"Don’t try that with , I’ve heard that as long as you pay, you can do anything!" The woman seed to have been overwheld by anger.
"No, no, you must have heard wrong, we absolutely do not commit cris. Regarding your current situation, we have two solutions for you to choose from."
"First, we’ll make that young man see reason, cut off ties with that woman outside, and ensure he loves only you wholeheartedly."
"Second, let the guy who wronged you reap what he’s sown; he’ll personally kill the woman outside, and we’ll make sure he’s punished by law." The man’s tone was calm, carrying a sense of unquestionable authority.
After a mont of silence, the woman couldn’t help but ask, "Can you really make him change his mind and nd his ways?"
"Of course, we are professionals, and I guarantee that in his lifeti, he will love only you, you are his one and only, no woman or any ans will ever attract him again."
Receiving a definite answer, the woman’s breathing beca rapid, "I... I’m willing to give him another chance, I’ll choose the first option. Tell , what are the conditions."
"Agree to the paynt, and after the deed is done, of the property that the heartless man tricked from you, we split it 70:30." The man quoted decisively.
"30%! Are you crazy?" The woman suddenly stood up, the recording captured the sound of chairs and tables colliding.
"Haha, you’ve misunderstood, miss. You are the 30, we split it 70:30." The man enunciated each word clearly.
The scene plunged into dead silence, with only heavy breathing heard in the recording.
"Miss, it seems you haven’t made a decision, maybe forget about it, you don’t love him that much." The man sighed.
"No, I love him, 70:30 it is, but... you must keep your word!"
"You promised he would love , forever only love !" The woman was emotionally agitated.
"Of course, love is a spell, we will sow it for him personally, miss, I believe that young man will undoubtedly love you to death."
"But I must remind you, his love for you will be very intense, more than you might expect, and this might... cause you a little trouble." The man’s tone held an imperceptible hint of a strange smile.
But, overwheld by love, the woman didn’t care about this at all, she imdiately agreed and requested to sign the contract with the man on the spot.
The recording ended here.
At this mont, Yang Xiao’s expression beca heavy, he realized this was not a simple detective agency, the fellows running this agency were like them, Angel Envoys bearing Magic Artifacts.
Especially the phrase, love is a spell, we will sow it for him personally, sounded quite different to Yang Xiao’s ears.
"Curse Technique..." Watanabe Gou’s expression changed slightly, "This guy is a Curse Technique-type Angel Envoy, he’s using his ability to curse the heartless man."
For Yang Xiao, who had personally experienced Curse Techniques, he knew the power of such things well. In the recording, the man had "kindly" reminded that the "repentant" man would love the woman extrely crazily.
Such Curse Techniques are uncontrollable, Yang Xiao guessed the woman’s fate wouldn’t be good, and when the curse completely spiraled out of control, she might be cruelly killed by the man who supposedly loved her to death.
It seems this detective agency is a shady business, only focused on fulfilling wishes without considering consequences.
More shockingly, there was more than one segnt in the recording, indicating that similar incidents had occurred multiple tis.
Yet oddly, Yang Xiao listened for a long ti without finding any case related to the subway incident or the subway station. The dimly lit station depicted on the script box was the key to this mission.
Shortly after, there was a sound of slightly hurried footsteps in the hallway outside, then the door was pushed open, and Ogawa Haruka and the other two rushed in.
"Soone’s here, we have a visitor, Teacher Yuanda told us to report back and let you prepare in advance." Ogawa Haruka said urgently.
"It’s a girl, looks like a student. She said she heard from outside that our agency can solve difficult cases, and she has a case to entrust to us." Compared to Ogawa Haruka, the journalist Mimura Kaori was much more composed, laying out the situation clearly the mont she spoke.
In less than two minutes, the agency’s door was pushed open again, and this ti Yang Xiao and the others saw the ntioned girl.
The girl had an oval-shaped face, slightly pointed chin, cheeks with so baby fat, and light brown eyes, giving her a timid appearance.
Yang Xiao observed the girl up and down, examining her features, a habit he had ford.
Her top was a dark navy western-style uniform blazer, under it was a cream-colored round-neck shirt, paired with a burgundy checkered ribbon.
The bottom was a matching dark navy pleated skirt, paired with light-colored over-the-knee socks, and she wore black round-toe leather shoes with a short-strapped backpack on her back.
It’s a very standard Japanese female high school student outfit, but there were so inexplicable stains on the girl, as if she had fallen not long ago.
"Don’t be nervous, sit down and speak slowly, you have a problem and need our help, right?"
As a true professional, the private detective Watanabe Gou naturally took on the responsibility of receiving her.
He deliberately avoided using terms like case or entrustnt, which are professional and harsh, to keep the girl calm and not panicked.
Under the group’s reassurance, the girl sat on the chair across the table, and Ogawa Haruka thoughtfully served her a cup of warm water.
The girl’s hands cradled the paper cup, as if absorbing its warmth, Yang Xiao gave a signal to disperse the others surrounding the girl, they needed a comfortable communication environnt.
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