On the second floor of the Traveler's Bar at night, the atmosphere is extremely oppressive.

The door to the lounge was open, and Joyce sat on the edge of the bed and fed Elena some honey water with a small spoon.

Old Bolton had come to see Elena and made sure that she was only weak and had not done anything to her.

At this time, Elena was woken up by Joyce and had already regained consciousness.

"Eat something later. ”

Putting down the glass, Joyce said calmly to Elena.

"I want to get out of bed and walk. ”

Elena felt pain in all parts of her body, and she couldn't stand it in bed.

"The atmosphere is not very good!"

Joyce sighed to herself, but helped Elena out of bed.

As for Elena's black woven dress, Joyce put on her the jacket that Loren had brought her in the morning.

The squad returned, and Joyce did not ask the elder Bolton about the results of his emergency attendance.

The open lounge on the second floor was empty, and the door to Bodrian Arthur's office was closed, except that the white-haired girl Teresa was at the top of the stairs.

"Teressa, you're back safely. ”

Joyce greeted the white-haired girl, and although her mood did not fluctuate, she could still make people hear the meaning of concern.

Teresa nodded with a pale face, and didn't seem to be much better than Elena.

"Angela was very badly injured and was taken to Rossi Surgical Hospital. Motioning for Joyce and Elena to sit on the couch for a few moments, Teresa spoke.

"Not the church!"

As soon as she heard Teressa's statement, Joyce realized that Miss Angela Donna must be seriously injured.

Ordinary trauma, as long as it does not cause serious damage to the body, some potions can have a very magical effect, just like Elena's injury.

A small number of esoteric cultivators can also perform healing techniques, and if the injured person is severe, it may also be a good choice to use the effect of ritual secret techniques.

As a special department, the Lensu Military Intelligence Department sent Angela, who was a secret cultivator, to the Rossi Surgical Hospital, no matter how you think about it, it is not a good sign.

"I'll take Elena downstairs to eat something first, and if it's okay later, I'll go to the underground volume warehouse, and you can be a companion on the second floor." Joyce wasn't used to the embarrassing atmosphere and didn't sit long before she got up.

"Click!"

Before Joyce could go downstairs, the door to Bodrian Arthur's office opened.

"Joyce, the commissioner asked you in. ”

Arrin White showed up and let out a summons, an apologetic look on his face.

From Arlin's expression, Joyce knew it wasn't a good thing, but he was still surprised by the typist in this contract room.

At least the other party's style of acting so far is not as unbearable as Angela said.

"Joyce, are you going to hide in the bar all the time? I told you a long time ago that MIA doesn't keep idlers. Bodean Arthur saw Joyce come in and said to him angrily.

"Director, I know you're in a bad mood, but don't spill your anger on me!" Joyce sighed in her heart, and on the surface she could only listen.

"You go out with Arrin and gather information on Miss Caroline Gerod's abduction. Seeing Joyce's expressionless face, the slightly chubby middle-aged man took a deep breath and said.

"Director, then we're out. ”

Arrin saw what he said, and made sure that Joyce had no objection, and that Bodrian Arthur had nothing to say, so he bowed and left the Commissioner's office.

"I've got a mission with Arrin, you go upstairs with Teresa after you've eaten. Seeing that Elena was still waiting on the couch at the top of the stairs, Joyce tried to help her down.

"Joyce, be careful. ”

Elena took the trench coat that Teresa had brought out and returned the jacket to Joyce.

Sensing Elena's concern, Joyce nodded, took her to the bar, helped order a meal, and silently left with Arlin.

"I'm sorry, Joyce, I didn't expect the Commissioner to let you come along. Out of the door of the bar and into the carriage, Yarlin explained with a wry smile.

"Don't take it personally, Mr. Bodean Arthur is right, I can't stay in the bar all the time. Joyce smiled with relief, feeling that Arrin was very thoughtful.

Leaving the Commissioner's office from Arrin without an immediate explanation, Joyce guessed he didn't want Bodrian Arthur to hear.

While at the Rensu Museum, Joyce determined that the slightly chubby middle-aged man had extraordinary ear power.

"Mr. Frankie, please go to Steel Flower Street in Knight Frank. "Yarlin was very kind to the old man who drove the carriage at the Traveler's Bar.

"It's a good place, compared to Steel Flower Street, Golden Rose Street is simply weak. The old man sitting outside laughed roughly.

"Joyce, what do you think about Miss Caroline's kidnapping?" asked Arrlin, sitting across from Joyce, in a whisper.

"I don't know!"

Joyce was speechless in his heart, he did not understand life in aristocratic circles at all.

"I mean, do you have any thoughts on a bounty of three hundred gold rotes?" Arrin asked tentatively as he looked at Joyce's ignorant expression, rather than being discouraged.

"This man is not only good at talking and behaving, but he is also quite good at drilling. Joyce repositioned himself as a man in his mind.

"Three hundred gold is a lot, I can't imagine it, if you can find the clue that Miss Caroline is kidnapped, will you have a chance to earn this money?" Joyce expressed his temptation, not entirely pretended.

"Is three hundred gold Luo coins too much? For a rich family's daughter of a rich family, five to ten times more is reasonable. Arrin's laughing remarks startled Joyce.

"If the bounty is just a bait thrown by the Gerald family without a clue, perhaps the quest issued to mercenaries, adventurers, and hunters is what the Gerald family wants to see. It was only then that Joyce began to ponder the case of Miss Caroline's abduction.

"It's been a day and a night since Miss Carol was kidnapped, do you think anything will happen to her?" asked Arrin with a smile at Joyce as the carriage drove through Knight Frank.

"Of course it's going to be fine, it's a walking banknote, there must be a purpose for kidnapping her, otherwise no one wants to offend the rich and powerful Gerald family, if you seek revenge, it's easier to kill her directly on the spot. Joyce felt that the missing street girls were even more pitiful, and that they would not even bubble up again.

"Before Miss Caroline goes back safely, I think Baron Svanco Gerod will also be very anxious, as long as we can learn some news about Miss Caroline, go to Gerode's estate and tell him, I believe we will get thanks and feedback. Seeing that Joyce was thinking but not responding, Yarlin still smiled patiently.

"This man is terrible, is he courting me, or is he trying to take advantage of me?" Joyce swallowed without concealing his saliva.

"Do you have any ideas or information?"

Joyce recalled that Yarlin had been very familiar with those mercenaries and adventurers last night, and she couldn't help but be cautious.

"I'll have to confirm again, Joyce, would you like to go to Gerald Manor if you get news of Miss Caroline?" asked Joyce in a low voice, Yarlin said vaguely.

"If I can get the money and divide half of it, I'll consider it. Joyce's expression grew firm, but he scolded Arrin for waiting here.

There may be some benefits to being struck by ventilating the news, but there are also risks that should it lead to conflict, or make Miss Caroline's situation worse, and the person who sends the news to Gerald Manor will pay a heavy price for it.

Especially Joyce is not like a mercenary and an adventurer, he is a member of the military intelligence department, and he is looking for one.

"Take it easy, just send a message to Baron Svanko Gerode, the benefits will be beyond your imagination, and if the case is solved, there will be a reward in the MIA. Arrin smiled, not haggling with Joyce over the distribution of benefits.

"It seems that this is deliberately approaching me, thinking that I am too much of a philistine to take advantage of the public, or is there something else planned?" Joyce did not expect such a thing to come out on a trip.

Joyce didn't know much about this Arlin, let alone the secret affair of Miss Caroline's abduction.

Being used and unknown means great danger, and Joyce, although he wants to make money, understands this truth.

Knight Frank, as the gathering place of factories in Lunsu City, is not as rich as the Bojohn District and Moya District, but the large group of the working class has also contributed to the prosperity of Knight Frank.

Unlike Sock, horse-drawn carriages move very slowly in Knight Frank at night, and through the windows, Joyce senses that there are traders doing business everywhere.

"Alright, Mr. Franci, stop by Nightlight Street, and wait for us at Iron Man Square. Yarlin opened the front window and probed.

As the name suggests, Joyce got out of the carriage and saw not only kerosene street lamps far away, but also the whole street was like a night market, with lights and candles lit at every stall.

The streets are crowded with people, not to mention horse-drawn carriages, and even walking is very difficult.

"There are too many of them!"

Joyce's face twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What does it feel like other than being crowded?"

Yarlin, who was dressed in formal clothes, asked with a slightly meaningful smile.

"The smell of money. ”

Joyce didn't hide what was in her mind and gave the young man in formal clothes a reply.

In the city of Rensu, in addition to the official military intelligence office, police department, knights, and churches, there is also an underground order, especially in the Knight Frank district, where the underground order is more prevalent, although it is not as decent as the Bojohn and Moya districts, but the circulation of money is extremely huge.

From small stalls and merchants to large factories, they are all contributing to the prosperity of this place, and the value and purchasing power created by this huge group of workers is far beyond imagination.

And the competing interests behind the prosperity have bred gangsters.

As far as Joyce knew, there were some gangs in Rensu City that were very terrifying, not only did they do all kinds of evil, but there were often fights, and it was common to slash and shoot in the streets.