"...Because my chief intelligence adviser, Tommy, disappeared, I followed all the way and came here to look for his traces."
After Catalina finished speaking, she saw Ed bending down and sitting on the edge of the solid wood double bed, lowering his head and gently kneading the center of his eyebrows with his index finger and thumb:
"I didn't expect Tommy to be here."
"Who is Tommy?" Quinn asked in surprise.
"The little guy who often comes to deliver the morning paper." Ed reminded, "By the way, Catalina, next time you meet a stranger, it's best not to tell yourself your home address directly. It's too dangerous after all, unless you really I trust each other very much.”
"Isn't Miss Quinn your friend?" Catalina asked in confusion.
In her opinion, friends of friends should be her friends. Friends should be honest with each other.
"Everything should be done just in case. Not all of my friends are worthy of unconditional trust." Ed smiled helplessly, "But you can indeed trust Miss Quinn."
"Catalina... I always feel like I've heard this name before. Ed is right, you still have to be more careful in everything. Especially with your status -" Quinn also extended her arms generously, smiling and talking to Katarina. Talina shook hands.
Miss Quinn's hands have fine texture and well-proportioned bones, as if they were as soft as a newborn's, with no calluses or scars to the touch. This made Catalina feel ashamed, as her palms had grown calluses from sword practice.
This is simply a hand that only a princess in a fairy tale deserves. If there is any shortcoming of this palm, it would be that although the nails are full and round, they are stained with mud, which makes them unsightly.
"By the way, I remembered. Could you be that Prince Edward's fiancée?" After letting go of her hand, Quinn seemed to have remembered something and suddenly asked.
fiancée.
This title made Catalina's scalp tingle. In fact, her first impression of Prince Edward was not bad, especially when he was fighting to the death to protect his courtiers and assassins——
Until she learned that the tall, well-dressed man was actually Edward's reflection guard...
No, don’t let me recall such embarrassing things——
"Uh... Strictly speaking, well, that's probably the same thing."
Katarina answered hesitantly with an embarrassed look on her face. She could only try not to think about it, just like she had tried not to think about crystal malignancy.
Speaking of which, she didn't even have time to chat with the real Prince Edward before the royal motorcade left in a hurry. However, judging from what her father said afterwards, the prince was quite satisfied with the trip and seemed to praise her greatly.
Although she didn’t know why this happened, since everyone was satisfied, Catalina was happy to put the matter aside.
"I remember that the marriage contract between Auckland and Holland was not officially reported. Why did you even know about it?" Ed asked.
"In those days, people were talking about it everywhere in the streets, pubs, cafes, streets, and alleys. But at that time, you were either taking care of Charlotte, or you were squatting in jail."
"That's right... for such a big battle, anyone with a little bit of intelligence can guess the reason. Let's talk about serious things. I have already used the one-eyed spider to investigate the environment here -"
Ed said, taking out the notebook from the inner pocket of his jacket, biting open the cap of the fountain pen and said:
"First of all, let me explain that the entrance to the so-called 'Desire Club' we are looking for is in Room 107. This room is not usually rented to the public, and the key on the key rack is fake and does not match the keyhole of the room. The real key is hidden In the cash register, the code is 1260."
"...The entrance to the secret room is behind the closet, but the door to the secret room is also locked. There is no confirmation key yet, so it is impossible to enter the interior."
"Is it possible to destroy the door lock directly?" Miss Quinn took out a strange-shaped folding knife and suggested.
"I'm afraid not, that steel safety door is not that easy to break by violence." Ed shook his head, "But I do have a way -"
"They should have an important banquet tonight, and club members will arrive one after another after eight o'clock in the evening. The club adopts an anonymous membership system, and you can enter as long as you have a membership card and a mask."
"I happened to find a club member in Room 314 upstairs. As long as he is dealt with, we can let one of them sneak in. In addition, there is an oil fume exhaust pipe that leads directly to the underground kitchen. , my one-eyed spider can also help."
"Dispose of it?"
When Catalina heard the word "process", she hesitated for a moment. Excessive violence was not caused by the knight:
"...Wouldn't this be a little bad? After all, hiring child labor is the behavior of the club, and they are just ordinary diners."
“What is child labor?”
Ed was confused at first, but it took him a few seconds to react, and he smiled meaningfully at Catalina:
"Haha, I see... If you knew what these 'diners' were eating, you wouldn't have any sympathy for them."
"I simply said that these diners are all members of the "Feast Party", a secret organization that enjoys cannibalism. The children who were deceived were not child laborers, at least not all of them. "Ed explained.
God, this...
Catalina felt a wave of chilling fire surge into her brain, and even her eardrums could feel the cold burning pain caused by the surge of blood.
"Cannibalism" is already an act that touches the moral bottom line of human society, let alone attacking children. She didn't understand why someone would behave like this. It didn't involve interests or was driven by helplessness, but just out of pure evil intentions.
"Tell me what to do now, Ed. I will fully cooperate with you." Catalina took a deep breath, calmed down and replied sternly.
"I have contacted the West Side Team and they have promised to cooperate with us in completing this mission. Our first goal is to rescue Mr. Burke Orton, and secondly to rescue as many of these abducted children as possible. At the same time, if possible, Don't let a conflict break out until the West Side team intervenes."
"No problem, leave the infiltration to me." Quinn nodded matter-of-factly, as if gearing up, as if this task was born for her.
"No."
Ed shook his head, put his hands on the cane, and looked at Catalina solemnly:
"Catalina, you are responsible for infiltrating."
