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"What's the meaning?"
The Duchess tapped the armrest of the single sofa with her slender index finger, which probably showed her inner anxiety:
"A certain big prophecy, I can't say, not a word. It's related to the future of this world. You can think that it's some kind of ceremony, or an epic in a chivalrous novel, and it's about to start. That's why I Just back to Tobesk, churches, colleges, councils, and many ancient organizations are working on this, but ordinary ring magicians don't know anything about it..."
Shad looked at her without saying a word. He would not tell anyone about Miss Bayarth. And Miss Galina interpreted Xia De's expression as doubts:
"The news came from the parliament, and the interpretation of the prophecy has a new direction. The first one...is about to appear...do you understand?"
she asked hesitantly.
"I don't understand at all."
Miss Galina covered her forehead:
"Oh, I knew I wouldn't understand if I said this, but you can't be easily involved in this kind of thing. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Anyway, if you find a female sorceress with strange powers from the Orthodox Church recently, remember to tell me One sound."
She looked at Xia De with some annoyance:
"Actually, I don't really understand what that prophecy means. Maybe it's the end of the world, maybe it's the beginning of a new era, maybe it's the return of the gods. No one knows, but it will happen...The council hopes Find them, if they are women, they can be drawn into the parliament, I think other organizations who know the prophecy think the same way, so everyone is looking for it.”
"What must happen?"
Xia De asked knowingly, but Miss Galina hesitated for a moment:
"Sorry, Detective, this can't really be said. But...it's bound to happen. The grand epic is about to begin, but no one understands what that means. Everyone wants to find them, no one except .”
There was a knock on the door, and the maid with the jewelry box came back. Miss Galina shook her head at Shad, beckoning him to stop talking about it, and then let the maid Tifa in.
Next, Miss Galina told Shad about the arrangements for Thursday night. Her plan was indeed more detailed than that of Xia De and the other three, but the more complicated the plan, the more likely it was to go wrong.
In comparison, Xia De thinks that the operation of breaking into the ruins the night after tomorrow is less likely to make mistakes.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the carriage took him back home. Miss Galina entertained Shad for dinner in the manor, and if he hadn't been thinking about the cat, he would have even intentionally let him stay overnight.
So Tuesday was spent peacefully like this. The clerical-level relics and the precious sage-level relics once again added weight to the success of Thursday's operation.
The date of the plan was getting closer and closer, so Xia De, who woke up on Wednesday, prepared not to go out all day, and reviewed the entire plan for Thursday night at home, and then waited for Miss Anat and Miss Bayas to come to the door.
Unexpectedly, when I was having breakfast with the cute cat at seven o'clock in the morning, the bell downstairs rang.
At that time, Cat Mia was obediently licking the goat milk soaked in cat food, while Xia De was reading the newspaper with bread. "Steambird Daily" published many good articles, and since last week's academic report, Xia De wondered whether he could make a fortune by investing in steam machinery, so he paid special attention to "Steambird Daily".
Mia drank goat milk in the morning, and Shad drank water in the morning. A few weeks ago he was able to have two bottles of milk every morning, but since the milk tasted strange and he just had to pay the monthly fee, Shad stopped this morning expense.
After all, this body has passed the time of growing up, so there is no need to bother to supplement calcium.
When the bell rang, both the cat and Xia De looked downstairs in surprise. When Xia De got up and went downstairs to check the situation, Mia lowered her head and quickly licked the last goat milk, and then followed Xia De downstairs.
He first asked who the person outside the door was looking for, and after confirming that he was looking for Detective Shade Hamilton, Shade opened the door.
There were two people standing outside the door, an elderly woman with a crooked figure standing near the front with a cane, Xia De noticed the gold ring on her hand with a cane.
The man behind him was a little younger, and he looked a bit like Captain Ladds standing there.
"The man is the guard?"
Xia De guessed, and then greeted the visiting guests:
"Hi, I'm Detective Shade Hamilton, may I ask who you are..."
"Lavender introduced me."
The old woman said in a hoarse voice. Tobesk's accent was so strong that Shade almost didn't understand Baron Lavender's name.
But when she handed out the business card she had given out and the business card of Baron Lavender, she knew it was an introduction from an acquaintance, so the two of them were allowed to come in first. When passing by, it was confirmed that these two people were ordinary people.
After entering the second floor, only Xia De and the old lady walked into the living room, and the middle-aged man with a serious face stood at the door of Room 1 on the second floor with his hands behind his back, facing the stairs.
After putting down the teapot and filling the teacups, he sat down to talk, but before the client spoke, Xia De made a statement:
"Sorry, I've been busy with another commission recently, and I won't be able to start a new investigation until at least Sunday. So, if you want to make a detective commission with me, please think carefully before saying something."
I have to be busy with silver-eyed people before Thursday, I have to accompany Mrs. Lemaire to receive the inheritance on Friday, I have a meeting on Saturday afternoon, and Miss Louisa’s class in the evening, so I really don’t have free time until Sunday.
"It's okay, it's okay, my commission is very simple."
The old woman held the teacup with trembling hands with obvious age spots, making Xia De think that the teacup would fall to the ground halfway.
He took a sip of tea as if in slow motion, then put the teacup tremblingly on the coffee table, then took out his business card and handed it to Xia De.
While the old woman was making these movements, Shad and the cat standing on the back of the sofa behind his head were all watching the old man's movements closely. The former is worried about the safety of the teacup he uses to entertain guests, while the latter is curious about what the stranger who broke into the house is doing.
The old woman's name was Greta Wassant, a widowed large factory owner in the southern part of Tobesk. She and Baron Lavender are good friends who have known each other for many years. Mrs. Watson didn't say much about how they met, but it probably has something to do with Baron Lavender's side business of reselling antiques and perfumes.
In short, Mrs. Watson, who was old and frail, had recently needed to find someone to do something, so she had a conversation with her friend Mr. Lavender when they met by chance. After the latter heard what was going on, he introduced her to the detective at the Place Saint-Andrés.
"To be specific, about half a month ago, when the servant was cleaning the basement, he accidentally knocked on the wall and found a big hole behind the wall of the basement."
Xia De's expression remained unchanged:
"Treasures? Burrows? Or bones?"
The old woman looked at him in surprise:
"You detective really has some skills, you are a bone."
There was no expression on her face, and she spoke very slowly, as if speaking faster would endanger her health.
"Then call the police? Even people who died hundreds of years ago should let Ridwich Field take a look?"
Xia De suggested that he hadn't actually accepted the commission related to the murder case.
"Don't call the police."
said Mrs Watson.
"Why?"
"The police have already been here. They and I both know who this bone is and why it died."
The old woman's mouth was wrinkled with age, and the movement of the mouth could hardly be seen when she spoke.
"Then, who is this?"
Xia De was slightly vigilant in his heart, and glanced at the middle-aged man standing at the door.
"Judging from the clothes and some sundries found at the same time, it should be my husband who disappeared at the age of thirty-two."
The expression on his face was still neither sad nor happy. Xia De thought that he was involved in troublesome things, but Baron Lavender had no reason to let himself be involved in such things.
"That's it..."
"As for the murderer, it should be my unrepentant younger brother. When he was young, he had conflicts with my husband, but both of them liked to drink, and after drinking... After my husband disappeared, I He was the first to suspect, and he admitted it, and even voluntarily surrendered himself to Ridwich Field. After being released from prison for several years, he has settled down a lot, but he just refuses to say where he hid the body For this reason, we haven’t seen each other for almost our whole life... Counting the time, he has passed away for almost ten years.”
She sighed slowly, looked at the teacup on the table with drooping eyelids, and added:
"Ridwich can check these things, so you don't have to worry about me lying to you."
"People like you ~www.mtlnovel.com~ will definitely not lie to me."
Xia De said something he didn't believe, and asked again:
"Then entrusting me wants to..."
"When I was young, I thought that one day I could find him and bury him properly, so that I could be buried next to him after I died. Therefore, the tomb was bought decades ago and has been kept in these years. Now I found I also went to the Ridwich Field to notify that the case was over. I notified the people in my husband's family and wanted to hold a funeral. Although he did not have a title before his death, he was also from the earl family. I Wanting to bury him, the Watsons, insisted that the nobles be there to say the eulogy, or they wouldn't be there."
"People of the Watson family, why do you make such a request?"
"His death made the people in the Watson family very dissatisfied, thinking that our brother and sister conspired to kill him for the shares of the factory."
Judging from the results after 30 years of work, this view is actually correct. Because judging from the information on the business card, the controller of the factory is indeed the old lady in front of him. After Mr. Watson's death, everything went to the poor widow.