The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

"Can you take the makeup off your face?"

"Why, does it look awkward?"

"Well, a bit..."

"It's okay, you'll get used to it."

"Ah, what?"

Joyce didn't explain much, silently took off her makeup and returned to her original appearance.

When he was almost home, he casually asked: "Put these cosmetics away."

This small pile of things equals my annual salary... Sophia subconsciously refused:

"No, I can't have it."

Joyce said funnyly: "Do you want to put it here with me?"

"Do you think it fits?"

Sophia reluctantly agreed: "Then I will keep it first. Remember to ask me for it next time you want to use it."

Next time? There is no next time. This time is just a special situation... Joyce retorted in her heart and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

When I returned home, everything became so smooth and orderly, and the dangers and mysteries hiding in the shadows seemed to have disappeared.

The sun was lazy, and the crimson moon soon replaced it, and darkness once again enveloped the earth.

Day after day, year after year.

The night was getting dark, and Joyce suddenly stood up from the bed, fully armed, and quickly climbed down the window.

Suddenly I thought, will I become bald if I stay up late like this?

Probably not, after all, the physique of extraordinary people has been strengthened...

While he was thinking wildly, he landed lightly without disturbing anyone. He climbed over the wall with familiarity and called a night cab.

Xiangshu Avenue is far away. Walking there would be a waste of time and could easily lead to changes.

Without saying a word all the way, Joyce successfully found house No. 54.

Only the bedroom on the second floor had light. Through Eric's intelligence, we learned that this was a sign that Ove had not returned yet.

Joyce secretly thought that he was lucky, then put on an exquisite clown mask and sneaked into the living room on the first floor with ease.

He carefully stepped up the stairs and came to the door of the lighted bedroom. Through the crack in the door, he saw a woman wearing only pajamas reading a book by the light.

When he was preparing for his next move, a cat meow suddenly came from behind him.

"Meow~"

Joyce turned around in response and saw an orange cat with its tail erect and its eyes glimmering in the dark, showing a fighting posture towards him.

"What's wrong, Annie, didn't I feed you?"

The woman in the bedroom followed the sound and got out of bed. After opening the door, she saw the cat squatting in front of the door. She picked it up, stroked its back and said:

"Little greedy cat, are you hungry again?"

The cat meowed sharply again.

The woman continued to comfort her and was about to go downstairs to feed the cat some more food, but suddenly a round hard object hit her waist, and a strange voice came from behind:

"Don't move."

The woman was not ignorant of the world. She knew it was a gun, so she obediently stopped all movements and gave in decisively:

"What do you want? I can give you all the money."

"She's very calm! She is indeed the woman Ove values." Joyce was cautious and did not use her original voice:

"Slowly, turn your body around."

The woman turned around slowly and begged:

"I don't know anything about Ove. As long as you don't shoot, you can do whatever you want."

When she turned around completely, what she saw was not a specific human face, but a golden pupil, and at the same time, a repetitive and convincing voice came from her ears.

"I was invited by you to give Ove a surprise. We are good friends who talk about everything..."

After an unknown amount of time, the woman murmured:

"We are good friends...We are good friends..."

"Meow~"

The cat meowed, and the woman woke up from her confusion. When she saw the clown mask in front of her, she smiled kindly and took him into the bedroom.

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Ove planned to go home early today, but the sudden news disrupted his plan.

But he didn't mind because it was good news.

Eric, the "slut" from the "girl gang", disappeared. He left with a woman and never came back.

The information from the undercover was confirmed to be correct. Ove did not plan to take immediate action. Instead, he waited for them to become chaotic first, and then took advantage of the chaos to break in and collect them all in one fell swoop.

He made some preparations and plans for this, and came back a little late, but it did not affect his happy mood at all, and he even felt that he could still fight for 300 rounds.

Seeing the dim light in the bedroom on the second floor, Ove smiled with satisfaction.

The most satisfying thing about this woman is that she is obedient. As long as he says he wants to come back, she will never fall asleep first, let alone be in ecstasy on the bed...

He couldn't wait to release his passion, so he ordered: "You guys stay here and watch."

The subordinates responded skillfully at the same time. After the boss went upstairs, they sat around in the living room and chatted quietly.

Ove backed away from the bedroom door and found that there was no light on inside, only two candles lit. No wonder the brightness was different outside just now.

He asked curiously: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

The woman was wearing a thin silk pajamas, with her snow-white skin exposed on her chest, which was even more attractive under the red candlelight. She leaned close to Ove:

"This is so romantic, do you like it?"

"I like it. As long as it's you, I like it." Ove picked up the woman and threw her on the bed. He was so anxious that he threw himself on the bed before taking off his clothes:

"Come on, baby, let me be good..."

Unfortunately, before he could say the next words, the cold gun muzzle was punched directly into his head. He saw a man wearing a ridiculous clown mask emerge from the quilt and casually knocked out the frightened woman.

"Mr. Ove, nice to meet you."

Damn it! Ove cursed secretly, then raised his hands and slowly backed away.

"Friends, we can discuss anything. There is no need to get so tense! Don't disturb the brothers below."

Joyce tilted his head slightly and grinned a funny and dangerous smile in his clown mask:

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, absolutely not."

Ove denied it decisively and reluctantly advised: "Maybe there is a misunderstanding between us!"

"Let me ask you a few questions and answer them truthfully, otherwise I will shoot you immediately."

Then, Joyce added faintly:

"Don't try to struggle. Low-sequence Beyonders cannot resist bullets at all. I have done many experiments on this."

Damn it! Ove's face turned stiff, feeling like his underwear was being seen clearly, and he said flatteringly:

"You can ask, but I will never refuse. You can take whatever you want, including that woman..."

You two really match each other... Joyce cursed and asked calmly:

"Who asked you to investigate Joyce Best?"

Ove's face flashed with surprise, and he suddenly reacted:

"Were you sent by that baron?"

"My people were killed by you...and Eric, he was also killed by you?"

He knows a lot. It seems he has found the right person... Joyce lowered his face and said coldly:

"answer my question."

"No, I can't say!"

Ove's expression was complicated, fearful, bitter, and mixed with fanaticism.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Joyce hit him in the head with the revolver.

"Some things are more important than life."

Damn, is this the line you should say? Maybe he was influenced by something, just like Eric... Joyce changed the question:

"Do you know Crowe?"

"Clo? I don't know him."

Ove shook his head, his expression not appearing to be fake.

"Then do you know Ianna?"

Hearing this name, Ove suddenly became excited and said excitedly:

"How did you know it was her!"

"who are you?"

Was the sound so loud so that it could be heard downstairs? Joyce did not expect that he would react so violently, and he heard the sound of heavy objects trampling on the stairs.

Someone is coming up!

Realizing that the enemy was distracted, Ove seized this momentary opportunity and immediately moved his head away from the muzzle of the gun, while showing a proud smile.

But the next second, a dagger was inserted into his abdomen. He stretched out his hand to stop it, but lost in his most proud strength.

Then he saw the revolver pointed at his forehead.

With one "bang" shot, Ove was dead.