Chapter 79 I can't think of a title
Chapter 79 I can't think of a title
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In the morning, Florent said goodbye to his passionate lover and returned home with a refreshed spirit and a sleepy body. The housekeeper opened the door for him, and the well-trained servants served him closely, taking off his coat and bringing him home clothes. After he changed into softer and looser clothes, he stretched his body and yawned, feeling very comfortable.
Walking through the corridor to the main hall, he saw his usually lively sister slumped on the sofa, holding a thick and boring-looking book and reading it intently.
"What are you doing?" Florent walked behind Adela and saw that the pages of the book were yellowed and there were many strange symbols drawn on them. The text was not Intis, but ancient Hermes. Florent immediately became alert, "Adela, what do you want to do? It's not another weird ritual, is it?"
"I warned you. Research is fine, but you can't, at least not secretly practice these ritual magic at home!"
Adela put down the big book that covered her entire face, revealing two huge dark circles under her eyes and a haggard and confused face after being beaten by knowledge.
"I don't think the ritual is completely useless..."
Adela defended herself weakly: "Look, brother, when I was nine years old, I was kidnapped by bad guys and saw a powerful and beautiful demon. After I came back, I studied the ritual of summoning demons for five years. As a result, this demon has really appeared beside me now."
"This isn't a summon at all."
"After all, the lines of His exoskeleton are so beautiful, and every twist is just right. The blood-stained claws and scales made me fall in love at first sight. The curved horns feel like bones, but the edges have a cold light like a blade. Every part of them is a work of art. His black eyes are like the legendary abyss. When he looks at me, I feel that my breathing and heartbeat will stop at the same time. I love his cold, cruel eyes that look down on all life. I really want to touch His wings, which are broad and beautiful, as if they can cover the sky, and are more beautiful than hang gliders..."
"Enough is enough. No one can understand what you are saying."
For the umpteenth time, Florent thought "Fuck, this is really weird" about his sister's hobby, and from this he had another mysterious thought: his sister's dream would be blasphemy for any angel, so is blasphemy against the devil really blasphemy or is it playing into the devil's hands? Is this a case of two negatives equaling a positive? Then he reflected on his boring thought for five seconds. It is really easy to lose your human status when chatting with Adela.
Florent had no choice but to say, "I have no objection to you winning over others for the family or pursuing them simply because you like them. So where are you now?"
Adela trembled a few times: "I haven't started yet... I'm reading the relevant literature on pleasing and summoning demons..."
Florent was in deep silence.
"I'm ashamed of your progress," he said, "You'd better give up. That kind of existence won't be moved without reason."
"But I don't want to marry the Count of Wells."
Adela held her chin and sighed, "He is stupid, frivolous and superficial. He has not inherited any of his parents' merits, not even in appearance. In every aspect, he is not as good as a single scale of His Royal Highness Edward. He likes to brag about his military exploits but is very timid. His so-called military exploits are nothing more than riding a horse and showing his face when suppressing mobs and colonies. If it weren't for my poor talent and his family making money too quickly from the southern continent recently, I guess they would have no chance to climb up the high branches of our royal family."
"He's ten years older than me!"
"His Highness Edward is more than a thousand years older than you...?"
“It’s different!”
"Your Majesty needs funds for future wars."
Floran replied succinctly: "I know this is unfair to you, but it is our duty to repay the family. After you climb up the royal family of Soran, they will definitely do everything they can to please you, and they won't even dare to control you from finding a lover. After you become pregnant, you can directly cause Earl Wells to die accidentally, and then rely on the child to control the family. At that time, you will be the legitimate mistress, and you can change your surname back to Soran if you want."
“I don’t even want to go through this process.”
Adela threw the book away, fell sideways on the sofa, buried her face in the luxurious and soft leather sofa, and said almost nonsensically: "I can feel what that person wants, but I haven't been able to completely impress Him... Anyway, the engagement hasn't been finalized yet, I still have a chance, let me try again!"
Florent shrugged, yawned, and went back to his room to catch up on some sleep.
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Klein waited at home until after ten o'clock, but the reporter Mike, who he had arranged to interview, had not yet arrived, which meant that the interview was likely to be postponed. So he changed into a heavy old coat, put on a peaked cap and Daisy's word book, and left Minsk 15. His original plan was to find an opportunity to give old Kohler some hints when accompanying Mike to the East District for an interview, asking him not to mention that he had promised to help Liv find her daughter.
As for Liv's family, it was old Khloe who went to remind them.
Now that Mike had postponed the matter for a day, Klein was more relaxed and no longer worried about mistakes or accidents.
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Combining the address mentioned by Old Kohler, Klein went deep into the East District according to the revelation obtained by divination. Under the gazes of those who were either vigilant or alert, or numb or greedy, he found the room on the third floor.
There was a bunk bed, and the total space was only about seven or eight square meters. The only cabinet was filled with miscellaneous items, and in the corner was Taylor's sewing machine that seemed like it could fall apart at any time. Every empty space was filled to the brim, but it surprisingly gave people a fairly tidy feeling.
Father and daughter living together? There are no other beds on the floor here. It seems that Taylor is really working hard and is very tired... Klein looked directly at the lower bunk of the bunk bed at the innermost side and shouted, "Old Kohler."
Suddenly, Old Kohler sat up and leaned towards the door in surprise: "As expected, you are here. After I sent you the letter yesterday, I guessed that you would come to see me today, so I didn't go to the dock and waited at home."
Well, I don't need to think about how to make up a lie to explain why I came here to find you... Klein looked around and said, "Old Kohler, with your current income, you can definitely rent a better room and move to a better place. Why did you just change from sleeping on the floor to a bunk bed?"
"Most of the money is to help you gather information." Old Kohler smiled and said, "Besides, I'm not young anymore. I have to save some money for when my body becomes completely weak in the future. Taylor can't, and can't keep mending clothes for others. I think what Mrs. Liv said is right. I will also let Taylor go to school in the future, a charity school or a church night school..."
Klein was silent for two seconds and said, "You can consider buying some insurance, such as the 'Poverty Family Assistance Insurance'. As long as you pay a certain amount of money every year, it will allow you to receive a weekly payment that can at least fill your stomach and allow you to sleep in a room when you really get old."
The insurance industry in this world had its roots in the Fourth Epoch. After being promoted by Emperor Roselle, it is now relatively mature. It mainly includes various insurances related to maritime trade, fire insurance, injury insurance, pension insurance under different names, etc., which are generally concentrated on the wealthy and the middle class.
"I know this. When I was a worker, I paid 3 pence in insurance premiums every week, but then I lost my income..." Old Kohler sighed.
His biggest problem now is his unstable income. He doesn't know when the informant fees from the detective will stop.
Klein couldn't promise anything, so he pointed outside and said, "Let's go to Liv's house and return the vocabulary book to that girl."
After leaving the room, Klein casually said, "This is really ridiculous. I just said the day before yesterday that I would volunteer to help find Daisy, but she was sent back by the police yesterday. Don't mention this matter in the future. I don't want to be laughed at."
"Okay." Old Kohler agreed first, and then said, "No one will laugh at your kindness and goodness." As he spoke, Klein took out 13 soli from his pocket and pushed them in front of Old Kohler again. He smiled bitterly and said, "Haha, but it's a pity that I couldn't help, Old Kohler. The money still belongs to you."
Old Kohler obviously hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted the money: "Detective, I will use it to pay the insurance."
After walking through the dirty streets, the two arrived at Liv's house. Klein saw the girl who had just been rescued start ironing clothes again, which could burn her at any time. He saw the clothes hanging here hanging down, dripping with water, which was no different from before. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Daisy."
After a while, he finally called out, "Your vocabulary book."
Daisy's eyes lit up, but she couldn't leave. She worked for a while before stopping and coming to the door, saying "thank you" repeatedly.
After Liv and Freya put down their work and came over to express their gratitude, Klein repeated what he had just said to Old Kohler.
After getting a positive answer, he took out the 2 pounds he had prepared and handed it to Liv: "Tomorrow a reporter will come to interview Daisy. This is the payment he gave her in advance. But don't mention it in front of him, otherwise many things will be difficult to handle. Haha, he might give some more tomorrow, but not this much."
"Well, no, I'm willing to expose the bad guy's evil deeds for free!" Daisy shook her head violently.
Klein laughed. “This is the rule. You can’t break it. Do you understand?”
He turned to look at Liv and said, "Take it. You have the right idea. Only when Daisy and Freya know more words and learn more things can you get out of your current situation."
He had planned to say a lot of things, including suggesting that Liv and her family move to the edge of the East Side, because customers who could afford to hire someone to do their laundry wouldn't live in the East Side anyway, but in the end he didn't mention anything.
He originally planned to give the other party more help, but he still restrained his behavior.
There are more than a few thousand people like Liv's family in the East District, there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions. If a single individual wants to help them, even a big banker, it won't make much of a splash. And this is just the East District. Above it is the entire Backlund and the Kingdom of Loen.
"...Thank you. Please thank the reporter for me." Liv was silent for a while and accepted the money.
Klein didn't stay long and left in a hurry, as if there was a ghost hiding here that would devour his soul.
After walking outside with Old Kohler, he looked back, suddenly exhaled, and whispered:
"There has never been a savior..."
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Maria heard that detective Sherlock Moriarty had arrived early in the morning, and immediately began to prepare rewards and thanks. Mr. A, who was helped a lot by the other party's route map but almost lost his life because of the black ghost, felt ashamed to face people, so he returned to the Aurora Club early yesterday to report.
My promotion can finally be put on the agenda.
Dr. Black returned to everyone so easily. She had been collecting extraordinary materials privately for several years but had not saved enough money to buy one. His Highness Edward gave it to her so easily... Maria was a little depressed, but she was more happy and helpless about her own weakness. However, the opportunity to advance to Sequence 5 comforted her a little, but this matter had to wait until the turmoil in Kapin was completely resolved. The East District was in a tight spot recently.
"There has never been a savior? The next sentence seems to be... we don't need to rely on gods or emperors... what's next..."
Maria hurried to meet Klein as he visited Old Kohler and Daisy, and was about to leave the East District. The Sequence 6 Beyonder was about to speak when he heard Sherlock's whisper. He felt familiar for a moment. It seemed like an extremely blasphemous song, but it made people feel inexplicably motivated. As for where he heard it... maybe the leader? I didn't expect Detective Moriarty to sing this song. What a coincidence.
"Did you say anything just now?" asked old Kohler.
“No.” Klein shook his head. He happened to see Maria walking towards him quickly. He was unsure of her true intentions and thoughts, so he felt a little complicated. However, he did not show it in his expression or body movements. “Good morning. I’m glad you’re safe, Miss Maria.”
Maria couldn't help but smile at the detective who helped her so much: "Mr. Moriarty, you are really an excellent detective! You easily solved the problem that has troubled us for a long time. The children can return home smoothly without your help."
She didn't lie and was very sincere. She didn't seem like someone who would collude with the Aurora Society... Klein thought, suppressing the urge to ask where Mr. A was going, and politely waited for the next words.
"So, I decided to give you the highest standard of compensation."
Maria took out a brand new, smooth check and handed it to Klein: "A full one thousand pounds. This is what you deserve for your wisdom."
I am very satisfied with this reward! Klein was genuinely excited. He took the check from the other party and resisted the urge to turn it over and over to admire it carefully. He folded it in half and put it in his inner pocket next to his chest. He continued to be polite to Maria: "I also look forward to continuing to cooperate with you in the future."
He pretended to be ignorant and asked: "By the way, what happened to Kapin?"
Maria thought about what she could say and what she couldn't say. Considering that the other party had never mentioned anything about Feifan, she tried to tell him as concisely as possible: "There was a big explosion in Kapin's mansion, and it has now been razed to the ground. Fortunately, the children were basically unharmed."
“Razed to the ground?” Klein wondered.
A gas explosion wouldn't be that powerful, would it?
"Yes, it was razed to the ground. Kapin's mansion has now completely disappeared. The area has been cordoned off by the church and the military. They said it involves espionage and needs a detailed investigation. It cannot be seen by the public."
Is this really a spy case... First it was Intis, and now it's Feynaport. I really have a connection with spies, but luckily I didn't get involved. Klein thought of that nightmarish claw and realized something. Out of courtesy and the need for intelligence, and with nothing else to do for the time being, Klein simply chatted with Maria on the street, talking about Maria's charity school, charity hospital, and the workers' association at the docks.
Maria had a lot to say about this, and she spoke eloquently, sweeping away her usual majestic elite image. She talked about the courses of the charity school: arithmetic, grammar, sewing, and the children adopted in the school. She also talked about the operation mode of the charity hospital and the poorhouse: the people in the East District can exchange food for volunteering, or they can choose to become long-term volunteers for training. However, because of the accident in the family of the attending physician, the charity hospital, which was already short of doctors and nurses, almost had a mess this month. Fortunately, the attending physician was successfully reinstated, and the patients will soon be treated and return to work.
The human trafficking and kidnapping case was finally solved, and the heaviest stone weighing on Maria's heart was shattered. Maria is now full of confidence in the future, saying that she is calculating the funds on hand, and her processing plant may be expanded to absorb more unemployed female workers.
Seeing Maria's enthusiasm and sincerity for charity, and thinking about how the Aurora Society members had infiltrated their ranks, Klein felt mixed emotions. He even began to doubt whether what he saw that day was Maria. Why did she seem to know nothing?
TBC
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Good! The double update is over!
I can’t write anymore, I need to take a break… I was forced to see the words “7,000 words a day” on the tag of this article…
(End of this chapter)