Mrs. Rothesay had some experience, after all.

Without the family filter on Anna, she quickly realized what her worthless niece was up to.

"Only when you are not strong enough will you show off your fists when you first meet someone," she said helplessly, laughing angrily, and ordered the maid, "Please ask our mayor to come over."

Wasn't it just showing her outdated aunt the magical power that came from the partnership?

It's funny to say, the two of them have never really communicated face to face, and today was their first formal conversation.

Her sister Martha is a beautiful woman, and because of her beauty, she can often get what others strive for without using her wisdom. She just needs to stand there and wait for the suitors to come to her.

So Martha's beauty made her stupid. She pursued love and romance, but after losing the fire of love, she cruelly abandoned her lover and threw herself into the arms of a new relationship. So her love was almost promiscuous in the eyes of others. The funny thing was that she was also a Catholic. After she became pregnant, she followed the doctrine and did not have an abortion. Then she died on the operating table in the hospital.

Andrea Rothsay had no sympathy for her.

In a family with two daughters, the relationship between the ordinary eldest daughter and the beautiful and spoiled youngest daughter is not very good. Martha brought it upon herself. Mrs. Rothesay was also busy at that time. She was busy making her husband disappear legally. For nearly ten years, she had not known how her own niece was living. However, for the sake of the child's father, she would not be sent to an orphanage.

Ten years later, her resentment towards her sister disappeared, and the good memories of the past resurfaced. Mrs. Rothesay tried to send some reliable tutors to teach her, but found that the girl was almost abandoned by her father. She was extremely disappointed and simply gave up this "illegitimate daughter".

Another ten years passed, and Mrs. Rothesay grew old.

People are different when they are old and when they are young, and her style of doing things has gradually changed. Although her appearance can still maintain her youthful beauty, she has begun to worry about her end and the future. Coincidentally, at this time, Anna Ellech failed in her political struggle, and she let her only descendant come to Gotham.

Then, two accidents happened.

——The second thing is that Anna Elle did not follow the path she had arranged, but instead collaborated with a mysterious sidekick to lead the changes in Gothic.

As for the first thing...

"Madam, Miss Anna is here," the maid whispered, "...Madam, Madam?"

Mrs. Rothesay woke up with a start and rubbed her temples.

For someone of her age, staying up late is a particularly stressful thing, but the woman striding towards her is full of energy - she is still at her best age, young, strong, and achieving results.

This made Mrs. Rothesay think of "the first thing" again.

Anna held a large bouquet of roses, then she glanced around and randomly picked out a maid wearing glasses who was standing in the corner and looked ordinary. She stuffed the roses into her hand and asked her to hold it - the maid almost immediately became the focus of attention.

Then, the mayor of Gotan sat down next to his wife instead of opposite her and called her "Aunt" affectionately.

Uneducated little bastard, her aunt thought as she dodged the extended hand.

Vivi didn't care what she thought. She used roses to hold the maid Tim, and then said "hmm" and "ah" to perfunctorily answer her "aunt", while her real body took the opportunity to explore the study.

[Side Quest: The Truth About "Rossay"]

After Vivi learned from Tim that Mrs. Rothesay was the mayor's aunt and that her aunt seemed to have only her as an heir, the mission was not completed. Therefore, the system determined that the truth she needed to investigate was not just the superficial relationship.

And Vivi found the surveillance left by Tim inside the building. Based on her understanding of Robin, he was not the kind of person who was bored enough to play cross-dressing games. There must be some clues that required him to sneak in dressed as a woman, and he must be a "personal maid."

Thinking of Robin who was standing at the door of the study at that time...

Before her mayor's trumpet arrived, Tim left the study on the pretext of "not wanting to arouse Mrs. Rothesay's suspicion", but Vivi now recalled -

"It's not to arouse Mrs. Rothesay's suspicion," she thought, "it's to arouse my suspicion."

She picked up the cooled milk on the desk. She had never touched it before, but now when she touched the rim of the cup, the prop information appeared.

[Milk with sleeping pills added can help drinkers sleep well]

[There is a patch-type eavesdropping device at the bottom of the cup. Who put it there? ]

Weiwei silently took off the eavesdropping device, opened it, and then threw it into the package along with the milk.

"This glass of milk was not originally prepared for me, but for my wife. No matter how powerful Robin was, he couldn't have predicted that Red Hood and I would suddenly come before sneaking in. After all, I only found the clue when I went to find Claw..."

It was easy to investigate the relationship between Mrs. Rothesay and the mayor. In the eyes of the vigilantes, even if they had been on night patrol together, Vivi naturally belonged to the mayor's camp. Therefore, if Vivi stood on Tim's side, she would have anticipated that she would be obstructed, so she would have concealed it subconsciously.

"So he thinks the study holds the clues he needs...about the deaths of the other men in Rothesay?"

"No, according to the mission instructions, what I want to investigate is..." Weiwei paused, "the real reason why Mrs. Rosset helped the mayor."

She had already searched the study room, but the documents did not trigger any tasks. Generally speaking, there must be a more secret room or passage hidden here. She opened the map, compared the distance between the rooms, and then took out the hammer.

Her wall hammer can silently smash a hole in any wall, directly turning the original wall into powder, and the size of the hole can be controlled by force. Downstairs, the lady, the mayor and the cross-dressing Robin were all in a room. She controlled the trumpet to perfunctorily deal with the lady and stared at Robin, then stroked the wall behind the museum shelf, moved the jar away, and smashed the wall.

Weiwei stretched out her hand and felt the faint breeze. It was dark behind her, and it was not the bedroom next to the study.

She found the location, ahem, but it seemed like she needed an agency to enter.

Weiwei moved the jar back to block the hole. Her teammate's dot parkoured above her head for a while, then approached her. The study door was pushed open a crack, and a guy with a head as red as a date flashed in, bringing in a rich and fragrant rose scent.

Weiwei: “Wow——”

Jason: “…” Bullshit!

He was abandoned by Weiwei before, and he quickly moved to the rooftop, and found that his bastard teammates had never thought of looking for him. They would use him when they needed him, and would say so openly if they wanted to keep an eye on him. If they felt he was useless, they would just abandon him. They were shameless to the point of being frank, and they just took it for granted, just like during the investigation—

Vicki White has completely opposite attitudes towards ordinary innocent citizens and criminals. It is obvious that Jason is classified as an exploitable criminal by her.

That's good. If you're just using someone, you won't have any emotional expectations, nor will you feel pain when your expectations are dashed.

So Jason just lay down.

Anyway, this investigation had nothing to do with him, he was just passing by.

...until he was nearly buried in roses.

The shameless guy's eyes lit up when he saw him: "Red Hood, let's see how to open the secret room behind this wall. It will be faster for two of us to find the mechanism."

Jason: “…”

"Come and help me," the girl waved. "If I can't find it, I'll just have to break down the wall."

Are you sure you're here to infiltrate?

He asked, "What if we are discovered?"

Weiwei gestured, "I can become invisible."

Jason felt something was wrong: "What about me?"

Weiwei continued to gesture: "I think you are a good fighter."

The two looked at each other silently. Jason took three steps forward and reached out to touch the expensive red glass cup. He turned around and the bookcase opened to the sides, revealing a dark passage for only one person to pass through. However, Jason stared at the suspicious, fist-sized hole on the wall at one side, and a question mark appeared above his head.

Weiwei has gone down happily.

The Red Hood following behind her suddenly pressed her head, then threw two darts, accurately destroying the surveillance camera hidden on the wall.

Weiwei praised: "I can see that you often sneak into other people's secret rooms."

Jason ignored her.

Rather, he began to wonder what was placed in the secret room built in the study of this family.

There were induction lights on in the secret room, a computer on the table, and several rows of bookshelves filled with books.

Jason was wearing gloves. After turning on the computer, he found that a password was set. Thanks to the training he had received, it was not difficult to crack it. After breaking into the opponent's system, the default desktop was empty. He rubbed his fingers and dragged a deleted file from the trash can.

At this moment Jason turned his head and glanced back, his mouth twitching.

…and the books and the bookshelf behind him disappeared.

The culprit who caused the disappearance of the bookshelf came over, stared at the newly restored file, and frowned.

"It's in Arabic," Jason said, opening the document and scanning the title. "It means 'Assassins's League.'"

"Ah..." Weiwei blinked, "Okay, I understand."

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She read: "The dead...resurrection...Lazarus Pool..."

The next second, the man moved his mouse slightly and closed the file.

Weiwei: “?”

She held down his hand that was holding the mouse, and forcibly pulled his hand to open the document: "...I haven't finished reading it yet!"

"No one can resist aging, but one can cheat death..." She squinted her eyes and read out the sentence, "And there is a way to return to youth... but it requires the body of someone who is very close to you..."

[Side quest "The truth about 'Rossay'" has been completed]

[In this world, there are many ways to be immortal, but they all have different costs. Not only are you unwilling to accept death, but you are also unwilling to accept aging. The cost is even greater. She loves you so much, just like she loves her future self.]

[You get: 100 diamonds]

[Players are requested to claim the remaining gold coin rewards themselves]

The file was closed again. Weiwei noticed that the man's hand was trembling slightly. He seemed to be suppressing some anger. "It seems that they have developed some new technology using the Lazarus Pool?"

"Yeah..." Weiwei said, thinking of the claws, "Maybe we can hold an exchange meeting?"

The Claw can be resurrected, and the Lazarus Pool can be resurrected. So what would it be like if a Claw took a bath in the Lazarus Pool?

Downstairs, the mayor, who was smiling and chatting with Mrs. Rosset, suddenly grabbed her wrist and hugged the woman in front of her. She whispered in her ear, "Give me 2 billion US dollars and help me pay off the bank loan."

Mrs. Rothesay: “!?”

Weiwei chuckled. "Otherwise I'll have to declare the city government bankrupt, my dear aunt."

There is no such thing as love or hate without reason, nor is there any purely unrequited help. What Mrs. Rothesay wants is Anna Ellec. To be precise, she wants to use the technology provided by the "Assassin's League" to successfully transfer her soul to her niece through the Lazarus Pool after her death.

So she would help her without reservation, support her, defend her in Parliament, stand by her side -

Because, no matter what achievements the mayor gets, they will eventually belong to Mrs. Rothesay.

Since the lady was rude, she would stop pretending.