The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 73 Identity Card: The Illusory Witch

"Huh? Why is everyone looking at me with such strange eyes?"

Perhaps noticing the strange looks people were giving her, Sherry skillfully placed her hands on her head.

"I just think your idea is quite novel," Charlotte said at this moment.

She almost regretted asking the blue-haired guy for the assistant position. If she had known he was so unconventional, she would have just given up the position gracefully, since she wasn't in a hurry anyway.

"Really? Hehe! Isn't that how it's always portrayed in detective novels?" Sherry clearly took Charlotte's answer as a compliment. "I'm just genuinely curious."

She tilted her head, the ends of her blue hair twitching slightly with the movement, her face filled with pure curiosity.

However, everyone had to admit that there was some truth to what she said.

Now everyone's identity cards are clear, except for Li Ang, who hasn't revealed his identity card yet.

I can answer your question.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice. It wasn't Li Ang who spoke, but Eloi, who had already introduced herself.

She slowly stood up, her long, dark brown hair slipping down her shoulders, and her silver-rimmed glasses flashing in the light.

As someone on par with Charlotte, Li Ang was unable to see her sequence abilities in the prompts at this moment.

Like Charlotte, most of the details of her abilities were also sealed off by this space, leaving only the most basic name and identity information.

She adjusted her glasses, diverting everyone's attention from Li Ang and drawing it to herself.

"Leon Moriarty, Armed Detective, Rank Undetermined. Detective Association File Number LS-0237. Registered recommender: Associate Special Class Investigator Sherlock Holmes. Reviewer: Vice President Lina herself."

She rattled off this string of information without a pause, leaving everyone present stunned.

It wasn't because of Li Ang's identity itself; after all, most of them couldn't recall their past as detectives at this moment. They were simply curious as to why Eloi was so familiar with Li Ang's resume.

"Wait a minute." Boudica O'Brien narrowed her eyes slightly. "How do you know all this? Are you a detective too?"

"I'm just an ordinary person, that's what my current memory tells me," Eloi replied calmly.

"But I can feel that my memory has been affected to some extent. Perhaps what this man said is true. We used to be colleagues, but because of the influence of this special space, we have temporarily forgotten about it."

"So how much do you remember?" Li Ang asked.

Eloi's situation is exactly the same as Charlotte's; they were not completely affected by the memory distortion and still retained some of their previous memories.

"My memory loss is concentrated on personal experiences and interpersonal relationships. Information such as files on the Detective Association, laws and regulations, and personnel registrations are basically unaffected."

Li Ang nodded; it was reasonable that these memories hadn't been affected.

After all, as the presiding judge, this information was basically etched deep in their memory. In addition, since they were both Sequence 5 detectives like Charlotte, their memories were not completely distorted.

"I never imagined you were recommended by Miss Holmes! That's amazing. I was initially suspicious of your true identity," Charlotte said from the side.

Although the man passed her initial test, it did not mean that Charlotte was completely at ease with him.

As someone who aspires to become a qualified detective, I should be suspicious of everyone.

"In your eyes, what kind of person should Sherlock Holmes be?" Li Ang asked tentatively.

From the very beginning, Charlotte added the word "Miss" to Holmes's title, as if she knew Holmes but Holmes was not her.

But Li Ang had met Holmes' mother. She didn't look exactly like Charlotte, but it was easy to tell at a glance that they were mother and daughter.

So, what exactly happened?

"Of course, it's someone like me," Charlotte gave an ambiguous answer.

Leon was about to press for more information when Boudica spoke up, "I'm sorry. Actually, I also had my doubts about your true identity at first."

"That's why I'm explaining," Eloi said, taking over the conversation. "Before anyone questions his identity, I have an obligation to provide the relevant background information I have. This isn't about protecting him; it's procedure."

"I didn't say you were protecting her," Boudica shrugged, glancing between Aloy and Leon. "I just wanted to confirm the source of the information."

"It's confirmed now," Eloy replied.

Shirley listened quietly to Aloy's statement from beginning to end.

Then she shook her head, her blue ahoge swaying twice, and her face showed an expression that seemed to say "I understand, but I don't quite understand."

She still doesn't understand how Li Ang knows her.

She was clearly the one who started the conversation. Why does it feel like everyone's answers weren't even the questions she asked? Or is it just that I didn't understand?

Shirley was puzzled.

Shirley was about to speak again.

Shirley's speech was interrupted.

"A reward," Fibel suddenly spoke.

"The pink-haired woman said she gave him a 'reward.' The conversation got steered off-topic."

Although she didn't say who that person was, everyone knew the answer.

So she asked directly, "Lion Moriarty, what does it say on your ID card?"

All eyes turned to the man the moment she finished speaking.

Li Ang placed the identity card back on the table, face down, his fingers pressing on the back of the card, but he did not turn it over.

All eyes were fixed on his fingers, as if they were waiting for something.

"My identity card is the Illusionary Witch," Li Ang said slowly.

To be honest, he himself found the identity card absurd when he received it.

He believes he is the least suspicious person in this game, and the only one who remembers everything.

The identity card displayed the words "witch".

It was like an elaborate trap; his foot was already on the pedal, the rope was taut, the blade was hanging overhead, and all that was needed was someone to let go.

"Is she a witch?" someone whispered.

"He admitted it himself."

"But didn't he say that he would die if he killed a certain person...?"

"How do you know he's telling the truth? Besides, we don't even know who that specific person is."

Charlotte ignored the whispering crowd and looked directly at Li Ang, her beautiful blue eyes devoid of any extraneous emotion. "You said 'Illusory Witch.' What does 'illusory' mean?"

Li Ang's finger paused on the back of the card. "The literal meaning."

His card only had the words "Illusory Witch" written on it, without any further explanation. What this "illusionary" meant was unknown.

Does this mean he's a fake witch? Or that his killing ability is an illusion? Or that his very existence is the biggest illusion in this game?