Operation Red Book

"I don't care whether you are missing arms, legs or hair by then!"

"Ms. Bell, do you really not know Ms. Beatrice de Poppa?"

Joshua was very well behaved this time, waiting for Bell to finish venting his threats before asking his questions.

"I said I don't know him. I've never heard of this person."

"She has long black curly hair, tanned skin, and is from Colombia. She said you two were once very good friends."

Bell tilted his head and bit his index finger, his eyebrows almost twisted into a rope.

"I described it to her once, and she was like that too. Maybe she really didn't know him."

Moriarty touched the big bump on Joshua's head and answered softly.

"Humph!" Jacob snorted disdainfully.

"Didn't that witch say at first that she was from Ireland? But the Irish specialties she brought were actually blood sausage and corn flakes!"

He pointed at the package in the corner. The wooden yellow bag leaned against the darkness, revealing sections of dark red.

"Blood sausage! Corn flakes! Those are my favorite foods!"

Bell's voice suddenly became joyful, and she jumped over and took the package.

The smell of blood sausage was so unbearable that Moriarty wrinkled his nose and Alexander rushed to the door.

"Is it true that mangosteen cannot eat fine bran? Is that so exaggerated?" Bell rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Well... it still tastes the same as before!"

"The original taste?" Moriarty reacted very quickly and quickly grasped the key words in the sentence.

Beatrice's ridiculous remarks were also lingering in my ears: "It's a family secret recipe. My grandmother's aunt stole it from the grandfather of a Frenchman's Brazilian wife!"

Joshua also reacted: "Ms. Bell, do you like the taste of blood sausage?"

After getting Bell's affirmation, Moriarty and Joshua sat up straight at the same time.

"Bell, where did you eat the blood sausage before? Who made it for you?"

"Where did you eat it? It was a long time ago." Bell thought while chewing the blood sausage.

"It should be when I was studying in California... Who did it for me? It should be that person..."

"that person?"

Joshua followed up on Bell's question: "The man you went to Mexico to find?"

"Mexican?" Moriarty followed up on Joshua's words, "There are tortilla chips under the blood sausage."

"Hmm?" Bell rummaged under the package, and when she saw the beige color, her brows immediately relaxed.

"That person has been to SCO? Have you met each other?"

Bell asked happily, a smile blooming on her face, like a little angel who had just come to the world.

"I have been here, I have." But Moriarty could not laugh.

"Did you personally give that man the address of Johns' newspaper?" Joshua asked.

"How is that possible? I have never told anyone the location of SCO. I have never even met that person..."

Joshua and Moriarty exchanged glances, and even Thomas and Jacob figured out the situation.

"Ms. Bell, that person is Beatrice de Poppa, and I'm sorry to tell you that she is not a good person."

Joshua looked into Bell's eyes and spoke word by word.

A shrill cat cry was heard outside the window, and the night wind opened the window of Johns' newspaper office.

A cool breeze blew in, and the temperature, which had risen with great difficulty, immediately dropped.

Thomas shuddered violently and shrank back into Bell's rigid arms.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Bell's eyes were dull.

"I don't understand why you rushed to Mexico so hastily and why you don't remember anything except blood sausage and Mexico," Jacob said sarcastically.

"This is getting too complicated, let's ask you a few questions first, okay?"

Moriarty suppressed his smile and spoke seriously to Bell.

"First of all, who is that person in your impression?"

"That person is a very powerful wizard, skilled in dark magic and well-versed in spells."

"How did you meet that person?"

"I don't remember. We didn't keep in touch often... um... I just remember that person told me that he wanted to open the world's best magic props store. If you want to find it, go to Mexico."

"Is the man who made your blood sausage the same one from Mexico?"

"Is... isn't... should be... could be... tsk, is it?"

"What is your relationship with the person who made your blood sausage?"

"She was my classmate. I studied at the Stry Wizarding Academy in California for three years. She? He? Often made blood sausage for me... I only remember the taste of the blood sausage."

"Don't you remember these two people? What they look like, how they met, what their names are, and even... their gender?"

Moriarty frowned deeply, crossed his arms, and gently touched his right cheek with his fingers.

"I..." Bell's expression was solemn, her eyes turned upwards, her face full of doubts.

"I don't know, I've never thought about it, I don't know why I've never thought about it, I don't know why I don't know..."

The men were silent, and Bell had no expression on his face. His slightly furrowed brows seemed to have given the answer.

The man in Mexico, the wizard classmate in California, and the witch who broke into SCO are all the same person - Beatrice de Popa.

"Before the first world melted, the witch conjured up a magic wand with golden light and purple crystal."

Joshua tried to keep his tired eyes open and recounted his experiences in the conscious world.

"The light from the magic wand hit me, and I woke up in the second world, where I met the witch. She humiliated me, tortured me, and provoked the relationship between me and Ivy..."

"No wonder, no wonder!"

Bell hugged Joshua's head distressedly, which made Joshua a little puzzled.

"No wonder you were injured so badly."

Joshua touched his head. His head was numb now, which was of course thanks to Bell's tray.

"Except for Alexander, there is a large pool of water under everyone else, and there is a large pool of blood under you."

"I'm scared. You scared me... Compared to the others, you're already bruised and battered. The chains on your body are like the snakes on Medusa's head, constantly wriggling and tightening."

Bell hugged Joshua again, leaving only his pair of dull and dazed eyes exposed.

"I immediately gave you a potion to cheer you up, and then I used the transmission crystal to ask Senior about it."

"He directed me to Hilda's weapons room. When I returned with the weapon, the purple crystal had already started to spin at a very high speed."

“At the same time, the chains began to loosen, and the black mist in the room swayed like a willow tree, making a sound like a landslide.”

"The chains on your bodies began to move rapidly, like a group of swiftly swimming pythons... Time waits for no one, I quickly chanted a spell to cut the chains."

"The moment the chain and the purple crystal broke, large amounts of water suddenly flowed down your bodies, and then you all fell straight down from mid-air."

"The amethyst was spinning faster and faster, and the broken chain turned into golden light and disappeared along with the crystal. The whole process took no more than a minute."

Bell explained the situation to everyone, with half of his face pressed against Joshua's head.

"Joshua was the most seriously injured. He choked on a mouthful of water and was almost beyond saving! My little darling!"

Joshua looked up blankly and felt a dull pain on his head. It was the big bump caused by Bell.

"Tsk! To humiliate you? To torture you?"

Jacob tutted disdainfully and looked at Joshua with eyes full of disgust.

"That witch is so impure and unclean, she is no different from the devil in hell. Her loss of virginity in the conscious world is also a blasphemy against God!"

"She just beat me up, that's all, she wanted to sow discord between me and classmate Ivy..."

"So you also had an affair with that evil woman named 'Ivy'! Oh God! Look at your people! No, you must confess your sins to the merciful Father in Heaven!"

"There's porn next to the Bible on your desk," Joshua said calmly.

"Ah——" Jacob crawled to his desk on his hands and knees, "I'm going to chop off her head with the holy sword!"