Keeper Program

The next room is not Charlotte, but another agent named 'The Stranger'.

He knocked on the door.

"Come in." Came an emotionless male voice.

Walking into the room, a mummy-like man covered in bandages was lying on the bed with a beak mask on his face.

The room was spotless, but had a disturbing, sickly sweet smell of rotting apples.

"Hello, senior. Mr. Eaton invites you to the conference room for a meeting."

"Oh well."

A short answer, but the other party did not leave.

Ed was a little puzzled. 'The Stranger' turned his neck slightly, his beak mask couldn't see his expression:

"Anything else?"

"there is none left……"

The other party stopped talking.He had no choice but to bow slightly and exit the room.

Well, the last person who needs to be notified should be Charlotte.Ed went upstairs.

It seems that because it is closest to the sky, the light on the top floor is also brighter.Dim and scattered streamers of light poured down from the frosted glass windows in the hallway, and there were tiny glowing lights suspended in the air.

Here is the third floor, Charlotte's room, her code name is written on the textile door sign:

'Blue Butterfly'.

He knocked lightly on the door with his knuckles, and said in as calm and gentle a voice as possible: "Hello?"

"Is that Mr. Edgar Wyccolo? Come in, please."

A slightly timid whisper came from the door.She was the only one who pronounced Ed's name exactly.

Ed reached out and smoothed the corners of his lips, making it look without any curvature, and slowly pushed the door open.

Passing through the room, the balcony is covered by pure white gauze curtains, the quiet wind flows slowly, and a bitter aroma floats in front of you.

Pots of plants fill the entire space, and the blooming blue hydrangea looks like a cluster of butterflies.It seems that as long as you blow it lightly, it will fly away like bubbles.

Wearing a black cloth robe, a thin and thin girl stood in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, and the boundless sky rising in the east cast a deep and deep shadow on her body.

Charlotte turned around slowly, holding a pair of scissors in both hands, and the juice from the plant pruning dripped down the knife edge.Her eyes were like dull and haggard sapphires, lost in luster and emotion:

"You are Mr. Edgar Wicklow, right? Lord Dillon mentioned you in his letter."

Edburn was afraid to see a hideous slit, but a white cotton mask covered Charlotte's cheeks, making her look like a demure lady.

The nuns of the Green Church.He guessed the identity of the other party, but he still asked knowingly:

"You know Dylan?"

"Yes, I once listened to God's grace under the teaching of Lord Dylan, he is a good man."

nice guy?Half a good guy at best, I guess.Ed thought.

"By the way, Miss Charlotte, Mr. Eaton invites you to the conference room for a meeting."

"Understood." She nodded calmly and politely, "Thank you for the special notice, please allow me to tidy up my clothes."

"Okay, please go ahead."

Ed tactfully closed the door.It seemed that things were not as serious as he thought, and Charlotte seemed to be the most normal of the group of people.

When he went downstairs to report to Eaton, he found that Mr. Eaton had already entered the meeting room.In the lobby, Baiya was the only one left, still looking like he was doing nothing, sitting in front of the bar and pouring himself a drink.

"Why don't you go to the meeting?" He sat down on the chair next to him.

"The Stranger hasn't come yet. It's not too late to go after drinking. Anyway, it's a trivial matter—about you."

Bai Ya shook his wine glass and took a sip.

"Do you often drink alone?"

"No, Anvil and Hound often drink with me. Kraken comes occasionally, but he keeps hiccupping when he drinks. It smells so bad, like a stranded whale carcass exploding."

He raised his little finger and slapped his nose, then suddenly said hypocritically:

"I heard that the anvil troubled you? I should have reminded you, alas..."

"It's not too troublesome. Compared with this, you should remind me about Miss Charlotte." Ed pointed tit for tat.

"Hmph, I guess the detective told you about Lan Die a long time ago." Bai Ya's absurd whitewashed face was full of disapproval, "Anyway, even if he didn't remind you, the sea monster would tell you. He is a warm-hearted man."

Speaking of this, he raised the shaker, fetched a tall glass, and poured Ed a glass:

"Here, this cup will be considered as a compensation for you, so drink it at ease."

Ed glanced at him suspiciously, raised his cup and sniffed for a moment, a strange plant aroma flooded his nostrils.

It wasn't anything weird.He raised his glass and took a sip, so that the other party would not be poisoned in the branch of the Shenzhou Bureau.

"Not bad. What kind of wine is this?"

"Homemade Cocktail - 'Miss Hound'."

"Why is it called that name?"

"Because the ingredients are gin and tonic water. And the flavor ingredient in tonic water is quinine, which sounds a lot like quinine, so we called it that."

Quinine is a malaria treatment derived from the bark of the cinchona tree.Ed stared at the glass and nodded, then asked:

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with the makeup on your face?"

Hearing this, the other party held up his cheeks "charmingly", looked at Ed and said:

"What good can I do by telling you?"

"My friendship?"

"You should know one thing: Friendship is earned, not handed out."

After finishing speaking, Bai Ya drank the remaining wine in the cup in one gulp:

"I don't need the friendship of dead people. As long as you live long enough, you will know sooner or later. Now, I'm going to a meeting. I wish you a long and healthy life."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the conference room with the silent Stranger who staggered downstairs like a zombie.

Ed sat alone at the bar, imitating Shiraya's appearance, gently shaking the special drink in his hand.The light golden wine was swirling in the cup, the aroma was alluring, but he had no intention of drinking it.

It can be seen that most of these people do not reject Ed, but they do not trust him either.

Maybe, I should find a chance to prove it?

About half an hour later, Mr. Eaton was the first to walk out of the meeting room.He didn't directly tell Ed the result of the meeting, but called Ed to the corner first.

"What do you think of them?"

"Hard to say. But I guess I'm going to like this group of people someday."

"As for the matter of directly appointing you as an official agent, the vote has passed. However, the difference between the votes of support and the votes against is not very different."

It's still in Ed's expectation.Needless to say, Quinn and Eaton, Charlotte and Mr. Sea Monster should also support him, so it seems that the possibility of passing the vote is not low.

"Trust is a slow process." Ed continued, "If I can be useful, maybe everyone will change my opinion."

"Oh, yes..." Eaton pondered, "Speaking of this—"

"There is indeed a task right now, and I am afraid that only you can successfully complete it."