The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 120 Former Companions

Li Ang didn't know what had happened between Charlotte and the president. Since she didn't say, he didn't ask any further questions.

Everyone has past stories they don't want others to touch, and the detective girl especially so.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that the other party was an imposter was enough to plunge Charlotte into endless suspicion.

However, he never intended to expose this matter. In any case, Charlotte had treated him well, and he couldn't bring himself to repay kindness with enmity.

He then briefly explained the follow-up arrangements to Charlotte before leaving with Lina.

Watching Li Ang's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Charlotte stood there in silence for a moment, not even listening to what Sherry was saying beside her. Then she slowly withdrew her gaze and turned to walk in another direction.

She exposed too much in this game. Although bound by the contract, the man should not be able to betray her, but Charlotte needs more assurance.

The man's sister, Ktura, is a good option.

Of course, she wasn't going to do anything to him. Charlotte wasn't the kind of foolish villain in novels who would only push the man to the opposite side. All she needed to do was maintain a good relationship with him.

For someone who values ​​relationships highly, this is the best choice.

She had only taken a few steps when she saw Donald, the butler of her mansion, and learned some shocking news from him.

Meanwhile, Helena was being escorted to a carriage, which was then slowly driven away from the courtroom.

She was not imprisoned in a cold, damp dungeon, but in a room in a mansion that had been temporarily requisitioned.

The room wasn't cramped, but the windows were sealed off from the outside, the door had three locks, and there were handcuffs on his wrists that restricted his abilities.

And there were already people in the room.

The witch in that game, or rather Ino, was bound up like a rice dumpling, her hands tied behind her back and her legs tightly bound with straps, making it difficult for her to even move a finger.

When the door was pushed open from the outside, she instinctively thought it was the interrogators. However, when she saw who was being pushed in, a cold smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Oh."

That single syllable froze Helena in place.

"I thought it was someone else." Ino tilted her head, her bound state not preventing her from scrutinizing Helena from head to toe. "So it's our traitorous sir. What, weren't you on the other side? Weren't you helping those detectives against me? How come you're locked up here too?"

"Could it be that they were used and then discarded? That really fits my image of those detectives."

Helena stood at the door, looking somewhat embarrassed.

She didn't immediately refute him because she did feel a moment of guilt when she first saw Ino.

Although the other person wasn't exactly a friend of hers in the Witch's Guild, they were at least comrades-in-arms, while she herself had indeed betrayed them at the most crucial moment of the game.

This awkwardness isn't about guilt; it's more like the subtle feeling of suddenly bumping into a former colleague while you've just switched jobs to the company across the street.

She took a deep breath, went into the room, and found a corner furthest from Ino to sit down.

However, the other party did not let her go.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Ino tilted her head, her movements stiffened by the ropes, but that didn't stop the mockery in her voice from growing stronger.

"Helping outsiders to destroy your own comrades, Helena, I really didn't know you were so good at taking sides."

"I----"

"What?!" Ino's smile grew even colder. "You're not trying to say you were forced, are you? Helena, how long have we known each other? Do you think I'd believe that?"

Helena opened her mouth, wanting to say something to defend herself, but swallowed the words back down.

What's there to defend? I did betray the Witch's Guild, I did betray the Guild Master, and I did help outsiders sell out Ino.

She didn't really regret it much, since the Witch Society seemed a bit abnormal to her.

If she hadn't awakened her identity as a witch, been discovered by the club president, and been forced to join the organization, she really wouldn't want to have any more involvement with them.

Ino continued, her voice carrying a smug satisfaction, as if she were making up for her defeat in the game.

"When you were helping those detectives plot against me in the game, you never thought you'd end up like this, did you? Does the guild leader know about this? I'm curious how she'll deal with you." "The guild leader has been arrested too."

Helena's voice was soft, even a little hoarse, but her words were like a bucket of ice water, decisively extinguishing Ino's endless sarcasm.

The room fell silent for a moment.

"—What?"

Ino's expression froze.

She blinked first, as if to make sure she hadn't misheard, then frowned, a look of disbelief on her face.

"What did you say?"

"The president has also been arrested." Helena repeated, her tone more certain than before. "With three vice presidents of the association taking action at the same time, she has no way to escape."

"—You're lying." Ino's voice turned low. "How could the president have been arrested? She..."

"These are the words of those vice presidents themselves," Helena interrupted her. "Why would they lie to me? Am I, a prisoner, worth them making up such a lie?"

Ino fell completely silent.

The expression on her face changed little by little under Helena's gaze.

The condescending mockery that had been there before faded from the corner of his eye, replaced by an unsightly look that was hard to conceal.

She was clearly incredulous that her own guild leader had also been arrested.

Helena responded that the other party was making a fuss over nothing.

If the president were really that strong, would the witches' guild still need to hide like underground rats, not daring to even show their faces?

Not to mention this is the detectives' headquarters. It would be unbelievable if the president could actually escape successfully.

Helena didn't deliver the final blow. She simply leaned quietly against the wall on her side, watching Ino being tied up in place, watching the certainty and composure on his face completely vanish.

After a long while, she broke the silence.

"I have something I'd like to ask you."

The other person did not look up.

Why were you in that game?

Ino didn't answer and turned her head to the side.

"Fine, don't tell me then." Helena shrugged and looked away, just like her.

After a while, perhaps feeling that it was better to say something to pass the time than to rot in this silence, or perhaps out of consideration for the fact that the two had been companions after all, she finally spoke up in a sullen voice.