Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 237

2021-08-04

Chapter 237 The Commission of the Old Lady
"What do you mean?"

The Duchess Slender The index finger tapped the armrest of the single sofa, which probably showed her inner anxiety:
"I can't say a certain big prophecy, not a word. This is related to the future of this world, you can think that it is a certain big prophecy. This kind of ceremony, or epic in Knight's novel, is about to begin. That's why I came back to Tobesque, the church, the Academy, the council, and a lot of old organizations, all running for it, but the ordinary ring warlock I don't know anything."

Shade looked at her and didn't say a word about Miss Beas he wouldn't tell anyone else. And Miss Galina interpreted Shade's expression as doubtful:

"There is news from the council, and the interpretation of the prophecy has a new direction, first. It 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 didn't understand that, but You can’t be easily involved in this kind of thing. It’s okay if you don’t understand, in short, if you find a female warlock with strange powers from the Church of the Righteous God recently, remember to tell me.”

She was a little troubled. Looking at Shade:

"Actually, I don't really understand what that prophecy means, maybe it's the end of the world, maybe it's the opening of a new era, maybe it's the return of the gods. No one understands, but That's going to happen. The council wants to find them, and if it's a woman, they can be drawn into the council, and I think other organizations that know the prophecy think the same, so everyone's looking."

"It's going to happen. What?"

Shade asked knowingly, and Miss Galina hesitated:
"Sorry, detective, this really can't be said. But it will happen. The epic is about to begin, but no one Understand, what that means. Everyone wants to find them, no exception."

There was a knock on the door, and it was the maid who came back with the jewelry box. Miss Galina shook her head at Shade, motioning him to stop talking about it before letting the maid Tifa in.

Next, Miss Galina told Shade about her plans for Thursday night. Her plan is indeed more detailed than the three Shade's, but the more complicated the plan, the easier it is to go wrong.

In comparison, Shade thinks that the action of breaking into the ruins the night after tomorrow has a lower probability of error.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening by the time the carriage sent him home. Miss Galina hosted Shade for dinner at the manor, and if it wasn't for him thinking about the cat, she would even let him stay overnight.

So Tuesday was spent peacefully. The clerical-level relic [Bodor Candle] and the precious sage-level relic [Demoness's Gold Necklace] once again added a successful weight to Thursday's action.

It's getting closer to the planned date, so Shade wakes up on Wednesday, plans to stay home all day, review the whole plan for Thursday night at home, and wait for Miss Anat and Miss Bayas to come. .

But didn't expect, when I was having breakfast with the cute cat at seven in the morning, the bell downstairs actually rang.

At that time, Mia the cat was obediently licking the goat milk soaked in cat food, while Shade was holding the bread and reading the newspaper. "Steam Bird Daily" has published many good articles, and since last week's academic report, Shade has been thinking about whether he can make a fortune by investing in steam machinery, so he pays special attention to "Steam Bird Daily".

Mia drinks goat milk in the morning and Shade drinks water in the morning. A few weeks ago he did get two bottles of milk every morning, but since the milk tasted weird and just had to pay the monthly fee, Shade stopped paying for it in the morning.

After all, this body has already passed the time to grow taller, so there is no need to bother to supplement calcium.

When the bell rang, both the cat and Shade looked towards the downstairs in surprise. When Shade got up and went downstairs to check the situation, Mia lowered her head and quickly licked the last goat milk, and then followed Shade downstairs.

I first asked who the person outside the door was looking for, and after confirming that it was Detective Shade ·Hamilton, Shade opened the door.

There were two people standing outside the door. An elderly woman leaning on a cane was standing in the front. Shade noticed the gold ring on her hand leaning on the cane.

The man behind him was a little younger, and he felt a bit like Captain Radees standing there.

"The man is the guard?"

Shade guesses, and greets the visiting guests:

"Hello, I'm Detective Shade Hamilton, May I ask who you are."

"Lavender introduced me."

The Old Lady said in a hoarse voice, and the Tobesque accent was so heavy that Shade almost didn't understand it. Lavender Baron's name.

But seeing that she handed out the business card she had given out and Lavender Baron's business card, she knew it was an introduction by an acquaintance, so they let the two come in first. When passing by, it was confirmed that these two people were ordinary persons.

After entering the second floor, only Shade and Old Lady entered the living room, and the serious middle-aged man stood behind the door of Room 1 on the second floor, facing the stairs.

Old Lady sat down slowly, and Shade went to prepare tea.

After putting down the teapot and filling the teacup, he sat down to speak, but before the client spoke, Shade made a statement:
"Sorry, I've been busy with another commission recently, at least New investigations won't take place until Sunday. So, if you want to do a detective commission with me, please think carefully before you say anything."

Being busy with the Silver Eyes until Thursday , I have to accompany Mrs. Le Maire to receive the inheritance on Friday, there is a meeting on Saturday afternoon, and Miss Luisa's class in the evening, so it is true that there is no free time until Sunday.

"It's okay, it's okay, my commission is simple."

Old Lady held the teacup with her trembling hands with obvious age spots, making Shade think the teacup would fall in the middle. fall to the ground.

As if taking a sip of tea in slow motion, he placed the teacup on the coffee table tremblingly, and then took out his business card and handed it to Shade.

While the Old Lady was doing this, Shade and the cat, who was standing on the back of the sofa behind his head, were watching the old man's movements. The former is worried about the safety of the tea cups he uses to entertain guests, and the latter is curious about what the strangers who break into the house are doing.

The Old Lady, Greta Watson, was a widowed factory owner in the southern district of Tobesque. She and Lavender Baron have been friends for many years. How they met, Mrs. Watson did not say much, but it was probably related to Lavender Baron's side business of reselling antiques and perfumes.

Anyway, the elderly and frail Mrs. Watson recently needed to find someone to do something, so she and her friend Mr. Lavender talked about it by chance. The latter, after hearing the truth of the matter, looked towards her and introduced the detectives at Sainte-de-Land Square.

“Specifically, about half a month ago, when the servant was cleaning the basement, he accidentally knocked on the wall and found a large hole behind the basement wall.”

Shade The expression remained the same:

"Treasure? Burrows? Or bones?"

The Old Lady glanced at him in surprise:
"You really have some skills as a detective, yes A bone."

There was no expression on her face, and she spoke in a very slow tone, as if speaking too fast would endanger her health.

"Then call the police? Even people who died hundreds of years ago should be seen by Ridwich Field?"

Shade suggested, he didn't actually answer Has been commissioned in relation to a murder case.

"Don't call the police," said Mrs. Watson.

"Why?"

"The police have already come. They and I both know who this skeleton is and why it died."

Old Lady's mouth is wrinkled with her age, and her mouth is barely visible when she speaks.

"Then may I ask, who is this?"

Shade was slightly vigilant, and glanced at the middle age person standing at the door.

"Judging from the clothes and some other items found at the same time, it should be missing thirty-two years ago, my husband."

The expression on his face is still unemotional , Shade thinks he's involved in something troublesome, but Lavender Baron has no reason to let himself be involved in such a thing.

"That's it"

"As for the murderer, it should be my disappointing younger brother. When he was young, he had a conflict with my husband, but both of them like to drink. , and after drinking, after my husband disappeared, the first thing I suspected was him, he admitted it, and even took the initiative to surrender to the crime at Ridwich Field. He just wouldn't say where he hid the body, so we haven't seen each other for almost a lifetime. It's been almost ten years since he passed away."

She sighed slowly, drooping. Looking towards the teacup on the table, he added:

"These things can be found in Ridwich Field, so you don't have to worry that I'm lying to you."

" People like you will definitely not lie to me."

Shade said something he didn't believe, and then asked:
"Then I want to entrust me."

"When I was young, I thought that I could find him one day, bury him well, and be buried next to him after I die. So, I bought the tomb several decades ago, and I have kept it all these years. Now When the body was found, I also went to the Ridwich Field to notify the case, and the case was over. I notified the people from my husband's family and wanted to hold a funeral. Although he did not have a title before his death, he was also from a count family. I want to bury him, the Watsons, insisting that the nobles be there to deliver the eulogy, or they won't be there."

"The Watsons, why make such a request?"

"His death made people in the Watson family very dissatisfied, thinking that our sister and brother conspired to kill him for the shares of the factory."

Engaged in Looking at the results three decades later, this view is actually correct. Because it is inferred from the information on the business card that the controller of the factory is indeed the Old Lady in front of him. After Mr. Watson's death, everything belongs to the poor widow.

(end of this chapter)