"Okay, I've got it. www.biquge.infoSoon, Corifo looked up from the document, and the handwriting on the document in his hand was still new, it seemed to be from the past few years, "The house you want to buy was originally owned by the Arrenniu family, but this family declined a few years ago due to some things, and this house has been idle for a long time, but after His Majesty ascended the throne, these things were redistributed, and it should now be Princess Lucy Midrus." ”

"I see, what should I do? go to her?" Evan thought for himself.

"Of course, because of some things, the department has a record of the property in Dryden, but if there is a transaction, it is a matter of both parties, and I will provide you with the contact information of Her Royal Highness the Princess, if she wishes, it will be enough for you to sign the transaction agreement, but please come here and explain the situation to us when the time comes. ”

"That's great, I thought Dryden was any different from the rules back home. Evan breathed a sigh of relief, "After all, I've never heard of the Hilton Investigation. ”

Corifo smiled, "Miss Aven's family isn't a traditional aristocracy, is it?"

A moment of vigilance flashed across Evan's face, but after a moment she relaxed slightly: "Yes, my home is near the Shevrin Territory. ”

"A lot has happened in the past few years, you are all lucky people, and now is probably the easiest time to get a knighthood. Coriford leaned back in his chair, "You're a great man, too, and you're coming alone from Dryden?"

"Hmm. Evan said.

"Well, I'll make a registration for you first, and I'll help Princess Lucy talk to her, it should be fine, after all, Her Royal Highness has a royal palace in Dryden, and this house is dispensable. Corifo thought for a moment and brought two new pieces of paperwork, "What do you think?"

"It's a good proposition. Evan readily agreed.

"Okay, what's your full name?"

"Evan Freyton. ”

"Okay...... Huh?" Corifor's hand paused, and the abrupt pause sent a puzzled look on Aven's face—Corifo met her puzzled look when he looked up, and he coughed and continued writing, "Is there anyone else in your family?" ”

Evan thought for a moment, "Is that so? I've heard that many people have the same last name as me. ”

Criff didn't ask anything more, he quickly filled out the record, one for himself and the other for her—he glanced at Evan as he stood up and handed it to Aven, his gaze brushing over her pale and slender lines, but the red hair and eyes were not out of place.

"When was the Hilton Investigative Agency established? When I came, I saw another office and almost knocked on the door, but it was closed. Evan thanked Coriford, then asked with some curiosity.

"Two years ago, it was instructed by His Majesty, and it was established because of the ** proposal. I hope it can help you guys. "There are two offices in the department, and we can only do a few small things here, and the head there" is Mr. Boris Uzild. ”

"A big nobleman. Evan understood.

"Just remember to come here next time, so to speak. Boris added.

Evan nodded, they had nothing to say to each other, so Evan turned and left, her movements gentle, only a small noise from the door, and then everything was quiet, her appearance was just like a flower falling in front of her.

Nothing was caused.

Corifo looked at the place where Evan had left and pondered for a moment before Jill took the materials out of the bookcase inside, and he placed them in front of Corifu.

"Someone came looking for you, the same person a month ago. Jill didn't know what he was thinking, just reminded him of what he saw from the window.

"Oh? Coriford put his thoughts behind him, took the information, and began to look bright with a smile that Gil thought was hypocritical, but of course it was only Jill's own opinion, and he had never been mean and had little to expect from him any comforting adjectives.

As Evan walked out of Coriford's office, he looked at it casually.

Very new building, very new office space -- very new theory.

What did Miser Rueders want to do? Make this place so unconventional, yet so "hard".

She couldn't figure it out.

As Ewen was about to walk out the door, a man walked up to her and passed her—a amorous girl with a hint of anxiety in her face, and the deliberate quickening of her pace in her movements revealed that meaning.

As she walked by, Evan turned his head and glanced at her.

It's just a passing pass.

Evan didn't seem to take the matter to heart, and she continued to walk out, all the way on, until she came to an alley—not continuing down the street, but into the alley.

There was a man waiting for her

A small teenager with a face that people already know about Elliott.

"Lornay, why are you going to this sudden appearance of the Hilton Investigative Agency?" Elliott looked at Evan with some incomprehension in his tone, "They must have asked you to trade with the owner of the house - they probably won't be able to find anything to say to you except for this matter." ”

"That's true. "Evan - that's Fitney. After coming out of Aesop's Forest, she went straight to Dryden, where she had left.

Elliott still couldn't understand what Fitney was going to do—but he could only do as she was told, at least for the sake of her unraveling the erosion that she thought would never be able to unravel.

"Ostensibly so, do you have any other information?" continued Fitney, walking with Elliott down the alley, where they would avoid the sun and plunge them into darkness - whether it was for psychological reasons or if Fitney thought the road was closer.

"The origin is as strange as its function. "But for sure, it has something to do with King Andrew. ”

King Andrew, the one who died shortly after Grede's death, the father and son, died almost at the same time.

"There's no need to rush, at least not right now. Fitney said, and they quickly walked out of the alley.