Chapter 032 Christmas Eve will never come
After leaving Harry's house, Rong Le stood outside.
Several answers flashed through my mind, and finally I settled on an absurd but most likely conclusion.
Only the God that Harry believes in with all his heart can know what he is thinking, and only He can know everything, including the words that Harry has never said in his heart.
Ornn is the evil god believed in by the society and his incarnation walking on earth.
The purpose of coming to see Harry this time was no longer important. Rong Le returned the same way and glanced at the manor belonging to Orn not far away.
The buildings there were unmaintained, old and covered with vegetation, and no one had lived there for a long time.
…
Rong Le returned to the hotel with the letter, and after everyone came back, she told them about Ornn's commission.
"The commission is simple: a visit to the Ms. Beatrice mentioned on the paper. I will try to get to know her as well as possible. Since Orn stated this is the reward for the commission, this woman must have the crucial information we need."
"So this time, all personnel are mobilized."
He glanced at everyone in the room.
The atmosphere was a little cold. These young investigators' daily routine was just to play around, but after hearing about the mission, the investigators from the University of Michigan suddenly became murderous. Some of them couldn't help but hold their knives with one hand, like Shura demons.
Dining together, joking, playing around... these light-hearted and enjoyable things were a disguise from the beginning.
Reconnaissance, combat, sacrifice.
This is their daily life.
"We're in the open, and the other investigation team is in the dark. Ms. Anna will collaborate with us on the investigation. We must complete this mission perfectly. I have a feeling this is the key to breaking through."
Rong Le whispered, "Everyone, time is running out."
"Xu Yuanhe."
He calmly named a person.
Xu Yuanhe was a non-staff member, so he didn't have a uniform. Instead, he was dressed like a office worker in his outer world. When he heard his name being called, he slowly stood up, looking a little embarrassed.
"I can't take care of you in time. The lives of these members are in your hands. Don't let them die before the mission is over."
The force faction is tougher and more resilient than the other investigation team. One of the two doctors accompanying the team is in another team, taking care of the fragile investigators.
Xu Yuan and this temporary unlicensed intern came to take care of this group of extremely aggressive wolf cubs.
How could Xu Yuanhe refuse? He looked at his ID card and felt like crying but had no tears.
[As an ordinary person with a miraculous experience, your fate has changed since you accidentally escaped from Portland last time. You are keen to explore more bizarre events and become a wildlife investigator.]
You've been through a lot, but you still can't forget Portland. You want to return to that strange little town once again, but you know you won't be that lucky every time.
[When a friend you met by chance tells you that he is going on a business trip to an overseas island, you know that the opportunity has come.]
[Under the training of your friend, you became an intern and returned to Portland with the University of Michigan investigation team.]
The trajectory of the character card background brings him back to Portland.
Although the situation faced by the armed faction is more dangerous, Xu Yuanhe has a mission this time, and only by staying here can he have a better chance of contacting Rong Le.
However, he didn't expect Rong Le to be so elusive. For many days, he couldn't even be alone with Rong Le, let alone tell her his identity.
Not to mention Rong Le, even the people in the live broadcast room might not be able to tell that he is a pioneer.
Based on her understanding of their abilities and analysis of the situation, Rong Le directed their actions and assigned tasks in each area to the most suitable people.
Some go undercover, some investigate, and some are suited to more brutal work.
He was like weaving a big net, covering Polant under his control.
The feeling of meeting a worthy opponent aroused Rong Le's desire to win, which had not appeared for a long time. He had never looked for Fairlight since leaving the church that time, but both of them knew each other's choices.
To some extent, they are all chess players.
Everyone plays their due role according to his will, and the results are often under control. Although Rong Le is at ease, he is not obsessed with everything on the chessboard.
Perhaps, those gods also had this attitude when they stared at them. The thought of becoming like them made Rong Le feel a kind of mental discomfort.
The investigators from the University of Michigan had a clear division of labor and quickly got into task mode, and the members who usually loved to smile and laugh became less numerous.
Thor watched them leave the room one after another, discussing in low voices, and suddenly felt a little out of place.
Rong Le noticed his absent-mindedness and asked, "Thor, what are you thinking about?"
“…No, nothing.”
Thor muttered a denial.
But it doesn't look like there are no problems.
He winked at Baiyue, who understood and left the room, considerately closing the door behind him.
Rong Le: "Look, everyone has left, so feel free to ask any questions you have."
Thor said nothing.
"Did Tina bully you? That's not okay. She needs to be taught a lesson."
Rong Le touched his chin and said in a calm tone.
"No, no! He didn't bully me." Thor explained quickly.
Rong Le looked at him with her arms crossed. Thor scratched his head and finally said it out of despair.
"I...I'm so bad. I can't help you at all. Detective, am I really useless?"
Although he seemed to be adapting well during this period, being able to talk back to Tina and get along well with everyone, he was always doubting himself in his heart.
Can he really respond to Rong Le's expectations?
If he fails to do so, will he lose everything he has and turn back into the experimental subject who curls up in the basement and falls asleep listening to the wild laughter around him?
Thor felt deeply uneasy about this.
It is human nature to protect things that are hard-earned. The hand that Mr. Detective extended to him was so warm that he was unwilling to lose this beauty.
"Don't worry, Thor." Rong Le looked at him calmly, "In my opinion, you are indeed the greatest miracle in the world."
"How is it possible..."
"Believe me." Rong Le said, "It doesn't matter whether you have the ability or not, but unfortunately, you do have some kind of talent, and I won't admit it wrongly."
This young man may seem timid, but his inner soul is incredibly strong.
"You are different, Thor." Rong Le said, "You have a power far greater than others."
Thor stared at Rong Le in a daze.
Rong Le lowered his eyes, his deep eyes appearing soft and tender under his long eyelashes. He raised a faint smile and said, "So, believe in yourself a little more."
…
The target of the commission lives in a somewhat old street in Portland.
Although there are many old buildings in Portland, the buildings on this street are even older and seem to have been eliminated by time. Most of the people around are elderly people who still live in the old houses.
Rong Le came here alone to conduct the investigation.
He didn't want to meet the target unprepared unless necessary, but meeting Orianna was unexpected to some extent.
"I didn't expect to meet a lovely young lady as soon as I went out. Is today my lucky day?"
Rong Le looked surprised.
Orianna, still holding the basket, smiled brightly and said, "I didn't expect to see you, Mr. Detective. Are you investigating here?"
Rong Le didn't respond to her words, her tone was somewhat nonchalant: "My actions are confidential, please don't ask too many questions. Miss, if you have something to do, please go quickly."
He took two steps back and let her go first.
Orianna paused, then nodded briskly, took two steps forward, remembered something, and turned back.
Rong Le thought she had forgotten something, but unexpectedly she walked forward with a smile and got closer to him.
As Orianna got closer, the distance between them became a somewhat dangerous distance. Rong Le lowered her head and looked into the girl's clear eyes. She could feel her weak breath gently caressing her neck.
Too close.
It has already exceeded the normal safe distance.
"I find you really interesting, Mr. Detective."
The girl said so.
Without waiting for Rong Le to react, she gently retreated away from him, as if nothing had happened, and disappeared around the corner without looking back.
Like a gust of wind, it only stays for a moment and then goes away without stopping.
…
The encounter with Orianna that day was just a trivial incident.
Two days later, on a relatively sunny afternoon, Rong Le stood in front of Beatrice's house like an ordinary commissioned detective and pressed the doorbell very seriously.
The old man moved slowly, so he stood there patiently and waited.
After a few seconds, Rong Le could feel something rustling at the door, as if something was crawling on the ground.
lizard?
Rong Le hesitated for a moment, then bent down to listen carefully.
His hearing was still good enough that he managed to hear some vague sounds, as if something was slowly rising from below to above, and then turned into another breath.
The breath of humanity.
Rong Le retreated suddenly.
The next moment, the door opened without warning.
"…What can I do for you?"
The kind-faced old woman stood at the door, knitting yarn in her hand, and asked like an ordinary old person.
There was no one at the door except her.
Rong Le adjusted his stance calmly to make sure there was nothing wrong with his expression.
"Hello, Ms. Beatrice. I'm a detective. Mr. Orne has sent me here to deliver a letter and to check on your well-being."
Beatrice didn't react much when she heard Ornn's name. Instead, her expression changed when she heard the last sentence, and she looked up at Rong Le.
"Really? Thank you for all his trouble. Come in first, kid. I'll pour you a cup of tea."
Beatrice did not doubt the truth of this statement.
Rong Le politely entered the house and looked around. It was a very ordinary house. He didn't need to go in to see that it was exactly the same as the houses next to it. It looked like it had been lived in for many years and was full of life everywhere.
Rong Le sat down on the sofa. Beatrice poured him a cup of tea and told him not to be restrained.
He held the tea in his hand, looked around, and then smiled sheepishly, "I'm so sorry to bother you at this time. I asked around before finding this place. I hope I didn't waste your time."
"It's just a casual greeting, don't take it too seriously. But it's rare for someone to come visit an old man like me, so I'm very happy."
Beatrice smiled, with the ordinary and reassuring kindness of any old person.
Rong Le: "Although it's a commission, I'm very happy to serve a lady like you. I may bother you often in the next few days."
He held a cup of tea and chatted with Beatrice for a while. She asked him about Orne, and he answered her truthfully.
The most difficult lie to expose is the truth. What Beatrice is more curious about now is why Ornn sent him here and what is so noteworthy about this detective.
Rong Le needs this curiosity to achieve her goal of getting close to Beatrice.
The live broadcast room was also saying:
“I didn’t expect Rongrong to be a woman killer. She looks like she’s very good at talking.”
"I want to know what's wrong with Beatrice. She doesn't look like a weird witch. What's so dangerous about her?"
"Since her information was given by that Ornn, there must be something wrong with Beatrice."
"Rong Le's current progress is quite deep, right? Beatrice has been in Portland for so many years. Haven't the players who have been to Portland discovered this key figure?"
"I sincerely want to ask, has the official sent anyone to contact the anchor?"
"Upstairs, according to gossip, the person has arrived, but there's absolutely no chance of contact with Rongrong. Just look at the way he's running around and you'll know how hard he is to catch."
“…How miserable, hahahahaha.”
"It made me laugh, thank you."
"Have mercy on that pioneer for a second, hahahahaha."
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang again.
Rong Le was sitting on the sofa. Due to his position, he couldn't see what was happening at the door. He only heard a somewhat exaggerated voice after Beatrice opened the door:
"Good afternoon, Ms. Beatrice, you are so elegant and charming today as well."
...I'm getting goosebumps.
He narrowed his eyes subconsciously and heard Bili smile without any surprise. After the man entered the room, he walked straight to the living room.
Rong Le watched the shadow on the floor gradually approach. The man said as he walked over, "Madam, I brought you something good today. You will definitely like it..."
He stopped.
Rong Le sat on the sofa, leaning back leisurely, looking at him quietly with her deep eyes.
After confirming through eye contact, we found out we were in the same industry.
“…”
The live broadcast room suddenly exploded:
"What the hell??!"
"——Why does this involve snatching food?!"
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