The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 45 Ch.45 Reception

"I apologize first. I didn't mean to bring up your sadness."

Fernandez raised his hands and said, "How much money do you think it will take to get Lady Enid to let Seth Ware and Tyrese Collins go?"

How much…

Roland felt that no matter how much money they spent, in Enid's hands, the two of them would end up the same.

Crushed into powder.

"yes."

"But the people in the Supervision Bureau are different." Fernandez smiled coldly: "I bet that if this happened to them. Roland, you will definitely end up with a bad outcome."

Supervision Bureau…

Speaking of which, except for the two police detectives, Roland had never interacted with anyone from the Supervision Bureau.

Fernandez said vaguely: "You will always meet people from other paths... I hope you will like them when the time comes."

Hope so.

Ms. Cherry Chloe's salon was held at her home. In order to be 'presentable', Roland put on the matching suit that Enid bought for him——

A standard kit, except that the coat is changed to black. For this, Roland also spent several weeks' wages.

The dark red one is a bit too eye-catching.

In the words of Wrench, it's too 'exaggerated'.

He arrived in the late afternoon by carriage.

At this time, there were already many open carriages lined up at the door, waiting to enter.

The gas lanterns were lit before the sunset. The ladies and gentlemen were dressed gorgeously and nodded to each other very restrainedly. The occasional chat was about the weather, physical health or the prosperity of the country.

Gentlemen's sticks painted black stayed and shuttled among the swaying skirts of the ladies. The dance started from the moment they got off the carriage.

Cherie Chloe wore a crimson dress today that showed off her shoulders.

Mince Chloe was with him, and he was accompanied by two footmen, a housekeeper and a maid who served the female guests.

Most of the people here are in pairs, or they will bring boys or girls who are half-year-old.

Roland was alone.

"Hello!"

The pale gentleman next to him greeted him warmly, and next to him was probably his wife, who also nodded slightly towards Roland.

"Hello, sir."

"You are so handsome. I haven't asked you your last name yet—"

"Collins. Rowland Collins."

"I'm James, James Penn." He thought for a moment after hearing Roland's last name, then turned his face sideways and glanced at the woman through his slender eyes, "Really? The weather has been really bad these days. Yes, the sun is shining brightly and the air is much better.”

Roland nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

"With all due respect, I seem to have heard of your name in the financial industry——"

His original intention was: If what he said was right, he could just continue with the topic; if Roland was not from the financial industry, he could also laugh and say, "Your name is the same as that of a banker I have heard of. Maybe it's me." I remember wrongly, but you must be absolutely extraordinary too. ’

There was no problem with that, but Roland's back hurt a little from sitting and he really didn't want to waste any more time.

"I'm a police detective from the Inspectorate."

He saw that Mr. Pan's face seemed to be distorted for a moment, and the lady beside him was also frightened. She swayed her skirt and took half a step back, as if he was a dynamite barrel about to explode.

"Feel sorry?"

Mr. Pan’s smile was stiff, as if he didn’t hear clearly.

But he was already preparing to follow his female companion back, and he took the handkerchief from his coat pocket.

Roland tapped his cane, "I'm a little hungry, Mr. Pan."

Roland looked towards the garden in the distance.

The man in front of him talked about the weather for a while, found a decent excuse, and fled with his female companion.

"You scared him."

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My back hurts.

"Who told you not to ride in the carriage of the Inquisition? They added two extra layers of cushions."

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It is not good to occupy a special carriage for this kind of thing.

"You are so troublesome, Roland."

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I'm hungry.

"Fernandez told you! Let you have a meal before coming!" The pale flame jumped passionately.

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That's a waste of money, the salon is not about casual food and drink.

"You are indeed here to eat and drink."

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No, I was invited by Lady Cherry Chloe.

By the way…

Eat and drink.

"You haven't eaten all day."

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I'm not hungry today.

"Nonsense, you were just waiting for this meal tonight."

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Ha ha.

"I've found that when you encounter a question you don't want to answer, you just smile to cover it up."

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I don't.

Bai Zi was silent for a while.

Suddenly asked:

"What do you think of Enid?"

Before Roland could reply, the font changed again.

"Ha ha."

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You are so annoying.

"At least it's better than the dishonorable Roland who was hungry all day just to eat and drink for free."

Chatting with Wrench, he followed the crowd and soon it was Roland's turn.

Mr. Mingsi Chloe looked a little surprised and glanced at his wife beside him.

Roland saw Mrs. Cherry whispering a reminder in her husband's ear.

"...Oh, welcome! Mr. Roland Collins, I want to know that you are coming today, so I will dress more formally -" he said while teasing the guests around him: "Compared with this gentleman, I am nothing. ”

There were chuckles all around.

"Come in, Pink - Pink! This is a distinguished guest. Come on, come in!"

Chloe's house was decorated with lights and colors. It can be said that this was the first time in Roland's life that he had seen so many shiny and expensive things: oil lamps, beautiful glass lamps, and candlesticks inlaid with gems - even hanging on the clock.

The dining table was covered with a white tablecloth, and the servants held small trays and neatly arranged the cakes and drinks inside.

In addition, all the utensils here were wiped clean and laid out neatly as if they were new.

The air was filled with an extremely pungent smell...

To be honest, it smelled bad.

Going inward along the main hall, passing the patio, you can see the garden of the back house.

Men in neat suits gathered in a circle, with a drum in the middle, and someone holding a violin.

Roland guessed that all the maids in Chloe's house should have been dispatched in the salon this time.

Perhaps a lot of them were hired temporarily, and one could be seen almost every two or three steps.

He found a place with few people and reached out to pinch a piece of almond cake.

He took a small bite.

"Is it delicious?"

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How can I describe it to you, wrench.

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This is not just delicious.

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You can't taste it, right?

"But I can feel from your disgusted expression that this pastry is really good... Can you have a piece of steak?"

Roland searched for a while, and in a few seconds, he put the remaining almond cake into his mouth, eating with eyes curved.

Steak, steak...

Where is the steak.

His behavior of searching everywhere undoubtedly attracted the attention of the young ladies around him.

There were also men.

"I see you came alone, right?"

Soon, someone next to him talked.

It was a man.

Roland turned around quickly.

"This is my sister, Beatrice Taylor, and I am Randolph Taylor."

For respectable people, it is difficult for unmarried ladies to take the initiative to talk to men. This requires their male companions to step in.

The girl was staring at Roland with her eyes wide open.

"Hello, I'm Roland. Roland Collins."

He bowed and smiled at the man and the girl behind him.

Both the brother and sister have blonde hair.

Both are not tall, especially the older brother who looks thinner.

The girl's eyes are very special, deep blue with a little iris purple.

As for the rest...

"Why is her butt in front?"

Roland:...

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I knew you couldn't say anything good.