Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

"You'll know in a while."

Joyce said something meaningful.

"You are waiting in the car."

Sophia watched him get out of the car and left, but she didn't react for a while, because Mr. Baron's voice became a female voice, and it was still very nice!

The driver was pleasantly surprised and took double the money for the car, watched a strange "woman" get out of the car and walked away quickly, and mumbled doubtfully:

"Did I pull her?"

……

The location of Fragrant Tree Avenue is close to the dock area, which is where adventurers and pirates are more active.

There were many bounty lists for pirates posted on the door of the gentleman's bar. Joyce glanced at random and opened the door. What he saw was a chaotic scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.

The dancer in ragged clothes stood in the center of the stage, dancing around the pole. Under the stage, a group of men anesthetized with alcohol were holding wine glasses and howling in line with the dancer's movements.

Joyce in women's clothing entered the bar, as distinct as fireflies in the night sky.

Every guest who found him looked surprised, and even some drunken men staggered towards him... Either he was frightened away by his eyes, or he was kicked to the ground.

Not only is this behavior unstoppable, but it will cause bursts of cheers.

It made him feel like a monkey... Joyce frowned and stepped up to the bar.

The bartender noticed this strange "woman" long ago, and his experience told him that this kind of "woman" could not be provoked, so he pretended that nothing happened, wiped his glass and greeted:

"Beauty, come here for the first time, what would you like to drink?"

Joyce did not hide the disgust in his eyes, and asked directly in a female voice:

"Is Eric here?"

The bartender stopped his movements, straightened his body, winked at his accomplices in the hall, and asked:

"What are you doing with him?"

Feeling someone approaching behind him, Joyce didn't care, and said coldly:

"Someone told me that Eric's news is very well-informed, and I have a valuable commission to give to him."

"Who called you here?"

Joyce turned his head and saw two dark-skinned strong men standing in front of him in a surrounded posture. He pretended to be arrogant and asked:

"Are you Eric?"

Anger flashed in the eyes of the strong man who asked out, and stared at Joyce coldly for a while, and his companion next to him broke the deadlock and said:

"The boss is upstairs."

"Come with me."

Through the guard of the stairs, Joyce was stopped in place, but he saw Eric sitting alone at the table drinking.

As Dean said, his clothes are more decent, his skin is fair, his facial features are weak, and he is more like a woman than himself in women's clothes...

The bodyguard said something in his ear, Eric looked here, waved his hand, and the guard let Joyce go.

"It's rare for a lady with temperament like you to appear in front of me."

Joyce pretended to be acquainted with you, and tried his best to match the identity he designed for himself, a rich lady with extreme personality,

"I heard that you are very good. I have a commission for you, can you complete it?"

Eric smiled indifferently:

"It depends on what you entrust and the price you are willing to pay."

"As long as you can complete it, money is not a problem." Joyce made a bold promise, looked around again and said:

"It's too noisy here, is there a quieter room?"

Eric drank the red wine from the glass:

"Meeting the requirements of a lady is the basic quality of a gentleman."

Joyce followed him into a well-insulated room. Unsurprisingly, two bodyguards followed him in, with the revolver around his waist looming.

"I always thought that human life is the most precious, no matter how much you care about it."

Eric explained while sitting on the sofa:

"Now you can talk about your commission."

A human trafficker pretends to be a philosopher, and crowns himself as a monkey... Joyce cursed inwardly, and sat calmly opposite him:

"Before I talk about commissions, I want to show you something."

Then, he slowly spread out his right hand, as if there was some peerless treasure in it, completely attracting Eric's attention.

This "woman" seems to have been holding her right fist since she came in... Eric recalled that this was enough to arouse his curiosity.

It was a golden pupil.

The moment he saw it, Eric's head seemed to be smashed by someone, and this pain and fear made him scream.

Then, there were many more memories in his mind. Those memories seemed to conflict with each other, and they did not give way to each other. Finally, they came together into one sentence: The person with golden pupils is his master, and he will obey its orders unconditionally.

After a brief period of confusion, Eric regained consciousness. He saw that his bodyguard was pointing a revolver at the head of the "woman". The "woman" kept a kind smile and said to him calmly:

"We should have a chat alone, what do you think?"

He nodded subconsciously, followed Joyce's suggestion, and angrily scolded the bodyguard:

"Put the gun away and get out."

When only the two of them were left in the room, Joyce resumed his male voice and asked quickly:

"Who asked you to spy on Joyce Best?"

"It's Chloe."

Eric answered without hesitation.

Chloe! The Chloe I killed? What is this unfolding?

Joyce's brain suddenly shut down. After a second, he reacted and immediately asked:

"Over forty years old, with silver-rimmed glasses, Chloe, who used to be a pirate?"

Eric recalled for two seconds:

"I don't know if he is a pirate or not, but the other descriptions are very consistent. In addition, he also has a golden pupil."

It's really him, "Clue of Wisdom"!

He was investigating me, and I killed him... Good guy, went both ways to belong!

"What's your relationship with Chloe?" Joyce asked calmly.

"He is my master, no... Golden pupils are my master... So, you are my master now."

Eric's words were a little confusing, and it seemed that different thoughts were fighting in his head, but Joyce quickly understood what he meant.

The living Chloe used the "Eye of Social Death" to control Eric to do things for him, but now that Chloe is dead, the "Eye of Society Death" has fallen into Joyce's hands.

Just now, he gave Eric another psychological suggestion, which just conflicted with Chloe's suggestion. By accident, Eric now regards "The Eye of Death" as the master...

"Hehe, you really can get stuck with bugs..."

Wait, how can I say this English word!

I was clearly muttering in my heart, why did I say it... Damn, the eye of death... Fortunately, the Amon content in the nearby air is zero, otherwise I would have nothing!

Joyce put away the "Eye of Social Death" with an ugly face, and asked Eric again:

"Why did Chloe ask you to investigate me... Investigate Joyce?"

"I don't know." Eric replied simply.

"Where are the results of the investigation?" He changed the question.

"no result."

Why there is no result... Joyce was quite surprised: "Tell me in detail."

"A month ago, Chloe asked me to monitor Joyce Best's every move..."

Eric sorted out his thoughts and began to speak, but was interrupted before the first sentence was finished.

"etc."

Joyce called out, "A month ago?"

"Yes."

At that time, I hadn't crossed yet... I subconsciously thought that Chloe was here for me, but I didn't expect that the surveillance started a month ago, he was monitoring the original owner, why...

After a short thought, Joyce motioned Eric to continue.