Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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At nearly twelve o'clock, Edward came out of the library of the Cragg Club and went downstairs to the restaurant for lunch. A Highland-style lamb chop, a strawberry cheesecake, and the drink was appetizing apple juice. Lamb chops can barely be considered a staple food. Today's limited supply of buttered lobster is worth looking forward to, and you can also get a delicious seafood pasta later.

The cheese cake is sweet and sour, and the juice will bring a perfect taste experience. The lamb chops are juicy and delicious... This is the human taste. Edward slowly and leisurely cuts the food on the plate with a knife and fork. The taste of cheese is similar to the loss of intellectual body. The last glimmer of hope, the chicken with lettuce has the refreshing taste of digesting star core. Apple juice and liqueur can bring about the giddy yet satisfying feeling that comes from consuming too much food and knowledge all at once. It's very inefficient eating, but it feels good.

Halfway through the meal, a human came to the table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Vaughn." The male human said briskly, "I've been seeing you at the club lately."

"Yes, now is the most leisurely time before the New Year."

Edward replied politely, comparing this voice with the voiceprints he had stored with higher frequency under the category "Krag Club", and quickly found the answer: "Today's lamb chops are delicious, maybe you You can consider giving it a try, Mr. Talim.”

"You're right, I happen to be hungry." Talim, who had just finished work in the morning, happily accepted and went to the self-service area. When he came back, he had brought two lamb chops and pies. He sat opposite Edward and was not in a hurry to eat. Instead, he asked with great interest:

"Mr. Vaughn, the recent serial murders are really disturbing. Are you paying attention to this matter?"

"Of course." Edward took a bite of the pasta. "This is very interesting creative material. I have been learning about the situation through newspapers."

Talim showed a true expression: "The detectives are also very concerned about the follow-up of this crazy case." He nodded towards a table next to him, "The two people over there are my friends, and one is a reporter. One is a great detective, and they are discussing this matter."

He looked at the food and nodded: "Since this matter has attracted such widespread attention, clues should be found soon."

"I hope so." Talim shook his head and sighed, and raised another topic very naturally, "I wonder what you think about love? A friend of mine finally got his wish to find the object of love at first sight, but neither party I can take solace in this relationship."

"By the way, Mr. Vaughn, you have a rich family fortune, excellent connections and charm, why don't you find a woman to spend the rest of your life with?" Talim digressed, "I heard that you were active in the war as a soldier. If you were ten years younger, I would have hired you as my mentor."

"...I once welcomed a mistress, so there is no room for the next person." He glanced at the less obvious scar on the ring finger of his right hand, where there was a ring. The glorious deeds are still circulated as horror stories or nursery rhymes in some areas. The devil in some areas is very modest. "As for joining the army, that was a long, long time ago. Now I am just an ordinary person."

"Ah." Talim was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry to mention your sadness. I didn't know that such a thing had happened."

"It doesn't matter."

"Is it because of their status or worldly vision?" Edward asked casually, not expecting Talim's answer, "Reality cannot be compared with stories. Why don't you consider elopement?"

"This is not okay!"

Talim was startled and quickly stopped him. After he finished speaking, he realized that his voice was a bit loud. The gentlemen and ladies sitting nearby looked at him in surprise at his sudden excitement. Talim coughed twice quickly, his cheeks turned red from suppressing it, and he lowered his voice and explained: "Elopement is not possible... Mr. Vaughn, that Excellency is an important heir to a great nobleman. If he runs away, in order to find him, the entire Baekeland All virtues will be turned upside down!"

"So this is actually a Cinderella story?"

"That's right - oh, it's really distressing, but that's how relationships are, they always come up so unreasonably, right?" Talim didn't dare to continue on this topic and quickly changed the direction, "Yes. Now, a businessman who is new to Backlund has solved the problem of accommodation and has booked a banquet at his home next month to make new friends."

Edward looked at him, waiting for him to continue. As expected, the gentleman spoke enthusiastically: "I wonder if you have heard of it? The businessman Mr. Carter discovered a large area of ​​ancient ruins under his newly purchased mansion. There were venomous snakes living in the ruins, which looked like snakes. The beginning of a drama or horror story, right? That's what Mr. Carter said himself. He also said that the person who helped him solve the problem was an experienced and excellent detective. Mr. Vaughan, you have no butler or servant in your home, maybe in the future There will be areas where this detective’s help is needed.”

I have servants, from 6 to 3, they are all demons. Of course, they will not let you see... The Angel of the Abyss thought quietly and replied: "You made me a little excited. Can I ask his surname?" ?”

"That's the one sitting there, wearing the gold-rimmed glasses -"

Talim raised his hand and pointed, and then froze in place. Because they chatted for too long, the reporter Mr. Mike and the detective who had something to do had already left first. He had no choice but to scratch his head and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I can only recommend you next time. Well, the name of the great detective is Sherlock Moriarty. He is very smart. I believe he will be there soon." It is well known in Backlund and will definitely reach your ears by then."

Edward was silent for a few seconds and suddenly asked Talim an unrelated question: "Did Emperor Russell publish a series of detective stories called "The Sherlock Holmes"?"

The equestrian instructor blurted out: "What is that?"

85

Later on Wednesday, after entrusting the information related to the simple task "Finding Lanerwus" obtained from Miss Audrey to several bounty hunters who were familiar with each other in the East District, Hugh thought briefly and walked to Daraway Street. At the intersection with another street, there is a door to the charity school established by the "Ernst Foundation".

This small charity school has only two three-story buildings, standing in a relatively clean and quiet area on the street. One is a dormitory for homeless children and teachers, and the other is a place for classes.

Under the stern gaze of the old guard who had only one eye but was still strong enough to beat five veterans, Xio took off his crude disguise and revealed his true colors. Then she entered the teaching building, walked directly to the top floor, and knocked politely on the door of a room.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside.

Xio pushed the door open and saw the familiar girl sitting behind the desk writing something. Seeing the guest come in, the girl raised her head, revealing a face with large scars: "Xiu, what's the matter?"

"Miss Maria." Facing the principal of the charity school and the head of the "Ernst Foundation" Backlund East District, Xiu did not dare to be careless and immediately explained his purpose, "I am tracking down a fraudster. He seems to be hiding in the East District now, hoping to borrow your power."

"Scammer?" Maria's eyes lit up at first, then she thought of something and asked in a subtle tone, "Can I ask his name?"

"His name is Lanreus." Xio replied, and Maria's expression became even more subtle. "He has already made away with a total of more than ten thousand pounds. The reward for him is very high from Silverfield, private individuals and organizations. It's considerable (Hugh emphasized the word), I think I can give it a try."

"..." Maria was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

"I will help you keep an eye on this matter, so I hope you can collect useful clues as soon as possible." She replied calmly.

After watching Xio leave her office, the lawyer, who is both a member of the charity foundation and the head of the East District of the cult organization "Pilgrimage Sect", pressed her temples and pulled out yesterday's document from a stack of paperwork in her hand. The simple secret message I just sent you:

"It is confirmed that Lan Ervus has absconded, and his status as "God's Favorite" has been revoked. He is regarded as a traitor. He will be captured alive as much as possible and allowed to be killed on the spot. "

The signature is Mr. Z.

"Is it a coincidence that the bounty hunter actually started chasing Lanrewus? Or did he expose the clues himself?" Maria murmured to herself, looking out the window, and happened to see Xio's back leaving the charity school, "She may have I will visit a few more times, and it is necessary to write back to Mr. Z about this matter."

"In addition, there are serial murder cases suspected of demon promotion, and the kidnapping of young girls that has suddenly become rampant recently..."

Recently, the East District has been even more uneasy than in the past, with an undercurrent surging. Maria's expression became a little ferocious. She took out a small, palm-sized round mirror from the drawer, looked at her face, and then sighed. With her simple black hair and not-so-remarkable appearance, coupled with the fact that she had been seriously injured in an extraordinary incident, most of her face was covered with horrific scars. Even if she wanted to use herself as a bait, the kidnappers would not like her. she.

What's more, there are also matters such as unemployment settlement, family dispute mediation, and helping the workers' union to file lawsuits to demand wages, etc., which she can't get away from.

"Admissor!" Maria quickly wrote the short report, called the member of her command who didn't look very smart but was relatively reliable, put the letter into his hand, and ordered, "After school, when you go back, give this letter to Mr. Z and ask him to take back some members of the Aurora Society working here to avoid anything happening."

Mr. Monster, who had been promoted for less than a week, held a mop and a rag in his left hand and a secret message in his right hand, nodding confusedly and seriously.

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"My dear friend:

Traynor, Zhan Xinan! I have received the list of winter supplies from your steward. Thank you for your donation. I will be ready to receive it as soon as possible.

The situation within the foundation is stable. Thanks to everyone's efforts, losses have been reduced compared to previous years. The annual report will be sent with the letter next time.

Also, thank you Lord for your mercy! Dear friends, the Aurora Society seems to have received the oracle from the true Creator and has begun to cooperate more closely and seriously with us. The members of the Aurora Club work enthusiastically and reach new heights every day. They are all kind-hearted people and work hard. I am very touched.

your loyal collaborator

Richard Ernst

Viscount Traynor, who had experienced the decline of his family, the Russell coup, and the Intis revolution, was very confused. He stared at the text message over and over again for five minutes, and black question marks filled his mind.

Unexpectedly, in his lifetime, he would actually see someone describe the Aurora Society mob as kind. Traynor felt complicated. For the umpteenth time, he felt that there must be something wrong with either Richard's brain or his eyes. But then I thought about it, even my father could be gentle and kind in his eyes. As long as he accepted the fact that the structure of Richard's brain was different from ordinary people, this matter seemed to be completely understandable.

…

Forget it, I still don’t understand. He burned the letter, dismissed the demon messenger who was squatting on the window frame waiting for a reply, and fell back on the velvet bed.

Traynor gave up thinking, lay down under the quilt, and fell asleep undecided.

TBC

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Edward discovered something interesting.

Brief character introduction:

Maria. Without a surname, an orphan picked up and raised by the Pilgrim Sect, a Sequence 6 Corrupted Baron, lives in the East District, uses the gentlest name, fights the toughest fights, and mediates the messiest disputes. She is the eldest sister respected by everyone in the East District. She is good at messing around, defending innocence, defending in mitigation, and exploiting legal loopholes. She is a "lawyer" that no decent person is willing to hire.

Maria's most serious lawsuit was to help the workers recover their deducted wages and work-related injury subsidies. The fight became more and more exciting, and finally she found evidence and sent the other party's lawyers to the second trial.

Workers' Guild: The eldest sister is awesome! !