The sin of wearing a crown

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

In the lounge, Aitali, who was placed on the sofa, hugged her chest with her hands, trying hard to show off an oppressive aura, but unfortunately she had already seen the Black Holy Grail and the countess's plunging peaks and valleys. A bit less powerful than Sophia, Linn directly formed an immune barrier.

"Miss Atali, I'm sorry."

Well, I can't offend my female boss's best friend. Lin En apologized again for what happened just now. Besides, it was true that he was too anxious to leave and even broke the wheelchair.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Although Aitali was sitting with her head raised, it gave the impression that she was overlooking.

"Um...please give me a hint."

Linn couldn't help but frown. If Aitali hadn't had clear eyes, he would have thought that she was making things difficult for him. Although she couldn't be called a friend, at least Lin En knew the temper of this lady in a wheelchair quite clearly. She would not get angry without any reason. In addition to being a bit sharp in words, she was also unusually focused and rational most of the time.

A woman who looks like blue marble.

This is Lynn's evaluation of her, beautiful and hard.

"I'm really convinced. Ye Fu didn't tell you at all..." Aitali couldn't help but sigh. The object of her sigh was obviously her best friend as she affectionately called her. "...Your upright knight captain will have her birthday in a few days. I thought the relationship between her and her family would ease a little after you showed up."

"After I show up?"

The young gentleman did not follow the train of thought of the lady in the wheelchair.

When she noticed that Linn was a little puzzled, something flashed through Aitali's bookish, heterochromatic eyes.

"You plan to attend Ye Fu's birthday party..."

"Wait a minute, Miss Aitali, we haven't had time in the past few days." Linn thought of something and quickly interrupted Aitali. Linn, who has a very high emotional intelligence, realized that there might be something wrong with letting her continue. things.

"Is that so? It looks like it's a mission."

Aitali's delicate nose twitched slightly. It seemed that although the two people had very different personalities, one was stubborn and the other was slippery, they were surprisingly in tune with each other. Before Lin En could fully understand it, the girl in the wheelchair had a rare charming smile on her lips.

"If you need help, just ask."

Lin En saw this smile again. He was not unfamiliar with it. He had seen it when the two of them were chatting and bickering several times before when he went to Yevni's office to get stamps.

Generally speaking, showing such a relaxed and frank smile means that Aitali is really happy.

Life experience tells the young man that when a person is happy, he is also very tolerant and can often get satisfactory results if he makes some requests.

"Aitali and the captain are old friends, right?" Linn asked knowingly and began to guide.

"Yes, I have been friends with that untrustworthy honest idiot for almost ten years." Atali looked a little proud, completely unaware of Linn's silent guidance.

Ten years of friendship?

Calculating based on their age, these two people should have played together since childhood. It's a shame that their personalities are compatible. In his heart, Linn unexpectedly expressed the same emotion as Aitali. From their respective perspectives, neither of them seemed to think that the other could match Yevni's strong temperament.

"You really care about the captain. She worked hard for you when she shouldered the work of three teams by herself."

Lynn continued to guide.

"It's a trivial matter. With you and Bill as two smart people, I can feel much more relaxed. Especially when it comes to interpersonal relationships, I admit that you have done a very good job so far. Even I... don't hate you." Love. Tully finally thought about the princess hug just now, twisted her girlish figure, and held back her inner thoughts as if she was constipated.

"Where's Mr. Clark? He must have contributed a lot."

Seemingly unintentionally, Lin En finally got to the point.

"He hasn't come out of the shadows yet. If you ask me, Ye Fu should have thrown him to the headquarters two years ago. It's really worrying." Aitali's expression suddenly became much gloomier, as if she was looking at something dirty. A look of disgust is emerging.

‘Oops, that’s a bit too much! ’

Lin En was extremely keenly aware of the changes in the lady in the wheelchair's mood. Lin En sighed inwardly that she was really easy to understand and understand, and quickly changed the subject. Changing the topic is actually a social skill. Sometimes, when the conversation partner has not formed a closed loop of thinking about a topic, that is, when the conversation is complete, interrupting vocally will actually make the other party forget about it quickly.

This is a bit like being disturbed by your roommate when you are thinking about a question. If you don't have a draft when you look at the question again, you have to think about it from the beginning.

"Ah, by the way, thank you Miss Aitali for reminding me of the important day of the captain's birthday. Can I ask you again about the captain's preferences?"

"You should have asked me this question earlier. Sit down and let me talk to you."

As expected, Aitali was successfully changed the topic by the little gentleman. She was really easy to understand and easily got involved when it came to Yevni's affairs. If Lin En didn't want to know some information today and didn't want to affect the relationship between colleagues, he wouldn't have used such a despicable method.

If you get used to playing with people's hearts, you will only gradually lose your fear and vigilance.

People are not NPCs who run according to fixed procedures, and they don't like others to induce, read their minds, and control them. Smart people happen to do this subconsciously.

When getting along with other people, Lin En is already very consciously controlling, as evidenced by her occasional silly and shy moments.

But even with such super memory and overload, he still forced many things to him. There was no need to ask for this gift, and of course he could not refuse it, just like a roaring train that would never stop.

The eager conversation between Lin En and Atali soon came from the lounge. In the pleasant conversation between both parties, a few rays of understanding slipped through the pair of green eyes that were flashing with thought.

‘Two years ago? It's no coincidence, it's really concerning. It seems like we need to investigate it carefully. Mr. Clark, why did you look like that to me? You are not an extraordinary person, and you are not out of control. It is really curious...'

Lin En was untimely excited again.

At the same time, in No. 404, there was another office.

"Well, it seems that we have reached a friendly negotiation. It is a matter of course to join forces to fight against criminals and share intelligence. I will cooperate with your actions wholeheartedly and pass the intelligence from multiple parties to the upper level in a timely manner to eliminate the inherent conflict between us. A weak barrier. It’s a pity there’s no alcohol here, otherwise a drink would be perfect for the occasion.”

Sherlock Holmes stood up and spoke to Minister Achille graciously.

Holding a pipe in his hand, he is more like a fashionable detective than an extraordinary person.

Standing next to him was Alfred from the headquarters. From the perspective of his attitude and aura, he didn't look like a companion but a bit like a spy. The atmosphere did not warm up because of Sherlock's pleasant appearance.

"Now that the official business has been discussed, I wonder if you can fulfill a small personal wish of mine? I heard that there happened to be a clerk in [Lamp Holder] who knew the news about the tantra. It happened that one of the people I was tracking was also related to the tantra. It’s about the sequel.”

"Of course you can."

Aqil thinks this request is reasonable, and he doesn't intend to offend Sherlock. No matter what, he represents the [Fate Weaver Bureau], and this organization is actually the representative of the Righteous God!

This righteous god is revered as [The Mouth of Sutures], the god who manipulates fate, conspiracy, and connections!