Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 79, Section 36: Emotional dullness is like a room with its doors and windows tightly shut.

—Suburban villa. First floor—

His eyes turned.

It was 8 p.m. in a reception room.

A symphony orchestra is warming up here before their performance. They are either calibrating the pitch of their instruments or checking the tension of their bows in the room to ensure there will be no problems during the actual performance.

The sounds of noisy conversations occasionally broke out, accompanied by some parts of the voices practicing together.

"Is the violin section ready for the sound check?"

"The G string seems to be half a tone lower."

"What time do you get off work today?"

Mike, the conductor, casually observes his friends. As the renowned symphony orchestra of Greeley, they are perfectly at ease, even though today is a birthday celebration for a former government official.

He held a glass of fine red wine in his hand.

Mike leaned his other arm against the window, the doors and windows were not open, and he was simply admiring the moonlight shining through the glass.

Then, the next moment.

As the jumbled notes from the lounge danced around him, Mike saw a blurry black shadow fall down in the distance—sliding silently from above the window to the ground below.

Mike: "?"

What the hell?

"Thief?"

Mike called out awkwardly in the lounge. Although he didn't quite believe that a thief would appear in this kind of place, the dark figure he had just seen seemed strange no matter how he looked at it.

His voice drew attention in the lounge.

For example, the man in the tuxedo who was wiping his flute asked curiously, "What thief?"

"I just saw a dark shadow outside..."

Mike frowned and muttered to himself. After exchanging glances with the orchestra's flautist for a couple of seconds, he attracted the attention of two or three other idle people.

After hesitating for a couple of seconds, they decided to open the window, climb onto the windowsill, and peer out.

Because this place is only about ten meters away from that place.

As the lounge window was pushed open, three or four guys from the symphony orchestra poked their heads out—Mike had the longest neck—and soon, the scene that came into their view revealed the truth.

It wasn't some petty theft or illegal act, but rather a heartwarming and affectionate scene.

"Cough cough cough."

"Hey~"

"sorry for disturbance."

The symphony orchestra guys had already tacitly withdrawn their heads, while Mike awkwardly explained the purpose of opening the door—because it was his idea.

“Uh, I just saw a dark shadow fall down outside the window, so I was wondering what was going on… Sorry, sorry, that’s not what we meant,” Mike said, scratching his head.

"A black cat did jump down just now..."

The girl standing outside replied in a sullen voice, though it didn't sound quite right.

The young man she had pinned down remained silent, seemingly even more embarrassed.

In short—

This is a scene that should not be viewed inappropriately.

"I see... Okay, okay, please pretend we were never here."

Mike understood the explanation and solemnly closed the doors and windows, then breathed a sigh of relief.

The two people caught in their "intimate" scene were none other than Loris and He Ye, who had just finished an infiltration mission. Oh~ they escaped unscathed with their superb disguise skills, but what was the price they paid?

"Um, sir, are you retaliating for what happened in the closet?" He Ye asked helplessly, raising his hands and pressing his back against the wall. He was the one who had been forced.

Loris blushed deeply upon hearing this, a shy look flashing in her eyes. In the end, she simply took a deep breath to suppress it, then carefully put the rope back into her skirt.

Of course, after doing all this, Lolis didn't forget to give him a kick in the back: "Too talkative."

Fortunately, He Ye reacted quickly, dodging her shoe just before stepping on it, her expression remaining normal, as if she knew how He Ye was going to retaliate.

Click.

The sound of the broken branch under her shoes startled Lolis, making her cheeks burn even hotter, and also taking her back to a short while ago.

……

—Second floor of the villa. Bedroom—

The bedroom was dark, with only a faint moonlight. Loris and He Ye couldn't find any more information here, only a photo in a frame, which was enough to complete the side quest.

However, the documents she needed—such as those proving Sir Humphrey's illegal collusion with foreign powers—were nowhere to be found.

Having reached this point in the investigation, He Ye had no choice but to tell Loris some possible facts, such as that Sir Humphrey was actually a conscientious and hardworking old cadre. Her investigation could end here, because those who were not traitors would naturally not have any real evidence, and there was no point in continuing the investigation.

Although there are still a few rooms left on the second floor, the confidential documents I'm looking for aren't even in the private bedrooms, so they probably aren't in any other places either.

Loris was not convinced after hearing this. She figured that since she was already here, she might as well investigate thoroughly. So she didn't even let go of the few remaining rooms on the second floor.

The two then spent more than 20 minutes completing the investigation.

The result was still nothing.

Well, the two of them had no choice but to squat in the storage room on the second floor of the villa and begin to bring this mysterious infiltration operation to a close.

The two people whispering to each other looked like groundhogs.

First, Loris organized all the intelligence she had gathered—the other party had a rich political record and had not neglected his duties. Although there were some suspicious behaviors, after careful verification, they were all within the scope of his authority, whether it was his mission to Country B or his actions at the pharmaceutical development company.

Therefore, the conclusion is as follows.

Sir Humphrey was a diligent and pragmatic man.

His resume has few blemishes, and such a person can be considered an excellent role model among politicians.

Therefore, the second conclusion can also be drawn.

A white run.

Loris lowered her eyes: "Sigh."

Seeing her sighing, He Ye advised her to relax. This was actually a good thing; at least the world was more peaceful. The only waste was their energy.

After listening, Loris gave He Ye a look that said, "You have no idea what the real purpose is."

He Ye didn't quite understand, but he didn't care.

Now that this matter is over, the two of them can leave. He can return to the banquet and enjoy the food and champagne.

He didn't really care about this matter.

Of course, before that, we need to give an explanation to Miss Mia—although He Ye has never seen her since that time at the Sweet Honey Club, he doesn’t know what kind of emotional journey she has gone through to get to this point today.

But He Ye could already answer her questions.

“You’re not quite right when you say this gentleman is frivolous. A frivolous person wouldn’t be a Jericho Covenantist, nor would he have remained single for over twenty years since being widowed.”

He Ye stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said that his suit was a little dusty from squatting on the ground. Now that the discussion was over, all that was left was to make a safe retreat. Loris, who was organizing the photos in her camera, remembered what He Ye said—they had indeed had a brief conversation before leaving the room with the oil paintings.

"Then I'll take it as a mistake..." Loris said helplessly, "Who knew that an oil painting would look so different from a real person?"

Because oil painting techniques cannot capture the true details of a person, the two of them did not think too deeply about the possibility of a stand-in literature when they first saw the painting—after all, the painting only resembled Miss Mia somewhat.

It wasn't until they saw the picture in the framed photograph that they understood why Sir Humphrey loved Miss Mia. It was actually a case of double literature; she looked almost exactly like the Sir's deceased wife.

This answer also explains all the places that don't make sense so far.

Why would a former government official and wealthy nobleman fall for a beautiful commoner like Mia? Why would a member of the Jericho Covenant Church, who is supposed to be faithful in love, fall for someone else?

Because I still love her.

Anyway,

He Ye planned to tell the other party about this, and what would happen afterward was none of his business—it might be unpleasant, but it was a promise.

Go to the window and open it.

He Ye already had the rope that Lolis had thrown over in his hand. He used the grappling hook to grab the edge of the window frame, and after checking the tightness, he prepared to retreat.

Lorice quietly deleted the photos one by one, keeping only the few she needed to ensure that they wouldn't cause any further problems—it would be troublesome if someone accidentally saw what was inside the camera.

"Then I'll go down first."

He Ye had already grabbed the rope and slid down.

After a while.

With his feet firmly planted on the grass, He Ye felt as if he had escaped the atmosphere of sneaking around. He sighed softly, finally able to hold his head high.

However, the interesting thing is...

When He Ye came down, he noticed that the light was on in the room next door, while the light was off in the room on the first floor when he came up.

The retreat shouldn't go unnoticed, right?
He Ye had some concerns, but he soon had to move over because Loris was also coming down.

"Come a little closer."

A soft sound came from above, and with the gentle breeze created by the girl's falling body, Loris moved nimbly, using one hand to pull her foot against the wall to control her speed as she slid down, like a cat.

During this time, He Ye did not look up, but only paid attention to the surrounding movements, as if he was keeping watch.

Then--

"Thief?"

He Ye heard a man muttering coming from the next room.

His heart sank.

The previous worries seem to have come true. Although it's uncertain whether the other party could see the person's face clearly, it's too late to hide at this point.

Just then, Lolis landed, so He Ye had to quickly tell her the news.

"It seems like someone nearby has spotted us."

Loris: ? ...

There seemed to be no time for further conversation; the doorframe of that room was already shaking, about to be pushed open and a head would peek out.

Loris had just put her feet firmly on the ground and pulled down the ropes, which landed on the ground and coiled up in a circle, not yet put away.

Undoubtedly, it seems that more impactful visuals are needed to capture their attention and make them overlook the minor discord.

What happened next is self-evident.

"Don't move!"

Heye:?
……

—Suburban villa. On the lawn—

The moonlight was as dark as ink, and there were not many people left outside on the lawn. Only a few guests who had not yet finished their personal conversations were still whispering among themselves.

Most people had already gone to the villa’s main hall, which was decorated like a royal party venue.

Victorian maids cleared away the dishes on the row of tables, as if they were leftovers from a meal that had already ended.

The waiters swept the lawn and helped the maids remove the items with trays, making the scene less chaotic and keeping it tidy.

When He Ye and Loris returned, they were like long-awaited guests, which was indeed the case. The infiltration mission had taken too long, and they hadn't even had a hot meal.

He Ye was alright; at least she ate a couple of bites while walking to find her, and the lobster tasted pretty good.

"You're saying this now?"

The main purpose of the two attending the banquet had disappeared, which was to investigate Sir Humphrey's suspicions. Although He Ye did not mind continuing to attend, he needed to ask Loris's opinion before making a decision.

"Let's wait until the banquet is over," Loris said, rubbing her head.

Obviously, leaving now would be too conspicuous and not in accordance with aristocratic etiquette.

The two had no choice but to go to the main hall inside the villa.

Entering through the main gate of the villa, one finds a large number of guests inside. The crystal chandelier hanging from the dome is dazzling, and there are spiral staircases extending upwards on both sides.

A symphony orchestra is performing; guests are making quiet comments.

For some reason, Loris originally walked in with He Ye, but after noticing that there were many people here, she quietly distanced herself until she could no longer be seen.

He Ye understood perfectly well what was going on. This was, after all, a formal social venue where most guests chatted casually. The previous incident was a last resort to save the day, and not many people noticed it at the time.

He enjoyed the wine alone, and asked a passing waiter for a glass of sherry.

Most people here are in groups, so he seemed a little lonely.

Fortunately, someone came up and started talking to them.

Wearing a long purple dress, Nitil was carrying a small cake in her hand—heaven knows where she got it—when she passed by, she clearly recognized He Ye, so she quickly swallowed it, put the plate on the table, and then walked over gracefully, peeking out like a mischievous deer to greet him.

"Hello~"

This surprised He Ye slightly.

"Hello?" He Ye greeted her tentatively.

Then Nitil stood beside him, listening to the symphony orchestra playing; clearly, the notes were setting the stage for a certain emotion.

I don’t know why she suddenly greeted me, but she probably came with a purpose—He Ye remained silent, and she remained silent as well.

About three or four seconds later.

He Ye's silence was as she pondered her intentions; while Nitil's silence was as she carefully crafted her words. After all, the scene that had occurred not long ago by the fountain was still on her mind, making her heart flutter with unease.

Adding to her recent conversation with a 'band friend,' her inner world was filled with doubts.

Therefore, Nitil spoke softly, her tone tentative yet direct:
"What is your relationship with Loris? This seems to be the first time we've met, but you look somewhat familiar."

He Ye had seen her at the police station and knew she was Loris's friend. To avoid any misunderstandings, he quietly explained:

"I'm just her subordinate. What happened before was just a disguise for the mission... I hope you don't misunderstand and don't make things difficult for me."

“I see. I see.”

Nitil was clearly surprised, but turned to look at her and muttered, "Then how come I've never seen you before?"

(End of this chapter)