Royal Family... Klein silently said to himself with the letter sent by someone from Aisinger Stanton.
He looked up and saw the rain dripping outside the window, and the gas street lights emitted a quiet halo after a while.
In the living room, the coffee table was neat and several stacks of newspapers were placed in a corner, without any sound around.
Klein sat on the sofa, leaning forward slightly, and was silent for a long time.
After nearly ten minutes, he exhaled turbid air, shook his head, and threw the letter in his hand into the trash can with a slow and heavy movement.
He slowly stood up and walked to the second floor without expression.
The letter from Aisinger Stanton in the trash can quietly caught fire and quickly rolled up, turning into black ashes.
…………
On Monday morning, Klein stood in front of the washing mirror, pressed the temples on both sides with his right thumb and middle finger respectively, and rubbed them slightly hard.
After doing all this, he unscrewed the faucet, buried his body, picked up the cold tap water and poured it on his face, washing his face in a chill.
He hung up his towel and walked to the first floor, and simply made a single-sided fried egg with butter toast.
Of course, a cup of black tea with a little sliced lemon can quench thirst and relieve greasiness.
After using breakfast and leisurely looking through the remaining newspapers, Klein suddenly heard the doorbell making a jingle sound.
who?New commission?Has the "Heart of Mechanism" explored the tomb of the Amon family?No, it wasn't that fast... Klein made a whisper, put down his napkin and newspaper, and walked slowly towards the door.
When he held the handle, the appearance of an outsider suddenly appeared in his mind:
It was a middle-aged and elderly gentleman who was dressed meticulously. His shirt was white and straight, and his thick gray-blue vest perfectly held his stomach. The long Yàn tuxedo dress was clearly lines without any flaws.
The gentleman was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes and could not see the traces of walking through the rain and mud.
He was wearing a pair of white thread knitted gloves, his temples were mixed with a few silver hair, his face was dark nasolabial, and his light brown eyes were so serious that they didn't have a smile.
Don't know him... Klein muttered and opened the door.
May I ask, who are you looking for?he asked politely.
The middle-aged and elderly gentleman took off his hat, pressed it on his chest, and bowed in the most standard posture:
I am a housekeeper, and I will invite you in place of my master, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty.
Do I know your master?What did he look for me?Klein was completely confused.
But at this time, he had noticed that a carriage was parked opposite the cement road, with a dark and thick shell and a curtain on the inside of the window, which looked like it was not an ordinary product.
There was luxury in the low-key... Klein looked at it and suddenly found an emblem in the conspicuous position of the carriage.
The main body of the herald is a vertically downward sword, and the handle of the sword has a red crown.
This... Sword of Judgment... The Sword of Judgment representing the royal Augustus family!Klein's heart was shocked and he roughly understood the origin of the housekeeper.
Perhaps he was still a relatively powerful extraordinary person... Klein made a guess in his heart.
The professional and rigorous housekeeper did not care about his scrutiny and said with a polite smile:
You and my master have never met, but should be known as knowing, you have been giving him clues to the organization symbolized by the tarot card, and he has paid the money you need.
Sure enough, it was the big man Talim mentioned. I have been using fake news to cheat funds, and even passed on all the reimbursements from Old Kohler... It's hard to refuse the invitation from the party, especially Talim is still dead... Klein pondered for two seconds and said:
Your master came to me for Talim's death?
Yes, Talim was his friend, and he was sad and confused about his death, and he heard that you were on the scene.The old butler said clearly.
No, I didn't... Klein subconsciously wanted to deny it, but in the end he could only nod:
Yes, I watched Talim die in front of me.
It's really a sad and regretful thing.The old butler said sincerely, are you willing to accept my master’s invitation?
Do I have any reason to refuse?That seems very suspicious!Maybe you killed him on the spot... Klein looked at the other party and said:
I happened to have nothing to do in the morning.
OK, Mr. Moriarty, please.The old butler bent down slightly, stretched out his white gloves' right palm and pointed to the carriage across the cement road.
Alas, I have always avoided contact with big names, but because of Talim's death, I have to face the one behind him... I don't know if it will attract attention or more in-depth background investigations... I have to make plans in advance and be ready to give up this stronghold at any time... Also, get the characteristics of the human skin shadow and the hair of the deep sea Naga as soon as possible, and be promoted to Faceless Man as soon as possible!
In that case, my ability to resist risks will not only double!
Klein had already thought about some of the following things when he changed into a coat, put on his hat, and walked towards the carriage with royal heraldry.
At this time, the servant brought by the old housekeeper helped him open the car door.
Walking on the thick brown-yellow carpet and looking at the wooden cabinets containing red wine, white wine, champagne, Langzi, Helander and crystal-sharpened cups, Klein was a little restrained for a moment and found a seat by the window to sit down.
Langqi refers to the strong distilled liquor made from pure malt, such as the Lielangqi, the most popular ones for sailors. Now the bottles in the cabinet are obviously high-end products. As for Heland, it refers to the strong distilled liquor mixed with other grains. Like Langqi, they are all Luen's characteristics.
Watching the carriage drive through the wet street, Klein asked casually:
Go to Queens?
No, my master is waiting for you at the Red Rose Manor in the outskirts of Queens.The old housekeeper did not hide it.
It seems to be the royal manor... Klein thought about it and asked again with a smile:
You can tell me your master’s identity now, right?
The old butler's already straight back became more and more straight, and his chin was raised:
He is the descendant of the 'founder', the 'protector', the descendant of the 'stronger', and the fifth child of His Majesty the King, Earl of Rustin, His Highness Prince Edsac Augustus.
It turned out to be the third prince, the second-to-last prince, but it seems to be twenty-one or two years old... Klein recalled his experience at the Crager Club and the descriptions that occasionally appeared in newspapers and magazines.
The carriage drove through the streets and walked around the northwest from the artificial lake. It took more than an hour to finally arrive at a manor with a wide area.
At the door of the manor, Klein was inspected by two soldiers wearing white trousers and red uniforms, and did not hide the presence of the underarm gun bag and revolver.
He believed that there must be someone around Prince Edsack who could see that he was carrying a gun and blindly trying to deceive by relying on illusions, it would be easy to backfire.
Anyway, the prince knew that I was a private detective, and his men would definitely not send guests to the police station because I illegally held a gun... Klein watched helplessly as the soldiers took the gun bag and revolver and received it when they were told to come out.
After two more inspections, Klein followed the old house around the main house and came to a wide area with hills and water flow.
The only disadvantage here is that the plants and trees have long withered in the middle of winter and are deserted.
Da, da, da, several horses ran over from a distance and stopped in front.
A young man in white trousers, high black boots, a slim shirt and dark rider suit quickly dismounted and walked over, while the rest followed him.
He took off his helmet hat protecting his head and smiled at Kline:
Finally, I saw you, Detective Moriarty.
Seeing him, Cranton felt a bright look, not because of how handsome he was, but because he looked like Henry Augustus I printed on a 5-pound note.
Edsac Augustus also had a round face and long narrow eyes, but was not serious at all. Instead, he always smiled, young and energetic.
I didn't know before that you were your prince.Klein bent down and bowed.
Edsack held the horse whip, weighed it in his palm, and laughed:
I heard about your important role in the two cases of "Serial Killer" and "Apostle of Desire". Talim's recommendation is indeed good. Alas, who would have thought that he, who was racing with me a few days ago, passed away like this and went to the kingdom of storm and lightning.
Since its founding, the Augustus family has always believed in the Lord of the Storm.
Before Klein could answer, he calmed down and said:
The investigation into Talim's death did not go through me, Mr. Moriarty, I hope you can help me find out the truth.
Conclusions given by other people in the royal family?Your two brothers?It was this level of struggle from the beginning, and I couldn't bear Ah... Also, Your Highness, your style is really direct... Klein sighed:
Although it is a pity, I still want to say that Talim died of a sudden heart disease.
Yeah?There was news from the ‘Punisher’ that a great detective named Sherlock Moriarty identified the traces of curses on Talim.Prince Edsack chuckled.
Klein could only respond with a wry smile:
Your Highness, you should know my principles, and I want to live another fifty years.
Is Talim not your friend?Prince Edsack asked immediately.
Klein was not sure how to answer when suddenly a maid came from the main house, quickly approached the prince, and lowered his voice and said a few words.
Edsack suddenly looked stern:
Tell her that you can't go out!
After saying that, he took two steps, his serious expression eased, and there was a little softness and helplessness in his blue eyes:
But I allowed her to leave the room and walk around the manor at will.
He looked up and saw the rain dripping outside the window, and the gas street lights emitted a quiet halo after a while.
In the living room, the coffee table was neat and several stacks of newspapers were placed in a corner, without any sound around.
Klein sat on the sofa, leaning forward slightly, and was silent for a long time.
After nearly ten minutes, he exhaled turbid air, shook his head, and threw the letter in his hand into the trash can with a slow and heavy movement.
He slowly stood up and walked to the second floor without expression.
The letter from Aisinger Stanton in the trash can quietly caught fire and quickly rolled up, turning into black ashes.
…………
On Monday morning, Klein stood in front of the washing mirror, pressed the temples on both sides with his right thumb and middle finger respectively, and rubbed them slightly hard.
After doing all this, he unscrewed the faucet, buried his body, picked up the cold tap water and poured it on his face, washing his face in a chill.
He hung up his towel and walked to the first floor, and simply made a single-sided fried egg with butter toast.
Of course, a cup of black tea with a little sliced lemon can quench thirst and relieve greasiness.
After using breakfast and leisurely looking through the remaining newspapers, Klein suddenly heard the doorbell making a jingle sound.
who?New commission?Has the "Heart of Mechanism" explored the tomb of the Amon family?No, it wasn't that fast... Klein made a whisper, put down his napkin and newspaper, and walked slowly towards the door.
When he held the handle, the appearance of an outsider suddenly appeared in his mind:
It was a middle-aged and elderly gentleman who was dressed meticulously. His shirt was white and straight, and his thick gray-blue vest perfectly held his stomach. The long Yàn tuxedo dress was clearly lines without any flaws.
The gentleman was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes and could not see the traces of walking through the rain and mud.
He was wearing a pair of white thread knitted gloves, his temples were mixed with a few silver hair, his face was dark nasolabial, and his light brown eyes were so serious that they didn't have a smile.
Don't know him... Klein muttered and opened the door.
May I ask, who are you looking for?he asked politely.
The middle-aged and elderly gentleman took off his hat, pressed it on his chest, and bowed in the most standard posture:
I am a housekeeper, and I will invite you in place of my master, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty.
Do I know your master?What did he look for me?Klein was completely confused.
But at this time, he had noticed that a carriage was parked opposite the cement road, with a dark and thick shell and a curtain on the inside of the window, which looked like it was not an ordinary product.
There was luxury in the low-key... Klein looked at it and suddenly found an emblem in the conspicuous position of the carriage.
The main body of the herald is a vertically downward sword, and the handle of the sword has a red crown.
This... Sword of Judgment... The Sword of Judgment representing the royal Augustus family!Klein's heart was shocked and he roughly understood the origin of the housekeeper.
Perhaps he was still a relatively powerful extraordinary person... Klein made a guess in his heart.
The professional and rigorous housekeeper did not care about his scrutiny and said with a polite smile:
You and my master have never met, but should be known as knowing, you have been giving him clues to the organization symbolized by the tarot card, and he has paid the money you need.
Sure enough, it was the big man Talim mentioned. I have been using fake news to cheat funds, and even passed on all the reimbursements from Old Kohler... It's hard to refuse the invitation from the party, especially Talim is still dead... Klein pondered for two seconds and said:
Your master came to me for Talim's death?
Yes, Talim was his friend, and he was sad and confused about his death, and he heard that you were on the scene.The old butler said clearly.
No, I didn't... Klein subconsciously wanted to deny it, but in the end he could only nod:
Yes, I watched Talim die in front of me.
It's really a sad and regretful thing.The old butler said sincerely, are you willing to accept my master’s invitation?
Do I have any reason to refuse?That seems very suspicious!Maybe you killed him on the spot... Klein looked at the other party and said:
I happened to have nothing to do in the morning.
OK, Mr. Moriarty, please.The old butler bent down slightly, stretched out his white gloves' right palm and pointed to the carriage across the cement road.
Alas, I have always avoided contact with big names, but because of Talim's death, I have to face the one behind him... I don't know if it will attract attention or more in-depth background investigations... I have to make plans in advance and be ready to give up this stronghold at any time... Also, get the characteristics of the human skin shadow and the hair of the deep sea Naga as soon as possible, and be promoted to Faceless Man as soon as possible!
In that case, my ability to resist risks will not only double!
Klein had already thought about some of the following things when he changed into a coat, put on his hat, and walked towards the carriage with royal heraldry.
At this time, the servant brought by the old housekeeper helped him open the car door.
Walking on the thick brown-yellow carpet and looking at the wooden cabinets containing red wine, white wine, champagne, Langzi, Helander and crystal-sharpened cups, Klein was a little restrained for a moment and found a seat by the window to sit down.
Langqi refers to the strong distilled liquor made from pure malt, such as the Lielangqi, the most popular ones for sailors. Now the bottles in the cabinet are obviously high-end products. As for Heland, it refers to the strong distilled liquor mixed with other grains. Like Langqi, they are all Luen's characteristics.
Watching the carriage drive through the wet street, Klein asked casually:
Go to Queens?
No, my master is waiting for you at the Red Rose Manor in the outskirts of Queens.The old housekeeper did not hide it.
It seems to be the royal manor... Klein thought about it and asked again with a smile:
You can tell me your master’s identity now, right?
The old butler's already straight back became more and more straight, and his chin was raised:
He is the descendant of the 'founder', the 'protector', the descendant of the 'stronger', and the fifth child of His Majesty the King, Earl of Rustin, His Highness Prince Edsac Augustus.
It turned out to be the third prince, the second-to-last prince, but it seems to be twenty-one or two years old... Klein recalled his experience at the Crager Club and the descriptions that occasionally appeared in newspapers and magazines.
The carriage drove through the streets and walked around the northwest from the artificial lake. It took more than an hour to finally arrive at a manor with a wide area.
At the door of the manor, Klein was inspected by two soldiers wearing white trousers and red uniforms, and did not hide the presence of the underarm gun bag and revolver.
He believed that there must be someone around Prince Edsack who could see that he was carrying a gun and blindly trying to deceive by relying on illusions, it would be easy to backfire.
Anyway, the prince knew that I was a private detective, and his men would definitely not send guests to the police station because I illegally held a gun... Klein watched helplessly as the soldiers took the gun bag and revolver and received it when they were told to come out.
After two more inspections, Klein followed the old house around the main house and came to a wide area with hills and water flow.
The only disadvantage here is that the plants and trees have long withered in the middle of winter and are deserted.
Da, da, da, several horses ran over from a distance and stopped in front.
A young man in white trousers, high black boots, a slim shirt and dark rider suit quickly dismounted and walked over, while the rest followed him.
He took off his helmet hat protecting his head and smiled at Kline:
Finally, I saw you, Detective Moriarty.
Seeing him, Cranton felt a bright look, not because of how handsome he was, but because he looked like Henry Augustus I printed on a 5-pound note.
Edsac Augustus also had a round face and long narrow eyes, but was not serious at all. Instead, he always smiled, young and energetic.
I didn't know before that you were your prince.Klein bent down and bowed.
Edsack held the horse whip, weighed it in his palm, and laughed:
I heard about your important role in the two cases of "Serial Killer" and "Apostle of Desire". Talim's recommendation is indeed good. Alas, who would have thought that he, who was racing with me a few days ago, passed away like this and went to the kingdom of storm and lightning.
Since its founding, the Augustus family has always believed in the Lord of the Storm.
Before Klein could answer, he calmed down and said:
The investigation into Talim's death did not go through me, Mr. Moriarty, I hope you can help me find out the truth.
Conclusions given by other people in the royal family?Your two brothers?It was this level of struggle from the beginning, and I couldn't bear Ah... Also, Your Highness, your style is really direct... Klein sighed:
Although it is a pity, I still want to say that Talim died of a sudden heart disease.
Yeah?There was news from the ‘Punisher’ that a great detective named Sherlock Moriarty identified the traces of curses on Talim.Prince Edsack chuckled.
Klein could only respond with a wry smile:
Your Highness, you should know my principles, and I want to live another fifty years.
Is Talim not your friend?Prince Edsack asked immediately.
Klein was not sure how to answer when suddenly a maid came from the main house, quickly approached the prince, and lowered his voice and said a few words.
Edsack suddenly looked stern:
Tell her that you can't go out!
After saying that, he took two steps, his serious expression eased, and there was a little softness and helplessness in his blue eyes:
But I allowed her to leave the room and walk around the manor at will.
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