"Don't worry, Lesia and I only like men. Although we have a handkerchief relationship, we are not crazy women from the Witch Council. After kissing us so many times, you still doubt this?"

"Then what does this sentence mean?"

Shade pointed to the back of the leaflet "Retired Royal Dralion Army Surgeon", Dorothy fell into memories, and then bit her lip:

"I probably understand. This happened three weeks ago. You frequently went to Fort Midhill at that time. I asked Lesia in my diary what you were doing recently, and then we talked about kissing you.

.”

Her face was slightly red, and she lowered her head and walked west along Silver Cross Avenue with Shade:

"Lecia jokingly said in the diary that although we are both willing to kiss you, we will probably never be able to kiss you at the same time. When I returned to my body, I saw that she left a leaf in the diary. On the leaf

It's a red lipstick mark, she said."

Shade looked at him curiously. He really didn't know this part, but the blonde girl suddenly turned her head and walked towards the street:

"Detective, don't pry into the girls' privacy. I know that you are still thinking about reading our diaries."

Of course Shade was thinking about this matter. Their diaries are definitely more interesting than most popular novels of this era.

"Go to my apartment. I made a specimen of that leaf and hung it on the wall. If I guessed correctly, when Lesia used my body this morning, she left a message behind the specimen. What happened to her?

Why do we need to be so cautious in delivering news?”

Miss Writer was worried, but Mia was not anxious at all. The cat could see that Shade was not anxious or worried at all. The cat just wanted to know what time tonight's dinner would start.

The two of them and the cat got on the carriage again on Silver Cross Avenue and headed to Quill Street in the University District. Dorothy rented in Building B, No. 211 Quill Street, and she rented the third floor alone.

The blonde girl took out the key and opened the door downstairs, and met the landlady wearing a hairnet who came down from upstairs. The landlady frowned at Shade's arrival again, and then said to Dorothy:

"Luisa, everything you ordered has arrived. Are you very loose recently? Oh, a young girl should save some money on her own, otherwise she will have to be a miserable person who depends on men for food in the future. I have seen this kind of thing too many times.

Already."

Shade thought she was probably warning him.

"What did I order?"

Dorothy frowned slightly and went to the third floor with Shade. When she opened the door, she immediately saw the brass-colored metal floor-standing clothes hanger placed in the center of the living room, as well as the red dress on the hanger.

Not only the skirt itself, but also the waistband, stockings, black leather shoes, hair accessories, hats, and cosmetics are all available. Even for attending the most formal occasions, this outfit is more than enough:

"What exactly is Lesia going to do?"

If I was worried at first, now I am a little angry.

The blonde girl entered the bedroom and stood on tiptoe to remove the leaf specimen hanging on the wall on the side of the desk. She turned to the back and saw no letter or note, but after opening the back cover of the photo frame, a slender note slipped out.

.As expected, it was still Lesia’s cursive handwriting.

Dorothy turned around and wanted to watch it with Shad, but saw Shad looking at the photo frame standing on the desk with Mia who was looking around:

"It's really rude."

Dorothy reached out and slammed the photo frame down on the table, but that did not prevent Shade from recognizing that it was a black and white photo of Lesia, cut from a newspaper.

The new note contained the same inexplicable words:
Chapter completed!