Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 36

2021-07-06

Chapter 36 The Returning Doctor

"Detective, you're lucky if I didn't happen to have this in my hands. A relic, probably this transaction will not be so smooth. After all, for the weak ring warlock, too mysterious knowledge and too powerful weapons are also dangerous detectives, and I will not care about the dark box. Happy cooperation."

The words of the lady in the door seemed to mean to see off guests.

Shade closed the ring box and took it from the lady maid. When the maid walked towards the door again, he did not leave, but sorted out his mood and said aloud:
"Ma'am, I don't know if I have the honor to know your identity."

"You don't have this honor for the time being."

The woman spoke directly, and Shade seemed to hear the black-haired maid who was pushing the door and accidentally laughed.

"I know what you're worrying about, now that I know your identity, what you look like, there is a natural way to find out your address, the identity of the correspondence ring warlock in the same group as you, but so what? Well, the most important thing about the correspondence ring warlock is not to let the church know my identity, so do you think I am a member of the church?"

Just like the woman thinks that Shade is not a devout believer of the righteous gods, Shade also I don't think the other party is a devout believer:

"You can tell the correspondence ring warlocks in the same group as you about tonight's events, and they naturally know the rules of this city. Including our transactions , of course you can say it. Do you have any questions?"

She probably got the information from Shade, even if it was a little unpleasant at first, she is in a good mood now.

"You're here tonight."

"Certainly not for you, it was just an accident. Showing up tonight in this disrespectful place, just heard about the club collection A very rare Rhodes card."

"I don't know which set it is?"

"It doesn't matter, it's a fake Rhodes card."

"That's really unlucky. So goodbye, ma'am, I hope you can touch the statue of that old god as soon as possible."

This is to remind the other party to find it as soon as possible, and don't let [Blood of Mercury] have Time shifted to blame Shade for not finding the statue.

"Goodbye then, detective. Speaking of which, I appreciate a youngster like you. When the relic got out of control just now, your reaction was very good. Most one-ring warlocks don't have you. Performance.

If you need anything, you can contact me through this club. But you know, all gifts are rewarded."

"Yes ma'am, I wish you A good night."

Shade turned away from here clutching the ring case, but suddenly turned around and looked towards the hidden door when he was at the door:

"Ma'am, About 【The Box of Darkness】."

"A rare 3rd era relic, the relic is a pile of resentment and hatred at the end of the era, so don't hesitate to hear anything.

The fifth era is the era of Demoness, the war of the last thirteen emperors of Demoness almost brought about terrifying existence outside the material world;
The fourth era is the era of darkness and chaos, darkness covers the earth, and strange things are in The material world is rampant;
Tertiary alien races coexist with humans, but at the same time terrifying and bizarre humanoids occupy most of the material world, which is the Evil Spirit born in Whisper. Humans are separated from other normal life. , protect each other."

She didn't speak any more, and Shade bowed slightly to express her gratitude for the free knowledge, and walked out the door.

The maid outside the door was waiting for Shade and led Shade from the third floor to the stairwell on the first floor. There, Shade met a downcast little Franklin, and the two left the club together.

Returning from the noisy interior to the streets of the summer night shrouded in mist, the depressed mood is also much better.

Shade is still immersed in the series of events just now, recalling the moment when his fingers bloomed rays of light, thinking about the details of this transaction.

Therefore, the two of them didn't talk too much along the way. They walked along the street with gas lamps, and in the quiet night, they walked to the apartment that the Franklin family rented.

Just as he was about to reach his destination, little Franklin stepped into the shadow of the signboard of an antique store facing the street, which was not illuminated by the gas street lights, and suddenly turned around and ran. Shade, who was already prepared, immediately chased after them. The two didn't even run out half a street. Little Franklin was kicked down by the detective's boots behind him:

"Who did the father find this time? Are you? Have you practiced long-distance running? Are you going to the Tobesque Youth Games? Where's the detective last time?"

He was panting and Shade clasped his hands behind his back. Break free, youngster is not good at running.

"You still want to run, didn't you get caught by detectives last time? Sparrow Uncle died, I took his job, but I didn't practice long distance running."

Shade felt the power in this body, not only the ring warlock, but the quality of this body itself is quite good. I don't know how Detective Sparrow took a few months to make the homeless become like this.

As for pretending to be someone else's nephew, it doesn't really matter, after all, Shade really inherited all the detective's legacy.

"Dead? The guy who pointed a gun at my head and let me leave the gaming table is dead?"

Little Franklin was a little surprised, but his tone was full of joy:
"That kind of villain, it's not bad to die."

But according to the commission records left by the detective found by Shade, he took little Franklin twice from the underground casino and club in the slum, All through the power of words, Detective Sparrow Hamilton describes himself as someone who is charismatic and quite good at persuading people.

"It seems that his record is not entirely trustworthy. He really did have a gun and lost it? Or was it hidden and I didn't find it?"

"Speaking of which, you let it go. How about me? I'll give you more pounds if I win."

Little Franklin tried to break free.

"I'm so sorry for your father."

"Come on, you got me for money."

Young gambler Laughing at said with a smile, he looked forward to the detective's verbal counterattack, didn't expect the detective to be nodded: "Yes, of course gold pounds are also important. Otherwise I'm not at home in the foggy night. What are you doing to take care of the cute cat with the gas light on?"

Although there was an accident in the club, at least the process of submitting the commission and getting paid went smoothly. The Franklins didn't embarrass their son, and Shade just got half a pound at the door and the two pounds owed to the casino in advance, and left.

Before leaving, he saw little Franklin in the house and gestured to him with vicious gestures. Shade wasn't angry, just really pity Mr. Franklin.

"Every family in every era has its own story, I'd better take care of myself first."

Both of his hands were in their pockets into the long night, Say goodbye to your first official employer.

It was getting dark, and the detective with a tight wallet still didn't take the carriage, but walked back home. He must collect 10 pounds in a month, and even if the relics at home can be pawned, he must develop a stingy habit.

So it was already late at night when I got home, and when I left the hazy fog outside and climbed up the dimly lit stairs, I felt very lonely and lonely. After entering the door, I was worried that the orange cat "Miya" would be excreted everywhere, but fortunately, it was actually in the corner of the balcony, and Shade left "traces" on the pile of sand that Shade prepared before going out.

As for the cat itself, the tired detective rushed over as soon as he opened the door, grabbed his trousers for him to hug, and was very excited about Shade's return. This made Shade, who walked alone for a few hours at night, feel particularly moved and warm in his heart.

"Even if your master doesn't come to pick you up, I'll adopt you."

"Meow~"

He picked this up very well The cat said later, the orange cat Mia rubbed her soft little head against Shade's chest to express her love for him. The detective used a blanket on the desk in his bedroom to make a temporary nest for Mia.

It was getting dark, and the [Vampire Ring] did not continue to study, but even though I slept very late that night, I woke up at 6 o'clock on the second day and didn't feel sleepy at all. .

The goat milk ordered yesterday was delivered along with milk and newspapers. Shade had breakfast in this house for the first time with the well-behaved orange cat Mia, and made plans for today's itinerary.

Today is Tuesday, and I need to see Dr. Schneider tomorrow, but for the note I left yesterday, I must go to the doctor.

I completed two commissions in one day yesterday, which also gave Shade a lot of confidence in taking over the business of the firm.

But today is not going to deal with the case left by the former detective. He plans to carefully inspect the home after returning from the doctor, looking for the pistol, and continue to read the doctor's notes and past commissioned records, research own spirit rune.

It was still Mia who stayed to watch the house, and Shade took the relic [Vampire Ring] with him and walked through the city in the thin mist.

The process of walking from the center of Tobesque to the doctor's clinic in the eastern part of the city took him several hours in the morning, but the unique scenery of the unfamiliar steam age and the European style of architecture made him Shade is novel.

Along the pretty affluent Roentgen Boulevard, Shade was still worried about the doctor's return when he saw the four-wheeled carriage parked outside the psychiatric clinic and the gentleman in the black hat getting off the carriage.

Fortunately, the few hours of travel was not in vain. The blue-eyed doctor came back, but when receiving Shade, he looked quite annoyed.

Shade remembers that Miss Luisa said that his luck is usually bad, and this time he had troubles:
"So I always hate dealing with nobles, if they can treat them, they will Psychological problems are not to be taken seriously; if they can't be treated, they will think that there is a problem with my level.

The bulimia this time is very problematic, and the lady is probably hiding some secrets that she doesn't want to say. People always don't trust doctors. Shade, if you encounter a commission from a noble, you will understand what I mean. Please sit down, I saw your note, but what is it?"

PS: The editor of the new book period recommends 2k per chapter, this one is 3K, please recommend tickets. The current grades are not very satisfactory. I don't know whether it is because of the poor writing or the slow and hot topic (covering my face). But don't worry, no matter how ugly the grades are, I will finish the book. At present, I plan to have at least 2 million words.

(end of this chapter)