Angel hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should tell the detective about the Master Key.
She was not worried about exposing her Mystical Item. The key had nothing to do with combat; it merely made it convenient for her to wander through streets and alleys, or open certain ordinary locks.
It was just that being driven to lose money by a Mystical Item, and even getting lost in Backlund's alleys like a headless fly so often, would be terribly embarrassing to admit...
"Haha..." After hearing her account, Moriarty indeed broke into exaggerated laughter. "Could it be that the day we entered that nameless alley and encountered that Devil Dog was also because of this key's effect?"
"Yes."
Angel nodded darkly, already regretting having mentioned it.
Seeing her displeased expression, Moriarty quickly stopped laughing and said seriously, "This key's curse is indeed strange, but with a little clever use, it might produce remarkable results. For example, if you needed to track certain dangerous individuals, it might lead you to them. It would be equivalent to an item that guided the way."
"This..."
Angel was somewhat dumbfounded. Was this why he was a detective whom his peers often sought out for help, able to find a use even in such a negative effect?
Seeing the stunned Angel, Moriarty seemed to gain immense satisfaction. That smile hidden beneath his beard appeared again. He took out an ostentatiously designed gold pocket watch and glanced at it before saying to Angel with slight apology:
"Miss Watson, I agree to take your commission to investigate River Bay Avenue 48 in the Bridge South District, as well as that 'Emlyn White.' Similar commissions usually pay between 50 and 100 pounds, but since I have received the same assignment from another detective, I can handle them together.