Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 131 Leonard’s Investigation
Kingdom of Rouen, capital of East Chester County, Storn City.
Audrey left the manor and entered the villa, and after socializing with the nobles here, she sent her servant to the Bavarian Bank to withdraw a sum of cash.
Now, she doesn’t need to worry about anything, she can easily pay off the 2000 pounds owed to Mr. Fool’s family and pay the 1800 pounds to Mr. World, which is derived from the characteristics of the “psychiatrist”. 1800 pounds.
A quarter of an hour later, Audrey opened the door to her bedroom, glanced at Anne, her maid, who was supervising the servants, looked down at the big golden dog crouching by the wall, and with a smile on her face, she lowered her voice and said with a glittering gaze:
”Susie, you will have a gift later, looking forward to it?”
If it were the Audrey of the past, she would have directly said “Susie, your gift has arrived”, so that the golden furred big dog would find out that she could also get the real item in the room, and this would easily make Susie, who had recently studied the basics of the occult hard, speculate in the direction of ritual magic.
With a different spin, things would have turned out that Audrey had received a mysterious incoming letter/message in her bedroom confirming that a gift was about to be delivered, which left too many, too many possibilities.
Susie read Audrey’s heartfelt joy and sincerity, and subconsciously was about to open her mouth, vibrate the air, and make a sound, inquiring as to what the gift was, but she was keenly aware of Audrey’s personal maid, Anne, leaning in close, and guardedly gave up on her original idea.
She returned to her normal canine self, wagging her tail slowly to express her own pleasurable anticipation.
After deliberately finding an excuse to go outside, Audrey entered the “chemistry lab” that was specially designated for herself, and placed the characteristics of the “psychiatrist” and the auxiliary materials on the long table one by one.
”Susie, do you remember the process of mixing the magic potion last time?” She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and played the role of a teacher with interest.
”Woof, remember!” Susie had already understood what her gift was, and was momentarily very happy, “Woof” came out.
Audrey said smoothly:
”You try blending it yourself.”
Susie looked down at her paws and suddenly fell silent.
Audrey was stunned at first, then briefly silent as well.
After a few seconds, grabbing the big golden-haired dog before he opened his mouth, she pursed her lips without seeing the anomaly and said with a light smile:
”Well, Susie, there’s no need to open your mouth, I know what you want to say, you want to express that you’re just a dog and can’t concoct magic potions, right?”
So embarrassing so embarrassing …… At the same time, the outwardly elegant and dignified Audrey covered her face hole in her heart.
”Woof!” Suzy nodded her head vigorously.
Audrey seized the opportunity, turned her body, and quickly concocted the “psychiatrist” magic potion.
She had asked Suzie before, and knew that the other party had completely digested the magic potion by Wednesday of this week.
This total is less than two months …… Well, most of the reason is that Suzie is not in the limelight, she can run around the manor and villa, listen to other people’s private discussions, and “read” the true thoughts of the maids…. …It’s also nice that she shares it all with me, if it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t know that many people have such a dark side to their thinking when they are usually so normal and kind …… Audrey poured the potion into a bowl and placed it on the floor.
She watched as Suzie went over and began to lick it, and it was hard to contain a tiny bit of anticipation:
”Suzie might also be affected by the magic potion and experience emotional instability,” she said.
”But that’s okay, Ms. Audrey, the ‘psychiatrist’ is ready to ‘soothe’ at a moment’s notice! Well, I prefer the name ‘psychoanalysis’, it seems more professional.”
Audrey’s pretty as emerald eyes stared earnestly at Suzie, the big blonde dog, noticing that the other party’s pupils were gradually fading, somewhat erect, and dark golden scales seemed to grow underneath the thick fur, while the aura belonging to Suzie was spreading outwards as if it was intertwined with the entire space of the villa.
Calming her slightly tense emotions, Audrey focused on observing Susie’s state, as long as the other party appeared a little abnormal, she would immediately use the extraordinary ability of “psychoanalysis”.
Suddenly, Suzy’s voice rang in her ears:
”Audrey, I did it!”
”……” Audrey briefly did not know what to say.
……
In her dream, Daisy was back on the East Side, back in the dated apartment where she had lived for years.
She pushed open the door to her room and saw her mom, Liv, and sister, Freya, hard at work, doing the laundry.
Daisy became instantly delighted and was about to join them in ironing.
Just then she heard a knock on the door.
She whipped her head around to see that her visitor was a young man in a black and white checkered police uniform.
The officer, with inked hair and blue pupils and a slightly fuzzy look, held a book and pen and opened his mouth to inquire:
”What was left unsaid in the Karpin case, other than that which you have already recounted?”
”That is all of less importance.” Daisy answered rather muddily.
The handsome officer looked down at his notebook and said:
”That’s okay, I’m willing to listen.”
Daisy looked back at the hanging piece of clothing and felt as if she had forgotten some kind of instruction.
She honestly described the trivial details, and at the end said:
”…… After I was kidnapped, my mother and sister had a private investigator commissioned to find the man, a Mr. Sherlock Moriarty. He’s a good man, and although he wasn’t able to find me directly, he did contact the press afterward to help me get compensation from the foundation ……”
The dark-haired, blue-pupiled officer looked up again, glanced at Daisy and said with a warm smile:
”Very well, I’m satisfied with your answer.
”Do you remember what the private investigator looked like?”
Daisy nodded, and was not surprised to see Mr. Sherlock Moriarty appear beside her.
With his thick beard and gold-rimmed glasses, the great detective was no different than she remembered.
After a few deep glances from the ink-haired, blue-pupiled officer, Daisy wondered when he had left and why her mother and sister in the room had suddenly disappeared.
She ran through the East End, searching for familiar figures, and eventually woke up in intense frustration and sadness, staring at the dark ceiling of the school dormitory for several seconds.
Without making a sound, Daisy turned her body on its side and buried most of her face into the pillow.
At the edge of the pillow, the wetness gradually widened.
The one who entered Daisy’s dream was none other than Leonard Mitchell, and although the common denominator of his investigation into the two cases was just to have his own time to do something, the superficial perfunctory was still not forgotten, and as a result, he really found something wrong.
”In both the Langelus case and the Capin case, that private investigator called Sherlock Moriarty appeared, as well as his friend Mike Joseph reporter …… Although they are both just hovering on the edge of things, but it’s also a direction of investigation, heh, that Sherlock Moriarty looks a bit familiar ah. Which wanted man could it be?” Leonard recalled what he had seen in his dream, put on his red gloves, and entered the bottom of St. Samuel’s Church.
He had just greeted the squad leader, Solstice, when he saw a companion approach and hand over two thin sheets of paper:
”Here’s all you need to know about the red-eyed man at Harvest Church that you’re investigating.”
”Thank you, enjoying lunch together?” Leonard asked with a smile.
The night watchman shrugged his shoulders and said:
”No, as long as you stop giving me nightmares.”
”Deal.” Leonard smiled and took the information.
He stood still, in no hurry to sit down, and casually flipped through it:
”Emlyn White, a vampire, currently affiliated with the Church of Mother Earth Goddess …… He had disappeared for a period of time, and his parents had commissioned a private investigator to look for him, and according to a Mr. Stuart, the matter was eventually solved by the great detective Sherlock Moriarty. ”
The smile on Leonard’s face gradually settled and became quite serious.
”Sherlock Moriarty?” He repeated the name in his mind.
……
Crane didn’t rush for the opportunity to play for real, wandering the port city of Oravi Island as a traveler, seeking a brief moment of relaxation in a life that was tense with few gaps.
The city was dominated by new Lune immigrants, and the style of food was not too different from the east coast of the kingdom, except for the presence of fresh and rare fruits and a variety of seafood, which was a bit of a specialty.
With its abundant natural resources and its location at the key point of the Safe Passage, people are living pretty well, and even the farmers on the outskirts of the city are able to save up a certain amount of savings through their orchards.
That’s not to say that there aren’t any poor people in Olavi, there isn’t a lower class, it’s just that this class is mainly filled by the original slaves – the Ruin Council passed the bill to abolish slavery a long time ago.
Swallowing the juicy and sweet pulp, Klein looked at the darkening sky, turned the corner and entered a bar called “Sweet Lemon”.
It was one of the most famous gathering places for adventurers in Olavi, and Klein planned to get the two remaining auxiliary materials for the “Secret Puppet Master” here – the more common Dragon Tree Bark and Sunia Golden Spring water.
By now, the bar was already quite busy, with many people around the boxing ring holding cups and cheering loudly, while at the surrounding tables, a person who seemed to be an adventurer exchanged all kinds of rumors in a low voice.
Klein was about to squeeze his way to the bar when he suddenly heard his name.
”…… I’m Germaine Sparrow, you should know who I am, I’ve gotten a treasure map and I need to hire some help, it’s not that I’m scared, but I can’t lift that much treasure by myself …… “A green-eyed man in his thirties, holding a half cup of spirits, said to the two men and two women in the corner who didn’t know whether they were merchants or adventurers.
You are also called Germaine Sparrow? How does the treasure map …… sound like a scam …… The matter of my hunting the “coquettish one” has spread from Bayam to this side? Well, it must have been by telegraph and traveler, so many people knew my name and deeds but not my face …… and then some crooks seized the opportunity and pretended to be me to deceive people …… Klein leaned over with a dazed look.
The green eyed man took a sip of his spirits and tapped his glass heavily on the tabletop and said:
”Refuse or agree, I don’t mind, but I hate it when people make me wait!
”Do you want to be like the ‘coquettish’?”
A young man across the table spoke with some trepidation:
”I know you are a powerful adventurer ……”
”So?” That green-eyed man interrupted the other party.
Just then, he only felt his collar tighten and was lifted up hard and thrown towards the door.
Without explaining anything, Klein directly threw the guy out with an expressionless face.
Then, he drew his revolver, aimed at the place where the green-eyed man had fallen, and pulled the trigger without a care in the world.
Bang!
The green-eyed man had just landed on the ground with a thud, when he saw the ground under his crotch sputtering with sparks, he was so scared that the harsh words that had already reached his mouth instantly flowed backwards, and he fled from the bar with a roll and a crawl.
No other words were needed, his weakness was direct proof that he was no Germaine Sparrow.
Crane ignored the dumbfounded dupe, blew politely on the muzzle of his gun, and tucked the revolver back under his armpit.
Then he walked slowly toward the bar in an atmosphere stunned into silence by the sound of the gunshot.