The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 75 I'll be your assistant

Charlotte instantly understood Leon's concerns and nodded. "Truly worthy of being called a detective. Even when everyone is suffocating under the weight of fear, you can still think of this."

Li Ang's expression turned somewhat strange.

There's an inexplicable sense of unease about being praised by Charlotte in this way.

Although the strange expression on his face only lasted for less than half a second, Charlotte still noticed it.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable just because I praised you?"

"...It's nothing." Li Ang cleared his throat, steer the conversation back on track, "Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

Charlotte didn't answer immediately. Instead, she crossed her arms and adopted an extremely rare, coy posture. Her tone also changed from serious to more casual, as if she were just asking a casual question.

"So, you really plan to make that blue-haired idiot your assistant?"

Li Ang didn't react immediately. "Blue-haired idiot?"

"It's that one—Shirley Eckert." Charlotte said the name with a slight downward smirk, revealing her undisguised disdain.

"He was laughing the whole time, I don't know what he was so happy about. Being locked up in a place like this and still laughing, what else could he be but an idiot?"

"Most importantly, they actually want to be your assistant? They really don't know their own limitations."

Li Ang clearly hadn't expected that Charlotte had already given Sherry such a fitting nickname.

Was it a long-planned scheme or a spur-of-the-moment decision? Only she herself probably knows.

He suppressed a laugh and said, "I have no intention of having her as my assistant."

"real?"

"Seriously. From any perspective, making her my assistant is not a wise decision. I'd rather be killed by the werewolves or voted out by you than choose her as my assistant. I, Li Ang, am making this clear."

He wasn't just saying it randomly. It was a well-thought-out and prepared statement.

Although it's unlikely that Sherry is a witch, if I were Rosalind, I would never choose her as a witch.

But from any perspective, there seems to be no benefit in choosing this person as an assistant.

If I had to point out any advantage, it would be that having someone constantly joking around next to you keeps you from getting too tense, thus preventing low sanity and any potential accidents.

Upon hearing Li Ang's words, Charlotte's expression visibly softened, and the thin layer of ice in her blue eyes quickly melted away, revealing a watery light of longing.

She slightly raised her chin, placed one hand on her chest, and pressed her fingertips against the light-colored fabric below her collarbone.

"Then, let me be your assistant. I have quite a bit of experience with this."

Li Ang frowned slightly. "You were an assistant before?"

"Not yet." Charlotte admitted frankly, but then straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and her eyes were full of confidence.

"But I believe a qualified detective should start as an assistant. And I've always wanted to be a detective. So, what do you say? Choose me?"

As she said this, she placed her little hands on her chest and proudly introduced herself.

But Li Ang still noticed the unease and anxiety in her eyes; clearly, she was also worried about being rejected.

Even though the two seem to know each other, Charlotte has no idea what kind of person Leon is now, and has no idea how familiar she and Leon were in the past.

This demeanor was completely different from the composed, aloof, and unapproachable Charlotte Holmes of the past.

Li Ang's expression became very complicated.

It's like someone suddenly being stuffed with a package they don't know how to open—opening it is one thing, leaving it open is another.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte keenly noticed the hesitation on his face and asked with displeasure, "Is there something you're unhappy about with me?"

She stared straight at Li Ang, her hand pressed against her chest showing no sign of lowering itself.

"No. It's just..." Li Ang hesitated, then stopped himself.

Should I tell the detective the truth? But if I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I'll see this woman with that little expression again.

The thought that this usually composed woman would ask him to be her assistant and make such an expression on her face was unsettling.

Li Ang felt inexplicably excited.

Moreover, he had better reasons to convince himself. After all, Charlotte remembered nothing now, and telling her the truth would only confuse her further.

"Although I don't remember you, since you say we know each other, I think our teamwork should be much better than that blue-haired idiot's. So, you should choose me as your assistant."

Seeing that Li Ang did not reply, Charlotte continued to speak.

Towards the end, her tone carried a subtle urgency, as if she was afraid he would refuse, or as if she was afraid she hadn't said it well enough.

Looking at her, Li Ang recalled the first time he met her: the detective lay on the bed, her eyes wide open in death, a knife stuck in his hand in her chest.

I remembered how the other party forced me to become their assistant.

This was his first meeting with her, and also the beginning of a change in his destiny.

"it is good."

Li Ang agreed.

Charlotte's eyes lit up suddenly, and she clenched her little fist. The movement wasn't big, but Leon noticed it.

It's clear the detective is genuinely happy. She's truly delighted to be someone's assistant.

Li Ang suddenly felt a little guilty about this.

After everything is over, and the detective regains her memory and remembers that she once volunteered to be his assistant, will she break down on the spot?

Oh well! What's done is done. Even if I die, it'll be worth it!

"I'm telling you beforehand." Li Ang held up his index finger and waved it in front of her. "This is something you asked for. You can't blame me after all this is over."

"Of course not." Charlotte extended her hand without hesitation. "I would never blame you."

Once everything is over, I will have been a detective's assistant, bringing me one step closer to Miss Holmes.

One day, I will become a real detective, a famous detective like Miss Sherlock Holmes, whose fame spread throughout the entire city of London.

So please be patient during this time, Mother.

Waiting for the day your daughter becomes a famous detective.

Charlotte was genuinely looking forward to it.

Standing before her, Li Ang looked at the confident expression on her face and suddenly had a strong premonition.

Once this game is over, once everyone's memories return, and once Jon Snow turns back into Sherlock Holmes, this woman will definitely regret it.

You should never completely believe what this wicked woman says.

Even if one is in a state of amnesia, it is the same.