Whispering Poems

Chapter 1173 Flower Pot Check and Broken Arm

The flower pot is very delicate, like a custom-made ceramic art.After Xia De's questioning, it was confirmed that this potted flower was given to Mr. Franco by a certain lady, and Xia De also found the notch of cursive letters on the bottom of the flower pot, which is similar to the letters found in Miss Norma's home. Almost exactly:
【I will be buried in the mountains with the earth. 】

"Don't touch that potted flower"

A weak voice came from behind, Xia De put down the flowerpot and looked behind him, Mr. Franco finally had some strength to speak at this time.

This was good news, so under the care of the servants and the old Mr. Franco, Shade sat by the bed and had a brief conversation with the weak man.

The winter sun shines on the side face of the frail man leaning against the head of the bed, with sunken eye sockets and pale lips, it looks so terrifying under the sun.

"May I ask what is your relationship with Miss Norma?"

"I love her deeply."

The young man tried his best to spit out the sound from his mouth. Even though his body was weak at the moment, his eyes were still so firm when he said this.Old Mr. Franco's expression obviously became more sad, and Xia De did not comment on this feeling:

"Why love? Because of her beauty? Because of her good conversation? Because of her good character?"

"Yes, hugging her is like being hugged by your mother when you were a child."

Shade pursed his lips, old Mr. Franco became even more sad, and the servants all looked aside, as if they didn't hear this sentence.

"I'm Shade Hamilton, the city's detective. Oh, look at your expression, you've heard my name. So, do you know that there is something wrong with Miss Norma?"

Little Mr. Franco shook his head hard:
"She's fine, everything's fine, loves life, loves the earth, loves...me."

Xia De tried his best not to make a strange expression:

"Miss Norma is missing. If you want to help her, please tell me the truth. In the name of Hamilton of Regard, what you say will not be passed on to others."

He glanced up at old Monsieur Franco, who nodded and told the servants to back out for a while, so there were only three people and one cat left here, the sleepy cat hiding in the deep pocket on the inside of Shard's coat. It's cute.

"Norma probably has a tendency to self-destruct."

After hesitating for a long time, the weak little Mr. Franco spoke:
"Sometimes, I really feel that she is like a fragile vase. So beautiful and so fragile. When we were alone, she told me countless times that she would eventually return to the earth. The earth nourished her , and she will return all of herself to the earth I once peeked at her diary"

It seems that it's not that Miss Norma doesn't have the habit of keeping a diary, but that the diary was also taken away.

"She planned to return herself to the earth when she was the most beautiful. She even made a plan. I thought it was a lonely woman talking to herself"

"Oh~"

Old Mr. Franco groaned, in disbelief that his son knew such a man.In the teachings of the Church of the Five Gods, suicide is a great sin.Besides, it sounds like a so-called cult sacrifice.

Xia De frowned slightly:

"What's the plan?"

"She wrote very briefly, just excitedly expressing that the time is coming soon. I don't know what this specifically refers to."

"Do you really know nothing?"

Xia De lowered his voice slightly, and Mr. Franco turned his head to look at him with difficulty.For some reason, this young man in a trance showed a frightened expression. He swallowed hard, and this time he nodded with certainty:
"Yes, I really don't know. However, maybe someone else knows. My relationship with Norma is actually not the best. I know she has other acquaintances, sir. Maybe you, like your father, think that I'm crazy, but my love is not as crazy as those other people who would do anything for her."

Little Mr. Franco's clues were almost all obtained by Shad when he got here. Little Mr. Franco admired softly:

"She is a very special person, very special. The real world is so boring, she is like the only green shoot in the desert, even though I know she cannot exist for a long time, I am still willing to dedicate mine to her"

His voice became weaker and weaker, and old Mr. Franco immediately called the doctor in, and then talked with Shad outside the door.

"Mr. Hamilton, I'm really sorry for letting you see the scene just now. Next, you will be looking for Miss Norma while looking for Mr. Martin, right?"

The old gentleman asked with concern. After Xia De nodded, he took out the checkbook in his pocket and filled in a number for him:
"If you can find that Miss Norma, please try to bring her here. I want to have a good talk with that lady. No matter what method I use, I will persuade her to leave my son."

Xia De took the check and glanced at the number, then raised his eyebrows slightly. 30 pounds, but they just brought women. You must know that the workers of ordinary steam factories or textile factories in Tobesk can't earn this amount in a year:
"I can take over your commission. But judging from the current clues, it is possible that the lady, of course, is only likely to have encountered misfortune."

Xia De expressed his judgment as tactfully as possible, but he did not expect Mr. Franco to look normal:
"Detective Hamilton, if you can bring me the news of her death, I will pay double, no, triple the reward. Yes, as long as it is death. You know what I mean."

Xia De pretended not to understand the hidden meaning in his words.

The clues were not interrupted here, on the contrary, because of this brief conversation, Xia De knew more things.He didn't rush to take away the potted plant in question, but after having lunch with Mia, he spent another afternoon visiting other gentlemen who were acquainted with Miss Norma according to the address he had so far. them.

The lady "had a wide circle of friends," and the gentlemen lived in all parts of the town.But what is very interesting is that two of them have disappeared like the little Mr. Martin that Shade wanted to find, and most of the others, as long as there are potted plants presented by Miss Norma at home, most of them are in an extremely unhealthy state .

Of course, Mr. Franco Jr. was the most serious of them all.

This kind of investigation allowed Xia De to know more about Miss Norma.This lady had no father since she was a child, and her mother worked in the manor of a local nobleman when she was young, and the young Miss Norma grew up with her mother in the manor.

Later, the nobles were dealt with by the kingdom because of their crimes, and the manor was abandoned. Miss Norma's mother died of a cold a few years later. Miss Norma lingered among men by virtue of her beauty. Until early 1854, Xia De started this survey.Although Xia De pieced together her life trajectory from the descriptions of those men, many people have seen Miss Norma's previous photos, so these words are basically true.

It's just that she never left Tobesk in her simple life, and she didn't seem to have contact with abnormal groups. This is the only doubtful point at present.

So on this Thursday night, Miya stayed at home to watch the house, and Xia De went to the home of little Mr. Franco, who was recuperating from a serious illness.

At around ten o'clock, relying on his illusion, he sneaked into Mr. Franco's bedroom.The gas lamp was not turned on in the room, only the moonlight illuminated a part of the window.

Xia De covered his face with his hands in the corner of the shadow, turned into a petrified angel, and stood there quietly.

The wait was a bit long, but it was worth it. At around 11:30, as the cold wind blew through the room with the doors and windows closed, a transparent woman's hand stretched out from the dark soil of the windowsill potted plants.

It was quite a strange scene, the mouth of the potted plant illuminated by the moonlight was only the size of two palms, but the horrifying evil spirit that Xia De encountered in Miss Norma's house during the day, abruptly emerged from it " Squeeze" out.

With its appearance, the indoor scene quickly decayed as if it had been ravaged by hundreds of years.Of course, this is just an illusion caused by the appearance of a powerful evil spirit.

And Mr. Franco, who was sleeping soundly, was still asleep at this time, but there was a frightened expression on his face, and his two eyeballs spun rapidly under the eyelids.

The weird undead kept approaching the bed, but before it came to the bed, five glowing moon halos had already flown towards it.

"The Imprisonment Halo!"

Wraiths move very fast and act even faster.It was moving and dodging like a fluffy sheet of paper, and the halo with its own aiming followed closely.

"Ragley's Jump!"

Xia De took a step forward and appeared behind it.He wanted to know the truth of the matter through the undead, so he held the arm of the evil spirit with his left hand and tried to capture it, and then used thaumaturgy to "guide death" to spy on the soul.But as soon as his left hand came into contact with the spirit body, the itching feeling as if being pricked by countless burrs made him tremble.

[The soul is polluted by some kind of power, with petrification and curse properties.Don't worry, it won't work for you. 】

[Halo of Imprisonment] has flown here at this time.And this obviously abnormal soul, just like in the morning, disappeared before Xia De's eyes after a muffled bang.

Of course, Shad wouldn't make two mistakes.Even though the evil spirit disappeared, [Halo of Confinement] still hit the spirit body's left hand, so that after the evil spirit escaped, the blackened broken arm of the spirit body was still in Xia De's hand.

Generally, souls cannot be split like this unless special methods are used.At this time, it is obvious that the [Halo of Imprisonment] played a role, which also belongs to the function of this thaumaturgy.

"Although it's not particularly strong, it runs really fast."

Xia De frowned slightly, then turned to look at the potted plants in the window.Under the bright moonlight, clear cracks appeared on the surface of the small pottery pot. Presumably that weird soul would never visit Mr. Franco again. Shade was worthy of the 30 pounds given by Mr. Franco.

"Some souls are enough."

(End of this chapter)