Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Just as Xia Ye was about to ask more questions, the people in front of her stopped.

"We're here. This is my flower shop. I've put everything in the warehouse. I'll take you there. Watch your step."

This flower shop looks quite large, big enough for two teams to play basketball inside, and it's filled with all sorts of potted plants. It's hard to imagine how Angela manages to take care of so many flowers every day.

"Why doesn't such a big flower shop hire a few employees? Can you manage it all by yourself? If you don't mind, I can be your employee~" Mil teased Angela with narrowed eyes.

"Business isn't very good here. People want special items, and very few like ordinary flowers that are only for decoration. Almost no one comes here every day, so even if you want to help, Mir, I can't afford to pay you much." Angela seemed to have recovered from the grief of losing her friend.

younger sister?

Mil silently looked down at the stockings on her legs.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Progress

The flower shop had all sorts of plants, but none of them possessed any magic. It seemed that even nature-loving elves wouldn't frequent this flower shop.

The group carefully followed Angela toward the warehouse. The haphazard arrangement of various plants made walking quite inconvenient, yet these plants were all well cared for, showing the care their owner had put in.

"Miss Angela, are you a half-elf? You're amazing to be able to take care of so many plants all by yourself."

"Huh? I'm not a half-elf~ I'm human. Actually, I've lived in an environment full of flowers since I was a child. I just want to recreate the environment of my childhood." Angela smiled and explained to the curious catgirl.

"Flowers everywhere? Does Rainbowwing Kingdom have such a place?" Elsa asked, quite puzzled.

“My hometown was in a remote place near the Rainbow Wing Kingdom, but a sudden fire burned it to the ground…” Angela’s voice was very low.

"Sorry……"

"It's okay, it's all over now."

During their casual conversation, the group arrived at the warehouse.

Angela took out a black key and opened the warehouse door.

The moment the warehouse was opened, everyone felt the chaotic magic inside.

"This was originally where I stored my tools, but recently I've received all sorts of strange items, and I'm too afraid to throw them away, so I've put them here."

The warehouse was filled with all sorts of items, really all sorts, even things like cursed dolls.

“We can’t test all these things in a short time… I’m sorry, Miss Angela, could we take them back and test them slowly?” Elsa knew this request was a bit much, but she had to do it just in case.

"Of course, these things are actually quite troubling for me too. The various threatening letters make me afraid to call the police. It would be great if you could help me get rid of them."

Elsa took out her communication crystal and made a call to her subordinates. Not long after, two burly policemen tiptoed carefully out of the flower garden.

"Excuse me, could you move the potted plant aside for a moment? It's very inconvenient to move things like this."

Hey! You're a police officer, why do you need to ask for other people's opinions when handling official business?

Angela seemed a little hesitant, but she nodded in agreement nonetheless.

Elsa directed the two thugs to work, not forgetting to kick Mil in the butt: "Hey, as the strongest person here, how can you stand here doing nothing?"

"Why don't you go and help?" Mil felt very annoyed.

"How can you, a grown man, make a woman do manual labor?"

"Huh? Is your sister a boy?"

"Huh? The dean's son is a boy? Then why is he dressed like that?"

The two, unaware of the situation, appeared very surprised.

“I’m a girl now too~” Mir extended her pinky finger.

Then Mir was successfully looked down upon by both Summer Night and Elsa.

Although he seemed very reluctant, Mir went over to move the potted plants.

"If you ask me for help, I can't guarantee I won't break them."

"Please don't hurt these children," Angela said, her voice pitiful.

Mir did not answer, but his rough actions did not change.

All these potted plants are the same size. Some of the plants are so small, but they are put in such big flower pots. This really bothers people with OCD.

Mir mentally complained about Angela's quirks.

After the potted plants and magical items were loaded onto the police truck, Elsa gathered the three most suspicious individuals at a teahouse.

"The three of you can go back now, but our people will be keeping a close eye on you for the next few days. Please understand, as we cannot let any suspicious person act arbitrarily."

Upon hearing her words, the other two remained silent, but the socialite clicked her tongue in displeasure: "I've already said that I will tell my godfather the truth about what happened today."

Elsa ignored the socialite's threat and simply waved her hand as if to shoo her away.

The three were taken away by several police officers.

"It feels like we've gained absolutely nothing. Should we gather everyone who had contact with the deceased?"

Elsa rolled her eyes at Mil, who had made the suggestion: "How many people do you think Ana, as the owner of a clothing store, would come into contact with? These three are the closest to her. We've investigated the others, and there are no problems with them."

“I feel like this Angela is quite suspicious.” Xia Ye began to draw on her experience watching Conan in the real world: “Although she always positions herself as an innocent person, there’s something strange about her…”

"So? Which of those three do you think most resembles the Shadow King?" Elsa asked Bertie.

"I can't tell, they all seem like it, yet none of them seem like it..."

"Damn it! Aren't orcs supposed to have very sharp intuition? Are you a fake orc?" Mil decisively scorned the catgirl.

“Then maybe the murderer isn’t among these three…” Bertie retorted, her eyes wide.

Elsa reached out to stop the two from arguing: "Let's go check on those two boys who went to look at the body. Maybe they can find something."

She rubbed her temples and said helplessly, "This magical ritual really touches on a blind spot in our knowledge as police officers."

Magical rituals are not as widespread as written language. Even the most learned person in the world would not dare to claim that they have mastered all magical rituals. Therefore, law enforcement teams in various regions are helpless in this regard and can only do their best to stop them.

Just as the group was about to get up to meet up with Sack and Carlo, the two of them came looking for them, so they happened to run into each other on the road.

Sack immediately inquired about the progress: "Have you made any progress?"

"No, that's why I was looking for you."

"We've made some progress on our end."

Carlo pulled a photograph from his pocket. The scene in the photograph was extremely bloody. The victim's body had been cut open along the ram's head symbol. Most of the internal organs had been removed, and the remaining organs were arranged in a strange pattern.

Several people felt somewhat uncomfortable upon seeing the photo, and the cat-eared girl even clearly felt her sanity level starting to drop.

Only Mil seemed unchanged. "Let's go for barbecue tonight," he thought.

“Your coroner cut open the deceased’s abdomen along that ram’s head symbol, and the arrangement of the internal organs seems familiar to me, as if I’ve seen it before when I was reading in the library.” Sack looked seriously at the diverse group of people, and his lips twitched slightly when he saw Mir.

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Library

When did you start enjoying going to the library to read books?

Mill's focus was always so unique.

"Can't I go to the library to pick up girls?!"

After saying this, Sak was met with contempt from everyone.

"Never mind that for now. Do you remember reading about the purpose of this ritual in a book?"

Elsa was both exasperated and envious of these guys who could only be serious for five minutes.

“I don’t remember the specifics very well…” Sak rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. “This ritual doesn’t seem to be a simple magical ritual. I vaguely remember it mentioning sacrifice… or something like that.”

"Sacrifice?" Mil hooked his arm around Carlo's neck and whispered in his ear, "This is supposed to be a semi-fantasy world, right? Why has the art style suddenly changed?"

Carlo slapped Mir's arm away: "It'll be fun when an Old One comes along..."

Do you remember which book you first read it in?

"I don't quite remember... After all, it was when I first came to this school—why are you all looking at me like that? When you first come to the college, everyone hopes to encounter a beautiful love story in the library, right?!"

Sack now understands how Carlo felt when his dark past was exposed.

"However... if I could have that book in front of me, I should be able to recognize it."

"So we have to go back to the academy!" Mil stomped his foot in annoyance, cracking the ground. "Why do we have to go through all this trouble?"

"Shut up! If it weren't for you, I might already be dating a pretty girl!"

Sack thought the kid was the least qualified to complain.

"And it would be interesting if this ritual were a large-scale sacrificial ceremony..."

“Let’s add the communication coordinates first.” Elsa took out the communication crystal. “It’s getting late. If you find anything, let me know… If it really is that kind of dangerous sacrificial ritual, I’m afraid it’s beyond our ability to handle.”

At this moment, everyone realized that it was already late. Even though it was summer, the sun was about to set, and a red glow was cast on the street, making the atmosphere very desolate.

"Ah! The sun is almost setting! I haven't even had lunch yet!"

The catgirl looked at Elsa with a mournful expression. She had come to report the incident before lunch, but the police had dragged her out until now.

Here, have some candy!

"Oh? Thank you!"

Bertie took the candy Mil handed her and tilted her head in confusion.

Why does this candy look so familiar?

"Let's go back first, we've pretty much wasted today." Mir cracked his knuckles.

Xia Ye didn't think so. Having encountered such an exciting thing so soon after arriving in this other world, she felt a sense of anticipation for her future life. This world might not be as boring as the real world, and most things here were new to her.

"Maybe I'm the protagonist of a novel?" Xia Ye thought to himself, then shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"Let's go, what are you still standing there for?"

Mir walked over and slapped Xia Ye's bottom, who was lost in thought. This angered the black-haired girl, who immediately gathered her magic and slapped Mir against the wall.

Sack and Carlo calmly pried Mir off the wall.

"Let's take a taxi back, I don't want to walk anymore."

Mir felt that he had used up most of the food he ate at noon while moving things, so he had to have a big meal for dinner!