Mystery: The Star Key

"…"

Igna lowered the brim of the deerstalker hat calmly, and immediately turned around and walked towards the regiment commander's office, as if he planned to come here.

However, to his surprise, the normally closed door of the regimental commander's office was wide open, and only half of the wooden door was hung on the door frame, looking lifeless in the wind.

It looked like there was a strong wind blowing the door open, but because the wooden door was in disrepair for a long time, it couldn't stand it, so it collapsed directly.

And the paper in the original room was also blown all over the floor.

As a dead man, Ignatius at that time did not know whether there was a strong wind.

However, looking at the situation in front of him, Ignatius, a young man of four, subconsciously extended a helping hand.

"...Need help? Mr. Captain." Igna half took off his hat and said to the Captain.

While asking, Igna felt a little strange.

The head of the regiment doesn't seem to have plans to find someone to drink tea, does it?

It's impossible to call him a sick number to help pick up things.

"Cough, no need." Captain Matthew Connor replied.

And he, who was busy picking up things on the ground, straightened up immediately after hearing Igna's words.

He reached out and pulled his vest, and walked to the broken wooden door, which also blocked Igna's sight.

"It's you, Dalot." The head of the regiment, who was only in his thirties and had a gray beard, frowned and looked at Igna with those deep blue eyes that were filled with writing. Confuse.

He wrinkled his nose, and asked with some concern and some puzzlement, "Aren't you so sick that you can't get out of bed?"

"…"

This came from the boss's soul torture, which made Igna smile embarrassedly.

Although what happened was—he was really sick and couldn't get out of bed, and even died.

It's just that the old body was put on a new soul, and the person was changed, so the disease was cured.

But the disease has been cured, but the cause has not yet been solved. His employees are currently preparing to deal with the murderer who killed him, and are preparing to prescribe the right medicine.

This is a fact of Igna's experience.

However, in the eyes of the boss, the truth is that his employee, Igna, just said that he was sick and not going to work. After a while, he changed into a low-key clothes and was ready to slip out.

However, fortunately, Igna has a wealth of experience with bosses. He wrinkled his throat and planned to cough twice on the spot to show that he was indeed very ill.

However, before Igna's cough was brewing...

"Next time, if you want to ask for leave, you don't need to pretend to be sick or lie. Just say it straight." Igna heard the commander say this, and his tone was full of understanding and relief.

"?"

What? Did I hear it wrong?

Igna raised his head.

Isn't it a little strange how things are going?

Then, he saw the expression "understanding you" in his boss's eyes.

"In our puppet circus, you can have your own vacation and time." Circus head Matthew winked playfully at Igna, "On a date, gentlemen have to arrive early, right? ?"

Eh? no?

Boss, did you misunderstand something?

However, even so, Igna gave the blue-eyed gentleman a sincere smile.

"Thank you for your understanding."

No matter what the boss misunderstood, as long as the result of the boss's brain supplement makes him feel acceptable!

Moreover, listening to the boss's tone, he obviously won't deduct wages because of this!

Then let the boss misunderstand!

While thinking about it, Igna kept a sincere smile.

"Then if you are healthy, can you still participate in the family magic show reserved by Mr. Parker's house this afternoon?" the blue-eyed gentleman asked.

"..." Igna's smile froze for a moment.

"Can you?" This time, it was Ignat who saw a sincere smile on the head of the regiment.

There was still a bit of flattery and hope on that face that was prematurely aging.

At this time, some memories belonging to the original owner came up.

Before Ignatius Abraham came to the circus to be a master juggler, the circus had been struggling to make ends meet.

It was only after this master juggler named "Dalot Evans" that the circus began to turn a profit.

It can be said that Dalot, the master juggler, is the ace of the puppet circus, and it is he who brings the hope of profit to the struggling circus.

Thanks to him, the circus received many private performances.

This allows them to earn relatively substantial fees.

But if they can't perform, the circus will have to pay a lot of delay fees and liquidated damages.

The economic situation of the circus has only just improved, and it can't stand any blow.

Thinking of this, Igna remembered the real appearance of the double-breasted dress he was wearing when he bumped into the captain. The collar is just the collar, and after taking off the coat and vest, it is just a circle of cloth around the neck. The double-breasted vest has only one appearance. The inner lining is made of pieces of old and new black cloth sewn together.

But at the same time, the puppet circus has never underpaid its employees, and the food they eat is above the average for all circuses.

"…"

"...Yes." For some reason, Igna heard himself say.

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"Why did I agree..." When the head of the regiment thanked again and repeated the revenue share this time, Igna felt a bit bitter in his mouth.

Just now, because of the influx of many memories, his mind became hot, and now his rationality has returned, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Igna found that he was too young and too impulsive.

"I was faced with a life-or-death decision just now..."

Before going out, Igna was hesitating whether to leave Constant.

However, now, after being sold so badly, I forgot the life-and-death matter I was thinking about just now, and I agreed.

"Forget it..." Igna comforted himself, "At this juncture now, there is no need to rush to run. Everyone runs to the door of the house and fights in front of the door, so running is not necessarily useful."

"Besides, at the level of his madness yesterday, he might run to the train together. In that case, it would be too restrictive. Maybe he would also implicate a train of people."

Recalling the look of the man he glimpsed outside the circus tent just now, Igna felt that his speculation was not exaggerated at all.

Although it was only fleeting, he could be sure that this person might not have much human emotion left behind.

"Dalot, Dalot... Are you listening to me?" A hand shook in front of Ignatius.

"Ah! What did you just say, sir?" Ignatius came back to his senses and shivered.

Oops! I was so fascinated just now! I didn't notice what the captain said at all!

"Are you thinking about the thing you were in a hurry to do just now?" The head of the regiment, Matthew, said in relief.

"I will not bother you anymore."

"Remember to go to Mr. Parker's house at five o'clock in the afternoon to prepare."

"...Okay." Ignat finally agreed.

Just do this last deal, and forget about the rest.

As for the liquidated damages, let's find an opportunity to put them in the office of the head of the regiment...

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See if this is square and upright :)