"Indeed, it's almost time, let's go back!" Victoria yelled and lifted the basket and began to turn around and send the children to Perfect Town.

After returning to Perfect Town, Xiaoyou, who had hesitated for a long time, suddenly informed Victoria and Lanka of his intentions, "I won't go back to Marseille for the time being, there is still something to do." ”

"Something? Do you want me to accompany you!? Lanka was habitually nervous, hoping that he could help somehow.

But Xiaoyou's retreating smile was already a clear sign of refusal.

So when he walked to the parting place, Lanka also said with concern, "Then you should be careful and come back early." ”

In order not to let Lanka worry too much, Xiaoyou gave him a reassuring smile.

Then he followed Victoria towards the center of the Perfect Market, looking hurried.

In fact, this decision was made secretly after reading Mrs. Dunlop's scrolls.

She always felt that that sentence was not so simple, and the real truth hidden behind that sentence was probably only known to Mrs. Dunlop.

Everyone is working hard, and she doesn't want to slack off, so she must try to do something.

"What, do you want to come home with me?" Victoria, who had a blank face, saw that Xiaoyou had been following her, and asked casually.

Xiao Yu shook his head, "No, I-"

Victoria was relieved, "I'm afraid I already know. ”

She looked at Victoria, she hadn't said anything, what did she know?

"In short, just stick to what you want to do and finish it." Victoria said it seemed consciously or unconsciously, although it was none of her business, but there was a color in her eyes that no one else could detect.

"Come on, you're a great girl."

Yu stopped, and Victoria continued towards her residence.

Looking sideways at her honest back, there was a slight touch in her heart, and Xiaoyou couldn't help but show a sweet smile.

"Thank you, Lady Victoria."

Although she has a bad temper, she has a very kind side in her heart, and it is difficult for people not to have a good impression of her.

After adjusting his breathing again, and recalling the words written by Mrs. Dunlop in his heart, Xiaoyou turned around calmly and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

The wooden door opened lightly, and the faint fragrance of ancient wood came to the room, and the red dress that appeared in front of me under the dark shadow was dazzling.

The old lady glanced at the girl at the door, and said painlessly, "You guys are here again?" ”

She didn't seem to have hope at all, but this time she didn't push the door, but left slowly, just waiting for Xiaoyou to go in by herself.

"It's not us, it's me." Xiao You walked into the room gently, and then gently closed the wooden door.

The house in which Mrs. Dunlop lived was still so neat and comfortable, but it was also very old and classic, as if it had suddenly returned to the old century.

Mrs. Dunlop lifted her reading glasses, sat down on the sofa leisurely, and picked up the book with a serious look.

"What's the matter?" She didn't care how many people came, and the result was the same anyway.

"I'm here today to ask you about the Black Arts case thirty years ago, and you're the one in the know, right? I'm afraid it's been obscured by some kind of information, but I think you must know something, about the truth. ”

In the soft light, Xiao You's determined amber eyes and her powerful words made Mrs. Dunlop put down her book suddenly.

It is not difficult to find a faint excitement on the old face, as if the long-dormant story is about to be overturned.

In her sharp eyes, a look of affirmation immediately appeared for the girl in front of her, "It seems that I underestimated you!" Girl. ”

Mrs. Dunlop stood up and invited her to take a seat, her attitude markedly different from before.