home the day and night before and returned home disheveled yesterday morning... Not many people know about this yet, but I think it is already serious. .”

"Yeah." Jilan nodded. "So you want me to take action as soon as possible to help that lady eliminate the mysterious influence?"

"Yes, Mr. Gillan."

Miss Didier nodded seriously and sighed again.

"If this continues, she might..."

As she spoke, she shook her head again.

Gillan guessed that the young lady Didier mentioned had probably been completely cursed by the "Prayer Ceremony" and was completely obsessed with someone of the opposite sex and was at his mercy.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have done such extraordinary behavior as staying out all night. After all, unmarried noble ladies are not allowed to do this.

According to the extreme nature of "Golden Bough of Dawn", it is very likely that the young lady will be completely indulged and eventually become a depraved slut.

"Then I'll go with you later."

Ji Lan thought for a while and said.

"Thank you." Dedel smiled slightly and agreed happily.

Seeing that Gilan accepted the commission, she began to tell the details of the noble lady. In fact, it was similar to Osara's situation. She also suddenly changed her temperament after meeting someone of the opposite sex whom she had not known for a long time.

But what is different from Osara is that the noble lady is inexplicably attracted to the son of a member of the "Imperial House of Commons".

The center of imperial power, in addition to the major departments, is the "House of Lords" controlled by the head of state, and the "House of Commons" elected through elections.

Proposals from state parliaments are often submitted to the House of Commons for discussion and then to the House of Lords for a vote.

In fact, it was shown to the head of state Caesar.

Only with his approval can it be implemented.

The House of Commons is located in the Triumph District. The chambers and office areas occupy the first to fifth floors of the "Triumph Building", and its political status is not low.

Therefore, the aristocratic lady's relationship with the son of a member of the House of Commons seems to be a "well-matched match"...

But the man is an extremely fat and ugly guy.

This is not surprising.

The problem is that this guy is a well-known waste in the circle. Basically, he belongs to the younger generation in the circle, and few people are willing to associate with him.

"Before I set out to come here, I received news that Alluka sneaked out of the house again..."

Miss Didier said solemnly.

"Aluka" is the completely fallen aristocratic lady in her mouth, the eldest daughter of the Baron Ramones family.

"Her family and several good friends were very anxious. After asking around, I found out that Brady seemed to have prepared a private drinking party and invited some of his friends to join him."

"Aluka is probably going to a drinking party."

"We made an appointment to rescue her together... There may be a conflict over this matter. I need to ask Mr. Gillan to help take care of her later."

Miss Didier requested.

"Wine party?" Ji Lan raised his eyebrows. "Of course it's no problem, I like the wine shop."

Hearing this, the beautiful noble lady couldn't help but be startled.

She quickly thought of the news she had seen recently and opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

"Mr. Gillan, you don't mean to..."

"Just eliminating the mysterious influence on Miss Alluka may not be enough. There is no guarantee that the other party will not attack her or other ladies again... The best way is, of course, to never cause any further trouble."

Gillan grinned.