"Masquerade ball."
Yan Xiaobei paused his steak-cutting motion, looking astonished.
"That's right, we're going to a masquerade ball next," Betty said while cutting her medium-rare steak and enjoying the rare delicacy.
"Why?" Yan Xiaobei asked.
Betty pointed her knife at Yan Xiaobei's nose and said, "Because this masquerade ball is very important, Reiner Lido will definitely attend. I want to interrogate him at the party, why he killed Chief Wilson? Who was that young man he talked with?"
Yan Xiaobei nodded and asked, "What time does the masquerade start?"
"Entry is at four in the afternoon. After lunch, I'll take you shopping to buy an outfit that's perfect for the ball," Betty said, dissatisfied with Yan Xiaobei's attire.
"Okay."
Yan Xiaobei agreed, also very curious about what a masquerade ball was like.
