Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

"A month ago, Joyce Best was living in the Rose Manor outside the city. It was a private property, and the guards were very accurate with marksmanship. My people couldn't sneak in."

"Afterwards, I tried to bribe the servants in the manor to deliver the message, but I didn't expect them to be very loyal to Best, and they were not moved at all."

Hearing this, Joyce smiled. Most of the servants in the manor were children adopted by his father, William, and it was not easy to bribe them.

"On May 24th, Joyce Best returned to Bayam, and the monitoring work officially started."

Quite professional... Joyce laughed in his heart, and found Eric's tone became depressed.

"However, the person I sent out to monitor, Amy was accidentally caught by the police, and two people disappeared inexplicably. The loss was heavy, but the results were almost zero."

"Fortunately, Crowe didn't come after he only asked briefly twice."

Eric turned into gloating and said:

"And I heard that Ove's people are also dead, hahaha, they deserve it."

Wait, why I can't keep up with his train of thought, who is Ove... Joyce thought about it, and asked.

Eric gritted his teeth and said:

"Ovey is the leader of the gangster who robbed me of business, the behind-the-scenes owner of the Fragrant Leaf Tree Bar, a very good at fighting, a barbarian who never speaks politely, bastard."

Joyce's doubts were not solved, so he continued to ask:

"What does this Ove have to do with Joyce?"

"The barbarian didn't know why, but he also sent someone to follow Joyce Best, and was also secretly erased."

Eric's explanation was really beyond Joyce's expectation, no, it should be said: There are unexpected gains!

How many people have I offended! Why are you watching me! Gan!

It's almost a mahjong table... Joyston felt tired and had to ask Ove for more information.

Thirty years old, tall, with a messy beard that never gets trimmed, good at fighting, drunk and lustful, recently took care of a woman from the Red Theater, living at No. 54 Xiangshu Avenue...

Sure enough, the enemy knows you best... After Eric's simple introduction, a complete image of Ove quickly formed in Joyce's mind.

It sounds like a low-sequence Extraordinary from the warrior path, who ordered him to watch me? Could it be Crow too... Joyce kept turning his thoughts, and asked on a whim:

"Do you know Ianna?"

Eric shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

Joyce has already got the answer to the question, and also got additional clues, the harvest is enough, and finally asked just in case:

"Is there anything else you can tell me about Joyce Best?"

Eric thought about it seriously, but still shook his head: "No more."

All right, Joyce raised his legs and said contemptuously:

"Then tell me about yourself, what bad things has a qualified gangster done?"

Eric seemed to be in high spirits, and even his expression became more vivid. He told in detail, including instigating the high-level gangsters who had been involved with each other to kill each other, cutting off the tongues of the enemy's entire family, raping and murdering women, and abducting children...

A demon disguised as a gentleman, a typical psychopath... Joyce listened coldly, suppressed his anger, and finally followed him out of the room.

"I'm going out with this lady, you don't have to follow."

Eric gave instructions to the bodyguard outside the door, and then led Joyce out of the bar, and after two corners, he found the carriage parked there.

Sophia was doubting her life when she suddenly saw a strange man entering the carriage, she was taken aback suddenly, and before she had time to ask, she saw the Baron in women's clothing followed him in.

The carriage starts.

"who is he?"

Sophia blinked her smart eyes, asking Joyce.

The latter quickly understood and ordered: "Introduce yourself."

"My name is Eric, nice to meet you, beautiful lady."

Eric put his hand on his chest, bowed and said.

Even though he acted like a gentleman, it didn't prevent Sophia from showing a shocked expression and blurting out:

"Eric! The boss of the gentleman gang! Why are you here?"

"It's my servant. As for why I'm here, it's naturally the master's order." Eric admitted blankly.

Owner! Who is his master? Sophia turned her gaze to Mr. Baron, who opened the corners of his mouth and smiled, then closed his eyes without any desire to answer.

Sophia was full of doubts and had nowhere to answer, and she didn't want to meet the leader of the child-trafficking gang, so she had to turn her head to one side, and finally closed her eyes half-closed like Joyce.

The carriage moved forward steadily and arrived at the destination amidst Sophia's torment.

A strange house, the neighborhood is very quiet, Sophia asked:

"What is this place?"

"This is my home, beautiful lady, a safe house known only to me and the master."

Eric opened the door with the key and gestured to come in.

Noticing the gaze cast by the maid, Joyce nodded calmly:

"It's okay, let's go in."

When Eric was ordered to pour the wine, Sophia finally couldn't help but speak, and a series of questions kept popping out of the cherry mouth:

"Why do we come here? When did you become his master? He's a big villain! What the hell is going on here?"

Joyce pressed his hands empty and signaled the maid to be calm:

"This is a very complicated matter, and I will explain it to you in the future."

"Answer me a question first, have you ever seen a murder?"

Sophia was taken aback, recalling the night she was rescued ten years ago, when Mr. William led the soldiers to wipe out the gangsters, the smoke of iron and fire, and the blood soaked the soles of her shoes...

She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I've seen it."

"That's good." Joyce was slightly surprised, but continued to speak calmly:

"Don't scream for a while."

scream? Why? Sophia didn't understand what Mr. Baron meant.

Joyce didn't explain, because Eric came over with a bottle of red wine, poured it into two goblets and put it on the table like a waiter.

Seeing this, Joyce smiled and said to Eric, "Thank you."

"Can you turn around?"

Eric had no objection. Behind him, Joyce drew the revolver from his waist, pointed it at the back of his head, and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang", blood and brains oozed out, and Eric collapsed to the ground.

Joyce, on the other hand, held up the red wine with an expressionless expression, and drank it down in one gulp.

Sophia covered her mouth with her hands, but she didn't scream. She looked at the corpse and then at Mr. Baron, and all her thoughts were reduced to one sentence:

"Why?"

"This is the cruelty of the extraordinary world."

Joyce put away the revolver, as if speaking to the maid, but also as if expressing emotion to himself:

"Stepping into this world, madness and danger can never be avoided."

"We fight against enemies on the surface, entangle with enemies hiding in the shadows, and even fight against ourselves."

"Damn him," Sophia said softly.

"What?" Joyce asked in amazement.

Sophia stared at Eric's body and said loudly:

"Damn him."

"I want to become a Extraordinary just to make these people disappear and make the world beautiful and kind."

What a pure dream that will never come true... Joyce sighed inwardly, and poured himself another glass of wine:

"I hope you can keep this enthusiasm."

"cheers."