Operation Red Book

"So you just want to kill us." Moriarty smiled with relief.

He pulled out the dagger from his sleeve and pinched the end between two fingers.

With a slight force of his right hand, the short sword instantly turned into a long, sharp blade.

"No no no!"

The witch smiled cunningly, waved her hand, and Moriarty's sharp blade disappeared in the blink of an eye, and appeared in the black cat's mouth the next moment.

The black cat made a threatening "wooo" sound at Moriarty, then turned around and jumped off the window sill, disappearing into the night in an instant.

Joshua looked at Moriarty's empty cuffs and swallowed. He once again felt the power of his enemy.

There were beads of sweat on his palms, and he gripped the lightsaber a little tighter.

"My goal is far more than just killing you... My kitten works so hard, and as its owner, I must set an example for it and realize my dream wholeheartedly in Mexico."

"To open a magic tool store that ranks number one in the world, you must have your own signature products, and you must convince your peers."

"It's very difficult. You don't know how hard it is to get the crystal stone on Ursol's horn. My boss is a demon who doesn't want to deal with people. I can't expect him to help me with some connections in the underworld..."

"It was so difficult. It took me five years to get this treasure!"

Beatrice grinned through her thick red lips, and the sound that came out of her teeth was so sharp that it trembled, and her evil tone became out of control.

"Hahaha! First of all, I want to thank my boss. It was he who invited me to join Hell's great plan..."

"Secondly, I want to thank Lord Uriel, the ruler of the underworld. It was he who raised the savage beast Ursol, so that I could obtain such a treasure in the world!"

"Finally... at the very end! Bell... Bell Cruz, my dear... my dear Bell ahahahaha!"

"For nearly seven years, I spent all my time thinking about how to torture you... Whenever I think of you, my hatred will burn my entire head until I make up my mind and continue to pursue my dream!"

The witch stretched out her long arms, and laughed loudly toward the sky. Her laughter was so wanton, so crazy, and so mad that it made the whole building shake.

"Ms. Bell didn't mean to fail to notice you!"

Joshua interrupted the witch's laughter loudly, and Bell's puzzled expression appeared in his peripheral vision.

"Until now! Ms. Bell doesn't have you in her memory, she doesn't see you, and she doesn't hear you! She didn't see you from the beginning. Hasn't she been able to make you figure it out in a year?"

The witch tilted her head, and the look she shot at Joshua seemed to be filled with countless flaming knife shadows.

"Are you...are you provoking me?"

"I'm just stating the objective facts." Joshua took a few deep breaths.

"She can't see you, she can't hear you, and you are not in her memory. She didn't simply forget you, but... but..."

Joshua stumbled a few times. The thread of things was already forming in his mind, but he just couldn't get to the point.

"But... you, you can't appear in her life..."

The witch's expression became even uglier, her nails slowly grew longer, and black mist extended from the wizard's hat, spreading over the entire figure by the window.

"I don't understand your wizard's magic, but I personally think that Bell is most likely under a spell."

Moriarty also stood closer to the black fog, he straightened his chest and blocked Joshua behind him.

"Something like forgetfulness magic, or a related potion... In short, these irresistible factors have erased you from her cognition."

"I know! I know! There is a potion that can do that!" Bell replied excitedly when mentioning the potion.

"The highest level forgetfulness potion, also known as 'Moonlight Goldfish', is a forbidden drug passed down from ancient times. Drinking the potion with the other person's eyelashes will make that person completely disappear from your memory."

"Now that I know you're a Potions genius that everyone admires, can you please shut up for now?"

Beatrice said impatiently, her tone no different from that of an American high school student.

"There is a spell that can also work, the highest level forgetfulness spell. I use it very easily. If it hits the opponent, it can make the caster completely disappear from the opponent's memory."

"Neither of them," Moriarty said flatly.

"All you said was just to erase it from her memory, but Belle's current situation is that you will not appear in her life at all. Not even a trace of you will appear... Do you understand?"

"No, that's not right." Joshua quickly replied, "There are traces, there are traces!"

Beatrice's face slowly returned to normal, and her eyes, no longer emitting black mist, were as bright as amber.

"Blood sausage, Mexico, magic tool store... I'm very familiar with them, as if I've known them since birth." Bell said vaguely.

"Yes, there is still a connection between you. Do you know the Rule of Six? Pick two people at random on Earth, and the connection between them will definitely not exceed six people."

Joshua grabbed Bell's wrist and took a step forward, his flaxen eyes sparkling in the light.

The two witches froze in place upon hearing this, as if they were shocked by this immature young man.

"Everything in the universe is inextricably linked. The lives of both of you have become intertwined. I still believe that Miss Popa's existence cannot be completely erased by mysterious forces." Joshua continued.

"But I really don't know what you are talking about..." Bell interrupted.

"If there is, it's just that you haven't remembered it yet. Let Ms. Bell see you, let Ms. Bell remember you, and resolve the knots and misunderstandings between each other."

"In this way, there will be no bloodshed and killing, and everyone will be happy, right?"

Joshua looked at the two witches, one black and one white, and his eyes and words were as innocent as his.

"Everyone is happy?"

Beatrice narrowed her cat-like eyes, her tone full of sarcasm and annoyance.

"If I kill Bell Cruz, my hatred will be relieved. If I kill you, my boss's hatred will also be relieved. Isn't it the same and everyone is happy?"

Joshua's mouth suddenly fell: "That's not what I meant..."

"Madam, I think that if you simply kill Bell, the hatred in your heart will not disappear. It will always be with you and become your nightmare and haunting..."

Moriarty nodded, looking very determined, which made the others panic, especially Beatrice.

"Why? Give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll be the first to kill you to claim the credit!"

"You don't know why Bell suddenly left you, right?"

Moriarty pointed out the problem directly, and Joshua heard Beatrice gasp.

"You spent a year following Belle, who turned a blind eye to you, just to say a word to her; during the years of struggling to run your business in Mexico, you thought about Belle, longed for Belle, and your goal was also Belle..."

"Of course, I hate her and I want to kill her..."

"No." Moriarty said firmly, "You came here for this meeting with her."

Beatrice's breathing became heavier, she lowered her eyes, and sadness and crystal tears ran down her cheeks.

"If you really wanted to kill Belle, why didn't you kill her in the past few years? Why didn't you kill her during the days you came to London? You took great pains to find Belle, but when she was traveling, you arrested the people around her to vent your anger..."

Moriarty calmly spoke out what Beatrice was thinking, his voice as calm as usual.

"Because you don't dare. Not to mention that you don't dare to kill her, you don't even dare to approach her and talk to her. If it weren't for Joshua's words, you might not even appear in front of her."

Beatrice lowered her head, unable to see anything except her falling tears. The cold moonlight shone on her, driving away the black fog around her.

The surroundings became quiet again. The witch's figure became softer and clearer in the moonlight. Her shoulders twitched, like a black cat walking alone in the night.

"As a party involved in this incident, I still feel a little confused until now..." Bell's voice broke the melancholy and lonely atmosphere.

"But can I have a word with the lady?"