Whispering Verse

"After so many years, all the resentment has ended, but in the end, he always wanted to make things difficult for me, so he made this request."

"Yes, as long as you have money, it is actually not troublesome to find a poor nobleman to read the eulogy. Therefore, this can only be regarded as an embarrassment. They probably also hope that Mr. Watson can be buried as soon as possible."

Shade agreed that the most indispensable thing in a place like Tobesk was nobles, and the most indispensable thing for Mrs. Watson was gold pounds.

He picked up the tea cup and pretended to drink water, but he was actually thinking. After putting down the tea cup, he asked again:

"So you want me to go?"

"Yes, you, Hamilton of Rejed."

Shade shook his head cautiously:

"Sorry, although knights are considered nobles, they do not have titles. Why don't you find those barons who are in urgent need of money? I think it is not troublesome."

Mrs Watson gave the answer:

"It's really not troublesome, and I'm willing to pay for it, but after all, it's my husband's funeral, and I still want to find someone who is upright, kind, and of good character to read the eulogy, not strangers who are paid to do things." Lavender told After I introduced you, I think no one is more qualified than you. I have read the newspaper and you are very good."

Xia De also agreed with this, not because the other party praised him, but because if he had to choose, he also hoped that the guy who read the eulogy at his funeral would be a good person with a good reputation.

Especially since he has been very popular in newspapers recently, it is very reasonable for Mrs. Watson to come to him through a friend's introduction.

"I originally wanted Lavender to help, but he doesn't have time in the afternoon and has a big deal to discuss."

"The funeral is this afternoon?"

Shade asked with some embarrassment. Before Thursday, he actually didn't really want to spend time doing other things.

"It won't take long, two hours at most. The reward is 20 pounds, and travel expenses will be reimbursed. I heard Lavender say, do you like Rhodes cards? Then add a Rhodes card with special rules."

"Hmm...have you told the Baron about the remuneration?"

Shade asked.

"I didn't say it at the time. Since he has business, I can't disturb him. Mr. Hamilton, if you don't agree, I think I should go visit someone else. There are some backup options, but they are not as good as you."

"Um......"

If Baron Lavender knew the content of the reward in advance, he would never give up the opportunity to Shade.

“What is the address of the cemetery chosen for the burial?”

"I bought a compartment in the underground chamber of Tobesk Public Cemetery in the east section of the cemetery, No. 3."

"Wait a mininute."

He stood up and walked into the study, and found in the drawer the receipt he had received when he handed Detective Sparrow's body to the gravekeeper. The address where the body was buried was No. 2 in the east section of the Tobesk Public Cemetery.

The two are very close.

"Why don't we go visit Detective Sparrow before we do something big?"

He considered the commission with this idea in mind and finally agreed to accept the commission.

They agreed to meet in the afternoon, and it was only eight o'clock in the morning when Mrs. Watson was sent away. The rest of the morning was spent by Shade practicing thaumaturgy and getting used to the sage-level relic [Ancient Witch's Golden Necklace].

Although you can't use the power of the Mystery Lock with this necklace, at least the already powerful [Silver Moon Slash] has become stronger. Even if he didn't find anyone to experiment with, Shade fully believed that apart from the power of the relic, the seriously injured silver-eyed man would never be able to resist his own attack.

While eating lunch, I was still thinking about tomorrow night's action plan in my mind. He did not make the ridiculous move of putting the spoon into his nose because of his excessive concentration, but because he was absent-minded, when preparing lunch for Mia, the amount of cat food was accidentally less than usual.

When Shade is preparing cat food, Mia usually goes to the side very "reservedly" and pretends not to care. When Shade finishes pouring the cat food, she will rush over immediately after saying hello.

It was the same this time. When Shade was pouring the expensive cat food at the dining table, the small orange cat was lying on the window sill of the living room, seemingly taking a keen interest in the street scene of Saint Teresa Square.

"Mia~"

He shouted, then sat down on the table to deal with his lunch thoughtfully.

The orange cat trotted over happily, but when he looked down, he didn't eat immediately as usual, but stopped there.

It looked up at Shade, its big amber eyes reflecting the young detective's frowning, distracted look.

"Meow~"

So he trotted to the hem of Shade's trousers, stretched out his paws and pulled at the hem of his trousers, and then barked again.

Looking up expectantly, Shade still held the spoon and looked deep in thought.

"Meow~"

After barking again, and seeing that Shade still didn't respond, the cat stepped back, then jumped forward, grabbed Shade's pants and landed on his knees.

"Oh, my pants!"

Now Shade finally noticed the cat that wanted to attract attention. He hugged the cat and "plucked" it from his pants. He saw that the cat food had not touched a morsel:

"What's wrong? Don't you like eating these?"

"Meow~"

Shade wasn't trying to talk to Mia, he was just teasing. Unexpectedly, the cat stretched out its paws and pointed in the direction of the kitchen cupboard where Shade stored a large amount of cat food.

Big amber eyes looked at him, and the orange patterns on his back seemed to shine in the sunlight coming in from the window.

"You mean there's not enough cat food?"

Shade tilted his head and glanced at the lunch prepared for the cat, and then asked slightly surprised. But this time Mia didn't show that she understood what he said, she just squirmed in Shade's hands, trying to get him to put it down:

"Can you understand human speech?"

He bent down and put down the cat, and Mia immediately ran towards her lunch:

"Didn't Miss Anat say it was a normal cat?"

Shade stood up and went to get the bag of cat food:

"Am I too worried? Or can cats really be so smart?"

He looked sideways at Mia, who squatted obediently next to her cat food, raised her head and swung her tail, looking at him expectantly:

"It seems... just a little smarter."

As for whether the cat temporarily living at No. 6 Saint Teresa Square was normal, Shade had already consulted the woman's voice in his heart and Miss Anat respectively, and the answers he got were that there was nothing abnormal.

Therefore, his suspicion seemed to be just his own paranoia, but since the cat would not leave until at least winter in the foreseeable future, Shade thought that he could take it to Miss Carina if he had time. Check it out there.

Of course, Mia the cat didn't know what Shade was thinking at this time. The cat started to feel sleepy after lunch.

As usual, it lay down a little away from the snowy water basin, letting the sunlight through the mist shine on its back, enjoying the pleasant afternoon time.

The life of a pet cat is really leisurely.