Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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In the morning, Florent bid farewell to his passionate lover and returned home refreshed mentally and wanting to sleep physically. The housekeeper opened the door for him, and well-trained servants waited on him, taking off his coat and bringing home clothes for him. After changing into softer and looser clothes, he stretched beautifully and yawned, feeling very comfortable.

Walking through the corridor to the main hall, he saw his sister, who was usually lively and active, sinking into the sofa, holding a heavy and boring-looking book in her arms and reading attentively.

"What are you doing?" Florent walked around 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 in Intis, but in ancient Hermes. Florent was immediately stunned. He became alert, "Adela, what do you want to do? Isn't it another weird ritual?"

"I warned you, it's just research, but you can't, at least you can't secretly practice these ritual magics at home!"

Adela put down the big book that covered her entire face, revealing two huge dark circles under her eyes and a face that was haggard and confused after being beaten by knowledge.

"I think the ritual is not completely useless..."

Adela defended herself angrily: "Brother, you see, 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 demon summoning ritual for five years, and it turned out that this Mr. Devil has indeed appeared next to me now."

"This is not a summons at all."

"After all, the lines of his exoskeleton are so beautiful, and every curve of the twist is just right. The bloody claws and scales made me fall in love at first sight. The curved horns feel like bones, but there is a cold light like a blade on the edges. There is no place that is not a work of art. His black eyes are like the legendary abyss. When he looks at me, I feel like my breathing and heartbeat will stop at the same time. I love that cold, cruel and contemptuous look of all life. I love it so much. I really want to touch His wings, they are broad and beautiful, as if they can cover the sky, even more beautiful than hang gliders..."

"That's enough, that's enough. No one really understands what you're saying."

Florent thought for the umpteenth time about his sister's hobbies, "Oh, it's really weird", and this led to another mysterious thought: putting his sister's dream on any angel would be blasphemy. So is blasphemy against the devil considered blasphemy or playing into the devil's hands? Is this a kind of negative that makes a positive? Then he reflected on his boring thinking for five seconds. It is really easy to lose human status when chatting with Adela.

Florent had no choice but to say: "I don't object to you recruiting others for the family or pursuing them purely because you like it. So where are you now?"

Adela's lips murmured a few times: "I haven't started yet... I'm currently reading related literature on pleasing and summoning demons..."

Florent fell silent.

"I'm embarrassed by your progress." He said, "You'd better give up. That kind of being will not be moved without reason."

"But I don't want to marry Count Wells."

Adela cupped her cheek and sighed: "He is stupid, frivolous and superficial. He has not inherited half of the advantages of his parents, not even in appearance. He is not as good as a scale of His Highness Edward in every aspect. He likes to brag about his military exploits but He is also very timid, and his so-called military exploits are just riding a horse to show his face twice while suppressing mobs and colonies. If it weren't for my poor talent, and their family has been making money too fast from the Southern Continent recently, I probably wouldn't have done it. Opportunity to climb the high branches of our royal family.”

"He's ten years older than me!"

"Your Highness Edward is more than a thousand years older than you...?"

"This is different!"

"His Majesty needs funds for future wars."

Floran replied concisely: "I know this is unfair to you, but it is also our duty to repay the family. After climbing the high branches of Sauron's royal family, they will definitely do everything to please you, and they will not even dare to ask you to find a lover. After you get pregnant, you let Earl Wells die accidentally, and then rely on the child to control the family. At that time, you will be the legal and orthodox mistress, and you can change your surname back to Sauron."

"I don't even want to have 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, so I still have a chance, so let me try again!”

Florent shrugged, yawned and went back home to catch up on his sleep.

211

Klein waited at home until after ten o'clock. The reporter Mike who had arranged an interview with him had not yet arrived, so the interview on behalf of the reporter was likely to be postponed. So, he put on his heavy old coat, cap and Daisy's vocabulary book, and left Minsk No. 15. His original plan was to accompany Mike to the East End for interviews and find an opportunity to give old Kohler some hints so that he would not mention his promise to help Liv find her daughter.

As for Liv's family, it's up to old Kohler to remind them.

But now that Mike has postponed the matter for one day, Klein is more relaxed and no longer worries about mistakes and accidents.

…………

Combining the address mentioned by Old Collet, and based on the revelation obtained through divination, Klein entered the depths of the East District and found the room on the third floor under the gazes of people who were either vigilant or wary, either numb or greedy.

There is a bunk bed here. The total space is only about seven or eight square meters. The only cabinet is filled with sundries. In the corner is Taylor's sewing machine that seems to be ready to fall apart at any time. Every spare space was packed to the brim, but surprisingly it gave people a fairly tidy feeling.

Father and daughter live together? There are no other bunks here. It seems that Taylor is really working hard and hard... Klein looked directly at the lower bunk of the bunk bed at the innermost side and shouted: "Old Kohler. "

After brushing the floor, Old Kohler turned over and sat up, leaning towards the door in surprise: "You are indeed 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. I’ve been waiting at home.”

Well, I don’t need to think about how to make up lies to explain why I came here to find you directly... Klein looked around and said: "Old Kohler, with your current income, you can definitely rent a better room. If you want to change to a better place, why just change from the floor bunk to the bunk bed?"

"Most of the money is to help you collect information." Old Kohler said with a smile, "And I'm no longer young. I have to save some money for my body to be completely weak in the future. Taylor can't, and can't always mend clothes for others. . I think Mrs. Liv is right, I will also let Taylor go to school, charity school or church night school in the future..."

Klein was silent for two seconds and said: "You can consider buying some insurance, such as the 'poor family assistance insurance'. As long as you pay some money every year, it will allow you to receive at least one pension every week when you get really old. Money that fills your stomach and allows you to sleep in a room.”

The insurance industry in this world has sprouted in the Fourth Age. After the promotion of Emperor Russell, it is now relatively mature. It mainly includes various insurances related to maritime trade, fire insurance, injury insurance, pension insurance under different names, etc. , the overall focus is more on the wealthy and 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 fee from Mr. Detective will stop.

Klein couldn't promise anything, so he pointed outside and said, "Let's go to Liv's house and return the word book to the girl."

After leaving the room, Klein seemed to casually mention: "What a joke. I just said I would be a volunteer to help find Daisy the day before yesterday, 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 kindness."

As he said that, Klein took out 13 sulers from his pocket, pushed them back to Old Kohler, and said with a wry smile: "Haha, it's a shame that I didn't help. Old Kohler, these money still belong to you."

Old Kohler obviously hesitated, but finally accepted the money: "Mr. Detective, I will use them to pay insurance."

After passing through the dirty streets, the two came to Liv's house. Klein saw that the girl who had just been rescued started the ironing work again, which could burn her at any time. He saw that the clothes hanging here were hanging down one by one and dripping with water. They were no different from before. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Say something.

"Daisy."

After a while, he finally shouted: "Your vocabulary book."

Daisy's eyes lit up, but she couldn't leave. After being busy for a while, she stopped working, came to the door, and kept saying "thank you".

After Liv and Freya also put down their work and came over to express their gratitude, Klein repeated what he had just said to the elder Kohler.

After receiving a positive answer, he took out the 2 pounds of change he had prepared and handed it to Liv: "Tomorrow a reporter will come to interview Daisy. This is the reward he gave in advance, but you don't want to do it in front of him." You have to mention it in person, otherwise many things will be difficult to deal with, haha, he might give some more tomorrow, but not this much."

"No, I am willing to expose that villain's evil deeds for free!" Daisy shook her head violently.

Klein laughed: "This is a rule, you can't break the rules, do you understand?"

He turned to look at Liv and said: "Take it. Your idea is right. Only if Daisy and Freya know more words and learn more things can you get out of your current situation."

He was going to say a lot of things, and wanted to suggest that Liv's family move to the edge of the East End. Customers who could afford someone to do their laundry wouldn't live in the East End 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, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions. If a simple individual wants to help them, even a big banker can't make a splash, and this is just in the East District. , with the entire Backlund and the Kingdom of Loen on it.

"...Thank you, 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 greatly helped by the other party's road map, but almost lost his life because of the black ghost, felt that he was too shameless to see others, so he returned to the Aurora Society early yesterday to report.

His promotion can finally be put on the agenda.

Dr. Black returned to everyone so easily. He collected extraordinary materials in private but could not save any money for several years. His Highness Edward gave it to her so easily... Maria was a little depressed, but more Still happy and helpless about my own weakness. However, the opportunity to be promoted to Sequence 5 gave her some comfort, but this matter had to wait until the turmoil in Kaping completely subsided. The Eastern District had been under a lot of pressure recently.

"There has never been any savior? The next sentence seems to be... It does not rely on gods and emperors... What is next..."

Watching Klein visit Old Kohler and Daisy, and when he was about to leave the East District, Maria hurriedly greeted him. The Sequence 6 Beyonder was about to speak when he heard Sherlock's whisper, which felt a little familiar for a moment. It seemed to be an extremely blasphemous song, but it made people feel inexplicably high-spirited. As for where I heard it...probably the leader? I didn't expect Detective Moriarty to sing this song, what a coincidence.

"Did you say something just now?" Old Kohler asked.

"No." Klein shook his head and happened to see Maria walking up quickly. Since he was not sure of the other party's true purpose and thoughts, he felt a little complicated, but he did not show it in his expression or body movements. "In the morning Well, I’m glad you’re safe, Miss Maria.”

Maria couldn't help but smile at the detective who helped her a lot: "Mr. Moriarty, you are really an excellent detective! You easily solved the problem that has troubled us for a long time. The children can I cannot make it back home smoothly without your help.”

She didn't lie, she was very sincere, and she didn't look like someone who would collude with Aurora... Klein thought, resisting the urge to ask Mr. A whereabouts, and waited politely for the next words.

"So, I decided to pay you to the highest standard."

Maria took out a brand new and smooth check and handed it to Klein: "A full thousand pounds. This is what your wisdom deserves."

I am very satisfied with this remuneration! Klein was truly excited and took the check from the other party. He resisted the idea of ​​turning it over and over to appreciate it carefully. He folded it and put it in his inner pocket close to his heart. He continued to be polite to Maria: "I'm also looking forward to it in the future. I can continue to cooperate with you.”

He pretended not to know and asked, "By the way, what happened to Cappin?"

Maria thought about what could and could not be said, and considering that the other party had never mentioned anything related to the extraordinary, she told him as briefly as possible: "There was a big explosion in Kaping's mansion and it has now been razed to the ground. Fortunately, the children were basically unharmed."

"Razed to the ground?" Klein wondered.

The power of a gas explosion is not that great, right?

"Yes, it was razed to the ground. Kapin's mansion has completely disappeared now. That area is now circled by the church and the military. They say that matters involving spies must be investigated in detail and cannot be seen by the public."

Is it really a spy incident... First it was Intis, and now it's Fenebaud. I really have a connection with spies, but luckily I didn't get involved. Klein thought of that nightmarish claw and had a realization. Out of politeness and intelligence needs, and having nothing else to do for the time being, Klein simply started chatting with Maria on the street, talking about Maria's charity school, charity hospital, and dock workers' association.

Maria was very talkative about this, and she talked eloquently, getting rid of the usual dignified elite image, from the charity school courses: arithmetic, grammar, sewing, to the adopted children in the school. He also talked about the operation model of charity hospitals and almshouses: people in the East District can work as volunteers in exchange for food, or they can choose to become long-term volunteers for training. However, due to an incident at home of the attending physician, Charity Hospital, which was already short of doctors and nurses, almost went into trouble this month. Fortunately, the attending physician was successfully reinstated, and the patients were able to receive treatment and return to work soon.

The human trafficking and kidnapping cases were finally solved, and the heaviest stone 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 factory may be expanded to absorb more unemployed female workers.

Seeing Maria's enthusiasm and sincerity for charity, and thinking that the other party's people had some members of the Aurora Society in their hands, Klein felt complicated. I even had some doubts as to whether the person I saw that day was actually Maria. Why did she seem to know nothing about it?

TBC

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good! Double update is over!

I can’t write anymore, so I need to take a break... I was actually forced to see the words "7,000 updates per day" on the label of this article...