The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

While having breakfast, Joyce kept thinking about how to find out about Ianna quickly and secretly?

Ordinary people have no access to such a high class, but he can, but he can't just catch someone and ask them if they know a woman named Ianna. That would be too stupid.

The best way is to induce others to take the initiative to talk about relevant things when chatting. After all, gossip is human nature.

Obviously the "audience" is more suitable for this job! Joyce glanced at Sophia and sighed silently.

"Go get Harry."

Soon, Harry heard the sound and came over, and Joyce asked him:

"Have you received any invitations to any banquets recently?"

Harry was a little confused. Didn't you ask me to turn down all the invitations? He paused before replying:

"General Gordon's dinner is on Saturday."

Joyce said "hmm":

"I know this. Are there any other invitations?"

"You have also been invited to Senator North's ball on Thursday night." Harry thought about it carefully and picked out the one that Mr. Baron was most likely to be interested in:

"Congressman North's political views are relatively moderate. He has had many exchanges with Mr. William and the relationship is acceptable."

Representative North... Oh, I remembered. He called on the kingdom to no longer colonize the Rhoside Islands, but to use joint governance with the locals to eliminate the pain caused by the war in decades and let the

Rosted truly became a part of Loen.

The idea is beautiful, but too naive... Joyce sighed for him in his heart and decided:

"Reply to Senator North, I will attend the ball."

"Okay, Monsieur Baron."

Although Harry was a little puzzled by Mr. Baron's change of attitude, he still bowed and left.

Not long after, he came back again.

"Mr. Baron, the local policeman named Dean is here and said he has something to report to you."

The movement was quite fast. It seemed that his gangster career was not in vain... Joyce smiled with satisfaction.

"Ask him to come over...forget it, go directly to the study."

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This was Dean's second time entering this garden villa. The first time he visited, he was so nervous that he kept his head down the whole time and missed the opportunity to observe.

This time, he successfully completed two of Baron Best's tasks, carrying a huge amount of money that was unimaginable before, and his self-confidence has slightly recovered.

A male servant's daily clothes are comparable to my most decent clothes... Dean looked at the male servant leading the way and sighed, walking through the neatly manicured garden, he saw another male servant watering the flowers and plants... It is said that this

There are villas, stables, and underground wine cellars, and I don’t know what the "Olmyr wine" named after the Giant King tastes like...

Elegant decoration, a hall that can accommodate hundreds of people, expensive-looking carpets... Dean's thoughts wandered all the way, and he unknowingly arrived at the second floor of the villa.

Trying to calm down, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in."

Dean pushed the door open and saw Baron Best, who was about the same age as him but made him feel ashamed, and the beautiful maid who seemed to always be standing next to him.

Well, she can be called the second most beautiful woman I have ever seen... He only glanced briefly, then lowered his head unconsciously, until Baron Best asked in a statement:

"It's done."

Dean nodded quickly, took out a bulging envelope from his arms and handed it over:

"It has been processed and the bounty was collected through a safe channel. Therefore, I paid a lot of risk fees and only received 920 pounds."

After finishing his already drafted answer, he couldn't help but look up and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Baron Best's face remained normal.

Although he did not embezzle a penny, the shortfall of two hundred and eighty pounds was enough to scare him. Fortunately, Baron Best obviously knew the rules and had no intention of pursuing them... He didn't even count the money, and it was more than nine hundred pounds.

Count the money!

Unable to know Dean's complicated inner life, Joyce was very interested in this young man who took the initiative to get involved. He was neat, ambitious and knew the rules.

He took out fifty pounds in cash and said appreciatively:

"Your efficiency is much faster than I thought. This is what you deserve."

Fifty pounds!

Dean knew that he would definitely get a bonus, which was a way for superiors to control others, but he didn't expect that he would get fifty pounds, which was more than what he spent to buy the police position.

Is this what nobility is?

I took it with great gratitude and looked at the face of King Loen of unknown generation printed on the banknotes. It was the first time I felt so kind.

Joyce was not surprised by Dean's behavior because there was a maid beside him who loved money more. Moreover, he found that Sophia only liked to save money but almost never spent it. He wondered if she would be the same as him.

Play counting banknotes when you are alone.

He took a sip of the warm Earl Gray tea. After all, drinking coffee all the time was a bit monotonous. He found that Dean had no intention of leaving. He was very good at seeing guests last time. Maybe he didn't know how to drink tea to see guests off?

"Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Baron, the matter you asked me to investigate before has come to fruition."

Investigating something... By the way, the police station caught a gang member claiming to be a rebel spying on him...

Things have been so many and complicated recently that Joyce almost forgot this little thing:

"Yeah, let's talk about it."

After receiving permission, Dean began to talk. He skipped the specific process and directly stated the conclusion:

"The gang member who was caught is named Amy. After my investigation, he is now working for the Gentlemen's Party."

"Gentlemen's party?" Joyce asked cooperatively.

"The Gentlemen's Party is a new gangster force that has only emerged in recent years. The boss's name is Eric. He has recruited a group of unemployed homeless people and gangsters. On the surface, he is engaged in the business of buying and selling information, but secretly he is trafficking in children.

, the good-looking ones are sold to the Red Theater and various brothels, and the unsightly ones are discounted and have their hands and feet trained to beg..."

What a bad gangster! Joyce showed the appropriate anger at the right time, and his sense of justice burst out as if he wanted to bring them to justice, but that was all, because he had heard of more brutal crimes than this.

But the body of the maid next to her began to tremble. Her expression showed panic, fear, and hatred...

He suddenly remembered that the maid had been kidnapped by a gang and lost her only relative... Was he feeling the same after hearing similar things? Maybe the fear buried deep in his heart was rekindled?

Joyce held Sophia's trembling hand and gave her a firm look to calm her down.

Then, he turned to look at Dean, who had stopped talking long ago:

"Why do the gentlemen want to spy on me?"

Dean, who had been lowering his head since seeing the maid acting strangely, replied:

"Because of a commission, but only Eric, the boss of the Gentlemen's Party, knows the identity of the trustee."

"How much do you know about Eric?" Joyce asked, changing her mind.

Dean made a special investigation for this purpose and said confidently:

"Eric is a man under forty years old, with a feminine appearance. He hates being told that he looks like a woman. He always says 'be elegant', but he is ruthless and ruthless in his actions."

"He was once a member of a gang, but for some reason, the top gang leaders all died overnight due to cannibalism. The final result was that Eric took over most of the men, established the Gentlemen's Party, and established contact with the Red Theater

, quickly gain a foothold.”

"The information center of the Gentlemen's Party is at the 'Gentlemen's Bar' on Xiangshu Avenue. Eric will spend most of his time in the bar accepting commissions and giving orders."

After finishing his investigation results in one breath, his mouth went dry. Dean looked up and found that Baron Best was deep in thought, and the second most beautiful maid had also regained her composure at some point.

After a while, Joyce said:

"I am a person who likes exchange of equal value. Your investigation is very detailed. These fifty pounds are your reward."

Dean once again took the gold pound with great gratitude and deliberately complimented:

"Thanks to the letter you sent to the police station, I had the opportunity to find out this information."

He was quite skillful in using the power of a fox and a tiger, so he probably didn’t expect this level... Joyce said lightly:

“Only those who are good at seizing opportunities will have a chance to succeed.”

Dean said humbly, said goodbye again and left wisely.

Joyce turned her attention to the maid next to her.