Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 238

2021-08-04

Chapter 238 Funerals and Cats
"After all these years, all the grudges are over, but the time has come In the end, I want to embarrass me, so I have this request."

"Yes, as long as you have money, it is actually not troublesome to find a dilapidated noble to read the eulogy. So, this can only be regarded as an embarrassment, They probably want Mr. Watson to be buried as soon as possible."

Shade agrees that the most important thing in a place like Tobesque is the nobles, and the most important thing for Mrs. Watson is the gold pound .

He held up the teacup and pretended to drink water, but he was actually thinking. Putting down his teacup, he asked again:
"Then you want me to go?"

"Yes, you, Hamilton of Rejed."

Shade cautiously Shaking his head:

"Sorry, although Knight is a nobleman, he has no title. Why aren't you looking for those Barons who are in desperate need of money? I don't think it's a hassle."

Mrs. Watson gave the answer:

"It's not a problem, I'm willing to pay, but after all, it's my husband's funeral, and I still want to find someone who is upright, kind, and well-behaved. Say eulogy, not strangers who do things with money. After Lavender introduced you to me, I don't think anyone is more qualified than you, I read the newspapers, you are very good."

Shade agrees on this point, not because the other party praised him, but if he chooses, he also hopes that the guy who reads the eulogy at his funeral is a good person with a reputation.

Especially because he's been getting a lot of limelight in the newspapers recently, it was reasonable for Mrs. Watson to come to him through a friend's introduction.

"Originally wanted Lavender to help, but he has no time in the afternoon and has a big business to discuss."

"Funeral this afternoon?"

Shade asks embarrassedly. Before Thursday, he didn't really want to spend time doing anything else.

"It won't be a long delay, at most two hours. The fee is 20 pounds, and the travel expenses are reimbursed. I heard Lavender say, do you like Rhodes cards? Then add a special rule of Rhodes cards. German cards."

"Well, did you tell Baron what the reward was?"

Shade asked.

"I didn't say at the time that since he has business, I can't disturb him. If you don't agree, Mr. Hamilton, I think I should go visit someone else. There are some alternatives, But they're not as good as you."

"Hmmm"

If Lavender Baron knew the reward in advance, nothing would have given Shade the chance.

“What is the address of the cemetery chosen for the funeral?”

“Tobesque Public Cemetery East Section No. 3, I bought a compartment in the crypt. "

"Wait a minute."

He stood up and walked into the study, where he found in the drawer the body of Detective Sparrow when he handed it over to the grave keeper In the receipt, the address for the burial is Cemetery No. 2, East Section of the Tobesque Public Cemetery.

The two are very close.

"It's better to visit Detective Sparrow before the major event."

He considered the commission with this idea in mind, and finally agreed to accept it. this commission.

An appointment was made to meet in the afternoon, and it was only eight o'clock in the morning when Mrs. Watson was seen off. The rest of the morning was spent by Shade practicing Mystic Art and adapting to the Sage-level relic [Golden Necklace of Ancient Demoness].

Although I can't use the power of Mystery Lock with this necklace, at least the already powerful [Silver Moon Slash] has become stronger. Even if he didn't find someone to experiment, Shade fully believed that apart from the power of the relic, the seriously injured Silver Eyed Man would never be able to resist his own attack.

While having lunch, I was thinking in my heart about my plan of action for tomorrow night. He didn't make the ridiculous act of putting a spoon in his nose because he was too focused, but because of his absent-mindedness, when preparing lunch for Mia, the amount of cat food was accidentally less than usual.

When Shade prepares cat food, Mia usually "reserved" to the side, pretending not to care, and when Shade finishes pouring the cat food, she immediately rushes over after saying hello.

It was the same this time. When Shade poured those precious cat food at the dining table, the small orange cat lay on the windowsill of the living room, and seemed to have a strong interest in the street scene of Sainte-de-Land Square. .

"Mia~"

He shouted, then thoughtfully sat down on the table to deal with his lunch.

The orange cat happily trotted over, but when he looked down, he didn't eat immediately as usual, but stopped there.

It looked up towards Shade, its large amber eyes reflecting the frowned, wandering look of the young detective.

"Meow~"

So he trotted to Shade's trousers, stretched out his paws and tugged at his trousers, then let out another cry.

Looking up expectantly, Shade still held the spoon and looked thoughtful.

"Meow~"

Once again, seeing that Shade still didn't respond, the cat stepped back a bit, then jumped forward and grabbed Shade's pants. came to his knees.

"Oh, my pants!"

Now Shade finally notices the cat who wants to attract attention, hugs the cat and "picks" it off his pants , saw the cat food without moving a mouthful:

"What's the matter? Don't you like to eat these?"

"Meow~"

Shade is not there Trying to talk to Mia, just joking, didn't expect that cat actually stretched out its paws and pointed to the kitchen cupboard where Shade stored a large amount of cat food.

Big amber eyes looked at him, and the orange pattern on his back seemed to gleam in the sunlight coming in from the window.

"You mean there's not enough cat food?"

Shade tilted his head and glanced at the lunch for the cat, then asked slightly surprised. But this time Mia didn't seem to understand what he said, she just wriggled in Shade's hands, trying to get him down:
"Can you really understand human words?"

He bent Putting the cat down on her waist, Mia immediately ran to her lunch:

"Didn't Miss Anat say it's a normal cat?"

Shade got up to get the bag of cat food :
"I'm over-hearted? Or, can cats really be so smart?"

He squinted and looked towards Mia, who squatted beside her cat food and raised her head. Wagging his tail and looking at him expectantly:
"It seems... just a little smarter."

Regarding whether the cat temporarily residing at No. 6 St. Teresa Square is normal, Shade I have already consulted the female voice in my heart and Miss Annat respectively, and the answer I got was nothing abnormal.

So this suspicion of his seems to be just his own paranoia, but since the cat won't leave until at least winter in the foreseeable future, Shade thinks he has time to put it Take it to Miss Galina and check it out.

Of course, Cat Mia didn't know what Shade was thinking at this time. After lunch, the cat started to feel sleepy.

As usual, it was lying a little further away from the snow basin, allowing the sunlight to shine through the mist on its back, enjoying a pleasant afternoon.

The life of a pet cat is really leisurely.

(end of this chapter)