Odd Containment Specialist

Huangfu Zuoren took out his cell phone and made a call.

In the Windsor Castle in the British Empire, a man's cell phone rang.

"Mr. Huangfu, how come you have time to call me? I remember you are always busy, right? Last time I invited you to my castle party, you didn't come." Carter said, while putting down the knife and fork in his hand, raised his hand, and asked the servant beside him to wipe the strawberry jam off his fingers with a napkin, and then stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window is a large area of ​​green grass, and there are almost no people. The huge castle looks a little gloomy even on a sunny day, but Carter has become accustomed to such a life. The real life of the British royal family is like this, just like his real mission, secret and quiet to no one disturbing.

"Your Highness Carter, when I was a guest last time, you took me to see a painting, do you remember?"

Hearing Huangfu Zuoren's question, Carter frowned slightly and began to recall what happened during that period last year.

"Family painting? Or the "The Judgement of King Arthur"? Which painting are you referring to?"

"Family painting, you told me about the maid in the painting."

Carter sighed irritably when he heard it, regretting his indulgent drinking behavior that day.

Drinking is indeed a mistake, and that kind of thing is not something you can casually talk about with outsiders.

He thought Huangfu Zuoren had forgotten it, but he didn't expect that he remembered it for so long.

"Maid? Oh, there is one in the painting, my grandfather's personal maid, why did you suddenly mention this?" Carter tried to play dumb to get through this difficult time, but Huangfu Zuoren didn't give him this opportunity.

"You told me the story of the maid at that time, saying that although she was a royal maid on the surface, she was actually the caretaker of your royal family. The early death of your royal descendants was not a so-called genetic problem at all, but because of that maid. You also said..."

"Wait, I don't remember saying this, did I really say that at the time?" Carter said with a fake smile.

"Really? You also said that in order to get rid of her, your father and grandfather spent a lot of effort and finally succeeded. You didn't say that as a joke that day."

"I might have drunk too much that day, and I really don't remember anything." Carter laughed.

"But I saw her." Huangfu Zuoren suddenly said.

Carter was stunned. His brain received this information accurately, but it was precisely because the possibility of this information coming was too huge to accept that there was a five-second silence.

He didn't know whether he should continue to pretend or ask the other party directly for specific details.

Carter's heart ached again. He recalled the summer night with thunder and rain, also in this Windsor Castle, and also in the restaurant where he was standing now. The hunched-backed, snow-white-haired grandfather sat at the top of the dining table. In the dark restaurant, only the three orderly candlesticks on the long table emitted a faint light.

Under the candlelight, he could only see the vague outlines of the adults. Everyone's expression was hidden in the dark yellow light, and only the most prominent parts were outlined by the candlelight.

Carter will never forget the maid Alice standing behind his grandfather in the dim light, with her silvery-white eyes. Although he knew nothing at that time, he already felt a different depressing atmosphere from the past. This suffocating feeling was like an unbreakable lock that sealed the doors, windows and all exits of the restaurant.

As a child, he really couldn't stand this terrible atmosphere, and whispered "It's so dark", and then he heard Alice gently say to him "Your Highness, just wait a little longer."

He trusted Alice, because Alice had been his playmate since he was very young, and had been with him since he could remember. She seemed to know everything and was more proficient in all aspects than the teachers his parents hired for him, whether it was horse riding, painting, piano, dance, etiquette, it seemed that there was nothing she was not proficient in.

He always felt that Alice could completely replace those teachers who sprayed unpleasant perfume and be responsible for his education. Alice was much gentler and more professional than those teachers, and she smelled very good, but his parents did not allow his request, just because Alice was his grandfather's personal maid.

"When you grow up, Alice will be your maid, and you can ask her to do whatever you want." His father once told him.

Carter had fantasized about this promise until that thunderstorm night, when everything changed.

How old was he at that time?

The specific time in his memory was a bit confused, maybe thirteen years old, or sixteen years old? Or was it only ten years old?

Carter could not remember it clearly. That memory seemed to be affected by some mysterious power and turned into a water-soaked oil painting. It was difficult to recognize the specific image. Only the strongest fragments left an indelible mark on him like a red-hot iron, just like the wound in his heart.

He could not forget the pain when his father stabbed the knife into his heart, and he could not forget Alice's cold silver eyes.

His screams at that time have now turned into nightmares, repeating in the middle of the night and torturing his nerves.

Only one step away... only one step away at that time, and he could completely get rid of that woman.

"Your Highness Carter, why don't you say anything?" Huangfu Zuoren's voice was filled with a hint of smile.

Knowing that the other party had seen through him, Carter stopped hiding and asked directly: "Where did you see her?"

"Your Highness Carter, I have always liked your skeleton pen. Can you give it to me?"

"That's not the price."

"Then let's talk about it next time. Now I have to do something."

"Wait!"

"Have you changed your mind?"

"I can give you the pen, but the location information is not enough to exchange for the pen. I hope you can help me. Our British royal family will definitely remember your kindness." Carter said.

This time, it was Huangfu Zuoren's turn to be silent.

No matter how stupid he was, he could hear what this sentence meant. This was a threat.

Huangfu Zuoren didn't expect that the maid was so important to the British royal family, so important that the cynical prince would speak to him in this tone.

"I see. We are friends. I will send you the address now, but it is not possible to take pictures because the maid is in a spirit state now."

"Spirit state?!"

"Yes, she is now possessed by someone. The owner is Xia Shou from the Jiangbo City Control Bureau."

"Xia Shou..." Carter repeated the name and nodded slowly, "I see. I will contact you later. I need to check something now."