Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 126 I Want to Escape

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Fors paced back and forth in the living room anxiously. Occasionally, her eyes glanced at the letter from the editorial department on the table, and she took a step back as if she had been burned.

Angel, angel... Mr. Edward is very likely an angel! A demon angel? Oh my god! Could it be the same name? "Edward" is a common name in Loen. If you shout it on the street, at least two or three men will turn around. The last name "Vaughn" is also common... But the most important thing is that there are not many people who have both of these names! At least in Backlund, I, who am ignorant, only know of one...

But that gentleman doesn't look like a demon at all? He is gentle, kind, considerate and approachable, like a follower of the goddess of night or the god of steam. But demons can certainly disguise themselves. And Mr. Edward and we once encountered "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingos before. I still can't figure out how he escaped at that time. I only know that Qilingos died later.

Could it be that Qi Lingos was killed by Mr. Edward? Fors began to lose control of her imagination.

Perhaps Mr. Fool is just reminding me that He is truly a considerate and great being...

After reluctantly praising him a few times in her heart, Fors still felt like she was about to cry.

Suddenly, she thought of something and rushed to her desk, flipping through the calendar that she hadn't looked at since she submitted the manuscript. After tearing off more than ten pages, Fors finally saw today's date: December 12, Monday.

It's already the end of December, so it should be normal for me to leave Backlund for vacation now... There is still a lot of savings in my bank account this year. I have to take Xiou with me. She has also met Mr. Edward... Fors opened the drawer and found her passbook from the gap between a book. The remuneration for this play is 150 pounds, which is quite generous.

Now that I have established a connection with the Abraham family, I will most likely not have to pay for the formula myself in the future. This money alone is enough for Xio and I to live in Jianhai County or Dongtucker County for two or three months. No, Jianhai County is too close to Backlund. I have to go far away. I have enough money. How about trying the warm and leisurely coastal city of Dixie County? Ah, please, Your Highness the Angel, don't take a small person like me seriously! Mr. Edward, you should forget about Fors Wall as soon as possible!

Fors walked around the room with her passbook in her hand. She thought about Miss Audrey for a while, and then she thought about whether she should go out and buy a steam train ticket right away. Then she remembered that Dessie County was located in the southwest of the kingdom, and Backlund was in the northeast. If she took the steam train, she would have to buy a sleeper berth for three days and two nights. Perhaps it would be more convenient and faster to take a boat from the Tussock River, transfer to a passenger ship at the seaside, and sail along the coast...

"Click".

With a slight click, the door unlocked and Xio, wearing the apprentice knight's uniform, walked into the room. He saw through the unclosed door of the living room that Fors was circling the room while pulling her hair and making strange noises. Xio was speechless: "Are you out of control?"

"No, no. Ah, Hugh! You're back!"

Fors stopped mumbling immediately and ran to Xio in two steps, with one of her slippers flying off.
"Xiu, I've saved enough money. How about we go on vacation to Desire Bay together this year? We can spend the whole winter there!"

Xio gave her a strange look and said, "It's only the 20th. Are you planning to spend the New Year in Dixie Bay? How many months will you stay there?"

"It's far from Backlund, and the letters will take at least a week to travel, which will affect your work as a writer. If it's a month or a few weeks, it's fine, but isn't a whole winter too long?"

I wish I could settle down in Disi Bay! Fors wailed in her heart, but she still smiled: "Yes! Because I got a lot of royalties this time, I plan to take a long vacation and take you with me..."

The little girl thought about it seriously, and then rejected Fors seriously: "It's too early now. MI5 has given me a lot of tasks recently. And I need to accumulate merits to exchange for potions and formulas. I'm afraid I can't accompany you that long. It's easy to miss tasks when I take leave, not to mention that I can only take leave for one week. Fors, if you are going to Disi Bay, remember to write to me and wish you a happy New Year holiday."

No, no, I can't leave you alone in Backlund...!
Fors's smile froze. She racked her brains, trying to come up with an excuse:

"Well, it's like this. I got news from an extraordinary gathering that another dangerous cultist has infiltrated Backlund... You saw the last serial murder case and the Duke's assassination. I feel that Backlund is not safe these days. I would like to ask you to go out with me to avoid the limelight..."

Xio looked at Fors with caring eyes: "Fors, thank you for thinking about me...but do you remember what my potion is called?"

"Uh... Sheriff..."

"That's right." Xio patted Fors' shoulder and said to her kindly, "When Backlund is in danger, it's time for us to take action. Now you can tell me the intelligence on this dangerous person."

"If the source is reliable, I will report it to MI5 immediately so that this problem can be solved at the root."

Hearing this, Fors shook his head frantically: "No, no, this is just... a piece of news! It's probably a rumor, someone mentioned it casually at the party. I don't even know what that person looks like, how can I verify the source and authenticity?" Sorry! Mr. Fool!
Xio's eyes were already strange. She pondered for a while and chose to ask in a softer tone:
"Fors, have you been under too much pressure recently? You're acting very abnormal today. Maybe you really need a vacation."

The topic came back here again. Fors stood there for a while, grasping her hair in frustration, unable to figure out what was going on. Xio frowned as she looked at her roommate, who was acting strangely in every way today. She suspected that he had been hit by something, but she couldn't ask. She was about to walk past him and go back to her room when Fors grabbed her clothes.

"Xiu, in that case, I'll tell you the truth."

Fors said this in a very serious tone, and Xio straightened his back as well.

"I recently came up with a new novel idea, which is very challenging for me, so I may not go out for more than a month. I will concentrate on research at home and finish the work as soon as possible."

"Ah, so you want to go to Dipsy for vacation because you want to change the environment, and it is also related to the material for your new novel?" Xio thought so naturally. If this is the case, then it is understandable.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Fors's eyebrows were raised. As a writer, she knew the importance of leaving blank space. She only needed to give a general reason, and sometimes the person she was communicating with would automatically help her come up with a more complete excuse. With this excuse, she could lie more easily. "I want to invite you to go with me, but if you don't have a long vacation now, then I'll consider it later... I mean, I may not go out for more than a month, so I have to trouble you to buy food for me...?"

Xio was shocked. "Fors, you're going to stay indoors for a month? My God, what a determination! I will definitely help you."

After that, she was not sure again: "Have you really decided not to go out? You won't go to Lord's Cafe either? They have your favorite coffee there."

God, Xio, please stop talking, I am already feeling heartbroken...

Fors forced herself to smile indifferently. "I like to sit in that cafe for a long time, order a cup of coffee and a piece of cake, and write for the whole afternoon. You know that, and Mr. Edward knows that too! We met there several times when we were working on the script together before!"

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It didn't take Klein long to reach the royal estate, and he met his employer this time—the Third Prince, a young man wearing white trousers, high black boots, a slim shirt, and a dark riding suit.

He took off the helmet-like hat that protected his head and said to Klein with a smile:

"Nice to meet you at last, Detective Moriarty."

Seeing him, Clainton felt his eyes light up, not because of how handsome he was, but because he looked like Henry Augustus I printed on the 5-pound note. Edessaac Augustus also had a round face and a pair of narrow eyes, but he was not serious at all. Instead, he always had a smile on his face, looking young and energetic.

“I didn’t know before that it was you, Your Highness, who commissioned me.” Klein bowed.

Edsak took the whip, weighed it in his palm, and laughed, "I heard that you played an important role in the two cases of 'Serial Killer' and 'Apostle of Desire'. Talim's recommendation was indeed good. Alas, who would have thought that he, who was racing with me a few days ago, passed away like this and went to the land of storms and lightning."

Since the founding of the country, the Augustus family has always believed in the "Lord of Storms".

Without waiting for Klein to respond, he said with a gloomy expression, "The investigation into Talim's death did not go through me, Mr. Moriarty. I hope you can help me find the truth."

The conclusions given by other members of the royal family? Your two brothers? Prince, you firmly believe that there is something fishy about Talim's death. Is it because you don't want to accept the reality, or is there really a problem? If there is really a problem, others should have discovered it. There must be many extraordinary people in the royal family, and there are many who are good at psychic communication or solving puzzles... I can't bear this level of oppression right from the start... And, Your Highness, your style is really direct... Klein sighed:
"It's a pity, but I heard that Talim died of a sudden heart attack."

"Really? I hope so, but I still have some doubts about my friend's sudden departure. Oh, I heard that among his frequent friends there is an excellent doctor, not to mention that Talim is also an equestrian coach. If he has heart problems, how could he possibly withstand strenuous exercise at work? And the perfunctory investigation results of others have deepened my doubts." Prince Edessak laughed at himself.

In other words, you didn't find any substantial evidence and could only rely on speculation and specious inferences. The royal family gave you the results of the investigation, but you didn't believe it... You are so stubborn, but maybe Talim would be happy to have such a stubborn friend like you, right?
Klein felt sad, but could only smile bitterly in response: "Your Highness, you should know my principles. I want to live another fifty years."

"Isn't Talim your friend?" Prince Edessak asked immediately.

Klein was wondering how to answer when a maid suddenly came from the main house, quickly approached the prince, and spoke a few words in a low voice.

Edsak's face suddenly turned stern:
"Tell her she can't go out!"

After he finished speaking, he took two steps, his serious expression softened, and his blue eyes became a little softer and more helpless:
"But I allow her to leave her room and walk around the manor as she pleases."

The scene before him immediately reminded Klein of the romance story Talim Dumont had told him:
He had a friend of noble status who fell in love with a commoner girl and insisted on marrying her. This was absolutely not allowed in the top aristocratic circle. Talim was very troubled by this and almost hired someone to kill her, but in the end he persuaded the girl to leave his friend on her own initiative.

Could it be that the protagonist of this story is Edessac Augustus? All the circumstances are consistent. As a prince, marrying a commoner is simply a heresy in this era. Since the founding of Loen, the spouses of the direct members of the Augustus family are and can only be noble women... From what he just said, Edessac brought that commoner back? Moreover, he punished her with house arrest? True love... In just a moment, a story of a domineering prince and a poor little white flower took shape in Klein's mind.

He let his eyes go, admiring the midwinter scenery ahead.

"This is not what it really looks like now. Wait until spring, when the green grass sprouts, and you will see a golf course of the highest standards." Prince Edessak sent the maid away, raised his whip, and pointed around.

"Golf?" The man's name suddenly appeared in Klein's mind.

"Yes, golf. This is a sport that truly belongs to the nobility. Most magazine and newspaper owners rarely have the opportunity to participate."

“Although I don’t like Roselle, I have to admit that his fantastic ideas have given us an interesting enough world. If you can figure out Talim’s death, this place will be open to you at any time.”

It was indeed Roselle... Klein exhaled softly.

Seeing that he did not respond, Prince Edessak continued to sigh:

"Roselle is worth learning from in every aspect, but his attitude towards feelings disgusts me. Of course, this is the commonality and style of most Intis nobles, and it is also the root cause of their obsession with luxury and decadent lifestyle."

Edsak looked at the slow-flowing stream ahead and said in a mature tone beyond his years:
“Ninety-nine percent of people are not as talented as Russell. If you want to succeed and build a great career, you must figure out what you really want, what price you are willing to pay for it, and keep going without looking back.”

Klein cleared his throat and changed the subject: "Your Highness, with your status and position, you will definitely not lack subordinates. There are many people willing to investigate Talim's death for you. Why do you have to find me?"

Edessak shook his head and laughed softly, "As a prince, the more power you have, the less freedom you have. There are many things that I cannot let the people around me do. Too many eyes are on me."

"You are a capable and intelligent detective with a firm stance of your own, and you have a good relationship with Talim. I don't think there is anyone more suitable than you."

"Don't worry, if there is any problem, I can definitely guarantee your safety."

This kind of promise is like toilet paper in the bathroom... Klein couldn't help but mutter inwardly.

Prince Edessak had already said this. He felt that if he refused again, he would probably be unable to leave the Red Rose Manor. He could only sigh and say:
"In fact, I am as sad as you are about Talim's death, but the reality makes me stay calm."

Edsak smiled and said:

"How can I help you?"

“Choose one of Talim’s hair or flesh, plus his belongings.” Klein made the request.

"Okay, I'll have someone deliver these things to your home later." Edsak agreed immediately, and then asked curiously, "Is that all?"

Klein was not polite:
"Once I have some preliminary directions, I will know what kind of help I need. Your Highness, you'd better give me a contact method. A private detective always coming to this manor will definitely arouse suspicion."

Edsak nodded and said as if he had been prepared:

"I will have someone secretly rent the house next to yours, which is the shop at 8 Second Avenue next to your new residence in Hillston District. When you need to contact someone, just tell the owner of the grocery store that you want a shopping list for home delivery, write down your information and needs on it, and then give it to him. As for the reward, you should know that I am not a stingy person. Even if there is no result in the end, as long as you have made a contribution and taken risks, you will have corresponding income. If you do find out the truth, I will give you a reward that is enough to support you in your old age."

This prince is very decisive... For retirement, that would cost at least 3000 pounds... Klein sighed secretly.

"Well, may Talim's spirit rest in peace in the land of storms and lightning." He bowed.

TBC
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Due to the information gap, Pales knew that the best way to deal with Lao Ai's face blindness was to know nothing, but Klein didn't know.

(End of this chapter)