Rasher was stunned: "What kind of singing and dancing troupe is it?"

"The Purple Lori Song and Dance Team, they are very popular recently. They have released many new songs and the story is amazing." Tammy replied.

At that moment, Rasher seemed to be struck by lightning.

"Purple Lolan Song and Dance Team?" A sharp spark flashed in his eyes.

—Harden and his family left, and Raschel sat alone in the study, as if he had encountered some problem. He thought hard and his eyebrows frowned into a huge Sichuan character.

No one knows what kind of huge impact Julia caused to Raschel when she said the name of Purple Lore Song and Dance.

He suddenly realized something. With the wisdom of Shue Glair, what reason would he be so easily discovered by the leader of a singing and dancing troupe? With his high vigilance of his long-term survival on Purgatory Island, what reason would he not notice it after someone wrote a rumor?

No, it's not unaware!

All his techniques are extremely targeted, so he clearly had premeditated it!

The Purple Lori Song and Dance Group did not receive any punishment after betraying Shuiglair. On the contrary, they became more and more popular. Just like the stories that Shuigla told the little princess, they successively released a series of new opera repertoire, with wonderful stories, moving plots, classic dialogues and charming tunes.

What does this mean?

There is only one possibility!

They are accomplices!

The more he thought about it, the more he was almost sure of his guess.

There is a special charm in Shuiglare. He can make everyone close to him like him if he wants.

For a group of singers, people like Shuiglare must have unstoppable charm.

"Oh my god, this is a scam, this must be a scam!" Raschel murmured.

He quickly got up and walked out of the study.

"Prepare the carriage to the Legal Affairs Office!" He ordered his servants.

"Yes, Master."

The carriage arrived at the Legal Affairs Bureau building soon.

Rasher quickly walked to the archives room of the General Administration building, and the personnel in charge of the management were dozing off.

Rasher knocked on the window: "I need some information about Baby Leaf City."

"What's the matter? Mr. Raschel."

"A letter of snitching letter from the Purple Lore Song and Dance Company to the Legal Affairs Office, about Shuiglare, and a letter from the patriarch of the Brownie family to his younger brother, both of which require original copies."

"That requires the signature of the Director."

"I'll just watch it here and won't take it back."

"So please wait."

The managers quickly handed the two letters to Rasher.

After Ablitt's death, all the content related to Shuiglair was sealed, including these two letters. The letter from the Purple Lore Song and Dance Group was directly sent to the City Lord's Manor, so it was kept at that time. As for the letter of the patriarch who was tampered with by Shuiglair, it miraculously survived the fire that burned the Brownie family manor, leaving a little piece of paper. Because Shuiglair's name was written on it, it was finally discovered and preserved by the Law and Political Department, and it also became the ironclad evidence of the unlucky patriarch's imprisonment.

Of course, the clan leader himself denied the content of the letter to the death.

At this moment, Rasher stared at the two letters, his face as gloomy as dark clouds.

He murmured himself: "I am such a melon, I should have thought of it long ago."

Seeing that the administrator was not paying attention, Raschel secretly hid the two letters and then returned the file to the administrator: "I'm fine, thank you, Lar."

"You're welcome, Chief Raschel." The administrator did not notice at all, and the letter was no longer in the file.

Rasher went straight back to his office, he roamed the bell on the table, and a young man walked in.

"Do you need anything? Sir." asked the young man.

"Jerry, how long have you been working in the Legal Affairs Office?" Raschel asked him.

"It's been three years."

"It's been three years, and the time is not short." Rasher sighed: "For three years, you have always been a mate. Have you ever thought of becoming a formal agent of the Legal Affairs Office?"

"That has always been my dream, sir."

"Very good. I have a few things here. Please ask you to do. After doing it, I will make you a formal agent."

"I will definitely complete the task entrusted by the chief!" The young man who called Jerry was overjoyed.

"Very good." Raschel took out the two letters from her pocket: "You first go to the slums of the southern suburbs of Winlington to find an old man named Boer. This guy is a drunkard. Just go to the tavern in that area to find him. You ask him to help you identify the handwriting on these two letters and see if there are any handwritings of the same person on it... When he is awake."

"Okay, is that all right?" Jerry agreed.

"After the result is out, if there is no, you don't have to do anything, just return the letter to me."

"What if there is?"

"Then you are going to leave Winlington. I need you to find a singing and dancing troupe named Purple Loren, and then find a way to get in between them."

“You mean…”

Raschel's expression was very serious: "Jerry, if I expected it would be good, the Purple Lore Song and Dance Group is likely to be a member of Shuiglair. But what I need is not to catch them, but to find Shuiglair through them and pull him out. What I need is very simple, enter this Song and Dance Group, and then pay attention to all the movements inside."

"Okay, Chief Raschel."

"Remember, this action is absolutely confidential. No one can say anything except me."

"I understand, Chief Raschel."

"Also, in another three months, it will be His Majesty's 40th birthday, and there will be many grand arrangements at that time. During this period, I want you to bring this Purple Lore Song and Dance Group to Winlington."

"This way, can you catch Shuiglare?" The young man was a little confused.

"Maybe." Rasher spread his hands: "Some chess must be put into the game before they can know what role it will play. Although I have prepared a few dark chess in my hands, I don't mind having another useful dark chess."

Jerry understood, and he saluted Rasher: "Please rest assured, my chess piece will definitely not disappoint you."
Chapter completed!