[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

Dressing room of the Opera House in Paris, France.

As a famous ballet performer, Sorelli has her own dressing room, which is elegantly decorated and simply furnished.She likes to be here alone for a while after each night's show, to rest, and to—

"My God, Sorelli!"

Sorelli sighed, she forgot to lock the door again.

A few more immature young actors squeezed in chirping, they exclaimed and screamed, and immediately filled the not-so-spacious dressing room.Sorelli frowned. She wanted to reprimand her, but was preempted by the leading actor.

"It's the ghost!" she announced loudly. "The ghost has brought Angie back. She's covered in blood, and almost knocked Mr. Pollini into a faint!"

Sorelli widened her eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "What?!"

The Angel in their mouth is the Paris Opera House, no, maybe the most famous ballet dancer in Paris and France.

He came to the opera house at the age of eight and became famous in his teens.Angie's dancing talent makes Sorelli, who is one year older than her, both envious and jealous, but so what.Talent is talent, and others can't catch up with the whip.

Besides, she is not strong in everything, Sorelli often comforts herself like this.An Qi's life experience is very pitiful, she is an orphan, and what is even more miserable is that An Qi is a mute and can't speak at all.

The old man in the opera house said that Angie was a normal person, but not long after she came to the theater, she saw a ghost with her own eyes, and she was so frightened that she lost her words—someone heard her humming a song occasionally, but she never spoke again Talk to anyone.

But there are also rumors that the ghost actually treated her well.Many people have seen Angie with the mysterious ghosts in the theater. Sorelli is very afraid of these legends of ghosts and ghosts. Angie has never been very social, and she never asked.

"Where is she now?"

The trail of the ghost is mysterious and sneaky, and it is so mysterious that Sorelli is a little scared now.But in front of several young actors, she couldn't show it, so she could only force herself to be calm, and asked slowly.

"The ghost put Angie in her dressing room!"

"But," another young actor said cautiously, "no one can prove that the ghost did it."

"Joseph Buganen!" shouted the girl who insisted that it was a ghost, "He saw a black shadow carrying Angie across his arms into the dressing room, and when the black shadow turned around, it was a face like a skeleton. Startled him."

Sorelli shivered.

She couldn't help but draw a sign of the cross on her chest, wishing she could lock the door of the dressing room.But she couldn't do this in front of other girls, so Sorelli forced herself to stand up: "We have to check on Angie's situation."

The girls covered their mouths.

"But she's covered in blood!"

"Maybe the ghost is still there."

"That's enough," Sorelli raised her chin proudly, "Didn't you say that Mr. Pollini and Bugai are also here, there is no need to worry about ghosts, Angie's safety is more important."

That being said, in fact, Sorelli herself has no confidence.She was also afraid of seeing scary scenes, but she immediately breathed a sigh of relief after stepping into Angie's dressing room: the scary scenes in her fantasy did not exist at all. There were no ghostly shadows of Mr. Nar and Mr. Pollini.

Angie was sitting on the sofa.With red hair and green eyes, and a royal blue dress, she is not tall and has a thin body, so she looks very cute and pitiful.At this time, facing the inquiries of the two managers, An Qi covered her mouth, her wrists met the faint freckles on the tip of her nose, which made her already pale face even more bloodless.

She didn't know what to ask, just shook her head blankly and fearfully.

Sorelli walked in with a few young actors, first greeted the manager, and then crowded around Angie: "Are you all right, Angie?"

The panic in An Qi's eyes receded half a point.

She smiled reluctantly and patted the sofa as if signaling them to sit down.Angie's pale but friendly gesture made Sorelli feel a little pity for her.

In truth, Sorelli and Angie aren't close enough to sit side by side.Although Angie has a gentle personality, she can't speak, and there are rumors that she has a close relationship with theater ghosts. Few young girls dare to make friends with her.

But now her smile made Sorelli forget about the ghost legends for a moment. She walked forward and held An Qi's hand: "It's good that you are not injured, we will all be scared to death!"

"You've got to tell us, Angie."

The two managers took the opportunity to speak.

An Qi shrank a little, she hesitated for a long time, a pair of emerald greens flashed, and then sighed lowly.

[I... don't know what's going on. ]

A few short syllables came out of her throat, and then she spoke in sign language.

[When I woke up, the person was in the dressing room, covered in blood. ]

Recalling the scene just now, An Qi obviously still has lingering fears.She shivered.

"Some say the ghost took you away and sent you back."

The little actor next to Sorelli interjected, and asked with fear and curiosity: "Is that so, Angie? Where have you been these two days?"

An Qi's face suddenly became extremely panicked.

Yes, before An Qi returned, she had been missing for two full days.

The night before yesterday's performance was as successful as ever, and after the performance, Angie was invited by a famous university professor to his box.But the professor didn't wait for her for a long time. An Qi, who was going to meet the professor, accidentally ran into an assassination case that almost succeeded when she passed by the box with the door concealed.

It was said that it almost succeeded, because An Qi, who had stopped talking since she was a child, let out a scream in shock.

Her scream attracted others, thus saving the nobleman in the box—the ambassador of the Kingdom of Bohemia.However, when the sheriff arrived and was about to ask An Qi for questioning, she disappeared.

Angie disappeared completely for two days, until just now, Joseph Bouquet said that he saw a theater ghost dressed in black, holding a girl covered in blood and breaking into her dressing room.

[I don't remember exactly. ] She said in sign language, [I just remember that day outside the dressing room I heard gunshots, and then a shadow in a black cloak rushed towards me. ]

"It's a ghost!"

The little actor exclaimed.

Sorelli, who was sitting next to Angie, was almost frightened to death.

Gunshots, ghosts, and rumors that Angie is covered in blood.The superposition of the already terrifying things made the atmosphere in the whole dressing room extremely tense.

Sorelli turned her head uneasily and looked at An Qi.

When the word ghost fell to the ground, she showed a sad expression.Angie always looked so fragile, and her long, gorgeous red hair couldn't hide the melancholy that haunted her.

Mr. Pollini glared at the young actor who spoke first, and then said to An Qi: "The sheriff will come later, don't worry, don't hide anything, okay?"

Angie nodded.

Then she frowned worriedly, and asked in sign language: [The thing about ghosts...]

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The two theater managers looked at each other for a long time, and Sorelli never let go of the complex emotions on their faces.

[It's him. ]

For a moment, An Qi's expression became extremely gentle.She gestured with her hands, and her jewel-like eyes shone with gratitude.

[I can... feel it.Even though I was so dazed at the time that I barely remembered anything, I could feel—]

"Okay, okay, Angie!"

Mr Pollini interrupted her sign language uneasily.As if he was afraid, and as if he was afraid of disturbing other female dancers, he rubbed his hands anxiously: "You disappeared two days ago, Professor Moriarty has been worried. He just happened to be there tonight. Now, how about I ask him to come and visit you?"

Sorelli couldn't help but let out an "ah".

"Is it the professor who invited Angie to the box?" She asked curiously.

Angie closed her eyes.

[Ask him to come, thank you, Monsieur Pollini. ]

Then An Qi turned her head and looked at Sorelli, a warm color flashed in her green eyes.

[Thank you too, Sorelli. ]

Her kindness and gratitude made Sorelli blush for a while: in fact, she brought a few young actors to visit Angie more because she was curious about the ghost story.

Moreover, Angie is not as difficult to get along with as expected.

On weekdays, she is always mysterious and does not have much contact with other dancers.Except for dancing every day, there is almost no one to be found.Many young actors said that they often saw her wandering in the empty corridors and towers of the theater, and heard her humming softly and the voice of mysterious men.

This makes other girls afraid to deal with her, and Sorelli was one of them at one time, but now it seems that Angie is a very gentle girl.

"Don't worry." So she said boldly, "The sheriff will solve the case quickly. In a few days, we will go to the clothes shop and the perfume shop to buy some new things to make you look new, and all these things will be gone. !"

An Qi couldn't help but nodded when she heard the words.

At least she looked like a living person when she smiled, and brilliant colors appeared on her delicate face.This made Soleil feel satisfied: "Then we won't bother you, An Qi."

As soon as Sorelli finished speaking, the door of Angie's dressing room opened again.It was the theater manager's secretary, and the young man walked in: "Mr. Pollini, Professor Moriarty is waiting for Angie."

"Please come in."

The two managers greeted the other dancers to leave, and they didn't forget to glance at An Qi to confirm that the girl's mood was stable and ready before they turned and left.

The chattering little actors stood up along with Sorelli, and the dressing room full of people suddenly emptied, returning to the desertedness of the past.

Then, a very decent man walked in.

He closed the door carefully, barely making a sound.Then the man turned around and took off his hat.

"Angie." He said, "Are you okay?"

The man is not tall, but gentle.There is a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose, and the face is extremely delicate.His French, with a British accent, is slow and quite clear - he is labeled a cultural man almost from head to toe.

Angie raised her eyes.

She put away her gentle smile and tilted her head.

[I think you should be very clear about my situation. ] She said in sign language, [After all, you sent someone to try to kill me, Professor. ]

James Moriarty smiled.

"It was you who prevented my deployment first. If it weren't for your scream, the ambassador of Bohemia should have died the night before."

[You can't commit murder in 'his' beloved theater. ]

Angie replied decisively.

[I ruined your plan, of course I will be responsible.You want the life of the ambassador of Bohemia, and I'll make it up to you by overturning an entire kingdom. ]

The author has something to say: Actually Angel’s name itself is Angel, but, it’s embarrassing that Angel in French does not pronounce Angel, and there is no similar pronunciation...Let’s just leave it at that, anyway, her setting is Orphans are not necessarily French, right? (you

The second volume will be easier, talk about love and kill people (huh???????) because everyone except the professor is pure and cute hahahahahaha!Mr. Detective will also appear later, the role is very important w

Thanks to NScorpion:D for mine, Lek_GREED Achaosu Luoruo Shimmer-jk's original historian's nutrient solution!

And, was the last chapter written so well [scratching my head, I was at a loss for what you praised, I think it makes sense, I was afraid you would guess it.After all, An Qi has indeed been with the doctor for so long, not just because of her relationship with the list.Of course, after changing identities, what should be stabbed is still to be stabbed!