The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 635 Ch.634 A small piece of paper with hidden things

The commission of "finding someone" was dispensable to Shelley - for the sake of the surname "Burns", it was okay for James Shelley to agree.

But he thought of what Rose had been talking about with Tom recently, and after thinking about it, he decided to leave this little game, which was not dangerous, to Rose.

He apologized and left the table temporarily.

So the conversation changed from the study to Rose's reception room.

Rose was tired of hearing about the weather, and what's more, she always had an inexplicable liking for this lady. As soon as the conversation started, she couldn't wait to ask about the details, focusing on the center of the whole incident: the silver spindle.

"... I don't know, Miss Shelley. Maybe their starting point is good, maybe they have their own ideas - but I think that no matter what, life should not be harmed... especially your lover, don't you think?"

Burns understood the concept of "Silver Spindle" on the night of their visit.

She may agree or disagree with the so-called "freedom" and "liberation" - but in any case, she cannot accept the use of "killing" to achieve the goal.

That is a crime.

"The Silver Spindle is not the real Silver Spindle... Oh, let me put it this way, there should be many Silver Spindles."

Rose pinched the cup handle, raised her little finger, stabilized her shoulders, and took a sip: "I have heard of this organization before. Logically, it should have been destroyed long ago."

It can be seen that Burns is a little uneasy, but he forced himself to be calm: "You mean... more dangerous cultists?"

She lowered her mouth corners, worried, and the silver spoon stirred faster and faster with the rotation of her wrist.

A vortex rolled up in the teacup.

Most of Roland's news was exchanged with Rose and Shandel. As the founder of the Silver Spindle, the dangerous woman locked in the basement is unlikely to leave the monastery - without a leader, the gang will no longer exist?

Maybe it will disappear completely, or maybe it will be broken into a few small organizations.

Rose thought that this new "Silver Spindle" was either fabricated for evil purposes, just like the Silver Spindle that Madeline Terry had previously "claimed". Or, it was a member who had once joined the "Silver Spindle" and ambitiously knocked a new throne for himself.

It didn't matter which one it was.

What mattered was that she had a new thing to do.

"Mrs. Field, let's talk about it."

Rose's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"London is not a small city..."

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Burns did inherit the inheritance of her second husband - the inheritance related to the mysterious side.

But most of it was "lost".

When the detectives of the Inspectorate repeatedly plowed through the old houses of Burns and Field in order to investigate the deaths of the three husbands: anything of value was "accidentally lost" after they left.

The Inspectorate flatly denied it.

Their reason was very sufficient: Rosalind Herbert Burns Field was not a ritualist.

'If you are not a ritualist, how can you know whether the ritualist's things will disappear by themselves? Do you know every inherited item and ritual? I think you put it somewhere and forgot about it, or you should check the servants' hands and feet. '

At that time, there were indeed people who were willing to speak for Ms. Burns, but as for "this matter", they only advised her privately not to pursue it too much.

- Planning to let the Inspectorate return it?

- Let them admit that they stole the things?

"If you don't want the gold pound, there's not much I can give." Burns lowered her eyelashes and began to bargain.

She certainly knew that the wealth left by her second husband was more valuable than the gold pound.

Rose only made one request.

"I want a ritual that makes the body easy to carry."

"... What did you say?" Burns was stunned: "Corpse? Carry?"

Rose raised her eyebrows: "Do you need me to explain?"

"No, I don't know if he left such a thing..." The woman shook her head: "Although I don't understand, all the "rituals" were "lost" by the detectives of the Inspectorate. "

As she spoke, she suddenly looked thoughtful.

"But it seems that there is such a thing that can meet your requirements..."

She raised her hand and wrapped it around her neck, paused for a moment, and took off the pearl necklace.

Pinch the metal tag hanging in the middle of the heart.

-After the death of relatives and friends, most people will put some relics of the deceased in the necklace, or make rings or bookmarks with their hair.

Open the tag.

Inside is indeed a thumb-sized portrait of a man.

The details have been blurred by blue ink, and it can only be seen that it is a bearded man.

Along with the portrait, there is also a "paper ball" folded several times.

"...This is also left by him."

Burns picked up the paper ball, and the melancholy spread in his eyes: "I don't know what this is, I just remember that it was stored in a wooden box-blank paper hidden in a wooden box...This is illogical, right? "

She sighed.

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If the use of this thing could be discovered earlier, perhaps, the husband's relics would not be "lost" so much...

"I asked someone to try it, you call it a "strange thing." "

The lady with nostalgia in her eyes folded the white paper again and again.

What appeared in Rose's eyes was a piece of drawing paper without any creases, with a spoon imprinted in the corner - it was irregular, as if a corner was sloppily torn, and there were rough edges if you looked closely.

"With all due respect," Burns stared at Rose: "Are you... from over there?"

"certainly."

"Well, you can try," Burns said a strange saying: "The secret word is, tulips."

Rose was puzzled.

He looked at her, then at the piece of paper, took it and rubbed it in his hands several times.

"…tulip?"

She whispered tentatively.

As the invisible trickle flowed in, Rose suddenly discovered that the spoon on the paper was even more 'realistic' - it slowly emerged from the paper, squeezed out, and the heavy silver spoon rolled down to the In the pleats of her skirt.

Then, Rose pinched it again and looked at it over and over again.

The room was silent.

A long face reflected on the bottom of the spoon.

A real spoon.

"I also felt magical at the time, Miss Shelley. If I had discovered it earlier, maybe I wouldn't have lost the legacy he left behind..." Burns believes that no matter how many times he witnesses this moment, he will always feel as magical as the first time. .

“It’s so enviable that you have such qualifications.”

The look she looked at Rose was a bit jealous, but more of a look of helplessness.

She told Rose that this was a piece of paper that could 'hide things', which was what the ritualist called a 'wonderful object' - as long as you recited the set 'spell', you could take out the things that were 'pressed' in the paper. thing.

At the same time, the holder can also reset a new secret word.

It can be discarded, but those who do not know the secret language will never be able to retrieve the items hidden inside.

"…This is too expensive, Mrs. Field."

Rose confessed.

He held the paper tightly in his hands and refused to let go.

——Of course she knew how much help this rare item could bring to Halida, and even to the future actions of the "tea party".

From now on, it belongs to her.

"I can't accept such a valuable item, madam. This deal is unfair to you," Rose held the paper and said righteously, "I can't accept it."