Operation Red Book

"Bang! Bang!"

An angular glass trophy flew past Joshua's ear and hit the wall in front of him.

His heart and pupils suddenly contracted, and the strong impact made Joshua scream.

The glass trophy did not break, but only left a small dent on the white wall, and such dents were all over the wall.

"Aha……"

Joshua was sweating in his heart. He stood up from the pile of documents and looked helplessly at Dorian, whose eyes had turned red.

Dorian hooked his legs and sat on the soft sofa. The trophy flew up out of thin air and slowly floated back into Dorian's hand.

Dorian blew on the broken corners, and one corner of his mouth curled up, looking very rebellious.

"Master Dorian, could you please stop? This is the twentieth time."

"19 times. I remember it clearly."

"I'm looking for clues. Could you please stay quiet and wait for Miss Grace and Ms. Maggie to come back?" Joshua's tone was rarely annoyed.

His brows were furrowed. Seeing the trophy flying towards his forehead again, Joshua squatted down subconsciously and fell to the ground.

"Don't talk to me like that. I am the noble Lord Dorian."

Dorian reached out to catch the flying trophy, leaving scratches on it with his black nails.

Joshua sighed heavily, no longer paying attention to the arrogant man in front of him, and stood up to straighten the letters beside him.

"It took so long to find these broken letters. What can you find out?"

Dorian threw the trophy upward, and a heavy, muffled thud filled the room.

“I can see a lot.” Joshua replied slowly.

"This wall is full of honors Mr. Morris has received, photos of him with high-ranking officials and nobles, and even silhouettes of himself in newspaper reports. These medals are spotless, and it seems that he cleans them regularly."

Dorian suppressed his smile, put his tongue on his cheek, and looked like a dandy boy.

He frowned and said impatiently, "So?"

"So, we can infer that Mr. Morris is a person with extensive personal connections, high social status, and great ability to win people's hearts."

"It can also be said that he is a hypocritical, money-hungry, calculating and extremely self-centered person."

“Also, here’s a photo of him with the children from the welfare home.” Joshua pointed to the box in the lower left corner.

"It's a very inconspicuous location, and it's covered with dust, while the most eye-catching location..."

Joshua pointed to the group photo in the middle. There were four people in the black and white photo.

The big-bellied man on the far right is obviously Mr. Morris. The faces of the three people on the left cannot be seen clearly. One can only vaguely tell that one is dressed in military uniform, one is dressed in formal court attire, and the man next to Morris is wearing an ordinary British suit. There is nothing special about it.

"Isn't the biggest trophy the most eye-catching?" Dorian tilted his head and said casually.

“When you walk into the room, of course the golden trophy is the most eye-catching; but when you look closer, the photo is located in the center of the wooden cabinet.”

"If you look closely, this photo is much older and more exposed than the other group photos. Dean Morris is reluctant to throw it away. It seems that he really likes it."

"There is something wrong with this photo. We need to pay special attention to it. I always feel that there are many unknown secrets behind Dean Morris."

Joshua spoke out his guess in one breath. He adjusted his black-framed glasses and stared at the photo frame intently, trying to remember all the details.

Less than ten seconds later, Joshua turned and walked towards the pile of letters he had laid out. He placed three sheets of letter paper neatly on the table and began to read them carefully, occasionally writing and drawing on the paper with a pen.

Dorian looked at his serious expression, and his devilish habits came out again.

He slowly raised the trophy in his hand, aimed at Joshua's glasses, and shook it gently.

"Are you a member of Golden Hell?"

Joshua spoke faintly, abruptly stopping Dorian's preparations.

Dorian narrowed his narrow eyes, and murderous intent gathered in his red pupils.

"what are you saying?"

"You wanted to kill me. You wanted to lure me over and kill me when you kidnapped Ivy a few days ago."

"I've just arrived in London not long ago, and the only one who wants to kill me is Golden Hell. Your purpose is so obvious that it's hard for me not to doubt your identity."

Joshua raised his eyes to look at Dorian, his brown eyes no longer dull, but shining with determination.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. What Golden Hell... I have never heard of it. I am just a demon hiding in the human world, eating souls for fun. I have no interest in you."

Dorian said just as firmly, their eyes met, sparks of intense excitement flying in the small space.

This went on for a long time. Suddenly, Joshua slapped his head and said something confusing:

"Ah! I see, you like Ivy-san!"

"What? You...why!"

Dorian was stung by his words, and his eyes suddenly widened, and his red pupils turned back to olive color.

"Then everything makes sense! You investigated the people around Ivy and forced her to sign a contract with you under the pretext of killing me. In fact, you were looking for an excuse to get along with her so that you would have the opportunity to be with the person you like."

Dorian looked into Joshua's brown eyes. The light shining in them was no longer firm and questioning, but bright clarity and thick stupidity.

"No wonder, no wonder you always disturb me when I'm looking for clues, it's because you're jealous that Ivy and I have been together longer than you have."

"The trophy didn't hit my head in the 20 times you threw it at me. You just wanted to teach me a lesson, not to kill me!"

Joshua became more and more excited as he spoke, and he was convinced of his own inference. Dorian wanted to deny and refute, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Joshua suppressed the syllables he had just uttered, shook his head and explained:

"Don't worry, Ivy and I are siblings from a reconstituted family. We are just partners at best and won't cross any unnecessary boundaries."

"Student Ivy is the most popular in school. She is beautiful and has a good personality. As long as you don't make her angry, she will share the delicious meals she cooks. There are many boys in our school who like her. You have to seize the opportunity..."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Dorian interrupted Joshua's chatter with a red face. He stood up and slammed his hands on the desk.

He frowned, smiled, and gritted his teeth as he said, "It's like this, please keep it a secret for me and don't tell anyone, okay?"

"But it's OK if you like her. If you like her, you have to protect her. Forget about getting married. Marrying a devil is not a good choice..."

"Enough, enough, read the letter... read the letter!"