Theresa had never worked this hard since the day she was born. She truly felt like she was about to die.
A full five days!
Every day, from eight in the morning to seven at night. Other than working, all she did was bathe and sleep!
After five days like this, Theresa, as the principal, hid in bed every day flipping through the mission reports sent by Schicksal. She first ruled out all jobs requiring force and focused on finding ones that could only be completed through deduction.
For Zhao Bai, the outcome of any investigation involving force was the same.
An instant kill. An utterly suspense-free instant kill.
Theresa knew this well, so she had failed to find suitable work for five whole days.
Tonight, she had finally found one!
And it was in Sky City, an inland city far from the Far East—perfect for Lord Zhao Bai, who needed to take a long trip.
Whether he wanted to travel far or not.
A lonely, chilly wind blew through the sky. St. Freya was unusually drenched by a cold rain, soaking the willows by the lake and chilling Zhao Bai to the core.
A rainy day.
Fewer customers.
Theresa slammed a mission booklet onto the table.
Any one of those things was enough to leave Zhao Bai unable to eat or sleep. With all three combined, they were like endless waves crashing against a reef. Unable to evade them, Zhao Bai was immediately battered senseless.
Rubbing his head, he said helplessly, "Principal, do you really need me for a task this elementary?"
It really was an elementary task.
In Sky City, far from the Far East, five girls from the same club had vanished at the same time. A week had passed, and there was still no trace of