Chapter 243

Walking along the cemetery path in the rain, Xia De realized that this was the first time he had come to visit Mr. Sparrow after his death.

Busy with the hustle and bustle of life some time ago, he only occasionally thought of this gentleman every time he looked at the master bedroom at home. Now stepping on the stone road of the cemetery, recalling the conversation between the two at the end and the beginning, Xia De felt that it was like something that happened many years ago.

The grave of Sparrow Spy Hamilton was not conspicuous, lying on the grass in the rain with countless ordinary people around.

Xia De found the location of the grave according to the receipt, stood in front of the tombstone embedded in the ground while holding an umbrella.

There was only the name, date of death, and cause of death on the tombstone, without any record of his life.

The damp air suppressed the heat of summer. He held the umbrella with one hand and put the other hand in his coat pocket. Raindrops hit Xia De's umbrella. He looked down at the ordinary grave, and then thought of the possible foreign spy identity of this deceased detective, and actually felt a kind of absurdity.

There was no one around, and the sound of rain was enough to suppress his voice, so he could say his heart's words:

"His life story must also be very exciting. Born, educated, joined the Gray Gloves for unknown reasons, arranged to Tobesk to lurk, solved big and small commissions as a detective for three years... He knew countless people in his hometown and Tobesk, countless things happened, and he knew countless secrets. Maybe someone in the distance is waiting for him to go home. And a guy with such an exciting life, the final ending was only witnessed by me, an outsider, and the final destination was just a corner of the cemetery, this small grave."

【Are you sighing?】

The sound of rain couldn't suppress her whispering sound.

"Sighing?"

Xia De looked down at the tombstone and shook his head gently:

"No, I know that everyone's life story is very exciting in the eyes of others. It's just that standing here now, I feel that Mr. Sparrow's ending is like this, as if a magnificent story ended with the protagonist suddenly deciding to stop."

【Are you feeling sorry for him?】

He looked down at the tombstone:

"Yeah, such an exciting life ended in an accident. Even except for me, no one can know everything he experienced."

He bent down while holding the umbrella, and brushed the surface of the tombstone with his hand:

"Mr. Sparrow, when you told me the last thing before you died on the bed, would you also feel regret? Just like the two ghosts just now?"

But Sparrow couldn't answer this question, he really left.

Even Xia De couldn't judge what kind of person he was, and couldn't even judge whether he was a good person or a bad person.

The senior spy of Kasenrik slept here. He didn't realize his ideals in a foreign land, and could never return to his hometown, and no one even knew his story.

【Outsider, it sounds like you are also worried about yourself?】

When Xia De straightened up, the woman's voice asked softly.

"It's not worry, just... if I die accidentally one day, maybe I will be buried not far from here."

He looked up at the cemetery in the rain. It was very quiet here, sleeping countless people, burying countless stories:

"Just experienced Mrs. Watson's funeral, and saw Detective Sparrow's grave here, just a little sigh. My story in a foreign land is exciting enough, but maybe the moment death comes, I will also feel that my life is very ridiculous, and there will be some regrets."

He raised his left hand and looked at his clenched hand.

【You are lost.】

"Not lost, just a little emotional before the big war tomorrow night."

Xia De took a deep breath, letting the damp but fresh air of the cemetery rush into his lungs:

"A first-ring, second-ring, and third-ring Ringed Shushi going to take revenge on a ninth-ring Ringed Shushi, even if the preparation is very proper and the other party is injured, it is ultimately uneasy in the heart. Moreover, once we succeed, Miss Miss Beiyasi truly becomes the chosen one, which means that the magnificent epic of the Sixth Era will involve more and more people. I have decided to join, but about the future..."

He took the umbrella off his head, let the raindrops hit his body, and then immediately straightened the umbrella:

"Coming to see Mr. Sparrow this time can be considered to prevent not coming back tomorrow night. He gave me the foundation of my current life, I can't forget him casually. Speaking of which, I am still quite grateful to Mr. Sparrow."

The woman's voice in his heart didn't continue to sound. Xia De looked at the small grave one last time and planned to leave:

"No matter what, move forward to let your story continue. Their story is over, but my story is still very long, and it must be very long."

Exhaling a long breath, feeling the whole body much more relaxed:

"My story as an outsider in a foreign land can only be witnessed by myself."

【And me.】

"But aren't you me?"

Xia De asked back unexpectedly. She smiled:

【Yes, you are me, and I am you. Outsider, you compose your story and epic, I will...】

The last sound was very low, and Xia De didn't care. He turned and left with an umbrella, thinking about bringing a bouquet of flowers next time.

Having experienced the stories of two ghosts and the funeral, and talked to her in front of Detective Sparrow's grave, Xia De felt that he was at least not so lost. Only by throwing away those wild thoughts could he better deal with the things on Thursday night.

It was raining outside the city, and naturally it was raining in the city. Although there was some meat and vegetables at home, Xia De was not in the mood to go home to cook, so after taking a taxi carriage home, he went out to eat with Mia.

And as night fell, this sudden heavy rain became more fierce. Knowing that Miss Annette and Miss Miss Beiyasi were coming, Xia De didn't arrange other things at night, but stood at the window of the living room holding the cat, watching the rain together.

At about seven o'clock, the carriage Miss Annette took stopped downstairs. When she entered the door, she was still complaining to Xia De about the rain.

The keen diviner noticed that Xia De was a little different from the last time they met. When climbing the stairs, her purple eyes looked up and down at the young detective walking in front:

"Specifically, I feel you are more... firm. Not to say that you weren't firm before, but you are firmer now. Xia De, this is a good thing, you seem to have figured out some things."

"Yes, but I am very curious, Miss Annette, facing the big thing of the thirteen chosen ones, why were you so firm from the beginning?"

Xia De turned his head and joked. The orange cat walking at the top of the stairs to "lead the way" for the two turned around unhappily and "meowed," reminding the two to keep up.

Louisa Annette didn't answer this question, but asked Xia De for hot tea. She complained about the inconvenience of going out in this weather, and whispered a prayer, hoping that tomorrow's weather could be better.