Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

"You'll find out soon."

Joyce said something meaningful.

"You wait in the car."

Sophia watched him get out of the car and leave, but didn't realize it for a while, because Mr. Baron's voice changed into a female voice, and it still sounded good!

The coachman took the double fare in surprise, watched a strange "woman" get off the car and walked away quickly, and muttered suspiciously:

"Did I pull her?"

…………

Xiangshu Avenue is located close to the dock area, which is where adventurers and pirates are more active.

There were many reward lists for pirates posted on the gate of the Gentleman's Bar. Joyce glanced casually and opened the gate, and what he saw was a chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly.

A dancer in ragged clothes stood in the center of the stage, dancing her body around the pole. Under the stage, a group of men drugged by alcohol were holding up wine glasses, howling in unison with the movements of the dancer.

Joyce in women's clothing entered the bar, as distinct as fireflies in the night sky.

Every guest who found him showed a surprised look, and some big drunk men even staggered towards him... They were either scared away by his eyes, or fell to the ground with his kick.

This kind of behavior is not only unstoppable, but will cause bursts of cheers.

It made him feel like a monkey... Joyce frowned, and walked quickly to the bar.

The bartender had noticed this strange "woman" a long time ago, and his experience told him that this kind of "woman" should not be messed with, so he pretended nothing happened, wiped his glass and greeted:

"Beauty, come here for the first time, what do you want to drink?"

Joyce did not hide the disgust in his eyes at all, and asked directly in a female voice:

"Is Eric there?"

The bartender stopped what he was doing, straightened his body, and while winking at his accomplices in the hall, he asked:

"What are you looking for him for?"

Feeling someone approaching behind him, Joyce didn't care, and said coldly:

"Someone told me that Eric is well-informed, and I have a valuable commission to entrust to him."

"Who told you to come?"

Joyce turned his head and saw two dark-skinned strong men standing in front of him in a surrounding posture. He pretended to be arrogant and asked:

"Are you Eric?"

Anger flashed across the eyes of the burly man who asked aloud, and he stared at Joyce coldly for a while, the companion next to him broke the deadlock and said:

"The boss is upstairs."

"Come with me."

Joyce was stopped by the guard on the stairs, but he saw Eric sitting alone at the table drinking.

As Dean said, he was well dressed, with fair skin and weak facial features, more like a woman than himself in women's clothing...

The bodyguard said something in his ear, Eric looked at this side, waved his hand, and the guard let Joyce pass.

"It's rare for a lady with your temperament to appear in front of me."

Joyce put on an attitude of knowing you, trying to fit the identity he designed for himself, a rich lady with an extreme personality,

"I heard that you are very powerful. I have a commission, can you complete it?"

Eric smiled indifferently:

"It depends on what you entrust and the price you are willing to pay."

"As long as you can finish it, money is not a problem." Joyce promised proudly, looked around and said:

"It's too noisy here, do you have a quieter room?"

Eric drank the red wine in the glass:

"Satisfying a lady's request is the basic quality of a gentleman."

Joyce followed him into a room with good sound insulation. As expected, two bodyguards followed and walked in, with the revolver around his waist looming.

"I've always thought that human life is the most precious thing, no matter how much you care about it, you can't take it too far."

Eric explained while sitting on the sofa:

"Now you can talk about your commission."

A human trafficker pretends to be a philosopher, and gets crowned with monkeys... Joyce cursed inwardly, and sat across from him calmly:

"Before we talk about commissioning, I want to show you something first."

Then, he slowly spread out his right hand, as if there was some peerless treasure inside, completely attracting Eric's attention.

This "woman" seems to have been holding her right fist since she came in... Eric recalled that this was enough to arouse his curiosity.

It was a golden pupil.

The moment he saw it, Eric felt as if someone had hit his head hard, and the pain and fear made him scream.

Then, many memories appeared in his mind, and those memories seemed to conflict with each other and refused to give in to each other, and finally merged into one sentence: The person with golden pupils is his master, and he will obey its orders unconditionally.

After a short period of confusion, Eric regained consciousness. He saw his bodyguard pointing a revolver at the "woman"'s head. The "woman" kept a kind smile and said to him calmly:

"We should talk alone, don't you think?"

He nodded subconsciously, followed Joyce's suggestion, and angrily scolded the bodyguard:

"Put the gun away and get the hell out."

When there were only the two of them left in the room, Joyce resumed his male voice and hurriedly asked:

"Who made you spy on Joyce Best?"

"It's Chloe."

Eric answered without hesitation.

Crowe! That Chloe I killed? What is this unfolding?

Joyce's brain suddenly shut down, he reacted a second later, and immediately asked:

"In his forties, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, Crowe, who used to be a pirate?"

Eric recalled for two seconds:

"I don't know if he's a pirate or not, but the other descriptions fit well. In addition, he also has a golden pupil."

It's really him, "Smart Clover"!

He was investigating me, and I killed him... Boy, it's both ways!

"What's your relationship with Crowe?" Joyce asked calmly.

"He is my master, no...the golden pupil is my master...so, you are my master now."

Eric's words were a little confused, as if different thoughts were fighting in his head, but Joyce quickly understood what he meant.

The living Crowe used the "Eye of Social Death" to control Eric to do things for him, but now that Crowe is dead, the "Eye of Social Death" fell into Joyce's hands.

Just now he gave Eric another psychological hint, which just happened to conflict with Crowe's hint. By accident, Eric now regards the "Eye of Social Death" as his master...

"Hehe, you really know how to get stuck on bugs..."

Wait, how do I say this English word!

I was obviously muttering in my heart, why did I say it...Damn, the eye of death...Fortunately, the Amon content in the air nearby is zero, otherwise I would have nothing!

Joyce put away the "Eye of Social Death" with an ugly face, and asked Eric again:

"Why did Crowe ask you to investigate me...Joyce?"

"I don't know." Eric replied flatly.

"Where are the results of the investigation?" He changed the question.

"no result."

Why is there no result... Joyce was quite surprised by this: "Tell me in detail."

"A month ago, Crowe asked me to monitor Joyce Best's every move..."

Eric sorted out his thoughts and began to talk, but was interrupted before finishing the first sentence.

"etc."

Joyce stopped it aloud: "A month ago?"

"Yes."

At that time, I hadn't traveled through time... I subconsciously thought that Crowe was coming for me, but I didn't expect that the surveillance started a month ago, and he was watching the original owner. Why...

After a short thought, Joyce motioned Eric to continue.