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"Huh~" Seeing Mobius closing the door of the secret room, Xia Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief: "It looks like we caught them all successfully this time, right?"

It seems to be easier than I imagined. The main thing is that Xia Qingtian once again recognized Mobius as an excellent teammate.

"It's not that easy." Mobius' expression was still solemn.

Now it is true that Amiya and Kara are trapped in the secret room, but can they be trapped for a lifetime?

Even if it was delayed until the end of the banquet, Amiya would not easily let go of her determination to take revenge.

Even if the two were taken away by the police, as long as Amiya saw Mrs. Camille and said that, Mrs. Camille would still take the blame and quit the art circle and never touch design again.

The real trouble is never to stop Amiya, or to catch Amiya, the real trouble is to solve this almost unsolvable thing.

"What's wrong?" Xia Qingtian looked at Mobius, not understanding why Mobius had this expression.

Aren't the maid and her accomplices trapped in the secret room?

Before, Xia Qingtian kept this matter a secret because she was worried about Mrs. Camille's safety.

But now, they could contact Mrs. Camille directly.

It would be great to resolve these two crises before the banquet.

"The maid's name is Amiya." Mobius decided that it would be better to tell Xia Qingtian what he had investigated.

"Amiya?" Xia Qingtian blinked a little surprised that Mobius knew this person.

"I didn't recognize her until she came in." Mobius continued with a slight movement of eyes: "The source of Mrs. Camille's artistic inspiration, you should know?"

"Yeah." Xia Qingtian had already heard Mrs. Camille mention it.

"Amiya's father was Mrs. Camille's lover. Mrs. Camille's latest work was inspired by him. To be precise, this work should be completed by the two of them."

"Amiya's father, a talented painter, died of cancer last year."

"Since Amiya's father died of illness, why did she come to seek revenge on Mrs. Camille?" Xia Qingtian was a little puzzled.

"I'm not very clear about this." Mobius looked away, looking at the closed door of the secret room: "The most important thing now is not to inform Mrs. Camille, but to resolve this matter."

Hearing Mobius say this, Xia Qingtian also felt a little overwhelmed.

It's not enough just to catch people, you have to resolve the grievances, right?

This topic is overkill...

Mobius also knew that this matter was not easy to solve, otherwise it would not pin its hopes on Xia Qingtian.

He tried many, many times, but the best result was to save Mrs. Camille's life and ruin her artistic career.

At the same time, Amiya in the secret room looked at the wall covered with oil paintings in disbelief.

These paintings are all from her father's hand, those brush strokes, color matching, as well as the processing skills of the dark part, the outline of the texture, are definitely from her father's hand.

Each painting depicts a beautiful and elegant woman - Mrs Camille.

A father's love is fiery and undisguised.

Since the death of her mother, it was the first time she knew that her father, who usually shut herself in the studio to paint and drink, had such a romantic and fiery side.

Mrs. Camille is a lost traveler who accidentally broke into her life with her father, igniting her father's light, and adding infinite yearning to her own life.

She had thought that the three of them could be together forever.

But ah...

The word [forever], just like those illusory romantic words in the literati and poker throughout the ages, when the wind blows, it dissipates.

Such a beautiful and dreamy life has only lasted for five years.

Five years later, Camille disappeared as if she had never been there.

My father was also diagnosed with terminal cancer.

everything fell apart...

"Amiya, are these your father's paintings?" Carla looked around and sighed, "He paints really well."

"Yeah..." Amiya murmured with tears in her eyes, "He is my greatest pride."

"It's no wonder that Camille took your father's design and made it her own. That despicable woman who made a name for herself took away the halo and talent that should have belonged to your father. After taking advantage of your father and daughter, she returned to her world. Go, I don't care about your father and daughter, and I don't care about your life or death!" Kara said through gritted teeth.

Hearing Kara say this, Amiya pulled away from the past in an instant, her eyes full of hatred.

"Let's find the original design first!" Kara said, "Finding the original design, combined with the evidence we have now, will definitely bring her down!"

"I want her to die! Let her soul repent to my father!" Amiya gritted her teeth.

"Okay." Seeing the undisguised hatred and hatred in Amiya's eyes, Carla's eyes sank slightly, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously: "I will definitely help you, don't worry."

Amiya, who made up her mind, took one last look at the painting on the wall, and then searched for it in the secret room with Kara.

Wait until they find something, and then figure out a way to get out.

Even if she really has to confront Mrs. Camille face to face in the end, Amiya is not afraid.

On the other side, someone has come to inform Xia Qingtian and Mobius that there are less than two hours before the banquet, and the suits have been dried and ironed, and Mrs. Camille will come to entertain the two in person later.

"Mobius, go and hold Mrs. Camille down, don't let her come over for the time being." Although Xia Qingtian still has a lot of things to sort out.

But according to what Mobius said before, it is better not to let Mrs. Camille know that Amiya is here for the time being.

"Do you have an idea?" Mobius looked at Xia Qingtian and asked.

"No, but... I'll try my best to think about it." Xia Qingtian said, "They're all trapped inside anyway and won't be able to get out for a while, so I'll think about it first."

"Okay." Mobius' eyes flashed a hint of loss and finally nodded: "Be careful, if there is any danger, call for help as soon as possible, there are people outside."

"Okay." Xia Qingtian said repeatedly that he knew how to protect himself, and Mobius left with confidence.

After Mobius left, Xia Qingtian immediately clicked on Tianxuan Mall in his mind.

She doesn't have any points to exchange for reliable props, but she still got something in the lottery yesterday.

Looking at one by one in the inventory, Xia Qingtian focused on the [Dream Time Travel Card].

This might come in handy.

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