Whispering Verse

Dr. Clay is a middle-aged man who is slightly older, but less than fifty years old. His body is a bit bloated, but it is well controlled under the limit of "obesity".

It's just that he doesn't have a hair on his head, so he wears a very obvious brown wig. This makes his eyes involuntarily look up when talking to him at close range.

"Dr. Schneider will definitely not come back today?"

Shade, who was holding the cat, reluctantly confirmed that the orange cat Mia had probably never been to a similar occasion, and now she was looking around with her eyes wide open in great interest.

"Yes, when the count's butler came to invite Bill, he already stated the time of this visit."

repeated the doctor.

"And do you know Doctor Schneider's friend, Miss Dorothy Louisa? Do you know where she lives?"

Shade asked again, if he couldn't find a doctor, then other ring warlocks in the same group could do it. Regarding the statue of the evil god, he must find someone who can handle this matter carefully.

"Yes, of course I know her. She is a frequent visitor to our clinic. She often comes to visit because of anorexia and insomnia... But I cannot disclose the patient's information at will."

Dr. Clay said apologetically. Shade also knew that his request was a bit excessive, so he could only choose to leave a message to Dr. Schneider.

Although the statue of the evil god that contains the remnants of the old god is not a [relic], its value is still considerable.

Even though the college does not recommend that ring magicians obtain the four elements through contact with such weird items, those professors with tenured teaching positions of nine or more rings in St. Byrons Comprehensive College may pass through the remnants of the old gods. The stories of the Old Gods are written in the language of power.

This is definitely much safer than Shade being directly affected by the remnants of the old god today, so whether he is worried about Mrs. Lasoya's purpose, or just wants to make a contribution by reporting this matter, it is necessary to let Schneider as soon as possible The doctor knew this.

But since the doctor is not here, we can only wait patiently. It was impossible for Shade to report this matter directly to the church. It was not that he cared about the statue of the old blood god being taken away by the church, but that he really didn't know how to report it anonymously.

"But the doctor will be back tomorrow, so waiting one more day will probably be fine."

With this thought in mind, he left the doctor's psychology clinic with the cat in his arms. But there was always an uneasy feeling lingering in his heart. This feeling made Shade almost hit by a carriage at the intersection because he was distracted on the way back to Saint Teresa Square.

Shade walked out of the house early in the morning, but because the task of finding the orange cat went so smoothly, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon when he returned home.

He and little Mia had lunch outside, so they had nothing to do for the time being.

Shade left the cat at home, and little Mia was quite adaptable to the unfamiliar environment. She rolled around on the sofa or went to every corner of the room to take a look.

Shade recorded the entire process of the cat search commission in detail in the account books and record books left by the detective, strictly following the format of the previous detective.

After finishing writing, I looked through the detective's past records and planned to complete the remaining two simple tasks, namely the girl who ran away from home and the matter of finding the doctor, in the next few days.

In this way, after receiving the teaching materials from the academy on Wednesday, there will be time to investigate the detective's past acquaintances and find the secrets that Sparrow Hamilton may be hiding.

So Shade spent the afternoon sorting through all the belongings of his former detective and valuing his own property. In the evening, I took the cat out to eat again. On the way back, I bought some breadsticks from a bakery near the square to have with the milk for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Of course, we can't forget about the high-end cat food. Now that he has received the money, Shade will take good care of the orange kitten.

Therefore, after only two days in this world, Shade became a young detective living in the central square of the kingdom's capital, with a cat and a job.

"Thinking about it this way, I'm actually pretty lucky...but I don't have any money."

The night time is spent on continuing to study [Time and Space] and [Silver Moon]. Because I came into contact with the remnants of the old gods today, the accumulated [miracle] elements were transformed into more spirits, making the silver light on my fingertips even more dazzling.

But it still has no attack power, but the lighting is enough.

Shade also tried the ability to ignite paper, an ability that was also enhanced by the gain of power. Although the young orange cat was frightened by the heat of the paper in Shade's hand and hid in Shade's arms and refused to leave, Shade was very happy about it.

This kind of study was terminated at almost nine o'clock that night. At that time, Shade was sitting in the study reading the doctor's notes, troubled by the doctor's cursive writing, when he heard the bell downstairs ringing.

The cat, which was still sleeping on the table, immediately got under the desk, as if it was frightened.

Shade comforted the timid little Mia, walked out of the room doubtfully, and followed the stairs to the first floor foyer.

"Did the doctor return to the city early and read my message?"

But no, after opening the door, there was a nervous short, yellow-haired middle-aged man in a black coat outside the door. He was looking for the client of Detective Sparrow Hamilton.

Shade's first official commission came to his door.

The man's name was Ragette Franklin, an accountant who lived west of Tobesk and worked for "Hunter and Rolla's Textile Factory." This was not the first time he came here for a commission, and he was also an acquaintance with Detective Sparrow Hamilton. Therefore, after being invited in by Shade and served with black tea, he was very shocked by the death of the former detective.

"Sudden illnesses don't even receive effective treatment."

This was the former detective's explanation for his death. Medical treatment in this era was not developed, and doctors' treatment methods had just moved away from the practice of "bloodletting" and "indoctrination", so people they knew died of sudden illnesses. , is not a very rare thing.

"I am the nephew of the detective in my hometown. I have inherited this detective agency. Uncle Sparrow entrusted this place to me before he died."

Shade introduced the identity that the former detective had fabricated for him. Seeing that Mr. Franklin believed this, he asked:

"Although Uncle Sparrow is gone, I can still complete the commission... and complete the commission more cheaply. May I ask, why are you here so late?"

I don't know whether he was moved by Xia De's sincerity or the "cheaper" promise, but the middle-aged accountant hesitated before talking about his own affairs.

Although they live in the Royal Capital, Ragette Franklin's family is just an ordinary family in this northern pearl of the Old World. Mr. Franklin, the husband, made a living as an accountant, and Mrs. Franklin had a job as a scribe in a nearby private library.

The only child in the family, Little Franklin, is the biggest headache for the couple. He was originally a good boy in the family, but since he met a group of bad friends on the street, he hangs out with them all day long and gradually becomes infected. He got into the bad habit of gambling, hanging out in nightclubs and underground casinos, stealing money from his family and squandering it.

Mr. Franklin came here twice before for commissions. The first time he asked Detective Sparrow Hamilton to look for little Franklin who had not returned home for three days. He was found in an underground casino in the slums in the north of the city. The second time was to ask detectives to bring out little Franklin, who had been hanging out in the "Lucky Southern Cross Club" for three days.

The main business of that club is alcohol, but at night it turns into an underground casino.