Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

"Teacher Hermione, isn't today the weekend off? Why are there still classes?"

Hans looked confused. He hoped that his father would come back often so that his mother could stay with him and he could have Hermione's time to himself.

"I'll give you a physical education class. Go ask Adai to play with you."

Physical education classes are also classes, and I am the teacher and I have the final say. Hermione took Hans and took small steps to the main hall area, where she found the housekeeper Marilis dressed in formal attire and about to go out.

"Marylis, what are you doing?"

"The food inventory in the warehouse needs to be replaced. I'll go take care of it and distribute the replacement items to the servants and nearby employees."

"See you tonight, I won't disturb you anymore."

When I went up the stairs, I also met Gemar, the valet of old Geisler. He looked quite young, with brown hair, rare green eyes here, and a good appearance.

Hermione took Hans and said hello to him before going up, not paying attention to the way the male servant looked at her. It would be strange not to look at her.

'Is it possible that this manservant is also good-looking?' After finding Adele, Hermione remembered what she had confided to him before, and it seemed that she had to find an opportunity to talk.

Craig took Nalio and Dunman to search Kamari but found nothing. People said they saw those two people, but they couldn't remember when they saw them.

When they came to the street selling fish, several people endured the fishy smell and looked at the faces of the people around them.

"If you don't want to sell fish, don't join in and stop the people behind you. If you can't make money, I will starve to death in front of your house with my whole family."

Vendors wearing gray and black aprons and with hair like bird's nests chased away the people looking in front.

Deng Man was disappointed and left directly. He didn't expect the people here to be so impetuous. Craig and Nalio also gained nothing. The three of them could only look forward and look at the people around them.

"According to the divination, this is the final location. Let's go check out the homeless den in the garbage dump over there."

Many homeless people huddled here against the low mud walls, and the bones protruding from their bodies could be seen. With waves of stench coming out, several people bravely searched for it.

Craig casually picked up a relatively clean man, whose face was covered with skin cracks and frost, and it didn't look like he was there, and casually threw him onto the body of the man squatting next to him.

"Is it hidden in the manor area? Let's go take a look."

"If we can't find it there anymore, we'll go back. The safety of Fort Lange is important, and it's a troubled time now."

"Hurry up and go back after checking."

Looking at the retreating figures, an old man stood up and comforted the two people who had been violently treated. After watching for a while, his eyes returned to the two people with a smile on his face.

"Look, they are like that. They can never change. They can only hope that we will change."

Hermione lobbed the ball into the front goal with a strong kick. Hans could only advance slowly, run a long distance and kick it inside.

Because my physical fitness is different, I can only act as a trainer, otherwise it will destroy the balance of the game.

Either Dermot and Marilis hugged her tightly to create opportunities for them. Hermione couldn't pick up two people and kick them, otherwise everyone would be suspicious.

Arnot, who was wearing a black and white dress, ran over with the hem of her skirt in hand and said that the official people who came earlier were here to investigate whether the fugitive was hiding in the manor area, and asked the two of them to go back and ask questions.

Arnott has slightly curly brown hair and is surrounded by a maid's hat. There are some small freckles on his face. Between his small nose and dark blue eyes, he looks like he has just grown up.

She usually helps Mrs. Robert, the person in charge of the kitchen. Hermione was fairly familiar with her, and she had the charm and favorability buff.

In the living room, Craig and others asked several people present but did not get the answers they wanted. Mrs. Dermot sat there and looked at them with an unfriendly expression.

Old Geisler, who was about to go out, sat back on the sofa and was thinking about strengthening the security at home.

A red-haired woman wearing a slim-fitting coat walked back from outside. The child she was holding was also wearing a pair of shorts. The style of shoes underneath had thick streamlined insoles that had never been seen before.

The girl with a round face followed behind. Her clothes made her majestic even more obvious. She walked behind a little shyly. Arnott quickly returned to the queue of servants.

"You are back! These police sergeants have something to ask you."

Old Geisler's voice sounded. This time he had to find a few reliable security detectives to take over the manor. He was determined to take action later. These police officers were somewhat useless.

Hermione wore an empty peaked cap and her red hair was tied into a ponytail at the back. She looked heroic and attracted the attention of those who came. 'These people are really here to cause trouble, and the evil god won't care? '

"Sheriffs, please ask if you have anything. We are very busy, and your efficiency is too poor." Old Geisler urged. He was concerned about the ladies around him and did not dare to look at Hermione often. He just wanted to Get out of here quickly and find his Charlotte.

Denman and Nalio calmed their minds, but they lost their minds without paying attention. They were here to investigate, not to see the beauty. Craig spoke first.

"Two extremely vicious fugitives have recently come here from Fort Lange, and we suspect they are hiding here in the manor area."

"What a fugitive? I haven't talked about strangers before." Hans' childish voice sounded. Why did that man keep looking at him?

"We don't have any fugitives here, and we haven't seen any strangers." Seeing all the eyes focused here, A'dai behind him also thought about the people he met in the past few days.

"Who knows?" Craig said.

"Don't you even know whether the fugitive is a boy or a girl? If you don't even know the prisoner, why should you solve the case and catch whom? We taxpayers pay taxes just to let such people protect us. Of?"

Hermione had known that this guy had evil intentions. There were so many manors scattered here and there all the way to Langeburg. It was really embarrassing for them to find this one. If it had been before, the person in front of them would have died of painful illness.

"Pay attention to your attitude and cooperate with our investigation. We are just doing a routine inspection." Craig didn't know why he was yelling at Hermione desperately.

"I suggest you find an archbishop to check his mental and spiritual condition. In all likelihood, he was contaminated by a curse. Otherwise, you won't know how he died."

"And next time you talk to me like this, I will let you know what pain is. There won't be a third time."

Hermione looked at the three of them with an abyss-like gaze, her face expressionless, and her cold and terrifying aura disappeared invisibly. Dunman and Nario were unable to move, and Craig was also stunned. The temperature in the room dropped several degrees.

"Thank you for informing me. Sorry ma'am, we have finished the investigation and leave."

"Excuse me, everyone, no need to send it away, we will go back to check."

Nalio and Dunman took Craig away. They didn't know why their good companions suddenly became like this.

The other party is obviously not something they can afford to offend, and they can kill themselves casually, so they should report it and let the people above deal with it!

Fortunately, there was no ill intention. I had only experienced that kind of pressure when I accidentally cooperated with Archbishop Colomber, and I couldn't do this even if I wanted to die.