She is not an investigator.

"Oh…"

Olivia was indeed relieved. She thought Igris was finally going to resign, which made her think she had even prepared her lines to persuade Igris to stay.

"Going out at night...why? Did someone invite you out?"

Iglesias rarely leaves her house at night. In fact, few people invite her out at night. Anyone who knows Iglesias knows that the city is probably not very safe at night, and no one would invite her out for a stroll at night.

Olivia was only showing concern subconsciously; after all, if Igris was really planning to do something, she certainly couldn't stop her.

Instead of trying to stop her, it's better to support her; it might even improve your impression of her a little.

"I guess so? Nothing should happen."

Iglesias blinked and tilted her head toward Olivia.

"May I?"

"...Of course, just be careful."

Faced with Igris's malicious attempts to act cute, Olivia naturally looked away and coughed lightly.

"Moreover, the investigation on Ling's side has made great progress recently. The mass disappearance case is almost certainly related to a cult organization and the local gangs. Although there is no direct evidence, it will probably be found out soon. Recently, a lot of police officers have been deployed to various streets, and the case will be solved soon."

"Oh…"

Igris should just listen for a bit; after all, this matter can't be resolved so easily.

The conspiracy of blood worship has been exposed, and the site of the ritual has been discovered. Logically, everything should be resolved quickly, but if that's the case, then they are no longer practicing blood worship.

Let's talk about other things later. After all, the Special Investigations Division is also following up on the investigation, so it won't cause any major upheavals.

"Oh, right, I might have to leave here for a while... It's something I need to take care of at home. It won't be long, by then..."

"Let's talk about it then."

Olivia paused for a moment, then gave an awkward smile.

"All right…"

Her original intention was to have Igris stay in Wuli, just to help her run the shop, but Igris might not really stay by her side forever. Maybe, by then, Igris would have already resigned.

Olivia always had this feeling, even though Igris never mentioned it, she always felt that way.

For a period of time before that, she dreamed every day of the image of her assistant, Ni, leaving her a resignation letter.

You don't seem very happy?

No, it's just your imagination.

Iglesias glanced at Olivia's expression and mimicked her by tugging at the corner of her mouth with her finger.

"You smile like this."

"...Is it that obvious?"

“If you’re too tired, there’s no need to keep helping Ling. I’ll discuss it with her.”

Igoris thought it was because of the investigation that Olivia was so downcast. Although she misunderstood Olivia, she was still quite touched.

"Actually, if you could just help me out, my mood would probably improve a lot."

"How to do it?"

Olivia coughed lightly, trying to sound serious, and said slowly.

"For example, give me a warm hug."

"?"

Iglesias stared at Olivia without speaking or moving.

I was speechless.

Olivia felt a cold sweat breaking out on her brow.

"I was just joking."

"Your sense of humor is just as bad as Momokawa's."

"…Ha ha."

Olivia could probably only laugh it off.

……

Nighttime, dark alleys of North Street.

Igris didn't know the way, but she could ask for directions, so after wasting some time, she finally arrived at the alley.

The name of the alley is indeed fitting. It is very dark here, but there are quite a few people. Even though the sun has set and there are no streetlights, there are still various vendors carrying lanterns, selling some strange little items.

Most of the items were miscellaneous items. Igris saw car lights, fishing rods, and even half a fire extinguisher that hadn't been used up.

It seems they're just selling whatever they have, and the prices are quite reasonable, even though Igris doesn't really need any of these things.

"Yo."

As Igris was staring blankly at a book that looked like a novel, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

Igris frowned slightly and turned to look at the newcomer.

It was Alex, wearing a dark brown coat and even sunglasses, which barely covered most of the scar on his forehead.

Although Igris doubted whether she could see anything clearly in such darkness.

"So, what's the matter that you specifically called me over?"

"Now that you're here, can I assume you're willing to accept this commission?"

Igris frowned, looking somewhat unhappy.

"I told you, you need to tell me the specifics before I can give you an answer. How am I supposed to know if I can help you if you just ask me this question like this?"

“You’re even more anxious than I am. Fine, to tell you the truth… the Special Investigations Division has forbidden me from investigating anything related to the mafia, but I can’t just give up like this. So I need your help to launch an investigation. It’s that simple.”

"I won't do it."

"Look... you won't do it if you tell the truth."

"You have so many men, why did you come specifically to find me? Is it because you think you don't know me well, so you won't feel so bad if they die?"

Alex couldn't help but smile, and actually nodded.

“Indeed, they are too weak. Investigating with them will only be a hindrance. Although you are not very strong either... you are at least much better than them.”

"You're being very rude."

"I've always been like this. I'll give you a reward that will satisfy you, how about it?"

Igris crossed her arms, pondered silently for a while, and did not rush to give an answer.

"As far as I know, Ling is also investigating this incident. Why do you insist on conducting the investigation yourself? Don't you trust her abilities?"

"I don't trust anyone, I only trust myself."

It's hard to say whether she was arrogant or confident, but at least she wasn't arrogant enough to think she could handle everything on her own, so she still extended an invitation to Igris.

"What is the compensation?"

"Anything you want."

"Oh."

Igris tugged at her collar and looked at Alex with interest.

"I want you."

"make a deal."

The Gods' Fool - The Last Knight: Chapter Thirty-Five, Quite a Temper?

Igor Lis? She didn't expect to get such a response, because she had only deliberately made a difficult request for her.

But she agreed, so she was serious.

"Then, lead the way?"

I thought you would try to negotiate a little.

Alex lit a lantern, dispelling the darkness of the alley; now it could be called Bright Alley.

The people selling their goods seemed to fear the light; they gazed at it from afar, and after looking at the light, they turned away without hesitation.

The people here can't stand the light of day, and neither can this city.

But now, the light has come.

"How long have you been here?"

Holding his lantern, Alex watched as the people who had left the area voluntarily, and slowly walked deeper into the alley.

She languidly asked Igris a question, as if she were on a picnic.

"Less than half a month."

Igris followed behind her, keeping pace with her.

"Then you probably don't know what this city used to look like."

Alex smiled. She loved to laugh, but her smile wasn't gentle; instead, it was intimidating.

She pointed to the sky again, which was pitch black, but the stars were faintly visible. There weren't many, but they were definitely visible.

Three years ago, all people could see when they looked up was smoke and fog. Countless people seeking opportunities flocked to this city, scrambling to get into the industry, which made the city's development almost surpass all the surrounding cities. It was from then on that it gained the title of "industrial city." But with more people came more rats, and crime and violence appeared alongside the city's development, accompanied by that damned smoke... everywhere. The incompetent city did nothing, and the salaried police officers did nothing, until the first shot rang out.

Alex pointed to the scar on his forehead and said slowly.

“I once joined the smallest gang in the area… At the cost of this scar, I made my gang the most famous gang. Of course, most of those people are gone now, and I was recruited to become a member of the order maintenance team. But I’m telling you this just to tell you that it was never the police who fired the first shot, but those street thugs like me, the lowest rungs of this city.”

As she spoke, she took off her sunglasses and casually tossed them on the ground.

“Someone may have told you about the local gangs, and I know you have a bad impression of them. Those guys are indeed real bastards, but they are still human. Cults have infiltrated far too deeply without our knowledge, and these idiots are the biggest targets…”

She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly let out a sneer.

"We must make everyone aware of the true face of those cult members, which is also the purpose of our trip."

"So you have a plan?"