Raise Joan of Arc to be an empress, then discard her.

“Reinhardt… Reinhardt was wrong too… Do whatever you want with Reinhardt…” Reinhardt also looked completely dejected. His huge body was very impactful when he was dejected, like a mountain bowing down in front of Aaron.

Half a minute later.

"sorry!!!"

The three bowed to Aaron in unison, all bending over at an angle of more than ninety degrees. Their movements were so synchronized that it looked as if they had rehearsed it many times. I wonder how many times they had done this before.

"Let Neve go! Neve was too arrogant just now!" Neve raised her face, tears and snot streaming down her face, almost dripping snot onto Aaron.

Aaron was stunned by the collective apology. Even among the Lodoren people, few had ever seen such a scene. Under such circumstances, Aaron had no intention of punishing them and only wanted to ask a few questions.

“Oh...right, our house is nearby. Please come to our house to accept our apology…” Seeing that Aaron didn’t react, Neve rubbed her hands together and looked at him with a fake smile.

Seeing the smile on her face and the sincere looks in the eyes of the two people behind her, Aaron was really curious about what other tricks they could come up with, so he agreed.

"Come, come, Neve's house is this way, this way please..."

Neve mimicked the gestures of a restaurant waitress, leading Aaron into a dilapidated bungalow.

Their house wasn't in an alley, but on a fairly spacious street. The house wasn't small, but it looked rather shabby. There was hardly any decent furniture inside, just two tables and three places that looked like sleeping areas. Besides those, there was only junk that Neve and the other two had collected.

"Please come in...please come in...it's just my humble abode...nothing to brag about..." Neve even seemed a bit proud of being the homeowner as she invited Aaron into her house.

Aaron followed them inside. Neve and the others were local residents of Blackstone Street, so they should be very familiar with the local situation.

"Are they all your family members?"

"Yes, they are my brothers."

"Brother?" Aaron was stunned.

“That’s right.” Neve said with an expression that seemed perfectly natural.

Aaron stared in shock at the fat man beside him, never expecting that this burly man, who was as big as a small mountain, was actually Neve's younger brother, while the petite Neve was the eldest sister in the family.

“My name is Igorius, and as you can see, I am the youngest in my family.” Igorius also looked shy.

Neve opened her arms: "As you can see, I'm the eldest in the family, and I usually take care of them." After saying that, Neve reached out and patted Reinhardt's head.

Aaron fell silent. Rather than being Neve's brothers, they were more like Neve's pets, their expressions even docile.

"May I ask your name, sir?" Neve asked.

"Aaron."

"Aaron, is it? Lord Aaron, please have some water." Neve ran happily to Aaron and brought him a glass of water.

From the moment he entered, Egorius was fiddling with something in the corner of the house, swinging a hammer and banging on things, doing something he couldn't quite make out. This was what Neve brought over. Only when Neve held it up high in front of Aaron did he see what was inside.

The black cup was filled with a suspicious blue liquid. Not only was the color suspicious, but it also emitted a pungent odor, almost as if it had "I have a problem" written on its forehead.

"call……"

Igorius wiped his sweat and returned looking exhausted. Despite his fatigue, a satisfied expression appeared on his face when he saw what was in the cup.

Neve, Reinhardt, and Egorius looked at him expectantly, as if Aaron were drinking their prized wine.

Aaron was silent for a moment: "This water..."

“It’s blueberry juice,” Igorius said.

“Yes, yes, it’s blueberry juice,” Neve said.

Reinhardt nodded vigorously: "It's blueberry juice, definitely not something poisonous."

"..."

With the three of them staring at him like that, Aaron really couldn't refuse. More importantly, he really wanted to know what these three were up to, so he picked up his cup.

Wanting to see the three people's reaction, he deliberately picked up the cup and put it down again, pretending to be hesitant. The three people's expressions changed constantly because of his actions, which was quite amusing.

After drinking this, he should be able to see their true purpose. Aaron swirled his glass, adopted the posture of drinking at a banquet, and suddenly tilted his head back to drink the blueberry juice in one gulp.

The three were all amazed by Aaron's boldness, exclaiming in admiration and clapping their hands. They didn't notice that when Aaron swung his arm, half of the blueberry juice had already spilled out, and the other half had flowed into his clothes. However, thanks to his magical skill, not a single drop of the liquid went into Aaron's mouth.

After finishing his drink, Aaron deliberately smacked his lips, looking as if he wanted more. He looked at the cup in his hand with an expression that said, "This drink really has a strong aftereffect." Aaron felt his acting skills were more than enough to impress the three of them.

"Is this stuff really that good?" Neve asked Igorius in a low voice.

“I’ve made some minor changes to the recipe and optimized the flavor as well,” Igorius said, giving a thumbs up.

Aaron's thoughts differed from theirs. He thought that the liquid was so brightly colored and had such a strong smell that it must be the kind of poison that would make someone collapse within seconds of drinking it. He couldn't hold out for too long, lest he give himself away.

So he decided to ask a question before the "drug" took effect: "Have you three seen anything strange while living here?"

"Something strange?" Neve looked around in confusion.

Well, it's pointless to ask.

As Aaron thought this, his body swayed to the side, as if the drug had taken effect, and he collapsed onto the table.

He meticulously controlled his heartbeat and breathing, keeping them neither too fast nor too slow, but in a manner consistent with his sleep. Even MI7 personnel would have thought he had been drugged.

As he expected, as soon as he fainted, someone came forward to check on his condition. Someone nudged his shoulder, someone checked Aaron's breathing, and someone listened to Aaron's heartbeat. Strange... why do they need to check the heartbeat when someone has fainted?

Aaron heard a voice that sounded like Neve say, "Egorius, isn't your medicine supposed to cause stomach aches? How did he pass out?"

“Yeah… I’m a little confused too… The medicine I made should only cause stomach aches for humans… Why did he faint…?” It sounded like Igorius’s voice also expressed his confusion, and he tapped the cup.

To be honest, Aaron was also puzzled. Could someone really drug someone not to knock them out, but to make them have a stomachache? Was this some kind of thuggish tactic? What was their purpose in drugging someone? To corner them in the toilet and force them to come out without toilet paper?

Even Aaron himself was puzzled. For a moment, he even wondered what he was doing and whether he really needed to keep pretending like this.

"Could it be... that he already had a problem with his body, and the medicine worsened his condition, causing him to faint?" Igorius began to brainstorm.

“He…he won’t die here, will he…” Reinhardt said worriedly.

“If…if that’s the case…wouldn’t we become murderers…” Neve’s voice sounded very nervous.

“We’ll be wanted by the police…we’ll be thrown in jail…” Reinhardt’s fear spread.

"It's over! It's over! It's over! It's over! It's over!"

The three of them suddenly went berserk, running around the room like headless flies. Aaron was surrounded by them and for a moment felt that they were performing some kind of ancient ritual.

Reinhardt, true to his reputation as the third smartest of the three, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with a solution. He appeared in front of Aaron with a serious expression and said, "I...I've seen their first aid method before. It seems like it's just mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I'll do it for him!"

Aaron: "???"

He couldn't help but clench his fists.

The other two looked at Reinhardt with the same reverence one would show a hero who had sacrificed himself. Igorius said with admiration, "No... as expected of Reinhardt, he easily did what we dared not do, he actually had the guts to bite him..."

Aaron: "???"

Aaron felt the other person's face getting closer and closer to his, and his hand on the ground was already trembling uncontrollably. If Reinhardt dared to make intimate contact with his face, his fist would hit Reinhardt's face first.

Just as Reinhardt bent down, intending to offer his lips to save her life, and just as Aaron's fist was about to make intimate contact with Reinhardt's face, there was a sudden knocking at the door.

The knocking wasn't loud, but all three of them trembled. They were clearly guilty, but still harbored a glimmer of hope.

"Police, open the door." A listless voice at the door shattered their hopes.

"Coming...coming..."

Neve didn't dare to delay. She went to the door, unlatched it, and as soon as she opened it, she saw a policeman with dark circles under his eyes, wearing a uniform, standing at the door, looking listless.

The listless policeman showed Neve his badge: "Routine check." Then he barged in.

The policeman frowned, not because he saw Aaron, but because as soon as he entered, Reinhardt blocked his way, and a mountain of flesh appeared before his eyes, and he could see nothing else.

"Get out of the way, routine inspection."

As a walking hill, Reinhardt's resistance was surprisingly weak, and he was pushed away in an instant. When Reinhardt weakly turned around, he saw that the policeman was just standing there with a frown. In front of him, there was nothing but a table and an empty cup on the table.

While Reinhardt blocked the police's view, Igorius secretly hid Aaron behind some clutter, making it impossible for the police to spot Aaron unless they were standing next to the wall.

The police looked around and, finding nothing amiss, nodded and prepared to leave. Reinhardt and his men were only so tense because they felt guilty; in reality, the police were just doing their job. They had to check more than a dozen houses on one street, so they couldn't be too serious.

Before leaving, the policeman wanted to say a few more words to them, but when he looked down, he suddenly saw Neve's red, swollen eyes. So he squatted down and looked at the little girl who only reached his knees: "Were you crying just now? What happened?"

"No...no...Nev is a crybaby, she cries all the time..." Neve stammered.

"Some suspicious individuals have just broken in here, either here or nearby. If you spot any suspicious people, remember to report it to me; they are dangerous," the police officer continued to warn.

“Suspicious individuals…” Igorius and Reinhardt immediately thought of Aaron. They could have handed Aaron over without any qualms, but unfortunately, Aaron was now infatuated…

Just as the police officer turned around listlessly, intending to go to the next place, a sudden exclamation came from behind him, startling him. When he turned around in confusion, he saw Igorius covering Neph's mouth.

"What's wrong?" the policeman asked.

Igorius didn't speak, he just shook his head frantically.

"Is there anything strange you want to tell me?"

The policeman cursed a couple of times and was about to move on to the next place for inspection. He was very busy and didn't have time to waste with them. But as soon as he turned around, he felt the ground shake behind him, as if three groundhogs were fighting.

The police officer whirled around and, to his astonishment, saw the three of them wrestling: Reinhardt was holding Igorius's head down, and Igorius was covering Neve's mouth. When the officer turned back, they were still struggling.

"What are you doing?" the police officer demanded.

This time, the three men, who were locked in a fierce struggle, shook their heads desperately.

The policeman cursed under his breath, vowing that he wouldn't turn back even if they tore the house down. But he had only taken one step when he heard Igorius and Reinhardt scream as if it were intentional.

"What exactly do you want?!"

The policeman finally lost his patience, feeling that they were doing it on purpose. He took a few steps and came up to the three men, about to strike them on the head with his baton. But as he got closer, he suddenly made eye contact with a stranger.

Both the police officer and the man blinked at each other. Sensing the awkward atmosphere, the man took the initiative to greet him: "Um... Officer, hello..."

The police officer screamed, took several steps back, and almost drew his gun.

"Don't shoot, I'm not a suspect," Aaron, lying on the ground, quickly waved his hands.

Even after the policeman calmed down, his hand remained on his holster, and his listless face was filled with terror as he said, "You...who are you! Tell me the truth!"

Chapter 203 The Police Arrive

"Are you a beat cop from the Blackrock Police Department?" It was clear that the policeman was quite frightened. Aaron, who had been squeezed against the wall, stood up from the ground, dusted himself off, and walked towards the policeman with a mix of confidence and embarrassment.

"Don't come any closer! I'll shoot if you do!"

The policeman was nearly having a heart attack from Aaron's presence. He pointed his gun at Aaron while simultaneously pulling out his badge. Seeing the policeman's nervousness, Aaron stopped, shrugged, and said:

"Um... I'm really not a suspicious person. I just happened to be here investigating information and bumped into you, officer."