Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 164 Real-life Cinderella
Eve waved her hand casually and, without waiting for Klein's response, said directly, "Mr. Sherlock Moriarty certainly cannot live in our house. You need a new place to live. Do you have an apartment you like?"

"Mrs. Summer is looking for a tenant." Klein answered without hesitation. He always prepared and filed everything in advance.

"Mrs. Summer..." Eve touched her chin and thought, "That's not bad. This way I can be neighbors with the great detective."

Eve moved her hand upwards to cover the corners of her upturned mouth, and said with a hint of joking in her tone, "Maybe you will meet a girl you like."

Mrs. Summer always likes to hold various banquets at home. This is a middle-class etiquette, and Summer is very happy to use this method to promote her high-quality life.

Many of these parties were essentially blind dates, and Eve had participated in quite a few.

Klein was stunned for a moment. This change of topic was too abrupt, but he immediately reacted and retorted, "No, I want to go home. If I can't bring that girl back, I'll be letting her down."

Eve lowered her hand, Klein's figure reflected in her ocean-blue eyes. She waved her right hand twice in front of her and said, "It's just a joke. Don't take it so seriously."

He turned around, took two steps forward, and added, "I have to finish my manuscript, otherwise it will be too late."

After she finished speaking, Eve lifted up her skirt and ran upstairs.

Klein withdrew his gaze, sat on the sofa, and began to design his appearance as Sherlock Moriarty.

Eve quickly entered her room and sat at the desk.

The girl picked up the dark blue pen on the table and wrote rows of beautiful words on the paper: The sky is howling! The Environmental Protection Association angrily criticizes the factory smoke that is killing people...

In the warm light of the gas lamp, Eve wrote the entire press release with great enthusiasm.

Putting down his pen, he carefully checked it over, and only after confirming that everything was correct did he put it in the file bag and go downstairs.

Downstairs, Klein was sitting on the sofa, petting his cat and reading the newspaper.

He wanted to use his divination skills and past life experience to invest in some industries. Although the bounty for hunting pirates was large, it was property of unknown origin. Klein could not use it casually and could only use it for extraordinary transactions in private.

"let's go."

Eve shook the file bag in her hand, making a rustling sound.

Klein nodded, carried Ruirui from his lap to the sofa, stood up, dusted off his clothes, picked up a portrait from the coffee table in front of him, and said, "I designed Sherlock Moriarty's appearance."

Eve looked up. Sherlock Moriarty's appearance was a fusion of Klein, Sherlock, and Moriarty. His deep gray eyes looked unusually alert, his cheeks were thin, and his facial features still had the shadow of Klein. He still had that faint bookish air, but he looked more shrewd.

"Very good." Eve sincerely affirmed, extending her right hand towards Klein's face and wiping it in front of him. Klein's facial features immediately transformed into Sherlock Moriarty in the portrait.

Only the appearance has changed... Klein lowered his head and glanced, muttering to himself.

Klein felt somewhat disappointed. He picked up his hat and cane and followed Eve out the door.

The Backlund Daily newspaper office wasn't located in the Cherwood district, so Eve and Klein walked all the way to the Backlund subway station.

This was Klein's first time at a subway station in this world. Although he was surprised that there was a subway in this world, for him, who had seen the world, there was nothing shocking about this subway station.

Melissa will definitely like this... Klein thought.

Eve walked up to the ticket seller, handed over six pence, pointed at Klein, and said, "Get this gentleman a first-class seat. I have an annual ticket."

"Okay, miss." The ticket seller showed a bright smile on his face, tore a ticket neatly, stamped it and handed it to Eve.

Eve took the ticket, took two steps forward, and stuffed it into Klein's hand. She said, "Once your ID is processed, you can come here to get an annual pass. It's cheaper than a carriage for the same distance. I've already arranged Klein Moretti's ticket for you."

Klein took the ticket and examined it in his hand.

It's just a stamp, without even a name on it. If someone else picks it up, they can use it too...

This world's subway has only been around for twenty-five years. I shouldn't ask too much of it... Klein thought silently in his heart.

First-class seats were one per person, and the environment was cleaner than other carriages. Klein followed Eve to the platform and waited in the corresponding first-class seat.

Amid the sound of metal friction, a huge metal monster roared out. The subway in this world is still a steam train, emitting bursts of whistle while running.

After waiting for the passengers to disembark, Eve and Klein boarded and took their seats. The subway was fast, and it didn't take long for Klein and Eve to reach their destination. Only a short walk remained.

Arriving at the newspaper office, Eve pointed to a middle-aged woman who looked very shrewd and said, "Go find Ms. Mira. After you're done, you can go back directly. You don't have to wait for me."

Klein nodded, raised his cane, and walked towards the lady.

Eve turned around and handed her manuscript to the newspaper for review. The publication of a piece of news often requires multiple reviews.

When it was over, Eve was about to open the door and leave when it was opened from the outside.

"Hi, long time no see, Miss Eve." The blond man outside the door's eyes lit up immediately after seeing Eve. He stood up straight, his tone full of obvious joy. "You are still so beautiful today."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Mellis," Eve said, lifting the hem of her skirt and bowing slightly. "You look so handsome today."

"What a surprise! Why did Miss Eve come to the newspaper office?" Mellis asked immediately.

"Mr. Mellis, have you forgotten? Today is the deadline for me to submit my manuscript." Eve explained.

"Ah? Then... Miss Eve's next piece of news... do you have any ideas?" Melissa said awkwardly.

"Well... I can barely say it is..." Eve looked a little embarrassed, "but..."

"Just?" Melis asked curiously. As a reporter, he always had a keen sense of news.

Eve looked around, took two steps forward, squeezed out of the door, reached out to close the door, and signaled Melis to follow with her eyes.

Melis immediately understood what she meant, and a few minutes after Eve left, he followed the direction she left.

The two came to a remote place.

After confirming that no one was nearby, Eve approached Melis mysteriously and said in a low voice, "It's just that this matter involves the royal family..."

Eve didn't continue speaking, Melis already understood what Eve wanted to express.

The royal family of the Kingdom of Loen still has great power and considerable influence in the newspaper industry. If any news that is unfavorable to the royal family is reported, Eve and everyone who reviewed the news will be forced to resign.

"Politics?" Melis asked tentatively.

Eve shook her head and said, "It's Cinderella."

Cinderella… Melis was stunned for a moment, then recalled the famous fairy tale of Emperor Roselle and immediately understood what Eve meant.

"A commoner girl." Eve added.

A prince falling in love with a commoner girl is indeed a scandal for the royal family, but the real-life version of Cinderella is definitely big news, and it happens to be news that suits the public's taste, so Melis is unwilling to give up.

"Which prince?"

"It should be Prince Edessak. I didn't see his face clearly at the time, but his carriage was indeed a royal carriage."

Prince Edessak... Melis's eyes rolled around, and some ideas came to his mind.

"It's indeed difficult. Although it doesn't involve politics, the pressure of a royal scandal like this is considerable." Melis asked with a thoughtful look in his eyes, "Have you... decided?"

"Not yet..." Eve shook her head, her face full of hesitation.

"Think about it again. If you've made up your mind, tell me. I can offer you some assistance," Melis said sternly. "But you should be aware that if this matter gets out, you might face the wrath of the royal family."

"Although others think that being a journalist is a respectable and easy job, only we know how much it takes to stay in this industry. If we say one wrong thing, we may lose our job, especially when dealing with aristocrats, wealthy people and officials, not to mention the royal family."

"And journalists need young and strong bodies to be at the forefront of news. But, Miss Eve, although you still look so beautiful, you have to admit that you have been a reporter for more than ten years and are already old. If you don't want to leave the journalistic industry early, it's better not to get involved in this."

Eve's face showed some thought, and her eyes moved with an expression of approval, "You make sense. I will think about it carefully."

"I believe you will make the right choice, Miss Eve." Mellis took off his hat and said goodbye to Eve.

(End of this chapter)