The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 114 Charlotte's Brain Trembles

Charlotte had never been so angry as she was today.

Her long white hair gleamed coldly in the sunlight. Her eyes were fixed on Li Ang, who was standing close by, like a cat whose fish had been stolen, its tail bristling with anger, but unable to actually pounce on him and breathe on him.

The last time I was this angry was the time before last!

Oh, no, that's completely pointless.

The last time she was this angry was when she first took on the first case after becoming Miss Sherlock Holmes.

The case itself wasn't difficult, but the client's attitude made her so angry she almost threw the power of attorney in their face. But that was a long time ago. She thought she was way past the age of getting angry over such things.

But today, she realized she was wrong.

The man in front of me is a hundred times more hateful than the person who made the request!

He held his hands up, his face bearing that innocent expression. But that expression itself was the greatest crime.

The more innocent he seemed, the angrier Charlotte became, even contemplating shooting him in the head.

However, she won't actually fire the gun.

She had already made a pact with this man—she could not betray him, could not break the promise, and could not abandon him.

Like two grasshoppers tied together by the same rope, if one runs away, the other has to run too. So no matter how angry she was, she couldn't fire the gun.

But she was really angry.

What angered her wasn't his taking advantage of her amnesia to seize the initiative, although that also annoyed her. What angered her more was that her biggest secret had been exposed to this man so unwittingly.

She remembered it perfectly. Miss Jon, those words all came from her own mouth.

She had no idea at the time that these words were forbidden, but now she had already said them all.

"I want to make one thing clear," Li Ang's voice came from in front of me, "that you were the one who insisted on becoming my assistant back then."

"Shut up."

Charlotte's voice sounded as if it were being squeezed out from between her teeth.

He should have kept quiet, because his words only made her angrier.

How could I have been so stupid? To be a man's assistant, I actually competed with that damn Sherry?

She acts like she's some kind of lowly woman!

And in order to please this man, she didn't hesitate to lift her skirt in front of him and do such lewd things—

She remembers it very clearly.

Those images, those words, those actions that she herself found unbelievable, all played back clearly, frame by frame, in her mind.

Ahhhhh!

Charlotte felt her brain tremble at the thought of those images.

Why didn't she realize something was wrong at the time? How could she do something like that? She acted like a naive young girl who had never seen the world and was only trying to please others.

She cursed her amnesiac self a thousand times in her mind.

Jon is a fool. Jon is a complete fool. That fool has now caused her to be killed in front of Leon.

But ultimately, it's all this man's fault!

"It's all your fault!" she gritted her teeth, raising the gun slightly. "You should have told me everything back then!"

"I told you," Li Ang said, his expression still innocent, even shrugging, "but you don't believe me. If you don't believe me, ask Shirley. Even now, she hasn't fully remembered who she is."

Charlotte clenched her teeth even tighter.

"Is that what you call speaking?" she thought angrily to herself.

You only mentioned it briefly from the beginning, and then gave up immediately!

Why couldn't you have persisted a little longer? Why couldn't you have told the whole story? Even if others don't believe you, you should at least let them hear the complete story!

Even if you say a few more words, she might still believe you.

Okay, she certainly won't believe it. But she absolutely won't admit it now.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her chaotic emotions.

Actually, losing face in front of this man doesn't matter. Charlotte Holmes's reputation isn't so easily shattered.

She is Charlotte Holmes, the most famous detective in London, who should always be calm, rational, and in control of the situation.

But there was one thing she couldn't bear.

Her identity—if this were to be exposed, everything she had would collapse.

She cleared her throat, forcing her voice to return to normal, but she couldn't suppress the resentment she felt.

"Let me make this clear first." She crossed her arms, slightly raised her chin, and looked earnest. "The me after my amnesia is not the same person as the me now. Jon is just my nickname. That's what my family called me when I was little."

Li Ang looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, which he quickly suppressed. He smiled without saying a word.

Do you want to listen to whether what you're saying makes any sense?

But he didn't say it aloud; he simply lowered his raised hand, nodded, and said, "I understand. Jon is your nickname."

Charlotte frowned. "What kind of tone is that? What kind of attitude is that?"

"Normal tone." Li Ang's expression remained unchanged. "If you say it's a nickname, then it's a nickname. I've never seen you as a child, how would I know if it's true or not?"

His answer made Charlotte clench her fists again.

"How about I call you that from now on? Miss Jon?"

Charlotte's eyelashes fluttered. "You—no need. Just call me Charlotte in public."

"And what about in private?"

Charlotte's ear tips began to turn red.

In private? What was he implying? She tried to keep her face from burning, but the heat still spread uncontrollably up her neck.

"No!" Her voice was a little softer than before.

"Anyway," she put the gun away and tucked it into her skirt, "just pretend the things in the game never happened. You know nothing about it."

Faced with the detective's attempt to cover up her misunderstanding, Li Ang did not expose her.

He clearly remembered the cue words on her body that only he could see.

Counterfeit goods.

So where is the real Charlotte Holmes? And who is the Charlotte in front of us?

"Okay. I understand."

Charlotte remained silent.

She knew, of course, that the man's suspicions hadn't completely disappeared, but she had no better options.

"Do you remember the vow I made you when we first met?" Charlotte suddenly asked.

"Remember."

"That oath is an effect of my ability. From the moment you made that oath, we have been bound together by a contract. Therefore, you cannot betray me."

Li Ang was somewhat dumbfounded.

He quickly used his ability.

Then we see that one of the original question marks in Charlotte's abilities has disappeared, replaced by a completely new ability.

[Oath Contract. A bond exists between you and Leon Moriarty. Contract Terms: No betrayal, no breach of contract, no abandonment.]

[Contract binding has been activated; contract effects and abilities are not yet unlocked.]

"If you dare betray me, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and kill you!"

Charlotte looked at Li Ang, her eyes vacant, but a sweet smile appeared on her face.