Chapter 228 Agnes and the Great Detective

After Aihuasi hid his gun, he put on the same clothes as the previous floor and pushed the door open. He saw the couple in 204 arguing again.

It was still the same strange posture - the woman had one foot in the house, holding the door handle from the outside, and her body twisted outward.

Because of the experience before, Aihuasi paid special attention to her body center of gravity this time... and found that her center of gravity fell on the foot that left the room.

There are two possibilities for people standing at the door. Either they want to enter or they want to leave.

And this woman obviously wants to leave.

But the last time she saw Aihuasi, she went into the house immediately. Not only that, she didn't make any sound after entering the house... Except for her, even the "husband" in the house didn't speak.

Why is this so?

- Now you can figure it out.

"... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen to..."

The woman was halfway through her speech, and she looked up and saw Aihuasi approaching quietly.

"Agni" looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, as usual.

Although he had never looked in the mirror, it seemed that Agnes's face was not as friendly as Aiwas's own. The smile should have been exactly the same, but the woman shuddered.

She immediately stopped talking, smoothly retracted her right foot that was about to take a half step forward, and planned to go back to the room.

There was real fear and dread in the woman's eyebrows.

But at this moment, Agnes took a half step forward and blocked the door that was about to close with her foot.

The fear on the woman's face became even worse. She subconsciously wanted to close the door more forcefully, but she didn't dare to hurt Agnes.

"Do you know me?"

Agnes asked with a smile.

Without waiting for her to answer, Agni extended her calloused palm: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Agni, a teacher. I live next door to you."

"Oh, I'm Jane..."

The woman said timidly, stretched out her hand and gently held Agni's fingertips, and then immediately let go as if she had been electrocuted: "I am a... uh, a small businessman, sort of."

"Oh?"

Agni kept smiling and asked politely: "That's great, do you have medicine for colds and fevers? My daughter is sick and needs some medicine.

The woman turned around and looked at the man in the room with a soliciting look.

It was a skinny man who was pacing in the room. After seeing Agni come in, the man did not scold Agni. Why did Agnes walk in like that? He didn't say hello or come over, but stood there motionless as if frozen.

Compared to the young, plain-looking woman, he was at least a dozen years older. At least in his forties.

The man's face was red and ugly like a monkey - not because of shame or anger, but like some kind of inflammation or allergy. If Agnes hadn't smelled the alcohol, he would have suspected that he had drunk too much.

"Cold medicine... I think there should be some, let me look..."

As he said that, he rummaged through a backpack in the corner of the room.

He looked left and right, and hesitantly found a bottle of pink alchemical potion.

"This... maybe it can be used."

The skinny man walked over and looked at Agnes with some fear.

He looked a little nervous, but he spoke very fluently. The man introduced skillfully: "This is the 'hibernation' potion. After drinking it and sleeping for a while, you can repair the body's injuries and wake up refreshed!"

"Bring that too. "

Just then, Jane took the initiative to speak.

She reminded: "It's 'that'."

"Oh, I forgot!"

The man slapped his head and said, "You must want this!"

As he said that, the man took out another small box from his backpack.

-A small round metal box that looked like the size of Fengyoujing.

Looking at the familiar thing, Agnes's eyes immediately focused on it.

"You must know this, Dream Intoxication Tincture. Just lick it and you can have a peaceful and good dream. Many times, fever and discomfort are caused by poor sleep and nightmares. Just take a sip of this. "

"...This thing, is it expensive?"

Aivas picked up the Dream Intoxication Tincture. There is a crescent moon pattern with a human face etched on it, and a line of small words "1811-01-022, Live Silver Workshop" is marked below.

"...This batch was ten years ago. Is it expired? ”

Seeing the Dream Intoxicant in the dream world ritual made him feel a little strange.

He still didn't use the Dream Intoxicant in this ritual. Because the Silver and Tin Palace is still quite safe, not to mention that Ivan, the ritual master teacher of Aiwas, is watching over him. Let's save the Dream Intoxicant for the next advancement.

When he advances next time, he will most likely still be in Eagle Point Village. In that chaotic and unstable sleeping place, Dream Intoxicant is needed to prevent himself from being woken up.

"It's okay, the date marked on it is fake. This thing has only been out for less than two months. If it's not marked like this, no one will buy it..."

As if he understood Agnes's hesitation, the man explained: "This is a replica - the effect is not as strong as the original, but it is definitely useful. Don't worry, it will definitely not harm your body. You see, there is still a storm outside, and I can't run away, right?"

"Thank you very much."

Agnes smiled friendly again: "I wonder how much it costs?"

"You should cure your daughter's illness first, and there is no need to bring up the money issue later."

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Thank you very much."

Agni nodded politely and thanked.

Under the smiles of the two people, he took a half step back and closed the door himself.

He strode away, his tall and heavy body making a thumping sound as he walked away.

But Agni stood in front of the stairs and waited expressionlessly for a while. Then he tiptoed back and stood at the door of the two people.

"...What if you sell that thing to Agni and he finds out?"

A man's low and urgent questioning voice came from inside the house: "He has a gun. Do you want to die?"

"You don't know a damn thing," the woman's vulgar voice came, "Do you really believe that that is his daughter? He must have recognized us, so he came over here to get some medicine to calm the little guy down... …”

At this moment, two gunshots were heard downstairs.

Agni stood at the door this time. He was finally able to confirm... with the soundproofing of this hotel, everyone must have heard the gunshot.

He was still standing quietly at the door, listening to what was going on inside the house.

The woman subconsciously screamed in fear, but as soon as she screamed, her mouth was immediately covered. ,

"Stop arguing, do you want to die?!"

The man's voice became ferocious: "Just pretend you didn't hear anything, got it?"

"...Is it Agni? That perverted murderer..."

The woman's voice trembled.

"——Don't guess, don't talk!"

The man was wary and a little nervous, completely different from his friendly appearance before: "Maybe someone is listening outside now!"

The corners of Agni's mouth raised slightly, and this time he really left quietly.

He walked through the stairs and found the reporter playing "Jacob" in the lobby on the first floor.

Different from last time - this time, in addition to the corpses of reporters and receptionists, there was an old man wearing a vest-like iron-leather armor in the hall.

The old man has skin as dark as carbon and blue pupils. He looked at the reporter warily, his right hand weakly resting on the handle of the elf dagger at his waist. Apparently an old watcher.

The two of them were confronting each other without saying a word. Or maybe he has said everything he needs to say and is waiting for something.

They noticed Agni's appearance almost at the same time, and the reporter suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

The old man also softened his vigilant gaze. But he didn't seem too aggressive. He just stood there and watched without saying a word.

The reporter greeted Aiwass: "You are finally here - are you here too late this time?"

"I obviously came down just after resurrecting. I think it may be because the flow rate is different."

Agni said in a deep voice. It's a lie when you open your mouth.

The reporter just nodded, as if agreeing with something.

He turned to the old man and said, "Can you trust me now? I am the detective, and that strong man is the fox."

The old man dressed as an inspector just shook his head and said seriously: "To be precise, I can only confirm that at least one of you two is not Merlin."

"You are pure white, right."

Agni suddenly spoke and said in a very affirmative tone.

The old man slowly turned his head and looked at Agni with some surprise: "I only said one sentence... How did you see it?"

"I was blinded."

Agni said with a smile.

This smile appeared on his face, but it looked a little scary: "There are only seven people in total. Exclude me, exclude the detective, exclude Lulu, exclude Jacaranda. You are definitely not Topa. The rest is just that. Pure white and living silver.

"It's just a choice between two. No matter how you answer, I will determine who you are based on your reaction."

It doesn't matter how you guessed it. What matters is the other person's reaction.

"As expected of a 'fox'."

The old inspector admired, but did not let go of his hand on the dagger at his waist: "But I still can't rule out the possibility that one of you is Merlin."

"Oh, no need for that. He's the detective."

Aiwass said with a smile and looked at the reporter: "Right?"

"Have you confirmed your identity in some way?"

"So be it."

The smile on Aiwass's face faded a little, becoming half-smiling: "The way he responded to me was undoubtedly the way a 'detective' would respond to a 'fox'.

"In this case, there are two on your side. We also have two on our side. The identities of four people have been locked, and there are still three left."

"——Lulu, Living Silver, Topa."

The reporter continued: "Among the remaining roles, there are your daughter, the husband of the couple, and the dancer."

"Why can't it be the guy at the door?"

The old supervisor played by Chunbai asked rhetorically: "Maybe the fox's daughter is the superfluous person, and then the rest are the men, the dancers, and the front desk."

"Let me explain in advance," Aiwass didn't even look at the reporter, but just looked at the old supervisor, "My mission requires me to protect my 'daughter'. So I won't let you do anything to her."

"Unless the evidence is conclusive that she is Merlin, there is no way I would just do anything to the little girl. Even if it's just in a dream."

Junbai replied without hesitation.

Hearing this, Aiwass smiled and said, "That's great. We have participated in so many promotion ceremonies and finally met a group of normal teammates."

He said, looking at the reporter: "Are you right, detective?"

"Indeed, normal teammates are too hard to find."

The reporter nodded in agreement: "They only think about how to betray you, and have no morals at all."

"I don't know how Lulu is doing..."

Aiwass sighed: "I'm actually a little worried about her. It seems that she is either at the bottom or at the top... If she is at the bottom, she may die accidentally. If she is at the top, she may be scared."

"Don't worry too much," the reporter sincerely comforted Aiwass, "You always have to let her be strong, right? She can't rely on you all her life. Growing up in a dream is always better than in reality. Most people don't even have this opportunity. Instead of worrying meaninglessly, let's go and see the remaining few people first.

"Now that the three of us are together, at least we can be sure that two of them are not Merlin. With multiple witnesses present, it is meaningful to search for evidence at this time. ”

“…Indeed.”

Evans smiled, looked at the reporter, nodded, and said meaningfully: “Then I’ll listen to you first…

“My great detective.”