Chapter 640

Seeing that Xia De really didn't ask about the will again, the female servant breathed a sigh of relief:

"I have worked here for more than ten years and know the things on this street very well."

"Does Miss Black appear here often?"

"Not really, just come here for vacation every summer. I don't know what her specific job is, but she is very rich and sometimes talks to Mr. Pasolo about antiques, so she became familiar with us; that is really a knowledgeable lady."

"Um?"

Xia De raised his eyebrows; Detective Sparrow's records clearly said that Miss White and Miss Black were residents of Tobesk.

"Then do you know her sister, Miss White?"

"Yes, I know, but I only know this lady. In the first or second year I came here to work, Miss White would lead Miss Black, who was only eight or nine years old at the time..."

"Wait!"

Xia De interrupted her words somewhat surprised:

"You mean, Miss Black and Miss White are not the same age?"

Detective Sparrow's records clearly said the two were twin sisters.

"Yes."

The female servant was very surprised by Xia De's surprise, and Tifa looked at him curiously.

"Miss Black is about ten years older than Miss White, and she is also a very wealthy and knowledgeable lady who often came here for vacation in the summer, but that was many years ago. When Miss White passed away, it was..."

The female servant frowned slightly, recalling the past:

"This year is 1853, yes, last year was exactly the tenth year; Miss White passed away in the autumn of 1842. I remember very clearly; that year this house was just installing brand new gas lamps. I and father only knew about this when we wrote to Midhillburg to greet Miss White in the spring of the following year; father felt sorry for a long time at the time... but thinking about it now, Miss Black, whom I saw this summer, really looks like Miss White from back then. However, Miss Black likes to wear black dresses, and Miss White liked to wear white dresses."

Xia De was even more surprised; Detective Sparrow didn't need to lie in the records of this matter, so there was a big question about who that "Miss White" whom Mr. Sparrow met was at this moment:

"Writing to Midhillburg to greet... I didn't expect that of the four commissions left by Detective Sparrow, only the one about Mia the cat was a normal commission."

Xia De wanted to know more about Miss Black and the deceased Miss White, but the female servant shook her head slightly; she was just a female servant after all, so she couldn't provide more information.

Xia De nodded slowly, and Tifa asked softly at this time:

"Are White and Black surnames or names? I noticed you have been using these two titles."

She also thought it was strange that the sisters used different surnames, so she thought they were names.

"They are surnames."

Xia De said, recalling the content of the commission:

"The missing Miss Black who needs to be found, her full name is Helen Black."

Detective Sparrow wanted to find someone, of course, he had to know the full name, but on that commission, the name of the client was not mentioned, and even on the signed contract, there was only the seal of the surname "White" and no name.

"However, Helen?"

This name was very ordinary, even common in the current era, but Xia De's heart suddenly jumped.

Both ladies in front saw the surprised expression on his face, and Xia De hesitated:

"May I ask, what was the full name of that Miss White who passed away eleven years ago?"

"I know this; I posted letters to her. That was more than ten years ago, the full name is..."

The female servant frowned and recalled, and Xia De asked incredibly:

"It wouldn't be Grace, right? Grace White."

"Oh, yes, after so long, I almost forgot this name."

The female servant nodded immediately.

Xia De looked at Tifa incredibly; Tifa felt inexplicable but didn't ask about his thoughts. Xia De looked at the window again, looking at the hazy Tobesk, and for a moment, he even felt he couldn't distinguish the era.

【This is a sign of losing control.】

"She" whispered in his ear, and Xia De, not knowing why, thought of the scene where her arm hugged his neck before the door of death:

"Whether I lose control or not, aren't you the clearest?"

Xia De asked back in his heart.

"These are indeed their names, and they also said that to show their determination to separate from the family, they would abandon their original surnames. My client, could it be... them?"

【Everything now, isn't it just a guess?】

"Yes."

Xia De nodded:

"Originally thought that for the fourth time key, it wouldn't connect 'now' and 'past' again, didn't expect that this situation still appeared... but how is this possible? How could they... didn't God say with his own mouth that they had died?"

【Outsider, since you consider yourself a spectator, then the Tree Father letting 'spectators' like you witness the stories of the past one by one, there should be a reason.】

"So every key must have a connection with now?"

【Cannot answer.】

"Yes."

Xia De pursed his lips, the surprised expression disappeared, and a smile appeared again:

"That's fine, the banquet really has a follow-up, and I still have a chance to understand their story. It's really not bad, yes, very not bad; haven't I, this outsider, been witnessing various stories? And this story is going to get more and more interesting."

Money and goods were cleared; with the help of that Mr. Pasolo wearing glasses, Xia De transferred those antiques to the carriage waiting outside. But he didn't leave this street immediately, but walked toward the other end of the street with Tifa, wanting to ask the old gentleman who walked the dog and gave him Miss Black's letter last time some questions.

"However, the female servant named Lina just now was lying about part of it."

Xia De, who was thinking, suddenly said, and Tifa didn't walk shoulder to shoulder with him, but fell a step behind:

"Yes, I also saw she was lying; this is too obvious. Once we mentioned the will, she would be very nervous. I'm afraid there are other problems with the estate."

That carriage followed behind the two, because the destination was only half a street away from the Pasolo house, so Xia De wanted to think while walking:

"But it doesn't matter, Mr. Simir Pasolo just died two days ago, and the body has been embalmed; I can go communicate with the spirits in a while."

A smile appeared on Tifa's face:

"You want to dig up his grave?"

"Oh, Tifa, don't you have this thought?"

Xia De looked at the black-haired girl on the side:

"That stone figurine is in the cemetery; although I am unwilling to disturb the dead, this is a necessary thing. And as compensation, we help him deal with the will problem, and can even supervise the reasonable distribution of the estate. If the communication with spirits can be successful, then apologizing in person is also possible."

This was Xia De's thought.

"I always thought you were a knight in the standard sense."

Tifa said.

"Knight?"

Xia De smiled:

"I am a detective and a knight."