Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 266 The “new” members of the Tarot Society

Angel hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether to tell the detective about the "master key".

She was not worried about exposing her magical item. The function of this key did not involve combat. It was just convenient for her to walk around the streets or open some ordinary locks.

Just being ruined by a magical item, and even often getting lost in the alleys of Backlund like a headless fly, it must be very embarrassing to tell...

"Haha..." After listening to her narration, Moriarty showed an exaggerated smile. "Is it because of the function of this key that we walked into the unknown alley and met the demon dog that day?"

"Yes."

Angel nodded in reply with a dark face, a little regretful for saying this.

Seeing her unkind expression, Moriarty quickly stopped laughing and said seriously: "The curse of this key is indeed very strange, but if you use it a little bit, it might have miraculous effects. For example, if you want to track down some dangerous people, it might It will lead you to the other party, which is equivalent to a guiding object."

"This……"

Angel was a little stunned. He could find a way to take advantage of this negative effect. Should he be said to be a detective who is often approached by his peers for help?
Looking at the stunned Angel, Moriarty seemed to be extremely satisfied in his heart, and showed the smile hidden behind his beard. He took out the exaggerated gold pocket watch, took a look at it, and said to Angel with a slight apology. :
"Miss Watson, I agree to take over your commission to investigate No. 48 Riverbend Avenue, located in the South District of the Bridge, and that 'Emlyn White'. The reward for similar commissions is generally 50 to 100 pounds, but since I am from Another detective has received the same task, so we can do it together. The fee is tentatively set at 40 pounds, half of which will be paid first. If there are other surprises later, we can negotiate for additional compensation."

Angel nodded. This price is very reasonable in Backlund. It can even be said to be on the low side. You must know that this is a commission that clearly involves extraordinary people and aliens. If it is not already known that the other party is a mid-sequence extraordinary person, or She would not trust a "magician" with a strong life-preserving ability to conduct such an investigation.

"Be careful. If that vampire dares to expose this address, there may be people of his kind there. You are a master of divination. Remember to do divination in advance to confirm that the danger is controllable."

Seeing Moriarty skillfully take out a folder from the bookshelf, pull out the standard contract, and add some commission details on it, Angel couldn't help but remind him.

Upon hearing "divination master", Moriarty looked at Angel with a strange look, reminding the latter of her boast when they first met here.

After signing his name on the contract, Angel handed over 20 pounds to Moriarty, thus completing the agreement.

"The investigation will officially start tomorrow. I already have other arrangements today. I need to escort a reporter to the East District to interview some homeless people and poor people. Although he is full of sympathy for the people there, he also knows to protect himself."

After putting away the contract, Moriarty began to change the topic to irrelevant content. Angel knew that this was a vague eviction order. At this time, he should just deal with it with a few words and then leave with an excuse.

But the detective's tone didn't sound like he was looking for a random topic, but with a hint of heaviness and worry. This reminded Angel of the homeless people he met on the road every time he returned to the safe house in the East District. Their faces were sallow and thin, and their eyes were lifeless. They are like walking corpses, but once night comes, they will become a safety hazard for anyone passing by.

Although there are many jobs in the factories and docks there, the severely malnourished poor people do not even have the strength to perform these labors that only require physical strength, and the lack of money makes them eat without finishing a meal and become even weaker, resulting in A vicious cycle in which one ends up sleeping hungry and cold, never to wake up again.

I don’t know if the reporter escorted by Moriarty is just going to the East End to find a gimmick to add some scraps to the newspaper’s gossip and editorial sections, or if he is really prepared to conduct in-depth reporting and speak out for the homeless and the poor.

If it is the latter, then I hope this interview will allow more people to know the truth about the East District and other poor areas in Backlund, or promote the progress of certain bills. "Push the bill? I don't think it's that simple." After hearing Angel's emotion, Moriarty shook his head gently and put down the gold pocket watch that he took out to check the time again. "Everyone thought that after the "Poor Law" was amended, people could be institutionalized. The poor people got jobs, but in the end they were just 'prisons' with harsher conditions and more arduous labor than factories; the propaganda when the "Corn Act" was repealed was to allow farmers to afford the food they produced, but in fact, farmers went bankrupt one after another. , crowded into the cities to find jobs, so that the original workers could only lower their wages to keep their jobs, and such vicious competition ultimately benefited the factory owners and aristocrats."

Angel raised her eyebrows. The current situation of the Kingdom of Loen, and even other kingdoms in the Northern Continent, was very similar to the predicament of the country in her previous life when it had just completed its industrialization. This gave her a vision that transcended the times and could clearly see the crux behind various problems. .

But this detective is able to discover these within the limitations of the times. Even if it is just a critical comment without the ability to change, he can be regarded as a truly smart person.

But speaking of Fang Ruiping, what can I do?Even as an extraordinary person, what he can do in this era is quite limited.

"But the more people know, the more possibility of change. I hope you can protect that reporter and let him write excellent reports."

"I just collect money to do things."

Moriarty replied calmly, but Angel clearly felt that his mood had become a little higher.

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On the first day of the new week, Angel still spent the morning making various extraordinary bullets and spells. She was busy until noon, then she had a good lunch, took a short rest, and came to the study before three o'clock in the afternoon. , sitting at the desk.

After two months, she once again welcomed Monday afternoon, the time for the Tarot Club, with trepidation and a hint of excitement.

Facing the afternoon sunlight shining into the study from the window, Angel raised her right hand and looked at the palm of her hand where the teardrop-shaped mark was originally hidden. This mark, which represented her joining the Tarot Society, did not appear again after the Tingen massacre. For a time, she thought that the Fool had forgotten her.

Fortunately, when he was promoted to Sequence 6, he accidentally called out the Fool's honorable name, and after asking for help from him, he was allowed to return to the Tarot Club. This gave Angel a sense of peace of mind that he had "found the organization again."

Looking at the hour hand on the pocket watch pointing to three o'clock, a teardrop-shaped mark suddenly appeared in Angel's white palm, and then endless crimson light poured out from it, wrapping her whole body in it.

Opening his eyes again, he unexpectedly arrived at the majestic palace surrounded by gray mist. He sat on a high-backed chair next to a long bronze table. Opposite him appeared the figures of the Hanged Man and the Sun, and beside him were justice and new people. Join the magician.

The mysterious Mr. Fool sat at the head of the long table, his figure hidden in the mist, and only his outline could be seen clearly.

This is the Tarot Society I am familiar with!

Angel was waiting to take the initiative to say hello to the long-lost members, but an unexpected member appeared at the edge of his vision. He was sitting at the other end of the long table opposite the Fool, wearing a black robe and a hood. , the figure is equally hazy and illusory.

Are there any new members?
(End of this chapter)