Wait a minute!

Just as he was about to start, Oreo suddenly came to his senses.

He quickly retracted his steps and stood against the wall.

Although Pamela is on the list, he has not done anything out of the ordinary with prostitutes at the moment, he is too preconceived!

But......

Oreo glanced at the field, then at his right hand.

Time is running out, and by the time he obtains the evidence, the stealth technique should have worked a long time ago, and he can't just rely on a cane to ensure that this trial goes smoothly.

On the one hand, because of the detective's code, and on the other hand, because of the concern about the situation of the prostitute, Oreo is extremely entangled at this time.

As the minutes passed, the activities of the nobles were about to reach their most important moment.

Oreo looked left and right for a moment, then chose a large sofa and quickly crouched behind it.

Before the stealth fails, it is naturally best that this farce can be ended. Not far from the sofa is the window, if you are really desperate, you can break the window to escape.

After designing a way out, Oreo breathed a sigh of relief and slowly poked his head out from behind the couch.

It seemed that the man not far away was finished, and he was lying on the carpet, looking at the ceiling with a comfortable face, and the boss with his mouth open.

The prostitute was lying on her side with her head looking to the left and right.

Oreo just looked away, but he suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and continued to look at the two men.

The nobleman had been in that strange position for a while, and it stands to reason that he should have moved.

Looking at the prostitute again, she was lying on her side at a very tricky angle, and Oreo suspected that she was blocking the view of the arena with her body.

With this in mind, Oreo looked at the nobleman again, and the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a dead man with his throat cut.

“......”

Quickly retracting from the couch, Oreo felt as if he had gone on the wrong set.

After a little to clean up, he climbed to the right side of the couch and looked out.

The assassination continues.

The prostitutes took Pamela as a circle and slaughtered the nobles on the periphery one after another.

Oreo initially thinks they are prostitutes rebelling against this unjust fate, but soon learns that this is a mistaken idea.

Some of these prostitutes are well-trained, and their killing actions are clean and neat, and they are by no means ordinary people.

A prostitute pulled a dagger from under her skirt, and after making a silent gesture, she threw it out and struck a nobleman in the back of the heart.

The prostitute who entertained the nobleman was obviously an outsider, and she opened her mouth wide, but she was reminded first, and she still held back her screams.

Soon, the nobles in the field were killed one by one, leaving only Shukan and Pamela.

The two of them each occupied a large couch, and they were not visible from Oreo's side.

"Pamela!"

Shukan gasped and said, "Isn't your old thing bad?" ”

Pamela said intermittently.

"Fart...... Father...... You can do it for an hour. ”

"Awesome!"

Shukan sighed in admiration, pushed the prostitute in front of him, and took a glass of champagne from the coffee table.

He drank as he looked around.

The prostitutes were scratching their heads, and the hall was very fragrant.

Shukan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the prostitutes blocked his sight, and Shukan casually sat back down.

Behind him, Pamela was still working on the couch, and the prostitute in front of him was moaning pleasantly, but her expression was not as submissive.

While Shukan turned her head, she pulled out a broken glass from under the coffee table, and then put her right hand around Pamela's shoulder, trembling all over.

"Your Excellency...... I...... I ......"

"Little girl."

Pamela grabbed the prostitute by the back of the neck, and she sprinted.

The prostitute was caught with white eyes, and if it were an ordinary person, she would have fainted on the spot.

After a brief moment of panic, the prostitute came to her senses, grabbed Pamela's neck with difficulty, and slashed at Pamela's neck with the broken glass.

Pamela felt only a touch of coldness, and then a series of foams erupted from her mouth.

"You ......"

Sensing something unusual, Shukan quickly stood up, but was soon stabbed in the back of the heart with a dagger, and he fell to his knees on the carpet.

The entire assassination operation lasted no more than ten minutes from beginning to end, and the assassination literacy of this group of "soldiers" is worthy of admiration.

At the end of the operation, the prostitutes quickly got up from the ground, and they picked up their clothes and draped them over their bodies.

Obviously, this was an assassination attempt against Pamela, but he was no longer in power, and Oreo didn't know what the purpose of these people was.

Some of the prostitutes were checking the officers one by one, while others were gathered around Pamela's body, and they searched the area carefully, presumably trying to get some useful information from Pamela.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

The prostitute who killed Pamela said loudly, looking like she was the commander of the operation.

The men are still searching, one of them said.

"That thing is definitely here."

The leader waved his hand and commanded the rest.

"Make some noise, it's too dreary here."

Hearing this, moaning, laughing and scolding spread through the hall again.

Just listening to the sound, I really thought it was a lively and noisy party.

After I don't know how long, a prostitute found something in the mezzanine of the coffee table, she said in surprise.

"Here!"

Soon, the gang uncovered the coffee table and pulled something out of the mezzanine.

Oreo narrowed his eyes, he wanted to get a closer look at what it was, but couldn't see clearly.

Pointing to a group of innocent prostitutes, a soldier whispered.

"What are they going to do?"

The leading woman hesitated for a moment, but said crisply.

"Killed."

Hearing this, the group of innocent prostitutes panicked, and they retreated into the corner, but this did not stop the soldiers from pressing on.

"Rubbing what."

Seeing that his subordinates did not make a move, the leading woman snatched the dagger and walked briskly towards the prostitutes, like a wolf breaking into a flock.

But before she could start killing, a calm voice rang out.

"My lord, the thing has been obtained, there is no need to carry out this senseless killing."

The woman quickly stopped, and held the two daggers up and down in front of her.

She heard Oreo's voice, but found no sign of him.

Looking around, she said warily.

"Who are you?"

"Oreo Pravor."

As he spoke, Oreo patted off the invisibility powder on his body, and he looked polite with a cane in his left hand.

Recognizing Oreo, the prostitutes looked relieved, but they were silent, apparently aware of the urgency of the situation.

Seeing that the woman's face was not good, Oreo explained.

"You can think of me as an agent for these prostitutes, and I have to protect their safety. As for what just happened, I can guarantee that neither I nor the prostitutes present will reveal it, and I believe that you do not want to cause a big disturbance. ”

The woman was silent, as if hesitating.

After a while, she nodded.

"Okay."

Just as she was about to turn to leave, Oreo continued.

"Then even if the deal is established, let's hurry up and set off together."