Pressure to Marry
Sherlock isn't dead?
Hugh poked his head out of the Washroom with his face still wet.
Lorry shrugged:
"He's dead... I was just kidding."
Hugh visibly took a deep breath, his eyes instantly turning hostile, and his fists clenched, as if he wanted to rush over and punch the person who had spoken in the face.
Then she glared at Fors:
"If I see him in my house again, I'll sleep on the street!" With that, she slammed the Washroom door shut.
"Why do you always tease her?" Fors said irritably.
Lorry pouted:
"She was the one who disliked me first... and she even slept on the street. I'll follow her and if I see her lying on Public Bench, I'll call the Police."
Splash, splash!
The sound of water Washroom suddenly became even louder.
"I'm really fed up with you two." Fors felt utterly exhausted, turned around and walked towards the Kitchen, intending to avoid seeing it altogether.
Lorry casually tore up the letter and threw it into the trash can, sat Long Sofa, and deliberately said loudly, "Oh dear, why isn't the Great Detective Sherlock dead?"
"This all begins with the last chapter..."
As he spoke, he chuckled to himself, noticing that the sound of water running in the Washroom had subsided.
"Let me try to recall how I wrote it back then. It seems to be something like this: The suspect roared, 'There are so many murderers, why are you targeting me?' and then angrily pulled the trigger, accurately hitting Sherlock in the left chest. Sherlock clutched his wound and slowly collapsed, his eyes gradually losing their light..."
Lorry's voice grew softer and softer.
During this process, he heard a slight click.
The Washroom door opened.
Lorry gestured towards the Washroom with her chin towards Fors, who had just come out of the Kitchen, revealing a knowing look that made Fors both amused and annoyed.
"Xiu, come out and eat right now!"
"And you, stop teasing her. If you're going to say something, say it properly."
The two didn't cause any more trouble after that.
After Lorry honestly recounted the Truth Sherlock was not dead, Hugh, satisfied after finishing his meal, went out to a secluded place to practice his fighting skills.
Fors took the opportunity to talk about the several deals he had facilitated that day.
Lorry promised to deliver the items as soon as possible, chatted with Fors for a while, and then used "Teleportation" to leave the two ladies' residence.
A moment later, inside a house in the West Borough.
Vera looked at the uninvited guest who had arrived without prior notice and said irritably:
"Is this how you use ' Teleportation '?"
He sniffed twice. "I smell a woman's perfume..."
As he spoke, a maternal smile appeared on his face, his eyes quickly flashing with teasing, but it was soon replaced by a deep sense of pleasure, and he looked quite pleased.
"A good choice."
"Deepening into the extraordinary world is not necessarily a good thing; the path of constantly increasing strength is also full of unknown dangers."
"Unless you can't find the Formula for the next Potion, getting married to a girl you love is a good thing for you."
"This can teach you about responsibility and make you more cautious."
Uh, Lieutenant Colonel, before you rush me, shouldn't you consider your marital status? At least my house on Iris Street doesn't have this much dust...
Of course, I'm referring to before the glass was broken...
Lorry silently grumbled to himself, while putting on a helpless expression on his face.
"You'll understand these things when you're a few years older," Vera chuckled, then got down to business, "Is there something you need so late?"
He gestured for Lorry to sit down first, while he went to the Kitchen to prepare food for the guests.
"I remember you like Black Tea, right?" A few minutes later, probably after the water boiled, Vera poked her head out and asked.
"Hmm, Black Tea," Lorry replied casually, silently turning his head to look at the photo of the Lieutenant Colonel and the old dean on the cabinet.
It was probably the cleanest thing in the Lieutenant Colonel's house.
Anyway, every time he came over, he would see this spotless photo frame.
Looking at the two people laughing heartily like father and son, Lorry couldn't help but think:
Was the advice the Lieutenant Colonel just gave him a verbatim copy of what the former dean had taught him?
Plagiarism is shameful, Lieutenant Colonel... Have you forgotten how you Justice punished Alyosha back then...? Lorry silently retorted, then seized the opportunity to ask:
"Lieutenant Colonel, you are now officially part of the Logistics Department?"
Amidst the splashing sound of water being poured, Vera chuckled softly:
"That's right, I could feel your sincerity that day. After careful consideration, I decided to accept your and the Deputy Director's kindness."
"Let's focus on Advancement Sequence for now, so we can help more people in the future."
Future Lorry could even speak, a sneer echoed in his mind.
He's lying!
"That Vera kid doesn't utter a single word of truth. What do you mean he could sense it? He clearly asked me to use Shallow Level ' Mind Reading ' ability!"
"You'd better be extra careful when dealing with him in the future!"
???
When Lorry heard the words "Curse of Knowledge," he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Well, although the Lieutenant Colonel often puts on a cynical attitude, he felt that the other party was quite reliable when it came to serious matters.
Who would have thought that chatting with your Informant involved secretly using "Mind Reading" techniques?
"Uh, Old Gentleman, does the Lieutenant Colonel always say this when he talks to me?" Lorry couldn't help but ask himself, "The Curse of Knowledge."
The aged voice quickly replied:
No, not at all.
He only used that phrase once, when he asked you why you advised him to give up.
Lorry breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, thankful that the Lieutenant Colonel still had some integrity.
But soon, his expression froze as he suddenly remembered a question the Lieutenant Colonel had asked him, "Do I know certain things?"
The Lieutenant Colonel didn't expose me... It seems he really gave up... But then again, Lorry thought it might not be such a bad thing.
Regardless of the process, the current result is what I wanted to see.
Just then, Vera's teasing voice rang out again from the Kitchen:
"But for you, it might not be a good thing."
"After I took charge of Logistics, I spent most of my time dealing with trivial matters and couldn't take on too many tasks for you to accumulate Merit."
"So, how about transferring to another member of the Internal Affairs Action Department, like the other Informant? I'll try my best to recommend reliable colleagues for you."
Lorry shook his head:
"Forget it, I want to enjoy a few more days of peace and quiet."
"Whatever." Vera only mentioned it casually, then changed the subject, "Falk's Ceramics Factory... you did a good job, kid."
By this time, the Black Tea should be brewed.
He walked over carrying two cups and placed them on the Tea Table in the Sofa area.
"Speak, what exactly do you want to see me about?" Vera leaned back slightly, settling into a more comfortable position on the Sofa, and asked.
Lorry thought for a moment and replied:
"See a doctor."