The warden who guards the witches

The next morning, Aiden and Deborah had breakfast together in the restaurant below the hotel.

"It sure is Christmas Eve." Aiden said and yawned. He only slept for a few hours in the second half of the night.

"Well, nothing happened." Deborah put the food into her mouth absently.

It was indeed an extremely peaceful night. There was not even a shadow of the murderous doppelgänger she was worried about, and Aiden did nothing that night and only touched her once - in the middle of the night. , shook her awake and took over the vigil.

I don’t know why I always feel frustrated...

However, it was a nice bonus to be able to see Mr. Aiden's sleeping face, but it was a pity that there was no camera to capture it.

"There will be a full moon night in about a week. It seems that the possibility of the killer doppelgänger being ready to take action immediately is not high," Aiden said.

"When the full moon comes, will his target still be me?" Deborah's tone was a little worried.

"It's hard to say, so you still need to keep paying attention to the divination," Aiden said.

He is now more inclined to that divination, because that divination technique was provided to Deborah by Kaitou Liv.

He had originally suspected that this thing was not a real divination at all, but now he re-examined it and found that this so-called divination might also be because of some connection between Deborah and the doppelganger murderer.

"Mr. Aiden, are you sure you want to go to work right away? Will it be too tiring?" Deborah asked apologetically.

She left Aiden to herself for half the night, but nothing happened in the end.

She felt that the other party should take some rest, but Aiden insisted on going back to prison. He also removed his "substitute" in advance and prepared to take a carriage as soon as he left the hotel.

"It's okay, just catch up on some sleep at noon." Aiden said, wiping his mouth with a napkin, "It's almost time to go."

"Okay." Deborah finished the last bit of food and picked up the napkin to wipe her mouth.

The two walked out of the hotel side by side, and Deborah said goodbye to Aiden: "Goodbye, Mr. Aiden, I will contact you if anything happens."

"Well, see you later." Aiden also took off his hat and looked around for the taxi.

At this moment, he vaguely caught the gaze staring at him from the corner of his eye, and turned to look over.

In the early morning, the sidewalks are full of people going to work, people coming and going.

"What's wrong?" Deborah asked.

"Nothing." Aiden shook his head.

The look just now didn't have that piercing feeling on one's back. Maybe it was just the gaze of a passerby. After all, he and Deborah were both very conspicuous.

At this time, a taxi just happened to get off the passengers on the side of the road, and Aiden walked straight over.

At the same time, behind the billboard of a store in the distance, Isabella, the prison guard of the Rose Iron Prison, was hiding here, patting her chest and letting out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was a billboard between where he was standing and the warden, so he was not discovered.

It was near her home, and she took a carriage to work under these conditions every day.

Today, she went to work as usual, but she saw something quite extraordinary - the warden and Deborah Irvine, who had come to the prison many times to send flowers and had an affair with him, came from the same hotel. Out!

"At this time, it's better to refrain from talking nonsense..." Isabella thought in her mind.

Then, the time changed to the morning, Rose Iron Prison.

"That's it!" Isabella said seriously, staring into Veronica's eyes, "Because the matter is so important, I hesitated and decided to tell you first!"

Veronica blinked blankly and said, "Did you see it wrong?"

"Don't run away from reality, it's absolutely true! I can see clearly with both eyes!" Isabella vowed.

At this time, there was a "bang" sound of something falling to the ground behind Isabella. The two of them moved their gazes over at the same time, and saw Mayfair standing blankly at the door of the nearby toilet, with the mop originally held in her hand falling off. Fall to the ground.

"Sir Aiden, are you having a room with that woman?" Feier's eyes widened with disbelief written all over her face, "How could he do this?"

"What are you doing here?" Isabella looked at Faile in surprise.

"She spread rumors a few days ago and was punished to clean the toilet inside during her free time." Veronica explained, "I was watching her work outside and forgot to tell you."

"Sister, why are you still so calm!?" Fei'er stared at Veronica and shouted, "The meat in your mouth was taken away from you!"

"You're going to die, please keep your voice down!" Isabella warned, glaring at Mayfair.

If someone heard it and spread it, and then the warden found out that she was the source of the news, she might die.

"Please calm down for a moment." Veronica sighed, "Sir, there should be a reason for him to do this."

"Aside from desire, what other reason could there be for a man to open a room with a woman?" Mayfair suddenly interrupted.

"Shut up." Veronica glanced at Faile, "Even if that's the case, it's the commander's choice. Is there anything I can blame?"

"Why did you suddenly become so open-minded?" Isabella was shocked.

"Okay, anyway, don't spread this matter casually anymore, it will get you into trouble." Veronica grabbed Isabella's shoulders and pushed her away, "Go back to the reception area quickly!"

Isabella left in confusion, leaving Mayfair looking at Veronica in surprise: "Sister, have you given up?"

"Clean the toilet for me!" Veronica glanced at her coldly.

"I'm serious! Have you experienced any change in your mentality?" Mayfair asked relentlessly, "Don't deny it, the whole prison knows who you like!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not that exaggerated!" Veronica rolled her eyes at her, and then let out a long breath, "I just figured out some things. I should just do what I should do and do my best. To support him. Some things cannot be done without force. I don’t have the power to restrict his choice. If I can communicate with you, it’s just a big cry.”

"Sister..." Mayfair stared at Veronica thoughtfully for a while, "You are really open-minded."

"Okay, it's none of your business." Veronica made a driving gesture.

"I've decided, I support you! It doesn't matter if someone else gets there first, as long as you win until the end." Mayfair suddenly reached out and put her arm around Veronica's shoulders, "I'm telling you, I should do my best to support you. Including physical comfort, the body is always a shortcut to the connection between hearts. I can teach you this, as long as you meet a small condition - ah, it hurts! "

"You will always only think in the third way, right?" Veronica turned over Mayfair's wrist and said coldly, "Clean the toilet for me!"