My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"We have to wait until this incident is over. Besides, His Majesty's speech in the square seems to mean that he is not going to give us a chance to live..."

It seemed that these two people were the managers of the casino. After hearing the first few sentences, Sherlock immediately pricked up his ears and prepared to record the entire conversation, which would be an important clue later.

"The Square Talk... we can't say for sure. Anyway, up to now, the City Hall and the Royal Palace have not ordered a complete lockdown. We are still

If you can open it, then open it.”

"Yeah, I think so too. After all, there will always be people doing our business. Whether we are laundering money for the rich or helping them maintain order among the people, Your Majesty will never kill us all."

"But it's hard to say here... After all, we found the family crest of the murdered duke last time."

"Are you sure? Is it authentic?"

"It is genuine. After all, no one dares to forge the Duke's family crest."

"How is it possible that no one dares to do it? They dared to assassinate the Duke, but they can't forge the family emblem?"

"The key is that the family emblem is not easy to forge. It has the family mark on it, and people with the same bloodline can sense it. The young duke came to test it and confirmed that it is authentic..."

"I feel like there's something fishy about this matter..."

The two chatted for a while, but never talked about any progress in solving the case. Sherlock even wanted to jump out and question them.

But now I am the one who is in the wrong, and the other party seems to be in a bad mood. If I jump out, I might get into trouble.

"Alas, when we were working under Alpha, things like this didn't happen. After we followed His Royal Highness the Prince, I thought we would be very successful, but suddenly this happened... The small banks and money houses that lent us money have been asking for repayment these days, but we are not open for business, so where would the money come from..."

When Sherlock heard the word Alpha, he became alert again.

Wasn't this casino owned by the prince before?

After complaining a few more times, the two of them walked away.

Sherlock then came out from under the counter and continued to look for the register.

She moved very gently, fearing that she would make any loud noise and disturb the people on duty in the casino, so her movements were much slower.

Finally, after an hour of persistent searching, she found her register.

The drunk man reported several dates. Considering that the number of VIP guests might be different every day, we just need to write down the names of all those who entered the casino as VIPs during these days, and then find the name that appears most frequently.

Sherlock thought so and immediately took action.

Then, as she expected, only one name appeared at the same time during these few days.

That man's name was Milton.

"Milton..." Sherlock muttered the name to himself.

“It’s a very popular name.”

At this time, a female voice was heard from the side.

"Yeah... there are so many people with this name. We can't catch them all and put them in front of that guy one by one to identify them, right?" Sherlock complained.

Then, her movements froze and she turned her head away stiffly.

Sure enough, when she was concentrating on comparing names, the woman had quietly stood beside her.

The long flaxen hair matched with the mature makeup and elegant and luxurious clothes made her look like a rich woman.

It was obvious that the other party was either rich or noble, and might even be the owner of this casino.

Sherlock's forehead was covered with sweat, and he cursed himself a thousand times in his heart for being so careless just now.

"Um... sorry, I'm here to investigate a case. Anyway, I've found what I want now, so I won't bother you any more. Bye!"

Having said this, Sherlock was ready to slip away, but the other party simply stretched out his hand and kept Sherlock.

"Everyone is a guest here. If you don't stay for a while, wouldn't it be impolite for me, the host?" The other party smiled like this, which made Sherlock even more scared.

It's over. This person is obviously a female devil who kills without blinking an eye. She broke into the other party's territory and rummaged through other people's things. I don't think she will be left with one hand...

Chapter 102: Leeteuk's Rapid Progress

Sherlock sat stiffly in the casino's premium box, and a waiter brought him a drink.

"This is non-alcoholic specially prepared grape juice, please enjoy it." The waiter said this and walked out with his plate.

Sherlock nodded, secretly complaining in his heart.

God knows whether the other party has poisoned the juice, but as long as I don’t drink it, I’ll be fine.

"So... are you really here to investigate the assassination of the Duke?" After a few minutes, the woman who had just captured Sherlock seemed to have finished her own business, and asked as soon as she walked into the room.

"Yeah." Sherlock nodded.

The woman came and sat down opposite Sherlock, then crossed one leg and placed it over the other.

"It's okay, just treat this place as your own home. I have a good temper, and nothing will go wrong as long as we don't talk about topics that can easily make me angry."

"Um... what do you mean by a topic that can easily make you angry...?"

"Do you want to try it?" the woman said, looking at Sherlock with a smile.

"Uh...that's not necessary." Sherlock shook his head.

"Okay, let me introduce myself now. My name is Phil, and I'm responsible for helping His Royal Highness manage his businesses. Of course, I just took over these things not long ago."

"You dare to come to investigate, which proves that you must have a lot of important information in your hands, right?"

"As both of us serve the royal family, I think we need to communicate with each other first, don't we?"

Seeing the other party's clear and logical analysis, even Sherlock almost let down his guard against the other party for a moment, and was ready to tell the other party everything he knew.

But Sherlock suddenly thought of the other party's attitude towards him at the beginning, and the guard at the door clearly refused his investigation, and he immediately felt that there was something fishy here.

She pondered for a while and decided to tell half and hide the other half.

After all, even if they are all working for the empire, there are different factions. Even the subordinates of His Royal Highness the Prince are divided into different factions. It is common for factions to fight against each other, not to mention that Sherlock is not His Royal Highness the Prince's man.

"I did get some intelligence, but... the person I was in charge of didn't tell me that I had a partner to join forces with."

Seeing Phil's face darken instantly, Sherlock quickly said again: "Of course, since you are the person in charge of this casino, I think it is necessary to tell you something about this casino."

In this way, Phil's complexion returned to normal.

"That's right, but I thought you would tell me more."

"Ah... After all, the missions are different. Your Highness would not want to see Miss Phil doing things outside of her job, right?"

"That's right." Phil nodded. "Well, go on."

Then Sherlock told Phil the purpose of his entering the casino.

After listening to this, Phil frowned.

"I'm sorry, when I took over the businesses of His Royal Highness, this Milton you mentioned probably hadn't been here since. Perhaps the change in ownership made him feel threatened."

"Well, if you, Miss Phil, have only recently taken office, then it is true."

"So I alerted the enemy..." Phil said to himself.

"There's no need to worry. After all, we've already found out the other party's name. All we have to do next is compare it."

"No." Phil shook his head. "How do you know if Milton will use a fake name?"

"That's true..." Even Sherlock frowned at the thought of this possibility.

Milton is already a very popular name, and there is a possibility that the other party is using a pseudonym. In this case, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack!

Thinking of this, Sherlock suddenly felt a little discouraged.

Is it possible that the information we obtained with great difficulty will disappear like this?

"However, I do have a few old guys who have been working here for a long time. If it's a VIP, they should have a good impression of it."

"I'll ask them for you later. If we can get detailed information about Milton, it will be easier to find him."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Phil." Sherlock nodded.

At this time, she thought of something and then asked:

"Miss Sherlock, I want to ask you something."

"You say it."

"I can understand that other entertainment venues have VIP boxes, but will a place like a casino also have VIP boxes?"

"Of course there will be." Phil smiled and nodded when he heard Sherlock's question.

“As long as people have money, they will think about spending it in one place.

Some people choose to save their money and earn interest.

Some people simply enjoy the process of spending money.

For those who do shady business, making money is both the hardest and easiest.

It is difficult because most people don't do it, but it is easy because you can succeed once and then

Large sums of money can be obtained.

And for this kind of consumption, we need a suitable place, right? "

"I see..." Sherlock nodded as if he understood what was said.

She had never saved more than ten gold coins in her life, and many more people in the empire would never see a single gold coin in their entire lives.

In this case, it is really hard to understand the meaning of squandering hundreds of gold coins in such an occasion.

But for the so-called "rich people", this is just a pastime.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm going to check Milton's information. Miss Sherlock, are you going to stay here and wait for the results, or come with me?"

"I'll go with you." Sherlock said, stood up and followed Phil.

……

"Master Orson, this is a letter from Master Leete."

In the temporary residence guarded by layers of security, a servant of the Stranik family came to Orson and handed the letter in his hand to Orson.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Orson said this, took the letter and opened it.

Then, when he saw the contents of the letter, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

In the letter, Litt reported to Orson his victory in the siege of Florence and gave him a detailed account of the battle.

After seeing Litt's evaluation of Martin, Orson felt a tightness in his heart.

But after seeing that Litt took Virgil to have a big meal with Martin and his girlfriend, he relaxed again.

Even he himself didn't notice this little change in mood.

After reading the letter, Orson smiled with relief.

"Sure enough, Lit, you have grown up." Orson said to himself.

He was not wrong. Today, Lit is developing and progressing as rapidly as in the original world line. He has gradually recruited his own team and is beginning to have the potential to become a classic protagonist.

Chapter 103: Which side will you stand on?

After reading the letter, Orson put it in his pocket and walked out of his residence.

As expected, at the door, two guards with seventh-level strength were guarding the door firmly, and there were countless secret sentries in the dark to protect their safety.

To be honest, in terms of security alone, Orson is undoubtedly one of the safest people in the entire empire. His security is even not inferior to that of Odysseus who lives in the deep palace.

But this level of security does in fact restrict Orson's activities.

Orson glanced at the two guards in front of him, and then said, "Please take me to see His Majesty."

……

"So, Orson, you mean to say that you are going back to Imperial College?"

"Well, after all, the Imperial College is one of the safest places now. I'm only a sophomore student and I still have a lot of schoolwork to complete." Orson said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Besides, Your Majesty, I feel that I am not of any help to the current situation in Saint Laurent City, so... let me go back."

"Okay." Odysseus nodded.