Ronald was in the basement, comforting Sir Philips.
It took less than five minutes for the servant who had gone to inform Elaine at the main banquet to return here, with Elaine and Heloise naturally following him.
They had just walked into this dark basement filled with laughter.
Almost simultaneously, Elaine and Heloise wrinkled their noses, a hint of caution flashing in their eyes.
Seeing the expressions of the two girls, Ronald naturally got up and approached, "Elaine, we had found previously that these guys were still holding a cult ceremony, and it wasn't small in scale. The investigator who was in charge here has gone to notify others. He left a message asking you to interrogate these people."
"Um-hmm," said Elaine, nodding her head with a composed expression.
While Heloise leaned in to whisper to Ronald, the young investigator walked straight to the laughing cult magician, extending her hand to grab his chin.
Crack—
The laughter stopped abruptly.
