Chapter 460

After complaining for a few more words, the two of them walked away.

Sherlock came out from under the counter at this time and continued to look for the register.

She moved very slowly, fearing that she would make a big noise and disturb the people on duty in the casino.

Finally, after an hour of persistent and hard work, she still found her register.

The drunk man reported several dates. Considering that the VIP guests might come differently every day, she only needed to write down all the people who entered the casino as VIPs during these days, and then find the name that appeared the most times.

Thinking of this, Sherlock immediately started to act.

Then, as expected, only one name appeared in these few days at the same time.

The man's name was Milton.

"Milton..." Sherlock muttered to himself.

"It's a very popular name."

At this time, a female voice sounded on the side.

"Yeah... There are so many people with this name. We can't catch them all and put them in front of that guy one by one to identify them, right?" Sherlock complained.

Then, her movements froze and she turned her head stiffly.

As expected, when she was concentrating on comparing names, the woman had quietly stood beside her.

Her long flaxen hair matched her mature makeup, and she was wearing a graceful and luxurious dress, which made her look like a rich woman.

It was obvious that she was either rich or noble, and she might even be the owner of this casino.

Sherlock's forehead was sweating, and he had already cursed himself for being careless.

"That... I'm sorry, I'm here to investigate the case. Anyway, I've found what I want now, so I won't bother you any more. Goodbye!"

After saying this, Sherlock was about to slip away, but the other party directly stretched out her hand and kept Sherlock.

"Everyone is a guest. If you don't stay and sit for a while, wouldn't it be impolite for me, the one who makes the decision?" The other party smiled like this, which made Sherlock even more scared.

Finished, this kind of person is the kind of female devil who kills without blinking an eye. She broke into the other party's territory and rummaged through other people's things. Will she be left with one hand...

Chapter 102: The rapid progress of Lit

Sherlock sat in the high-end box of the casino stiffly, and a waiter brought a drink.

"This is non-alcoholic special grape juice, please enjoy it slowly." The waiter said so and walked out with his plate.

Sherlock nodded, secretly complaining in his heart.

God knows whether the other party has poisoned this juice, anyway, as long as he doesn't drink it, he will be fine.

"So...are you really here to investigate the case of the Duke's assassination?" After a few minutes, the woman who had just captured Sherlock seemed to have finished her own business, and asked as soon as she walked into the room.

"Yeah." Sherlock nodded.

The woman came to the opposite side of Sherlock, sat down, and then lifted one leg and put it on the other leg.

"It's okay, just treat this place as your home. I have a good temper. As long as we don't talk about topics that easily make me angry, nothing will happen."

"Uh... topics that easily make me angry mean...?"

"Do you want to try?" The woman said this, looking at Sherlock with a smile.

"Uh... that's not necessary." Sherlock shook his head.

"Okay, anyway, let me introduce myself now. My name is Phil. I'm responsible for helping His Royal Highness manage these industries under his command. Of course, I just took over these things not long ago."

"You dare to come to investigate, which proves that you must have a lot of important information in your hands, right?"

"As we both serve the royal family, I think we need to communicate first, don't we?"

Seeing the other party's analysis, even Sherlock almost let go of his vigilance for a while, ready to tell him everything he knew.

But Sherlock suddenly thought of the other party's attitude towards him at the beginning, and the guard at the door clearly refused to investigate, and he immediately felt that there was something fishy here.

She pondered for a while and decided to tell half and hide the other.

After all, even if they are all working for the empire, there are different factions. Even the subordinates of His Royal Highness are divided into different factions. It is common for factions to fight against each other, not to mention that Sherlock is not His Royal Highness's man.

"I did get some information, but... the person in charge of me didn't tell me that I had a partner."

Seeing Phil's face darken instantly, Sherlock hurriedly said again: "Of course, since you are the person in charge of this casino, I think it is necessary to tell you something about this casino."

In this way, Phil's face returned to normal.

"That's right, but I thought you were willing to tell me more."

"Oh... After all, the mission is different, His Royal Highness doesn't want to see Miss Phil do things outside of her authority, right?"

"That's right." Phil nodded, "Then, continue."

Then, Sherlock told Phil the purpose of entering the casino.

After listening, Phil frowned.

"I'm sorry, when I took over the businesses of His Royal Highness, this Milton you mentioned probably hadn't been here since. Perhaps the change in ownership made him feel threatened."

"Well, if Miss Phil has just taken office not long ago, it is true."

"So I have alerted the enemy..." Phil said to himself.

"Don't worry, after all, the other party's name has been found out, and we can just compare it next."

"No." Phil shook his head. "How do you know if this Milton will use a pseudonym?"

"That's true..." When thinking of this possibility, even Sherlock frowned.

Milton is already a very popular name, plus the possibility that the other party has used a pseudonym, so it's still like looking for a needle in a haystack!

Thinking of this, Sherlock was a little discouraged.

The information that was hard to get, is it going to disappear like this?

"However, I have a few old friends who have been working here for a long time. If it is a VIP, they should have a good impression of it."

"I will ask them for you later. If we can get detailed information about Milton, it will be easier to find him."

"Okay, then thank you, Miss Phil." Sherlock nodded.

At this time, she thought of something and then asked:

"Miss Sherlock, I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead."

"I can understand that other entertainment venues have VIP boxes, but will places like casinos also have VIP boxes?"

"Of course there will be." Phil heard Sherlock's question and nodded with a smile.

"As long as people have money, they will think about spending it in one place.

Some people will choose to save money and accumulate interest.

And some people simply enjoy the process of spending money.

For those who do dirty business, their money comes the most difficult and the easiest.

It's difficult because most people won't do this, and it's easy because you can get a lot of money if you succeed once.

And for the consumption of such people, a suitable place is needed, isn't it?"

"Is that so..." Sherlock heard the words and nodded as if he understood.

She has never saved more than ten gold coins in her life, and more people in the empire will never see a gold coin in their lives.

In this case, it is really hard to understand the meaning of squandering hundreds of gold coins at any time.

For the so-called "rich people", this is just a pastime.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. I'm going to check Milton's intelligence. Miss Sherlock, are you going to stay here and wait for the results, or go with me?"

"I'll go with you." Sherlock said, stood up, and followed Phil.

...

"Master Orson, this is a letter from Master Litt."

In the temporary residence guarded by layers of security, a servant of the Stranik family came to Orson and handed the letter in his hand to Orson.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Orson said, took the letter and opened it.

Then, seeing the content of the letter, his mouth corners slightly raised.

In the letter, Litt reported to Orson his victory in the siege of Florence and reported the content of the battle to Orson in detail.

After seeing Litt's evaluation of Martin, Orson's heart tightened.

But after seeing Litt take Virgil to have a good meal with Martin and his girlfriend, he relaxed again.

Even he himself did not notice this little change in mood.

After reading the letter, Orson smiled with relief.

"Sure enough, Litt, you have grown up." Orson said to himself.

He was not wrong. Litt is now developing and progressing as rapidly as the original world line. He has gradually recruited his own team and has begun to have the potential to be a kingly protagonist.

Chapter 103: Which side will you stand on?

After reading the letter, Orson put it in his pocket and then walked out of his residence.

Sure enough, at the door, two guards with the strength of the seventh level were guarding the door firmly, and there were countless secret guards in the dark to protect their safety.

To be honest, in terms of safety alone, Orson is now undoubtedly one of the safest people in the entire empire, and his security is even not inferior to that of Odysseus who lives in the deep palace.

But this level of security actually did restrict Orson's activities.

Orson glanced at the two guards in front of him, and then said: "Please take me to see His Majesty."

...

"So, Orson, you mean, you want to go back to the Imperial College?"

"Well, after all, the Imperial College is one of the safest places now, and I am only a second-year student, and I still have a lot of schoolwork to complete." Orson said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"And, Your Majesty, I don't think I have any help in the current situation in Saint Laurent City, so... let me go back."

"Okay." Odysseus nodded after hearing this.

"Of course I agree if you want to go back. I will talk to Dean Luca and then handle the procedures for you to go back."

"I know, thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Orson heard this and bowed gratefully.

"If there is nothing else, I will go back first. After all, the situation in Saint Laurent City is slowly recovering now."

"Well."

Then, Orson turned around and prepared to leave here.

"By the way, Orson, I have another question for you."

Odysseus said this, and Orson's footsteps also stopped.

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Do you think that Arthas or Elsa performed better in the Saint Laurent City incident this time?"

"Me?" Orson heard this, thought about it, and then said: "In my opinion, both of them have their own merits. His Royal Highness locked himself in the deep palace at that time to reduce the discussion of the royal family. Of course, it is good, but Her Royal Highness's handling of the case investigation is also in line with the royal style."

"So, who do you prefer, Orson?"

"Your Majesty, you know the answer, don't you? I am also a nobleman, and you know what the nobles want most."

"Anything else to ask, Your Majesty?"

Odysseus shook his head, and Orson saw this and left the palace directly.

Orson's answer to this question did not satisfy Odysseus, but he knew that this was the best answer Orson could give in this situation.

Just let him choose one of the two? That's impossible.

In factional struggles, especially those involving the succession to the throne, if you show your faction too early, you will be excluded by the other party.

Therefore, although Orson privately promised Elsa that he would stand on her side, he did so.