Beckland, Hilston, in a house with stables and gardens.

Zilingers, with his distinctive wide chin and dark green eyes, glanced at the unconscious man on the ground, stripped off his clothes, and replaced them with himself.

Immediately afterward, he walked leisurely to the dressing mirror, watching the black glove in his left hand squirm like digestion, and watching many twisted lines emerge on its back.

After a few seconds, Zilingers saw himself in the mirror shimmer, and his muscles, skin, and bones all changed strangely.

It didn't take long for him to become the man on the ground, no matter the height, looks, or temperament, they were exactly the same!

A firm nose, sparse eyebrows, slightly droopy cheeks, and pale blue eyes...... Ziringers looked at himself in the mirror and looked up and down several times, confirming that there was no difference between him and the unconscious man.

After gesturing a few of the other party's habitual movements, he bent down and dragged the man on the ground aside and stuffed it into the closet.

Then, he reached forward with his right hand and snapped the other's neck.

Pulling out his handkerchief and wiping his palm, Zilingers pulled the door to the closet.

He slowly returned to the mirror, put on a black double-breasted gown, tied his bow tie, and then picked up a bottle of amber perfume, dropped a few drops on his wrist, and wiped it on different parts of his body.

Looking in the mirror and combing his hair, Zilingers walked out of the door, closed his hands casually, and said to the butler who was waiting outside:

"Don't let anyone into my room, there are important items in it."

"Yes, Baron Gramil!" The mottled butler put his hands on his chest and bowed, "Your carriage and accompanying servants are waiting for you downstairs, and Duke Negan's invitation is there." ”

Keeping his baronial demeanor, Ziringos bowed his head slightly, and walked arrogantly to the staircase, accompanied by the butler.

His heart was full of confidence in this assassination operation, and he felt that the legendary mysterious card was getting closer and closer to him.

......

On the other side, inside a house in the Hilston district.

Stop. Dilcha collapsed on the couch bored, and she looked at Furth, who was quietly reading a novel, and forcibly found a topic.

Because she felt that if she didn't say anything, she would go crazy with boredom.

She asked Forth:

"What do you think, Miss Audrey, why are we being silent these days? Did she find out what Chillingers was up to? ”

After entrusting Gawain to help them call the police, the police department's response did not surprise them, and directly transferred the case to the "substitute punishment" team.

At this time, Miss Audrey also sent a message, advising them to remain silent and wait for her news.

After a day of gestation, the news of "Lieutenant General Hurricane" Zillingers infiltrating Beckland spread to various "law enforcement squads".

Hugh and Foirth also heeded Miss Audrey's advice, and stayed at home for the past two days and did not go out much.

Furth glanced at Hugh and replied unhurriedly:

"Since Miss Audrey told us not to act rashly, it means that she probably has some key information on her side.

"So, maybe it won't be long before there is new news, we just have to be patient."

Hugh clasped his hands on his knees, looked at the windowsill and said:

"I'm just worried that the information we've been investigating during this time won't be of much value to Miss Audrey, and she might not pay us much because of it."

"In that case, I don't know when I'll be promoted to Sequence 8, let alone Sequence 6, Sequence 5......"

She paused for a few seconds, then whispered in a daze:

"I don't know when we'll get back what belongs to our family...... I haven't seen my brother in almost a year......"

Furth smiled with relief:

"When you've fulfilled your wish, allow me to write a story about your experience, which will be very exciting and interesting.

"Well, actually, I think that with Miss Audrey's generosity, even if the matter ends like this, she will give us a big bounty, after all, we have been busy for so long, after all, we let Ziringus show up."

"I hope so...... Hey, why can't I have adventures? Hugh grabbed his shoulder-length blonde hair.

Furth frowned slightly and said:

"In the transcendent world, adventures are often accompanied by danger, and I still don't know what the whispers that will appear during the full moon represent, whether they will cause any bad changes, hehe, adventures without danger also exist, but they are very, very rare, and your wishes are really difficult to fulfill.

Unless we can get the favor of an orthodox deity, or the gaze of a friendly hidden being, it is difficult to tell if this is a disguise of an evil god or a demon. ”

Hugh straightened his back and drew a crimson moon on his chest:

"May the Goddess bless me!"

…………

Inside Duke Negan's mansion in Queens Beckland, a grand ball is underway.

It is divided into two parts, one is the dancing hall, which is located on the ground floor, paved with ornate stone slabs with intricate carvings, and in the corner there is a fine band belonging to the duke.

Up the stairs of the hall is a circular cloister on the second floor, where guests stand in front of the railing with their glasses in hand, looking down at the dancing below, similar to the fencing action from the stands.

Every now and then a gentleman would come up to the young lady or lady and invite them to dance, and if they were allowed to do so, they would walk down the stairs and into the hall.

On the other side of the cloister, not close to the hall, there are doors one after another, and the back is basically the guest lounge.

But behind the opposite door is a corridor flanked by different plaster statues, all of which belonged to the ancestors of the Negan family.

At the end of the way, you will find another part of the ball, which is also a hall with long tables with a variety of food and wine, and another band belonging to the Duke playing melodious and relaxing music for the guests.

In this hall, guests gather in groups of three or five, sitting or standing to exchange various things, and those who want to escape the hustle and bustle for a short time enter the balconies attached to the hall to look out at the scenery in the garden and the red moon in the sky.

Audrey stood quietly in front of the railing on the second floor, watching the guests who had arrived in the hall.

At her instruction, Susie slipped away to an inconspicuous corner on the other side.

It squatted there, dressed in a golden retriever that blended perfectly into the gorgeous golden background around it, making it look unremarkable.

Moreover, with Audrey's arrangement, Susie's vision just complements her, allowing them to observe everyone in the entire hall.

For the sake of her father's safety, Audrey actually learned to use intersecting vision to observe.

Perhaps, this is the great power of family affection.