Chapter 820

Miss Miss Jia Lin Na introduced briefly, and then saw Xia De still looking at her.

"What's wrong?"

The Duchess asked curiously.

"Is it just a family tutor and personal doctor? I thought all great witches had very prominent secular identities."

Xia De listed:

"You are a Duchess with a fief in Delarion, the Aurora family's ocean business is world-famous, and the Cassandra auction house is almost unknown in the Old Continent. That Miss Sylvia is just a royal family tutor? Then how does she afford her daily expenses? Does the Council also reimburse the research and study expenses of the witches?"

Miss Miss Jia Lin Na was amused by Xia De:

"Sylvia is a girl from a commoner background. Her teacher, the witch who passed away three years ago due to an experimental accident, left her a very generous fortune, enough to support her expenses for nearly ten years. As for the future, adults have to be responsible for themselves. The Council does not pay living expenses."

Xia De is very curious about this great witch in the last seat of the Council, but the foreign delegation will not arrive for at least half a month. As for the fact that the princess he met in Midhill also had witch power, Miss Miss Jia Lin Na had investigated it, but had no gains:

"We don't have the power to ask about other people's followers. Oh, the Speaker has the power. But that princess cannot be Sylvia's apprentice. Sylvia is still too young. Before she masters her own power, the Speaker forbids her from having her own apprentices. Besides, do you think a supernatural being who has spatial talent and is also adapted to witch power is so easy to find?"

The red-haired Duchess said before Xia De could speak:

"Of course, you don't count. Besides, you also said that the Anjou princess has very little witch power. I think Sylvia just developed her into a follower. As for whether there is any other hidden meaning in this, I don't know for the time being."

Speaking, she signaled Xia De to follow her to the stable to choose a few horses. Miss Miss Jia Lin Na once said she would teach Xia De to ride a horse. Seeing that time had come to late autumn, if he didn't learn, he wouldn't have a chance this year.

Of course, Xia De not only had to learn to ride a horse from the Duchess, but even planned to learn simple knitting skills from Tifa. In order to complete the task of the gift box this week, he planned to make a scarf himself. If he failed, or couldn't finish it in a week, he would sew the finished product into a cat bed, which that cat might like.

Time came to Friday, officially entering the second to last month of the year, the first day of the Frost Month.

The beginning of a new month naturally has many things to deal with, such as steam fees, gas fees, taxes, and newspaper advertising fees, etc.

When Xia De went to the "City Waste Management Center" in the West District of Tobesk to collect his MI6 salary and carry out reasonable expense reimbursement, Mr. Johnson, who was responsible for receiving Xia De, also revealed the news that Margaret Anjou was about to visit.

Of course, he knew far less than Miss Miss Jia Lin Na, only hearing that Xia De would be entrusted with important tasks.

Xia De spent the whole morning of Friday running around in the city, and went to Coldwater Port in the afternoon. Combining the legends he heard from Sister Daifulin, he asked Mr. Edmund about the stories about gods and saints. Of course, Xia De did not forget the knowledge about time perception left by the Old God 【Gray-Robed Sage】, which is now likely in Saint Byrons, the Apuna Library, and the Light-Guiding Ascetic Society, so he entrusted Mr. Edmund to look for information about the believers of the 【Gray-Robed Sage】 and information related to time perception in the Ascetic Society.

After dealing with these things, before the next time key was opened, Xia De had no other urgent matters in his hands.

He returned home with this thought, and then encountered a long-lost client visit.

Clearly Xia De was just an ordinary detective, but Mr. Hank, an old gentleman living in the South District of Tobesk who saw the detective advertisement in the newspaper and came to seek help, wanted to entrust Xia De to investigate the haunting in his home.

Mr. Hank is a retired accountant who used to be responsible for minor financial accounting work at City Hall. He has been hearing faint breathing and hoarse, indistinguishable whispers in his ears every time he closes his eyes at night for a week. After he couldn't bear it, he decided to find a detective to solve it:

"I have always thought that insomnia is just a mental illness of those idle people, but now I know that this is really tormenting."

Mr. Hank's mental state is very exhausted.

Strange sounds appearing in his ears does not mean he is about to become a supernatural being. Xia De can be sure of this. If the haunting is true, Xia De really wants to introduce him to Priest Augustus, because he is only responsible for the cases of the living; if the haunting is fake, then it is necessary to take out Dr. Schneider's business card, as a psychologist can treat such problems.

Of course, in order to determine what happened first, Xia De visited Mr. Hank's home on Friday night and really found a lingering soul in the old gentleman's home.

The other party is not even considered an evil spirit and will disappear after a few weeks even if left alone. Borrowing the ability of 【Soul Echo】, Xia De learned part of the soul's memory by touching the soul, and thus learned that the soul was Mr. Hank's good friend before his death. After death, he was worried that Mr. Hank, who lived alone, would be like him, dying alone at home with no one to collect his body, so he appeared here.

"So, there is also the problem of elderly people living alone in this era."

Xia De in the bedroom looked at Mr. Hank, who was preparing tea for him in the kitchen, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The next thing was much simpler. Xia De asked for more detailed information about the so-called "haunting" incident, then pretended to investigate everywhere in the house, specifically asked Mr. Hank if he had been to the cemetery recently, and obtained the identity information of Mr. Hank's acquaintances when he left.

"Detective, do you really think this is... a haunting?"

The old man had an expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

"It's not certain yet, but I really think you need to go to the church to pray. This can at least make your mood better."

On Saturday morning, Xia De visited Mr. Hank's acquaintances one by one according to the plan, and then "surprisedly" discovered that Mr. Kant, who lived in the University District of Tobesk, had died at home.

Because the weather had turned cold recently and Mr. Kant lived alone, the neighbors did not find that the old gentleman had passed away. It was the cat with a keen sense of smell of Detective Hamilton that suddenly barked when Detective Hamilton was about to give up knocking on the door. Only then did the witty, brave, and cheap Detective Hamilton realize that there might be a problem in the house.

The police from Ridgewich Field arrived quickly, and Xia De's client, Mr. Hank, also heard the news and came. He could not enter the apartment and could not see the corpse. The police, for the sake of "Hamilton of Rejied", let Mr. Hank understand some of the case.

Xia De's client, with a pale face, roughly guessed the truth of the haunting at home. His chapped lips trembled slightly, and he left there with Xia De:

"Being smashed to death by a bookshelf that collapsed at home, and the body buried in a pile of books, this is really unfortunate."

He muttered to himself. Xia De gave advice again:

"Mr. Hank, I think this commission can be considered finished. If you have any needs, you can go to the Dawn Church for help. The clergy there are very professional."

Xia De still remembered that he was a nominal Dawn believer, and pretended to draw the holy emblem on his chest.

Mr. Hank sighed and nodded:

"Detective, I will remit the balance to you tomorrow. I really didn't expect such a thing... You say, is there really a ghost in this world?"

Mr. Hank said softly, hit hard by the death of his friend. Of course, this old gentleman was skeptical about whether ghosts existed, otherwise he would not have entrusted Xia De in the first place. And now seeing the corpse and associating it with his experience every night, the idea he had insisted on in his heart finally wavered.

"I don't know either."

Xia De shook his head slightly, and a chuckle rang in his ears, but he ignored it.

Although the long-lost commission did not make Xia De earn too many gold pounds, at least the story was very good. When meeting at Dr. Schneider's place that afternoon, Xia De told the commission case to Dorothy.

Because Priest Augustus probably wouldn't be back until tomorrow, there were still only four people meeting today.

Dorothy and Luweiya sat on the long sofa, and Xia De and Dr. Schneider sat on the short sofas on both sides. Xia De didn't know if Dorothy had talked to Luweiya in private, but at least they seemed to get along very well today.

Even, when the study meeting of the day ended with Dr. Schneider repeatedly emphasizing the importance of next month's promotion exam, the blonde writer actually went to the city to buy clothes with the purple-eyed fortune teller. Winter is coming, and decent ladies have to consider their winter clothes in advance. In the past, Luweiya and Dorothy often bought clothes together, but ever since the incident last Saturday, every time they appeared together, the guilt and worry in Xia De's heart would surge together.

Luweiya had long known about Xia De's greed and accepted this fact. But what Dorothy and Lei Qianya thought, and what their attitude toward Luweiya was, Xia De wanted to figure out as soon as possible.

But at least this Saturday, Xia De rarely failed to be with Dorothy. He originally wanted to ask about the next step of the Saturday night course, promoting to the fourth ring, and the 【Power】 spiritual rune became the current key. But at least obtaining this spiritual rune is not difficult, because almost two-thirds of supernatural beings possess this spiritual rune. 【Power】 can be linked to a huge number of strange arts, such as the 【Heaton Seal】 in Xia De's hands.