Angelil?

Oreo frowned.

His office was located at the junction of Ninth and Tenth Streets, and the "bigwigs" of Ninth Street naturally disdained to come to such a place, so most of the people he dealt with were the "untouchables" of the Third Street.

Except for some high-risk and high-reward concurrent business, dealing with these trivial things is almost the main business of the firm.

It's a shame to say that there are few prostitutes on the back third street, and Oreo doesn't know a few, but the name Angelyl is not so familiar.

Seeing the confusion on Oreo's face, Katyusha hurriedly explained.

"She's the youngest daughter of Lady Peggy, and she's two months away from the Ocassim Empire's celebration day, and before that, ......"

"Peggy's little daughter?"

Oreo raised his voice, but he soon realized that Caron was sleeping, so he lowered his voice.

"Angelil? The bustard's youngest daughter? I heard that her first night was very expensive among the nobles? ”

Noticing Oreo's strange tone, Katyusha replied politely.

“...... Be. ”

"Huh,"

Oreo sneered and continued.

"Go on."

Katyusha was silent, because she had the impression that Lord Oreo would never be so rude as he was today.

But when she thought of the strange appearance when she first entered the door, she thought that maybe Lord Oreo had encountered some trouble.

But what is it that upsets you?

Katyusha raised her head, looked past the candle flames, and looked at Oreo's delicate face, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the anger hidden under his calm expression.

Katyusha glanced back in the direction of the gate, then said with a feigned concern.

"Lord Oreo...... Are you sick? ”

"I'm not sick, and I'm not going to be sick."

Oreo shook his head, almost commandingly.

"Katyusha, tell me what I can do for you about that Angelyl's prostitute."

“......”

After weighing it in her heart, Katyusha still chose to believe Oreo.

After all, for the people of Back 3rd Street, if there is a problem that His Excellency Oreo Pravor can't solve, then no one else can solve it.

"I used to work under Mrs. Peggy, I was bought by Mrs. Emma last month, and before that I was Angelyl's best friend.

Angelyl cried to me the other day and said that she had a fight with Mrs. Peggy about the festival...... She probably didn't want to be the Black Queen. ”

"The Black Queen."

Hearing these three words, Oreo gasped.

Turin is a city with a complex population, and thanks to the enlightened policies of His Majesty Ivan Russell, Turin has flourished in all walks of life, and the triennial Grand Day beauty pageant is famous on the continent of Ecasina.

Only girls under the age of 20 are eligible, and the top girls in this competition will be given a unique nickname, and the first place winner will be given the nickname of the Black Queen from the royal family.

For this nickname, the girls of Turin will be desperate!

Since Angeliel can be related to the Black Queen, this definitely proves that her beauty is unique in Turin.

"Yes, Black Queen."

Katyusha nodded, "Originally, she had the opportunity to participate in the competition of the Black Queen three years ago, but at that time, Lady Peggy did not choose to let her show her face, which made her worth rise in the word of mouth of the nobles. ”

"Smart choice,"

Oreo said admiringly, "It seems that Lady Peggy wants to step into high society. ”

Katyusha looked at her with admiration.

"Oreo, that's exactly what happened.

But Angelyl has been in a bad temper lately, I don't know if it's because the celebration is approaching and she is anxious, or something else, in short, she is very out of shape, and Mrs. Peggy has lost her temper a lot for this. ”

"A girl who has fallen into a rebellious period, understand."

Oreo opened the notebook on his desk, spinning the quill pen.

"Let's talk, whether it's psychological counseling, or looking for children from the Qiao family, if you want to do the Black Queen selection training, I can even help."

"Warped ......" Katyusha was clearly still struggling with the meaning of this unfamiliar word.

Oreo holds his forehead with one hand.

"It's what it means to run away from home."

Katyusha nodded.

"Mr. Oreo, I haven't seen Angelelle in the last two days, and I guess she's probably being locked up by Mrs. Peggy.

But I know her well, and if that happens, she'll try to escape.

Although I am jealous that she can have the opportunity to compete in the Black Queen, I still hope that she can live happily.

So I would like to ask you to help me find her and persuade her to listen to Mrs. Peggy...... I can't find anyone more respected than you. ”

While Katyusha was speaking, Oreo had already written something in his notebook.

He circled a few of the words and said thoughtfully.

"Looking for a girl who may have run away from home, plus psychological counseling?

Katyusha, I think I'll have to take you six silver coins. ”

Looking at Katyusha's nervous expression, Oreo shook his head with a wry smile.

"But this account can't be counted on your head, and Lady Peggy will pay for you."

Oreo stood up, arranging his top hat.

"Katyusha, this matter is wrapped up in me, after a day of work, you should rest early."

Katyusha stood up, she was delicate but curvaceous, which was the main reason why Lady Emma had spent so much money digging into the wall.

Noticing Oreo's gaze, Katyusha pursed her lips and whispered.

"Thank you, Lord Oreo, for your generosity, is there anything I need to do for you...... Anything goes. ”

Under the candlelight, the girl's expression was even more charming, but Oreo didn't look at her at all.

He buckled his top hat over his head, tucked his cane at his waist, and strode out of the detective agency.

The streets were deserted more than expected, except for a few women in overcoats walking by in groups.

Oh no, it's time for Caron to send Katyusha.

Oreo couldn't help but frown at the thought of the bad atmosphere on Back Third Street.

Katyusha is an old acquaintance of those gangsters, and they must have behaved by the rules.

But I'm afraid of running into those outsiders who don't understand the rules, and I'll have to trouble myself at that time.

Tutan is above, may Katyusha come home safely.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Oreo soon reached Eleventh Street, which was noticeably bustling with the noise of women and men.

As he passed a street corner, Oreo suddenly stopped and stared with interest at the wanted bounty on the wall.

In anyone's eyes, the red bounty was not the slightest bit tempting.

The city governors of Turin are a bunch of idealists, and it's ridiculous that they want someone to work for them at such a price.

Oreo shook his head with a wry smile and turned to leave, when a figure suddenly emerged from the side of the path, almost colliding with Oreo.

Oreo used his cane as a fulcrum to quickly dodge, but the man stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

Keeping an absolute alert distance, the man nodded slightly, and a hoarse voice drifted along the night wind.

"Sir... I'm sorry. ”

With Oreo's powers of observation, he could only catch a strand of blonde hair under the man's cloak, and then the figure disappeared like a gust of wind at the end of Eleventh Street, and he didn't know whether to go to Twelfth Street or Thirteenth Street.

"Reckless girl."

Annoyed, Oreo turned his head and stared suspiciously in the direction he had come.

In the latter third street, the standard of living of prostitutes is quite good, and they generally live on Eleventh Street.

Although she didn't see the prostitute's appearance just now, she would not be reduced to the point of living on the second street just by her figure.

Don't......

Oreo suddenly remembered something, and he quickened his pace and walked towards Lady Peggy's yard, muttering to himself.

"The law of conservation of luck, that's true."