Chapter 362

The villa, which was used for lunch and birthday gift occasions, was still ridiculously large. The door was open, and the hall on the first floor was arranged like a banquet as usual for guests to have meals and communicate.

Although it has only been less than a day, Lin Jie is already familiar with this process, and he is beginning to feel a little bored and bored.

After all, there is only one thing that needs to be done, and that is to communicate, communicate and communicate.

It is conceivable that the same thing was repeated for the next three days.

Even Lin Jie basically relies on his words for a living, and is usually willing to communicate, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to do repetitive work non-stop for three full days.

Most of this communication is ineffective, full of various lengthy diplomatic rhetoric, enough to make people's minds swell.

And judging from the current situation, it will take some time for these people to get rid of the shadow of yesterday and come to them on their own initiative... Lin Jie can't guess how long it will take.

Fortunately, there are at least delicious food and three new customers to comfort Boss Lin's slightly bored heart.

Lin Jie originally thought so.

And when you step through the door, you are ready to meet those meaningless voices filling your ears again, as well as a variety of delicious food.

"Dear Mr. Lin, hello, please stop for a while."

Standing by the door, a white-haired old man in a brown vest, a white shirt, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and made a respectful gesture of interception.

Lin Jie stopped, he was already familiar with this face, because this old man was the old housekeeper of A16 Manor.

When walking on the road before, I could always see him commanding the attendants.

Lin Jie also asked politely: "So it's the housekeeper, do you need help with anything?"

The old housekeeper looked at the smile, and his forehead suddenly felt cold sweat: "No, I don't dare to bother you, it's just that the eldest lady told me that if I see you, I will take you to the side hall, and I hope I can invite you to have lunch with me."

"Oh……"

Lin Jie suddenly realized that Miss Ji sent someone to wait here.

I'm afraid he has also taken into account the fact that he will feel bored... He is really considerate. It is in stark contrast to the Miss Ji who killed the scumbags in my impression. It can be regarded as "a tiger in my heart, and I sniff the roses carefully". up.

"I'm interested." Lin Jie nodded, "Since it's Miss Ji's invitation, of course I have to go."

The old butler made a gesture of invitation, and pointed to the corridor on the other side: "This way please, I'll show you the way—err, but the few who are with you..."

Lin Jie saw the embarrassment on the old housekeeper's face, and thought that Miss Ji might tell him some more private things, such as the emotional injury she suffered because of the scumbag back then, and it was really not suitable for others to be present.

So he turned his head and said, "The two of you stay here first, just waiting for Charlotte to come back. It will be embarrassing if no one can be found. You can wait to tell her and have a good chat with her by the way."

Greg and Fitch looked at each other. Although they didn't want to be interfered with, Lin Jie had no choice but to agree.

"Have a nice lunch, and remember to give my regards to Charlotte."

Lin Jie smiled and waved his hands to watch them enter the hall first. It was a good idea to let the two of them have a chat before thinking, how long did it take to get along so harmoniously, turned his head and politely said: "Trouble."

The old butler wiped off his sweat and said quickly, "No trouble, no trouble, it's my honor to serve you."

After speaking, he buried his head in the front and led the way, leading Lin Jie along the corridor to the side hall on the first floor of the villa.

...

Not long after Lin Jie walked away.

Greg and Fitch walked into the hall, but they didn't walk into the crowd. Instead, they found a seat at the corner near the entrance of the hall.

After all, they have no intention of chatting with others at all now. Boss Lin asked them to wait here for Charlotte. Naturally, they had to choose the most suitable position so that Charlotte could see them all at once.

However, after the two sat down, there was no communication. The information to be said has been finished this morning, and the two still look at each other with disgust. It's just that there is no tit-for-tat confrontation before, and there is nothing to talk about. of.

Greg set up a small magic barrier, took out the communicator, and began to report the current situation to the Secret Ritual Tower.

"What - a god-level that has not been recorded?! Are you sure the information is true?! We didn't see any abnormal phenomena, and there was no fluctuation in the ether monitor of the Truth Society..."

Winston's reaction was about as shocked as Greg had expected.

It was also about the same as himself at the time.

"I'm sure it's true, and you can only choose to believe that all of this is what I saw with my own eyes, and there are two other witnesses who can prove that you can't observe her because she has mastered the laws of time. Reversed time, back to the original point in time."

"Except for those who experienced all this personally, everyone else has been reset over time and lost relevant memories."

"Also, Fei Qi, who was the experimental product of the Road of Fire Sword, who I asked you to investigate last night, obtained some very important information under Boss Lin's intervention..."

"Fitch?"

"Well, it's almost like this..." Greg recounted the fact that Fitch accidentally obtained part of the god-level memory, and recounted the information he got from Fitch: "There are ten people on the Road of the Fire Sword. The gods are co-leaders, but they do not have a deep cooperative relationship with each other, and they may not even know each other's existence, so there is a situation where the source cannot be found. The names are used as code names, respectively... and this so-called 'angel' comes from a book from the lower city, and they control far more areas than we have investigated..."

Winston's tone sank: "Keep talking."

Greg continued: "What we have been unable to find is that the organization that provided Fitch's potion is the dark elf elders who control the Ash Chamber of Commerce."

Winston subconsciously blurted out: "Impossible! From the infighting between Qi Li and Congreve, it can be seen that the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce is also the target of the Road of Fire Sword. If their elders have been mastered by the Road of Fire Sword , how could it be necessary to train an inner ghost?"

Greg shook his head: "Chief Knight, you forgot what I just said - Road of Fire Sword does not have a deep cooperative relationship with each other, and may not even know the existence of the other party."

Winston found it extremely absurd: "You mean...the Fire Sword Road that controls the Ash Chamber of Commerce belongs to one of the 'angels', while the one trying to break into it and instigate Congreve's rebellion belongs to another? Hell, this What kind of……"

Under the sun, how can there be such an "organization"?