Lord of Industrialization

After dinner, Aleppe reported work in the study: "Sir, we searched for the former neighbors and related personnel of the Rey family, and got a strange piece of news."

"Before the fire in the Rey family, there was a cook in the house. She happened to go back to the countryside to attend her son's wedding on the day of the fire and escaped death."

"She still remembers that the day before the fire, Miss Bili Rey started to grow her teeth and lost her first tooth. Mrs. Rey asked the kitchen to prepare soft dishes."

"After Miss Rey was rescued, she rested in Mrs. Rey's natal home. The cook got the news and rushed back from the countryside five days later and met Miss Rey."

"At that time, Miss Rey's face was burned and she had her face covered with medicine. When the cook talked to her, she found that her teeth were intact."

"At that time, Mrs. Rey's natal family had its own servants, so the cook went to work in another family's house."

Frederick frowned and asked, "Did Miss Rey be sent directly to her uncle's house at that time?"

Aleppe replied: "At that time, a neighbor sent Miss Rey to a nearby church in a carriage. The bishop gave preliminary treatment. Later, Miss Rey's uncle said that they could contact the Holy City to get medicine that would not leave scars. Take her back."

Frederick frowned, tapped his fingers on the desk, and said slowly: "In other words, Miss Rey may have been replaced by someone else, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the teeth grew so fast."

Aleppe replied: "It is possible."

Frederick added: "There is another key question."

"As you often kill people, you should know that it is easy to kill people but difficult to dispose of corpses."

Aleppe nodded. It was easy to dispose of corpses in the wild, but it was difficult in the city.

If you want to move the body out of the city, you need to go through some people. These people may not be reliable, and they may spill the beans one day after drinking too much.

Aleppe said: "It is very possible that the body is in the garden. I have helped dig holes in the past."

Breaking ground in the garden is a common thing, and selling a corpse is difficult to detect.

Frederick closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "I will write a letter and you can take it to someone personally."

Aleppe saw Frederick starting to write a letter and asked curiously: "Who are you asking for help?"

Frederick said while writing: "There is a contestant in the real sword competition who is wearing very old full-body plate armor and a barrel helmet. Please give him this letter."

"How are the other members of the Bili family investigating?"

Aleppo was a little curious about the true identity of the man in plate armor, but Frederick knew he shouldn't ask more questions when he changed the subject, so he replied: "We have investigated it."

"She has a housekeeper, two maids, a cook, a gardener and a coachman at home."

"The cook, gardener and coachman are all people from the countryside. We don't see any problems at the moment."

"Those two maids were originally the daughters of a merchant. After the merchant went bankrupt, he sold them to an old widow and then took the money and disappeared."

"The widow's husband was a well-known tailor. Many years ago, gangsters killed him and his son when they robbed the tailor shop."

"The widow had some savings and could make money by mending silk clothes, so she bought two girls and adopted them as adopted daughters to support her in her old age."

"The widow taught the two girls the craft of tailoring. After she died of illness a few years ago, the girls first did sewing work, and then worked as maids in Rey's family after being introduced by others."

"The nun in charge only appeared two years ago. Although she tried her best to hide her accent, you can still tell that she is from Citrus Island."

Aleppe knew about Frederick’s relationship with Citrus Island and didn’t say much.

Frederick raised his eyebrows. Was it his wife's person, or someone who escaped when his wife swept through the gangs on the island?

He thought for a while and said, "I'll send a telegram to ask."

This is a simple matter, just ask the master's wife if that person is from the Black Claw gang, or you can even send a report clearly.

Frederick wrote the contents of the letter and telegram and asked Alleppe to send them away.

At the same time, a bar in the city was bustling with activity.

This morning Shitong defeated Baron Pioli, who had the highest claim to win the championship, which greatly increased his reputation.

In the bar where Shi Shi frequented, Bo Li prepared a large piece of fine venison for him. The landlady helped stew it with potatoes and red tomatoes. The boss also gave Shi Shi a barrel of precious garlic beer.

Less than half of the regular customers of this tavern are people from the Boli family's butcher shop, the rest are fish shop owners, restaurant owners and other people in the catering industry, and a few are surrounding residents or occasional guests.

A fish seller said with a smile: "Shitou, when you win the championship, can you help the model draw a picture, holding a fish in your hand, and I will give you ten ores!"

The owner of the sausage shop next to him immediately said: "Draw me a picture. Holding a few strings of sausages is much better than holding salted fish."

Someone immediately said: "Oh, what do you want Paul to do? Tell him to say to Shitou, 'Sir, can you hold a pig as a model?'"

The tavern suddenly burst into laughter.

The fish seller shook his head and said, "No, no, no, the stone can't hug Boli's pig, it can only hug Boli's sister."

The laughter in the tavern became more cheerful, except for Pori's face, which was a little dark.

Shi Shi just smiled and ate. He finished the venison and potatoes first, then poured in the barley rice, stirred it evenly, and ate slowly, taking a sip of garlic beer from time to time.

He didn't like the taste of garlic beer at first, but when he heard that it was liked by dignitaries, he thought about his future life and had no choice but to take the initiative to adapt.

There was a stranger sitting in the corner of the tavern, watching everything happening around him with interest.

The people in the tavern began to help Shitou imagine his and Aideli's happy future life. Boli was too lazy to play with them, so he went over to chat with the stranger.

"Hello, my name is Boli, and I sell meat." Boli introduced himself, "What's your name? I've seen you here often recently."

The guest replied, "My name is Ludovico, a writer from Fira City."

"Oh!" Boli suddenly became nervous, "It turns out to be Lord Ludovico, please forgive my rudeness."

These days, writers are all well-educated people, either rich or noble. Butchers have a reputation among the people, but they are meat on the chopping board when they are on the table of power.

Ludovico picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Boli's glass, took a sip of sage beer, and said, "Don't be nervous, just treat me as a small businessman passing by."

Boli nodded immediately, took a sip of orange wine, and clinked glasses with him carefully.

Ludovico clinked glasses with him and took a sip, then asked, "Did that gentleman win the match today?"

Poli said happily, "Yes, Shitou defeated the player that everyone thought would win the championship today."

He then told Shitou's story in detail. He had great ambitions when he was young, but he lost his passion after he found out that he had to pay an extra portion of his income to his superiors after he started working. He just muddled along all day long. Not long ago, he met love and regained his fighting spirit to participate in the real sword competition. In the first game, he defeated the most popular opponent cleanly.

Poli also talked about the grudge and bet between Shitou and the head coach of the arena.

Ludovico slapped the table and said, "So that's what everyone was talking about today, the handstand... uh, it's hard to say here... thing!"

After he finished speaking, his brows suddenly frowned, and he said to Poli seriously, "Remind that gentleman that his enemies will definitely not give up, and he should be careful of all kinds of conspiracies."