Chapter 388: Vivian's Skirt

After arriving at the Special Operations Department office, Eros looked around the office and found that Daisy was the only one there.

Seeing this scene, he was a little surprised, so he asked Daisy who was sitting behind the desk:

"Ms. Daisy, where are Peter and the others?"

As he spoke, Eros casually dropped the matchbox he was holding on the table.

Upon hearing Eros's question, Daisy shrugged and said:

"Peter and David are going to the church to prepare for promotion. As for Vivian, she seems to have recently found the whereabouts of the members of the Abyss Order who created ghouls."

"It's probably still taking action now. As you know, Vivian is under a lot of debt pressure recently."

"So she is not willing to miss any opportunity to earn gold pounds."

After listening to Daisy's explanation, a look of surprise appeared on Eros's face.

Immediately he sighed: "The curse on Ms. Vivian is really terrifying."

Daisy believed it, and then she glanced at the corridor outside the window. When she saw that no one was passing by, she said mysteriously:

"I noticed that the one Vivian was wearing recently suddenly fit her perfectly."

There was a trace of confusion on Eros's face, and he didn't understand what Daisy was talking about.

Seeing that Eros didn't understand, Daisy made a gesture on her chest, and then whispered:

"That's it. Vivian always felt cramped when she wore it, but now she suddenly feels it fits her."

There was a strange look on Eros's face. Good guy, maybe that curse can really make him smaller.

Seeing the strange look on Eros's face, Daisy coughed lightly and added:

"You must never tell anyone about this, especially don't mention it in front of Vivian."

Eros nodded and pointed to his mouth, signaling that he should keep his mouth shut.

Seeing this, Daisy breathed a sigh of relief.

Eros then stayed in the office until about eleven o'clock at noon.

The door of the office was opened from the outside. Eros raised his head and looked at the door, only to find that it was Vivian who was wearing a nun's uniform.

The midday sun shines through the windows in the corridor on Vivian's tall figure, and on her white thighs exposed because of the slits in her skirt.

For a moment it was white and glowing.

tread! tread! tread! The sound of thick heels hitting the ground sounded, and Vivian slowly walked in from the door.

But before she took a few steps, Vivian frowned because she noticed that Daisy had been secretly looking at her chest, and the new colleague named Conan Doyle also took a look.

Although the other party just glanced at it, Vivian was still keenly aware of it.

Then her face darkened, she turned towards Daisy and said expressionlessly:

"That's just because I eat less recently than before and I exercise a lot and lose weight. It's not what you think."

Daisy nodded fiercely a few times, as if she understood, I understand.

Vivian: "..."

She let out a long sigh, sat in her seat a little depressed, then leaned back and slumped on the office chair.

Seeing this scene, Daisy blinked and asked tentatively:

"Has the clue to that group of Abyss Cult members been lost?"

Hearing Daisy's question, Vivian raised her eyelids and said with a look of despair:

"Yes! When I tracked it down to that place, I found that the clue was deliberately left by them to mislead me."

Speaking of this, Vivian's tone suddenly became vicious:

"If I catch those cunning cultists, I'll have to kick their butts with my high heels."

Daisy automatically ignored Vivian's harsh words. Her focus was mainly on Vivian's previous sentence.

"Does that mean your hard work these days has been in vain?" Daisy frowned, with a bit of surprise in her tone.

Vivian thought for a moment and said, "It's not like my work was in vain. Although that clue misled me, I still found some other details from that clue."

After hearing this, Daisy pondered for a while, and then expressed her opinion:

"Then do you think this is because they stayed here intentionally to mislead you?"

"The purpose is to continue to make you work in vain!"

After saying this, Daisy saw that Vivian didn't reply for a long time, so she looked in Weiweian's direction.

Then I looked and saw Vivian's death gaze.

Daisy laughed dryly and coughed lightly: "Of course, those cultists are definitely not that cautious."

After hearing this, Vivian withdrew her death gaze and continued to slump on the office chair.

Eros, who listened to the entire conversation, organized his words before speaking:

"If Ms. Vivian needs any assistance, you can tell me directly."

"I'll be more than happy to oblige."

Vivian turned her head and looked in the direction of Eros, a trace of thought flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Vivian still recognized the strength of this new colleague, especially the wronged soul he was grazing.

Vivian has never seen anyone ignore her combat sense in her whole life.

If it weren't for Sequence 6, it would be impossible to herd the extraordinary, and if the wronged soul didn't have extraordinary characteristics in its body.

Vivian may even think that the wronged soul is a supernatural being.

This was simply the strongest Sequence 5 ghost she had ever seen in her life.

After not thinking for long, Vivian nodded and agreed.

After all, having a strong teammate can sometimes save a lot of trouble.

"If there is anything I need your help with, I will let my messenger inform you."

As she spoke, Vivian took out a little finger-sized bone whistle from her thigh and threw it to Eros.

"This is my messenger's token. If you carry it, my messenger will know your exact location."

"If you need any help in the future, I will pass the message to you through the messenger."

"Of course, the reward is based on the role you play in the incident."

Eros didn't care whether there was a reward or not.

The reward Vivian could give was not as high as the interest he would get on a day's deposit in the bank.

Although the money belonged to Isabella, he and Isabella were related to each other, and hers was his.

But where did Vivian get this bone whistle?

Thinking of this, Eros glanced at Vivian's white thigh.

Click! Vivian casually pulled out a pistol from under her skirt and threw it on the table.

Seeing this, Eros consciously looked away.