After dinner, Oreo wrapped Tamia tightly in the quilt and hung up the office sign.

I thought there would be a few small business in the evening, but in the end, no one even stopped at the door of the office to watch.

I don't know if it was the lively celebration day that caused all this, or because in the past half a month, the people of Housanjie have gradually forgotten the existence of the office.

The people are forgetful.

Oreo sat melancholy by the doorframe, watching the flow of people go from sparse to dense and then dense to empty.

Although many people greeted him, Oreo always found his expression strange - a look of concern and concern.

But it's also possible that I'm overthinking it.

Oreo dusted his hands and closed the wooden door of the office.

The boiled herbs were making a gurgling sound in the pot, and he estimated that the heat should be enough.

Although he is not a professional alchemist or sorcerer, Tamia's illness is really not a tricky one, and a casual antidote should be cured-

Maybe she'll have some after-effects, but that's none of her business.

Oreo tightened the cuffs of his trench coat, then pulled out a test tube from the utility room, which he casually flushed, and began to weigh the herbs according to the proportion.

After a short period of time, he finally prepared a bowl of crimson potion, which seemed to affect his appetite very much.

"Tamia."

Oreo whispered Tamia's name, feeling like a witch handing over the apple.

Hearing a familiar voice, Tamia poked her head out of the covers, still looking dumbfounded.

“......”

Such a Tamia is indeed lovely, but because of her previous abominable act of destroying her grandfather clock, no matter how lovely a person is, she is no different from a corpse.

"Come here."

Oreo held the bowl in one hand and patted himself on the side with the other.

Sensing Oreo's seriousness, Tamia obediently crawled over and sat down beside him.

Passing the bowl to Tamia, Oreo commanded again.

"Drank it."

Even onions can be eaten alive, and such a terrible potion naturally can't be difficult for Tamya.

She took the small bowl and drank the red liquid inside.

Before Oreo could observe Tamia's condition, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

"No......"

Oreo pursed his lips and walked quickly to the desk, taking out the alchemy manual hidden deep in the deepest part of the cabinet.

He quickly flipped through it and made sure there was nothing wrong with his recipe.

In other words, coma is a normal reaction to taking the drug.

"Hoo ......"

Oreo breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he had succeeded.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and was about to wash his face, when he suddenly heard the sound of a carriage on the street outside the door.

Horse-drawn carriages rarely appear on Back Third Street, and it is not known what they are here for.

The sound of the carriage approached, and finally stopped at the door of the office.

Late-night visits are not uncommon, and the doors are not locked.

Oreo sat in the big chair, deliberately settling into a lazy position, and then stared intently at the wooden door, thinking that this should be a big deal.

But after a long time, the door was not pushed open.

He rolled his eyes in confusion, then took a telescope from the cabinet and looked closely at the wooden door—

It is true that the door is not locked.

No, to be precise, the man outside the door didn't mean to push the door at all.

He retracted his binoculars and prepared to give the man outside the door a dismount, and it was really hateful for someone who dared to hang his appetite like this.

Just as he was in a reverie, the sound of the carriage sounded again, and the sound soon disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Oh, it turned out to be Angelil.

She didn't say hello to herself in the end.

Oreo smiled self-deprecatingly, slapped his top hat on the table, and tried to lock the door, but there was a knock on the door.

It turned out that Angelelle did not leave with the carriage.

But what did she want to say to herself?

There's no point in saying anything.

Oreo shook his head, but pulled the door open anyway, greeting him.

"Angelyl ......"

Standing outside the door was not Angelyl, but Reka, who had not been seen for a long time.

He looked like a dusty man, and his expression was puzzled.

"What Angelil? Are you brain-burning? ”

Seeing Oreo's embarrassment, Reka laughed.

"It's the first day of the festival, are you in a hurry? If you want me to say that the Black Queen is worth 50,000 gold coins, can't you buy Angelil? ”

Oreo said with a dark face.

"Not what you think."

"What do you mean not what I thought it was?"

Reka reached out and hooked Oreo's shoulder, leaning into his ear and said, "Angelelle likes you so much, what's the matter if you pay a little money to buy her." ”

Oreo pushed Reka's hand away and rolled his eyes.

"I don't want to owe Peggy another 50,000 gold coins."

"Uh......"

Referring to the story of Atifa, Reka knowingly chooses to shut up.

But after a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Oreo, what did you discover on that expedition? Why hasn't Atifa come back yet? ”

Seeing Oreo's displeasure, he hurriedly said, "I know I shouldn't ask this...... But as a friend, you might be able to talk to me. ”

"I said I didn't need friends."

Oreo retorted like a hedgehog, but his expression eventually softened.

He sighed before he spoke.

"Atifa is not dead, and one day she will come back."

Reka nodded thoughtfully.

"So you never got to accept Angelil, right?"

Oreo explained with a dark face.

"What does it mean to accept or not to accept? I didn't like her at all, not at all. ”

The smile on Reka's face grew narrower.

"My friend, I don't need to explain why you call Angelil by her name when you pull the door if you don't like Angelil."

Sitting back in the big chair, Oreo said with a cold face.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, what's the matter with me, tell me quickly."

"Uh......"

Reka scratched her head, and then said, "There's something to do, but it's more because I want to come and talk to you, after all, we haven't seen each other for more than half a month, haven't we?" ”

Oreo waved his hand, chasing away the bed bugs that weren't there in front of him.

"I'm tired, let's talk about it."

Reka nodded.

"By the way, has Tamia been looking for you lately?"

“......”

Oreo glanced at Tamia's location, where she was sleeping soundly, and she should not be visible from Reka's position.

He coughed twice.

"I didn't see it, what's wrong."

Reka said with a grin.

"It's nothing, haven't I become a colleague of Tamiya recently, but I haven't seen her all the time, and I've heard from my colleague that she's working on some big case."

He paused, then spoke nervously.

"Did you say Tamya was in any danger?"

"Can someone put her in danger?"

Oreo tapped on the table, emphatically.

"Sheriff Reka, tell me about your case."

"It's not a big deal."

Usually Reka had a great difficulty saying this, and Oreo sat up straight and listened.