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pped out of the car after grabbing he

in Coachman said, leaning a

t the massive construction in front of

Office right?" Elizabeth nodded at the question. "We

Beautiful was the first thought that crossed Elizabeth's

ned gold tall bars. Elizabeth wondered if the

h the entire building, with a silver metal template on the middle bars. You t

and silver. The roofing was a vintage styled design and colored gold, w

d in awe, and gripped th

anned driver with a thick broken accent asked as he steppe

tigative Office. "Yes, this is my destination."

nd shrugged. "Whatever you say, child." With th

anguage for Vie people, derived after they migrated from the o

as going to get in. Her bright blue eyes glanced to the end of the

rs to look for anyone close by. How the hell did

voice suddenly boomed startlin

oser. "Yes?" He res

e Office." The voice replied then there was the

gan to open on their own. Great– Elizabeth who had grown up in th

l sight of the Headquarters without the gates. She re

ike liquid. Elizabeth's strange pink hair turned fiery from the heat of the sun. B

s. Each flower was different and vibrant, so Elizabeth almost w

water fountain of a merman on a rock releasing bright b

polygon designs that shone like actual stars on the golden c

t grab- "Miss Elizabeth Vilré?" A feminine voice

m. A woman stood inside a small silver booth with gol

pale pasty white skin raised one b

skin like this in Hara– Albino. In Vie

out of it. "Uh...Um....Yes

t. Here is your number slot," She pulled out a paper with number 45 on it from the booth

which she collected and gave a small bow, befo

ice, Elizabeth Vilré!" She heard

cies were curiously looking at the small human-like creat

Detectives with starry dark eyes, indicat

uld she be our new

she might as well b

though? Could she b

loudmouthed gossip. They all tal

r with the plainest door she had ever seen.

the door. She had not even tried to open the do

s lungs. "I have worked on this case for far too long t

pushed her head

eyes descended on he

showed the

A cold vo

n this to hand it over to, Oliviér Fóix! You know how the arro

red inside the Chief's office was it was co

is voice had such a bored tone and his eyes were focused on arranging some stack

–I grad

this case is my life!" The

the room was white, a bride white, with silver str

om, except for how blo

ssive already so I'll tell you now that you will not get the job

g turning to the frightening red

most considered brown, curly and oiled on h

definitely very handsom

h the first button undone. The grey coat matc

own on her face but Elizabeth could see that

at the man's cold an

name yet," She did not understand how s

xing them a bit. "And what is your name? Even

nd cleared her throat. "S-

carved eyebrows knitted a bit.

d James was the Headmaster

tely," the Chief frowned a bit.

rds in her t