The situation changed so quickly that Luo Xi felt a little dazed.
She looked at the two men and one woman who had suddenly appeared, and at Hannah Carter, who had been subdued with ease.
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but she understood the principle that “the more you say, the more mistakes you make.”
Since she couldn’t tell if they were friend or foe, she decided it was best to play dead for now.
If the sky falls, there’s always the Old Liar to take the hit.
Unfortunately, her hands were chained and lifted in mid-air.
Otherwise, she definitely would have frowned and retreated behind Herman.
Harvey Mitchelson looked at the gruesome scene in the dining room, feeling as if his already thinning hair was about to shed a few more strands from stress.
The Baron Family’s Baroness had clearly joined some kind of evil god cult.
If Malun hadn’t stopped her in time, she would probably have suffered a physical collapse and lost control, turning into a monster.
As for the Viscount Family’s young lady, she didn’t even say a word before shouting to shoot.
There were two corpses lying beside her—one with its head missing, the other with several holes in its body.
These were probably the handiwork of Miss Morton and her “companion,” that Mr. Herman.
Of the seven missing people, three were present.
Dennis Sundyke was dead, Hannah Carter had become a Cultist, and Luo Xi Morton was suspected of being the murderer.
What a mess. Harvey sighed inwardly, then took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his coat and opened it, showing it to Luo Xi and Herman.
“Harvey Mitchelson, Truth Church Security Squad, Glen City Special Investigation Division, Order of the Police.”
Church? Police?
Heavens, the police have never arrived so promptly.
Luo Xi was so moved she nearly cried.
She lifted her chin and gestured hard with her head toward the unconscious Hannah, accusing:
“Officer, it’s her, Hannah Carter.”
“She’s the murderer.”
“She tied us up in this Castle and cruelly killed her own maid.”
“Janice Herbert.”
“You saw it yourself—just now she was attacking me and Mr. Reese here.”
“Calm down, Miss Morton, could you briefly explain what happened?”
Harvey raised his hand to signal her not to worry, then turned his head and said to his colleague beside him:
“Yvette, you can stop now.”
Yvette Lamb nodded, her pale blue pupils gradually dimming to a brown hue.
She also slightly separated her hands, which had been crossed in front of her chest, but still maintained the gesture of forming a seal.
Luo Xi felt the chains binding her hands lighten, no longer suspending her arms in mid-air.
Is this also a Secret Covenant Ability?
Luo Xi was curious, but didn’t show it on her face.
She simply nodded slightly to the officers, “Thank you.”
“There’s no need to be nervous, Miss Morton.
Just ‘honestly’ recount what you’ve experienced.”
Harvey Mitchelson emphasized the word ‘honestly’ a bit.
What does that mean—does he have a way to distinguish truth from lies?
Luo Xi’s heart sank.
She couldn’t possibly tell them she had transmigrated here, right?
But would hiding that count as a lie?
And what was the standard for judgment?
Still, refusing to communicate would definitely be seen as suspicious.
Luo Xi nodded, “Alright, Mr. Mitchelson.”
“I woke up in a strange room…”
“…When Mr. Reese and I were desperate and ready to risk it all, that’s when you appeared.”
After finishing, Luo Xi looked directly at them, perfectly composed, showing no sign of guilt.
Of course, everything she said was true.
The difference was, she left out some parts, or glossed over them—telling only ‘part of the truth.’
She didn’t hide the parts involving self-defense against Donahue Bobby or how she dealt with Dennis Sundyke, as those matters involved lives.
She only concealed the matter of transmigration and the issue of her own Portrait of Luo Xi Morton appearing in the room.
She also simplified the process of how she and Herman ended up cooperating, because discussing that in detail would inevitably touch upon what conditions he used to threaten her.
In the upstairs room, whether the Portrait of Luo Xi Morton and the Eyeless Girl who killed her were connected—until she figured that out, she would never reveal anything about her core secret of transmigration to anyone.
Harvey quietly listened to the Viscount Family’s Baroness give her ‘Testimony.’
He didn’t speak, just extended an arm, letting the Amethyst Pendant wrapped around his wrist hover in mid-air, then closed his eyes.
After a brief silence, he opened his eyes and looked at his wrist.
The crystal pendant hanging in the air swung slightly clockwise.
Harvey’s expression relaxed noticeably.
He smiled at Luo Xi. “Praise your honesty.”
“And please forgive our discourtesy, Miss Morton.”
As soon as the man finished speaking, Luo Xi felt the restraints on her wrists completely loosen.
The chains, somewhere between illusion and reality, broke apart segment by segment, dissolving into pale blue glimmers of light that faded into the air.
That easy?
Luo Xi flexed her wrists slightly, but didn’t let her guard down just because she had ‘passed.’
She replied politely:
“Your caution only makes us trust the Church and Kingdom’s judgment all the more.”
Harvey nodded, then turned his gaze to another person—the reporter who hadn’t appeared in the missing persons case, Herman Reese.
“Mr. Herman Reese, is that correct?”
Herman nodded, then shook his head.
“It’s Herman Hughes.”
Luo Xi, “???”
A fake name, huh?
She’d just been calling him Mr. Reese in front of the officers this whole time—this liar!
“Alright, Mr. Hughes, what’s your occupation?”
“Detective,” Herman replied calmly.
Luo Xi, “!!!”
Weren’t you a reporter? Damn it, you tricked me all the way through!
Luo Xi even felt the two colleagues beside Harvey glancing at her with curious expressions.
After all, this ‘companion’ who had lived and died together with her in her ‘Testimony’—neither his name nor his profession matched what Luo Xi had said.
So embarrassing.
Truly embarrassing.
She’d been sold out and was still helping the seller count money.
Well, that’s it then—the persona of the clueless Baroness is now locked in.
Thank you, Herman Hughes!
Harvey was a professional; his expression didn’t change.
He continued to ask:
“According to our information, there were seven confirmed victims in this missing persons case.
You were not on that list.”
“Because I live alone and don’t work at a formal office.
Most of my business comes through old customers’ referrals, so I don’t have a fixed place I go every day.”
Herman was unhurried as he continued, “This job was also recommended by an old client.”
“To help Mrs. Nell—oh, that’s DeWitt Nell’s wife, he might be on the missing list.”
“Mrs. Nell suspected her husband of cheating and hired me to collect some evidence.”
“During my investigation, I suddenly lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was in this Castle.”
“Everything else is just as my companion Miss Morton described.”
When Herman finished, he turned his head and smiled at Luo Xi.
Who’s your companion? Get lost, you damned liar—don’t come near me!!!
Luo Xi cursed him viciously in her heart.