Chapter 3323

The weather was good, and there were no urgent matters in the remote rural town, so even the footsteps of walking slowed down.

The cat was curled up in Xia De's arms, not knowing if it had fallen asleep again, and the white-haired girl walking side by side with Xia De would steal a glance at Xia De from time to time.

Regarding Miss Larson, Luweiya actually asked Xia De to have close contact. Since the "selection" method of this fate's chosen one is to see who is more important on the stage, as the only currently known candidate on their side, Miss Larson is naturally the key training object.

Although Luweiya didn't ask Xia De and this white-haired girl to go on an adventure together immediately, her persuasion for Xia De to communicate more with Miss Larson was still very obvious.

However, Luweiya, as a diviner, understands better than Xia De that when treating "fate", letting nature take its course is better than forcing it. Therefore, all the suggestions she gave to Xia De were just suggestions, so Xia De didn't rush to take Miss Larson running around on the island.

"Tell me about this matter, what exactly are we going to solve?"

He stopped talking about Claire's matter and asked about this "investigation task".

Miss Larson nodded lightly:

"Miss received a letter from Mrs. Reinhardt this morning. Mrs. said that from Friday night, every midnight, she would hear knocking sounds from downstairs, but there was no one outside the door after opening it.

Professor Reinhardt at home didn't hear anything, but Mrs. was sure it wasn't her auditory hallucination. Later, Mrs. discovered that the sound might come from next door, but the neighbor next door hadn't lived there for five years, and now that house is used as a public warehouse.

This situation happened on Friday night, and then it happened again at about the same time on Saturday night. Therefore, Mrs. wrote a letter to Miss early in the morning, and Miss also showed the letter to Elder Harald. The elder said it might be something like a ghost, and just dispel the soul with a ritual."

She introduced it simply, and Xia De nodded, feeling that this shouldn't be a very troublesome matter.

Because today happened to be Sunday and the weather was good, many diligent housewives were drying clothes and quilts; after all, the humidity in the small town by the sea is very heavy.

Professor Reinhardt went out to visit friends again today, but Mrs. Reinhardt was at home. She enthusiastically entertained the "friend" and student of her own daughter who came to visit with a net bag of apples, and the process of the matter described by this Mrs. was about the same as what Miss Larson just said.

"Although I am not a Ring Ringed Ringed Shushi like my father and Claire, my bloodline is still inherited from my ancestors. My inspiration is much stronger than Claire's father. This is probably the reason why I heard the knocking sound, but he didn't."

Mrs. Reinhardt reminded, which was also one of the reasons why she notified her daughter in time.

"Were there any other abnormal phenomena besides the knocking sound at that time?"

The famous detective of Tobesk asked, and Mrs. Reinhardt thought carefully and shook her head lightly:

"I only dared to open a crack in the door to look out at that time, and didn't notice other situations."

There were no other clues here at Mrs. Reinhardt's, so Xia De, based on the idea of "safety first", carefully checked the house to see if there was any abnormal element reaction.

After checking this house and confirming there were no clues, Xia De went with Miss Larson to check the house next door that was being knocked on. Xia De had also inquired about the original owner of this house just now. It was an old lady who lived alone. Five years ago, her body really couldn't hold on, so she was picked up by her nephew to live in the City of Time. Now she is still alive.

The old man didn't want to sell her old house to others, so she gave the key to the neighbors nearby, letting everyone use it to put things, and by the way, help clean the house.

"If the house is not used for a long time, it will collapse soon"—this is the idea of many elderly people.

The Reinhardt family and the old lady next door had been neighbors for many years, and the old lady next door had even held Claire when she was a child... There are indeed quite a few people who held Claire when she was a child.

In short, no abnormal events had ever occurred in this vicinity for so many years. If it weren't for the knocking sound that kept her from sleeping for two consecutive days, Mrs. Reinhardt wouldn't have written a letter to ask her daughter for help.

The key was now handed to Xia De. He first looked at the door of that house, confirmed there was no problem, and then entered it with Miss Larson. He didn't arrange tasks for the white-haired girl, but went to check every corner of this "storage room" himself. The witch apprentice closed the door to prevent people from being curious about what they were doing. Looking at Xia De busy, she couldn't help but ask:

"Hams..."

"Call me Mr. Watson, safety first."

"Mr. Watson, I have also heard your stories before. Although I haven't read that detective novel, I also know you are a very famous detective... Are those things really all done by you?"

Xia De, who was trying to observe bloodstains with "Echo of Blood", answered casually:

"Most of the stories in the book are fake, but most of the things in the newspaper are true."

Seeing that Xia De wanted to lift the sack containing grain to check behind it, she walked over and wanted to help, but was rejected by Xia De:

"I'll do it myself."

"This kind of thing, do you always do it yourself? With your identity..."

This was not talking about moving grain, but that Xia De, as the currently recognized strongest Ring Ringed Ringed Shushi in the material world and the only one who can complete the god-descent ritual multiple times with his own body, would actually help ordinary people investigate those strange things for money.

Stella Larson had even heard people praise that even as a famous detective, Xia De Hamilton would accept investigation commissions for mistresses, lost cats and dogs, etc., every few days.

"What's wrong with my identity?"

Xia De continued to move the grain that didn't know who put it here for the winter:

"No matter how strong I am, I am still human."

"She" smiled, but Xia De ignored it:

"I have always maintained this point of view: Ring Mages should not distinguish themselves from the concept of 'human'. Even if we can fly to the sky and enter the earth, we still need the labor results of ordinary people to live in this world, and we are still part of human society.

So although we are very powerful, I am still happy to do things that ordinary people do. That is very interesting, such as playing Rod cards, such as conducting detective commission investigations."

He didn't need to look back to know that the girl behind him must have a thoughtful expression:

"Let's take an example. You and Claire must also have your own hobbies. This is the same truth."

Miss Larson nodded half-understandably, feeling that this man who looked powerful and was indeed very powerful was much more approachable than she thought. After knowing his identity, the witch apprentice had thought about whether to change the way of getting along with him, such as being more respectful, but now it seems that he is much more... normal than most high-ring Ring Mages she knows.

Although Xia De said there was no need to help, Miss Larson still helped him search the house together. Half an hour later, they had to admit that there was no abnormality in this house either. It seems that the best way at present is to ambush until another midnight to see what will happen here. Since there is no abnormal element reaction, the possibility of "vengeful spirit" mentioned by Elder Harald should be very high, and unless Xia De can find its nest, the vengeful spirit will of course not appear during the day.

It's just that it's only the morning of this day, and Xia De doesn't want to wait that long. Out of the idea of trying his luck, he used "Echo of the Past". But although basically no one comes to this house, there is a busy street with people coming and going outside the door.

He himself didn't hold out hope, but he didn't expect that after trying for the third time, the clear knocking sound immediately entered his ears.

The source of the knocking sound was the door of the house. Xia De, who didn't expect that he would really hit the jackpot, hurriedly walked towards that side until he stuck his ear to the door.

He could almost feel the vibration of the wooden door at this moment. In the continuous knocking sound, a very faint hoarse voice appeared in the "silent night" environment:

"Miranda, Miranda, I'm back."

That voice used the local dialect, and it sounded like a man's voice.

Xia De listened quietly for a while, and after confirming that the voice outside the door was just repeating this sentence intermittently, he stopped the miracle and asked the girl behind him who was very conscious of keeping quiet:

"Miss Larson, did we hear the name 'Miranda' somewhere just now?"

The white-haired girl said very affirmatively:

"Mrs. Reinhardt mentioned it once. The full name of the old lady who used to live here is Miranda Otto."

The two then returned to the Reinhardt house and asked Mrs. Reinhardt, who was still doing housework, about the matter of "Miranda Otto".

Because they had been neighbors for many years, Mrs. Reinhardt knew her very well:

"I moved here the year I married Claire's father. At that time, Mrs. Otto was already living here. She was in her forties at that time, living alone, and after I became pregnant and gave birth to Claire, she took very good care of me."

She had no children, but she had been married before. I also heard other neighbors mention that Mrs. Otto and her husband eloped to the island. They lived on the island together for two or three years, and then the man disappeared after a mountain climb and never came back.

Mrs. Otto lived here and waited for her man to come back. Counting the time, it has been more than fifty years. Later, a nephew of her mother's family found the island, but she was unwilling to leave, saying that if she left, the man would never find his way home again.

More than ten years ago, a nephew of her mother's family moved to the island because of business and lived in the city, but he had been helping her. Five years ago, her body really couldn't hold on, so she was picked up to live in the city."

(End of chapter)