Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 41 Susie Speaks

Another day passed, and Audrey sat on the hanging chair in her private garden, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Although Viscount Fox gave her a bit of a chill, it ultimately hadn't affected her. She planned to ask Mr. Hanged Man, Mr. Devil, and Mr. Fool at tomorrow's Tarot Club. If the problem was truly serious...

Audrey glanced in the direction of the Church of the Evernight Goddess and automatically grasped the unique reporting skills of the Tarot Club members. She was indeed a member of the Tarot Club who believed in the King of Reporting.

As for why she didn't report it now, firstly, it was because the viscount had indeed done nothing, and secondly, she had no evidence. She asked several people, including the maid Anne, and even her father, Earl Hall, said that this person did exist.

This made Miss Audrey eager to try, and she couldn't help but want to find out the man's identity herself. The Tarot Club members were characterized by their recklessness and cowardice, a common thread that had been passed down from Klein onward.

Then there's the matter of Foles.

Miss Salty Fish hopes Audrey can rescue her girlfriend, Hugh Dilchar. Audrey investigates and finds that Miss Hugh has a good reputation in the East District and is a good arbitrator.

He is a man of integrity and possesses considerable strength, often using his 1.5-meter height to project the presence of an 1.8-meter figure.

The crime that led to her being thrown into a temporary prison was that she jumped up and attacked a gentleman's knee over a property dispute, leaving him still lying in a hospital bed, perhaps never to stand up again.

Fors explained that the gentleman was not a good person. He was the gang leader in Backlund's East District and made a living by lending money at high interest rates.

After investigation, Audrey confirmed that this matter was indeed true.

"There will be a ball at Count Wolfe's house tomorrow night. Tell Grelinte then to follow the barrister's advice." Audrey nodded slightly and made a decision.

"I wonder if Viscount Foss will come to the ball." She planned to adjust her attitude towards Viscount Foss based on the information she got from the Tarot Club.

Audrey, feeling relaxed again, gazed at the vibrant blossoms outside, hiding in the darkness and peering into the light. She felt as if the potion she had been consuming had been digested a little more.

"Well... observe from behind the scenes and guide how things develop." Audrey added another rule to her own rules for playing the role of an audience member.

Thinking about role-playing, Audrey's thoughts suddenly broadened. "If the Psychological Alchemy Society has mastered 'role-playing,' does that mean we can look for them among the psychiatrists?"

Thinking of this, Audrey felt that her thinking was absolutely correct. At this moment, Backlund's hardest diamond eyes sparkled, reflecting the sunlight.

"Her eyes were as big as copper bells, flashing with lightning-like shrewdness." Beside her was Serris, who was holding a camera and humming a song softly.

[So exciting, so exciting! I'll soon be able to see the great imaginary dog ​​speak.]

Bloodthirsty spectators were everywhere. At this moment, Audrey saw the golden retriever Susie sneak behind the flowers in a stealthy manner, to a place where only gardeners would go.

Really sneaky dog.

"Susie, what are you going to do?" Audrey hid in the shadows, watching Susie's every move.

The big golden retriever seemed to have its sense of smell confused by the fragrance of the flowers and did not notice its owner behind it. It opened its mouth and made loud "ahhh" and "ahhhh" sounds in a hoarse voice.

【big……】

"Hold it back."

【All right. 】

Susie made the air around her vibrate, and the words that were not smooth and round rang out:
"Hello, are you OK?"

Audrey's mouth opened little by little, completely forgetting the etiquette of an elegant lady. She couldn't believe the scene she saw and the stiff voice she heard.

She subconsciously stood up and blurted out:
Woof, woof, woof.

"Susie, can you speak? When did you learn to speak?"

The big golden retriever jumped up in fright and turned to face his owner.

[Miss Susie, you don't want others to know that you can talk, do you?]

"unbelievable."

Susie frantically wagged her tail, opening and closing her mouth several times before shaking the air around her. "I...I don't know how to explain it. After all, I'm just a dog."

"I have a bold idea." Serris stroked his chin.

【You are also against the will of heaven. 】

Serris walked to the bushes nearby, took out the "Prison Bucket Boy," pulled something out of it, put it on the ground, and pushed it in Susie's direction.

(End of this chapter)