She is not an investigator.

"No, it's nothing."

Leaving the flower shop, Igris looked toward the mysterious shop.

It wasn't on the way, but it piqued her curiosity.

Let's go take a look.

The Gods' Fools - The Worship of Eternal Night: Chapter Three, The Detective...Assistant

Pushing open the wooden door, the entire store came into view for Igris. The first floor was simple, with a large table, bookshelves, potted plants, a sofa, and a middle-aged man sitting in an executive chair.

"Welcome, miss. Is there anything I can help you with?"

What kind of store is this?

Even after entering, Igris still didn't quite understand the store's specific business, at least there were no products on the shelves.

"2 This is the Qi Family Detective Agency, Ms. Yi. 6 Our signboard is still under construction, and it may take some time to complete."

"Detective, no wonder."

Igris never lacked opportunities to deal with detectives, or rather, most of the time she did, and the detectives' clothing also felt quite familiar to her.

The trench coat, the pipe, and the elegant little hat were almost the most classic detective image Igris could see, but she couldn't smell any smoke, even though he was smoking a pipe.

"Your pipe appears to have gone out."

"Oh, never mind that. My doctor said I can't keep smoking, but I can't quit, so I often just keep the pipe in my mouth like this. It doesn't help, but it gives me some psychological comfort."

He smiled and took the pipe in his hand.

"The florist said you're hiring and recommended I come and take a look."

Igris didn't intend to continue the small talk and stated her purpose directly. The other party didn't seem surprised and just glanced at Igris.

"I am indeed hiring, looking for an assistant. You know, a good detective needs an excellent assistant. The weekly salary is six silver dollars, with 30% of the commission, one day off per week, and additional pay for any commissions. How about it?"

The treatment was very good; at least Igris was very satisfied. Whether it was the commission sharing or the one day off per week, it was quite good for her.

"However, as I said, I need an excellent assistant, so I need to review whether you are qualified for the job."

He straightened up, gestured for Igris to sit down opposite him, and continued speaking.

"Don't be nervous, these are just some simple questions. Can you tell me your name?"

Igris sat down, tidied her blonde hair slightly, and paused for a moment before answering.

“Igris, you can call me that.”

“Igris…is that your name?”

Igris slightly raised her eyes to look at the detective's expression, which was normal and showed no particular emotion.

"of course."

“Very well… Don’t worry about me. I’m a detective, and I’m always in the habit of questioning most cases. Can you tell me your age? This is a legitimate job, and I need to make sure you’re an adult.”

Eighteen years old.

Igris leaned back slightly, crossing her legs as much as possible to relax her body and avoid arousing suspicion.

“You’re younger than I thought… okay, you’ve passed the test, but you’re stuck at the last minute. There’s still one more problem.”

He clasped his hands together, interlacing his fingers to cover half of his face, leaving only his shrewd eyes scrutinizing the seemingly composed Igris.

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

"..."

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and Igris's gaze naturally fell on the detective's face. He still had that nonchalant look on his face, as if this was just an ordinary question to him.

"No."

As her voice faded, the other person's gaze remained unchanged, simply staring at Igris as if looking at a lifeless sculpture, indifferent and devoid of emotion.

Igris met his gaze, her blue and yellow pupils fixed on his eyes, displaying the doubt expected of a job seeker.

"...Congratulations, you passed the test."

Finally, he smiled and even clapped his hands lightly.

"Don't worry about that. I just don't want my assistant to be a dangerous person or a wanted criminal. This is the contract. Once you sign it, you'll be my assistant."

Igris glanced at him indifferently, then tore open the contract he had placed on the table and signed her name, Igris.

"I am honored to have this job."

"I am also honored."

He put the contract away and took out six silver dollars.

"Besides, you look like you're short of money, this is an advance on your salary."

Igris took it without hesitation.

"Thank you for your trust."

She was indeed short of money, and even if he didn't give it to her, Igris was prepared to ask for it herself, since she was already starving.

“My name is Derain, the only detective in this agency. The florist you mentioned is named Krisuna. She was my first client here, and she’s about your age, twenty-one. You can visit her more often; people your age always have more to talk about.”

Derain offered a very kind reminder and continued.

"There's not much work at the firm right now, so you'll probably be free for a long time. You don't need to stay here all the time; just show up here every day. I'll let you know if anything comes up."

"...So, the firm is currently unemployed, right?"

Derain smiled nonchalantly.

“Indeed, so you can enjoy this period of relaxation until I start to get busy, at which point you will probably need to stay and mind the shop.”

This unexpected windfall surprised Igor. The firm had prepaid her a week's salary, but there was no work for her to do. She could even do whatever she wanted without having to stay at the firm. It felt more like charity than work.

Aren't you worried that I'll take this money and leave?

"You won't do that."

He smiled mysteriously, but didn't say much. He simply picked up the unlit pipe again, as if trying to savor the taste.

However, it was indeed so. She wouldn't necessarily treat a doctor like Liu. This job was hard-earned, and a boss like this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. By the way, she planned to use the money to buy something to eat, at least to make her malnourished body a little healthier.

As she walked out of the office, the cold, mechanical voice resurfaced in the depths of her mind.

You've landed your first job as a detective's assistant. You may not become the household name Sherlock Holmes, but Watson is a good alternative.

Title earned: Detective Assistant

—Your inspiration will more easily lead you to the truth.

Note: Your job as an assistant? Your job is to provide clues so the detective can solve the case.

Again.

She has acquired another strange title. Although this title is not so easy to understand, she has probably discovered this pattern: some memorable events may become the opportunity for a title to appear.

But that doesn't matter. Right now, she just wants to buy some bread and browse the flower shop.

At least Derain had said that the other person would be a good friend to her, and Igris was also very curious about what the florist's previous commission was and who Derain really was.

Was he just an ordinary detective? Maybe, but he was by no means ordinary.

For example, it's unlikely that an ordinary detective would recruit a murderer as their assistant.

Igris knew she had been exposed, but the other party clearly didn't care.

Since that's the case, she doesn't need to care anymore. After all, she's not going to kill her only sugar daddy over this.

Lost in her thoughts, Igris found herself at the dessert shop.

Although she hadn't planned to come here... who can resist desserts placed in front of them?

She couldn't either, since anything could fill her stomach.

However, after she handed over a silver coin but only received two copper coins, she began to regret it.

The ratio of silver dollars to copper coins was 1:20, which means that the desserts she just ordered cost a full eighteen copper coins.

She should probably consider making a spending list.

To prevent her from starving to death.

The Gods' Fool's Play - The Cult of Eternal Night: Chapter Four, It's Time to Show Them Who's in Charge.

"Welcome... It's you."

Igris pushed open the flower shop door again and smiled politely at Krisuna.

"Thank you for your introduction. I have landed a great job."

"It seems your interview went very well, which is quite rare for him. I've seen far too many people fail to get past him."

There were no customers in the shop, and the young proprietress seemed quite willing to chat with the charming young woman in front of her to relieve her boredom after a long day.

"Derion is a good boss and a kind person. He even prepaid me a week's salary."

"Indeed, he is a good person."

Krisuna nodded, agreeing with Igris's assessment.

"You two are friends, have you known each other for a long time?"

Igris asked casually, and Krisuna, clearly not thinking much of it, answered very naturally.

"No, he just moved here recently, but he has really helped me a lot."

"Just recently? So you don't know anything about his past?"

Krissuna honestly shook her head.

"Yes, he didn't talk to me about it, and he didn't seem too keen on the topic."

"What a pity, I was quite curious about this detective's past."

Igris sighed with feigned regret, and Krisuna nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, his work ability is truly amazing; it's hard to believe he was once just an unknown detective."

Igris pursed her lips. No matter what she said, this guy in front of her seemed to only obey and keep talking. It was almost impossible to find out anything new.