Chapter 1301 Letter From the Detective

In the dark room, a dark figure sat in the darkness.

Sitting alone.

There was only a repeated murmur in the air: "No...why still no..."

Just then, light suddenly rose. It's like someone has dug a hole in a dark and closed world. The light from the wall outside the hole shines in, and also shines into the dark and gloomy soul.

The shadow raised his head and looked, but the source of the light was that the door was opened, and a man wearing a white bear doll came in holding an oil lamp that gave off a dim yellow light.

The light of the flame in the oil lamp dispelled the darkness. Accompanied by the clatter of footsteps, he finally stopped in front of the black shadow.

"Lord Red Hair." A deep voice came from White Bear's mouth.

The light then shined in front of the black figure, and the flamboyant red hair shone faintly in the dim light.

"Why are you here?" Xiu Yis's voice was a little hoarse.

White Bear: "I saw that all your alchemy puppets have returned and have never been sent out again, so I thought..." Maybe I have finished exploring the area.

Xiu Yisi naturally understood what White Bear had not finished.

"No, I didn't find any energy fluctuations within the limit of what the alchemy puppet can control." Xiuis: "He is not nearby."

Bai Xiong also guessed the result. He hesitated for a moment: "Then what should we do now? My sister..."

Even with the stimulation of the white bear, but unable to find Rolando, as time went by, Eureka's originally gentle mood became crazy again. She had escaped from the exile space last night and was causing trouble in the manor. However, he was knocked unconscious by a slap from Sanders.

There was a silence in the air, and the flame in the oil lamp in Bai Xiong's hand kept swaying, illuminating Huis's handsome face with clear light and shadow.

Xiuis pondered for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

"There is no other way. It seems that we can only seek help from Sir Huan Mo. Hobson, please help me inform Sir Huan Mo and... Angel to meet in the hall later."

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There was a sound of horse hooves flying outside the town of Gru, and a knight in dark armor arrived at Pat Manor, carrying all the dust along the way.

Next to the dark knight is the current guard knight of Gru Town: Jordan.

"Are you sure this letter is not for the Viscount?" Jordan looked at the tall knight next to him in confusion. The knight claimed to be from Watford and was here to deliver the letter.

"Yes, the client asked me to personally hand it over to a noble young master named Angel." The dark knight wore a helmet, and a buzzing sound came from the gap in the helmet.

"Has Master Pat returned to the manor? Why didn't I get the news?" Jordan murmured in a low voice. Seeing the dark knight looking over, he nodded: "Okay, I'll knock on the door."

Angel was originally exchanging practice experiences with Leon in the hall, but Bree came to the hall with fluttering wings and told him that a knight had sent a letter.

After a while, Angel saw the dark knight coming with Jordan in the hall.

When the knight saw him, he made a salute to his chest, and presented the letter with both hands in strict knightly movements.

Angel was originally a little confused as to who would send him a letter, but when he saw the lacquer seal on the letter paper, he suddenly realized it.

The pattern on the lacquer seal looks like a pipe, with a row of cursive characters below.

The first abbreviation Angel is unrecognizable, but the words "Detective Agency" at the back are very clear.

It is related to the detective agency. According to Jordan, this knight is from Watford, so he must be the somewhat down-and-out detective he met before, Mr. Richard Kraft.

Since Richard rushed the letter to the Pat Manor, he must have found out some information.

Considering the population and circumference of Waterford, Richard, as an ordinary person, was able to investigate the results within a week, which was worthy of his reputation as a detective. Angel couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The dark knight thanked him and took out a silver coin as a reward.

It wasn't until Jordan left with the knight that Angel returned to the sofa with the letter.

"Who sent this letter?" Leon asked curiously.

"A detective agency. I asked someone to help investigate a sailor on the Pulsatilla." Angel said while removing the paint.

"A sailor on the Pulsatilla?" Leon suddenly became curious: "Do you suspect that the other party is Rolando?"

"I have no doubt, I am almost certain that the other party is not Rolando." Angel said casually.

"Then you are still investigating him?" Upon hearing that it was not Rolando, Leon's curiosity was instantly dampened by a cold rain.

"Just in case." Angel took out the letter paper. There was a faint fragrance of purple orchid on the thin letter paper.

"This detective knows a lot about nobles." Leon sat next to Angel, and naturally smelled the faint cold fragrance.

Generally speaking, only nobles who are keen on ritual and have a greater pursuit of exquisite life would deliberately soak or incense the letter paper. For this reason, the average aristocratic family will also have a dedicated incense servant. There used to be incense servants in Pat Manor, but after the servant died, this job was handed over to the personal maid.

Unfold the letter, and rows of neat and beautiful handwriting are revealed on the paper. Even Angel had to admit that Richard's handwriting was very beautiful.

The addition of the literal meaning aroused Angel's reading interest, which he had no interest in.

He read from the beginning, word by word.

When Angel finished reading the letter, Lyon had almost finished reading it.

The specific content was actually about a sailor named Fulinton, who came to Watford to look for his relatives. He had been looking for several months and successfully found his relatives not long ago. Now he lives in the slums of the lower city. According to the neighbors around him, he will return to Haiyue City with his relatives soon.

"It seems that you are right. This Fulinton should not be Rolando." Lyon said.

After Lyon finished speaking, he found that Angel did not respond, but saw that Angel was frowning and staring at the letter, as if thinking about something.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this investigation report?" Lyon asked in confusion.

Angel was silent for a moment: "It is indeed a little wrong."

"Is it really wrong?" Lyon took the letter from Angel and read it again. After he finished reading, he still did not find anything wrong.

When Lyon was wondering, Angel asked: "When we were in Haiyue City before, White Bear got a piece of information from other crew members on the Whitehead. This Fulinton left Haiyue City on the tenth day of the last month of the month of rest."

"Take a closer look at this report. When did he arrive in Watford?"

Lyon picked up the letter and quickly found the information given by Richard: "According to the clues provided by the neighbors, Fulinton moved into the slums on the first day of the month of harvest?!"

From the tenth day of the last month of the month of rest to the first day of the month of harvest, there is less than a week!

Moreover, this is only the time Fulinton moved in provided by the neighbors, and Fulinton must have arrived in Watford earlier!

The spring breeze of the steam revolution in Yirong Country on the prosperous continent has not yet blown to the other side of the distant sea. In the old land continent, there are currently no railways or steam trains, and long-distance journeys basically rely on horse carriages.

Lyon had been to Sea Moon City. He knew that even if he rode fast and changed trains every day, it would take at least half a month to get from Watford to Sea Moon City. If he took it easy, it would take at least a month.

How did Fulinton get from the coast of the Golden Sparrow Empire to the inland area in less than a week?

"There must be something fishy here. Could this Fulinton really be Rolando?" Lyon asked.

"Richard's records say that Fulinton had a dispute with someone two months ago and had a fight. Both sides of the fight were injured to varying degrees. Given the importance that extraordinary people place on their dignity, I think Fulinton should not be Rolando." Angleton paused: "However, there are indeed some doubts about Fulinton. We must go and see it in person to confirm it."

Fulinton is very likely to have connections with some extraordinary people. Of course, Rolando is one of them. But after all, there are more extraordinary people in the Old Earth Continent than just Rolando, so it is still impossible to make a conclusion now.

"I'll go to Watford now." Angel stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, if that man is really Rolando, he may be implicated by King Guman... Although I don't know how powerful King Guman is, the mentor also had fear when he mentioned King Guman. So, you'd better not go alone." Lyon's eyes were filled with worry.

Although Angel still insisted that Fulinton was not Rolando, Lyon was right. It's better to report this matter to the mentor first.

When Angel was about to find Sanders, he saw Sanders, Xiuyis and White Bear coming in from outside.

White Bear looked at Angel in surprise: "I was about to go to your room to find you, but I didn't expect you to be in the hall."

What are you looking for me for? Angel was a little confused, but he didn't bother about it now, but handed the letter to Sanders: "I asked a detective to investigate Fulinton before, and the news has come."

Sanders also knew about this, but Angel handed it to him so solemnly. Does it mean that there is something suspicious about Fulinton?

Sanders didn't say anything, picked up the letter and read it.

White Bear and Angel met Richard together, so he was also very clear about the investigation. He looked at Angel suspiciously and whispered, "Did that sloppy detective really find out something?"

"It's hard to say, I need to verify it."

Hearing Angel's answer, White Bear was stunned. At that time, he didn't believe the man named Richard. He didn't expect that he really brought unexpected news?

Although he didn't know the content of the letter, looking at Sanders's flashing eyes and Angel's solemn expression. White Bear suddenly had a premonition in his heart, perhaps, Rolando's tail was really pulled out by a mortal detective...

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