After receiving the news, Ariana's first reaction was to rush straight to the crime scene of Arkham Orphanage.
Her beautiful red hair fluttered in the air as she walked, and she frowned when she saw that the scene had been blocked.
The security team members on duty felt a headache when they saw Ariana, this difficult woman. Every time she would rush into the scene to collect information, or sneak in by finding loopholes in the guards.
"Hey, hey, hey, please don't break in this time, ok, big sister."
The young security guard covered his forehead and looked at Ariana and said.
"Hey, if you want me to not break in, that's fine. Just give me some exclusive information and I won't make any trouble."
Ariana said playfully, waving the press card in her hand.
"Well, this is against the rules, you know. And we've been told to keep it a secret this time."
The security guard said helplessly.
"Oh, you can't hide such a big thing. Look, I've received the news. Can you give me some information that can be made public?"
Ariana probed the security guard.
"...There's nothing inside, just bones. That's all I can say. Go to the hospital to get the specific information yourself."
The young security guard revealed some information to Anliana, hoping to get rid of her. After all, if she sneaked in, it would cause certain damage to the crime scene and it would be troublesome to drive her away.
"Ha, thank you. I won't embarrass you today. I'm going to the hospital now."
After Ariana finished speaking, she waved her hand and walked towards the hospital.
Ariana used the investigation funds provided by the newspaper to transfer some gold marks. Then, with the help of the gold marks, she obtained the specific number of corpses from the morgue staff and learned that a boy named Marin was successfully rescued. Unfortunately, there were people guarding outside Marin's ward for a long time, making it difficult to sneak in for an interview. After comparing it with the public information submitted by Arkham Welfare Home to the City Hall last month, she found some suspicious points.
"One person is still missing! This means that maybe this person is still alive!"
Anliana waved her fist excitedly and then left the city hall.
Ariana pushed open the door of Black's Cafe and saw the intelligence dealer Mark Weller sitting in the corner.
"Ha, you are here after all!"
The lively Ariana said with a smile, and unceremoniously pulled out the chair in front of Markweller and sat down.
"Give me a glass of Mandheling, double strength."
Ariana shouted to the waiter who was wiping the table not far away.
The waiter turned around and nodded, then went to the water bar and started brewing.
Mark Weller, wearing an octagonal hat and covering his face with a newspaper, sat in the corner as usual.
"I want the information the security team has about the boy rescued from Arkham Orphanage!"
Ariana said in a low voice.
"Old rules?"
Markweller peeked out from behind the newspaper and glanced at the excited Ariana.
"I brought a hundred gold marks today. I have more funds for this big news. You know."
Ariana giggled, put her hands together in front of her, and bowed to Markwell.
"Hey, it's only a hundred."
Mark Wheeler sighed. Ever since the woman in front of him found him, she has been asking Mark Wheeler to buy intelligence at a "low price" in a unreasonable and unreasonable way.
At first, Markweller was not based in Black's Cafe, but in a market. But since this woman came, she could still come even if she changed several locations.
Mark Wheeler was unhappy about moving again, so he started a "losing" deal with Ariana.
"You know my rules. Money first, goods later. Bring it."
Markwell shook his head and stretched out his hand from behind the newspaper.
"Here. I'll give it all to you. I'm so poor that I have no food to eat. Woo woo woo."
Ariana handed over an envelope containing gold marks, then pretended to be sad and covered her face with her hands, but Ariana's cunning eyes could be seen through her fingers.
"Come on, don't you still have a husband who runs a grocery store to support you?"
Mark Weller pointed out Anliana's poor performance and then took the envelope.
Markwell lowered his head and took out a note from under the table that seemed to have been prepared in advance.
No one noticed the brilliance that suddenly burst out of his eyes hidden under his octagonal hat; it was a black light, inconspicuous but with a secret and grand aura.
Before the black light faded, some words appeared on the note.
Mark Wheeler shook his hands, the black light stopped, and then he handed over the note.
"The amount determines the accuracy of the information, do you understand?"
Markwell confirmed to Ariana.
"Okay, okay, I understand."
Ariana took the note and answered casually.
"Miss, your double strength Mandheling coffee."
The waiter brought the coffee, bowed and returned to his work.
“Alas, in the end you still don’t understand.”
Markwell sighed and said something that puzzled Ariana.
"Hmm? By the way, I've always been curious, Mark Wheeler, where do you get so much information? You sit here all day, and I never see you go out to collect information?"
Ariana ignored Markweller's words and asked curiously.
"It's not good to be too curious, Miss Ariana."
Markweller exhorted.
"There are too many things in this world that humans should not know, and you should not explore too much. The more truths you know about the world, the closer you are to your end. This is advice from a friend, do you understand?"
Mark Weller said meaningfully.
Ariana held the coffee cup by the handle in her left hand and took small sips while listening to Mark Wheeler's serious sermon.
She gently stroked her shoulder-length red hair with her right hand, and became curious about the mysterious man in front of her.
"Mark Wheeler, who are you? Do people like you have faith? You know everything, so why do you still read the newspaper every day?"
Markweller put down the newspaper in his hand and said,
"It doesn't matter who I am. I am just a part of the long river of time."
"Hmm, I don't understand. Never mind. I'm leaving now. See you next time."
Ariana didn't ask any more questions. After finishing her coffee, she paid the bill and went back to sort out the manuscript.
Mark Weller sighed after Ariana left, and he said to himself,
"You just didn't want to think about what I said, so you ended up like that. What a pity, my friend. The real gods have long been asleep, and only we can see the truth. Right? Yog-Sothoth, who has been spying all the time?"
"There's nothing to be sentimental about. Why don't you just stay in your dreamland and have fun with your clone, Ibo Zitel?"
A hazy voice reached Markweller's ears, and Markweller smiled and replied.
"It's meaningless to put it bluntly. Isn't it? In the remaining time, enjoy the prosperity of the world. But I still don't believe that everything will go according to Naya's plan. What about you?"
Markwell, Ibo Zitel's clone said.
"You don't understand Naya. We all saw the ending, but we can't change it. You are still too naive, Ibo."
Markwell smiled after hearing this. He felt that the gaze had moved away. He lowered his head and said softly,
"Yes, but I won't give up."
After that, Markwell stood up, which was rare, and walked to the water bar and said to the waiter,
"A glass of Mandheling, double strength."
He slowly drank the coffee prepared by the waiter on the spot, thinking to himself,
"Mm, this tastes good."