Chapter 572

Because of the eye problem, Xia De didn't go out all Monday. But it was such a coincidence that in the afternoon of this day, a client actually came to the door.

Xia De didn't want to drive away the client who had finally come to No. 6 St. Theresa Square, so in Detective Sparrow's bedroom, he found a pair of flat glasses to slightly cover his eyes.

Detective Sparrow's vision was normal, so this pair of glasses was probably also a disguise prop.

The visitor was Mrs. Morse, who lived in the western part of Tobesk. She had encountered a good thing and a bad thing recently.

The good thing was that her uncle had unfortunately passed away, leaving her several local shops in Tobesk, which were worth about four digits when converted into pounds. And the bad news was that before she told her husband, Mr. Morse, about this, she discovered that Mr. Morse had a lover outside.

In order to prevent her husband from dividing the inheritance and then using it to support his lover after she inherited the legacy, Mrs. Morse wanted to entrust Detective Hamilton, who advertised in the *Steam Bird Daily*, to investigate whether the lover existed, and if so, who it was.

This kind of entrustment about cheating and lover investigation was the specialty of the former detective Sparrow Hamilton, and Xia De finally encountered it.

"Hmm... May I ask, does the operation of those shops require you to spend your energy? If you don't sell them, are they enough to support you living alone in Tobesk?"

After understanding the basic situation, Xia De's intention in asking this question was to evaluate how much entrustment fee he should charge for this entrustment.

"The shops don't need me to spend energy, just check the accounts occasionally. As for the income, oh, detective, supporting a woman living alone and letting her live a decent life is absolutely no problem."

The table between the two was covered with materials brought by Mrs. Morse. She said with some sadness, still trapped in the grief of her husband's cheating.

But after answering this question, the middle-aged woman who had suddenly become wealthy was stunned for a moment, and an expression of sudden realization appeared on her face, which was not very exquisitely made up:

"That's right, since this inheritance is enough for me to live on, what do I need him for?"

"Hmm?"

Xia De looked up at the other party in surprise, and the pen he was writing with in his notebook stopped.

"Yes, detective, what you said is really right!"

An uncontrollable smile appeared on the middle-aged woman's face, and she became happy all of a sudden.

"Sorry, what did I say?"

"Detective, you're right. Since I have this inheritance, why do I still need that unfaithful man?"

"Did I say that?"

Xia De fell into doubt about his memory, and then looked at the cat lying beside him.

【No, you didn't.】

Although Mia couldn't speak, fortunately there was "her."

"Yes, maybe I should find a lawyer who is proficient in inheritance reception and divorce entrustment, not a detective."

The woman collected the scattered materials on the table, and then took out a few banknotes from her wallet and put them on the coffee table:

"Detective, thank you so much. I was really stupid. Why didn't I think of doing this before? I have my inheritance, he has his lover, this is really a situation where everyone can be happy!"

The banknotes on the coffee table were about three or four pounds. Even if it was a normal mistress investigation entrustment, Xia De probably wouldn't charge so much.

"You..."

He wanted to say that he didn't want to break up other people's marriages, but looking at Mrs. Morse's appearance, it was clear that she had figured it out herself.

This situation really made Xia De not know what to say, so he could only give the business card of Lawyer Locke Laurier, whom he met when handling the Lemaire inheritance case a month ago, to this woman who seemed to be heading toward a new life.

"Although it's not right to think this way, if every entrustment was so simple, that would be great."

This was Xia De's thought when he saw off the generous client downstairs.

Coming to Tuesday, Xia De's eye problem still hadn't been solved. The dots of light like stars were in his eyes, showing no signs of fading at all. So, he could only use the eyeshadow sent by Tifa, and because he didn't know how to use this kind of cosmetic at all, he wasted ten minutes of Miss Maid's time teaching him how to apply it.

Tifa was almost face-to-face, helping him apply eyeshadow from the front. Although there was no physical contact between the two, looking at Tifa's face at such a close distance, Xia De still blushed.

In the afternoon, when he went to Tobesk train station to see off Priest Ao Gu Si, Xia De went out in the state of applying eyeshadow. As a result, not only did ordinary people not see any abnormality, even Priest Ao Gu Si, who was proficient in potion science, did not see any problem with his eyes.

In this way, Xia De could finally participate in the semi-finals of the City Player normally on Wednesday with peace of mind.

"Priest, about how long will it take you to reach Midhillburg?"

Still on the platform of Tobesk train station, Xia De had his final farewell with the priest. There were two other local old priests who were going to leave with Priest Ao Gu Si, so the Church organized a special farewell team, so the other three members of the group didn't come, letting Xia De represent them.

"We are taking a steam locomotive specially arranged by the Kingdom for the Church, from Tobesk directly to Midhillburg. We might stop halfway to change the locomotive, add some fuel, and change the drinking water and food in the carriage... It will take about six or seven days to reach Midhillburg."

The priest thought for a while and gave the answer.

In fact, besides the reasons for stopping given by the priest, long-distance steam train travel also had to consider "train sickness." That was a kind of mental illness that passengers developed after taking the train for a long time because of the mental torture and pain brought by shaking and noise.

While steam trains and tracks spread from the core cities of the Old Continent to the surroundings, people had already noticed this strange disease. After the Church confirmed that it had nothing to do with mysticism, the intervention of psychologists made effective help for explaining "train sickness."

The straight-line distance between Midhillburg and Tobesk was about 1100 miles (about 1770 kilometers), and the maximum speed of contemporary steam trains was 70kmh. Considering the stopping time, and considering that tracks could not be laid along the shortest distance. Therefore, from Tobesk city, located in the northwest of the Old Continent, to Midhillburg, located in the middle-east of the Old Continent, even for a direct steam train, it was normal to spend about a week.

"Then I wish you a smooth journey. Don't forget to write to us after you arrive."

Xia De waved goodbye to Priest Ao Gu Si, and then lowered his voice:

"If you have time, don't forget my sword."

The priest smiled and blinked:

"Of course, but don't forget to help me clean up."

Priest Ao Gu Si probably wouldn't be back for most of the autumn, so his potion workshop needed someone to take care of it. Among the four people in the same group, Xia De looked the most leisurely, and as a senior believer of the Dawn Church, he also had a reason to often approach Dawn Square, so the priest gave him the spare key.

"No problem, wish you peace."

"I am with others from the Church, of course I will be safe. And, I also have friends locally. Speaking of which, I haven't seen them for many years."

The priest said, and then talked with colleagues from the Dawn Church who came to see him off.

Xia De stood there, together with the nuns and priests of the Dawn Church, watching the priest carry his luggage onto the train. Then, just like seeing off Captain Lades that day, amid the gushing steam and whistle, the train carried Priest Ao Gu Si away.

"When the priest returns from Midhillburg, it will probably be close to the season of snowfall."

Xia De thought to himself, put his hands in his pockets, and walked toward the station exit with the people from the Church.

Somehow, he thought of the divination result of the other few people when Professor Weiya Milar of the Astronomy Academy divined for the five members of the group two weeks ago, which was normal, while Priest Ao Gu Si's was "death."

"Should be fine..."

He thought to himself, looking back at the empty platform after the people seeing him off left:

"Why did I suddenly think of this?"

He really couldn't figure it out.