The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 960 Ch.959 Passionate Lover

"…gentlemen."

"I stand by my words. I stand by them no matter who is on the other side of the debate. Miss Florence, this is not your fault. You could have stayed out of it, found a way out of the 'incompleteness', lived in anonymity for a while, and resumed your nursing career somewhere else - as if nothing had happened."

"I'm not speaking nonsense, miss. That's what many 'misses' and 'gentlemen' do: run away."

"Gold corrupted their noble blood, the tough souls of their ancestors, and their unyielding flesh and blood."

"…but."

"But you didn't."

Kingsley's words were like an ice man gradually emerging from the snow.

Wrapped in a felt blanket and wearing animal-skin boots, he trod out a winding path with one step deep and one step shallow, passing through the flying snow and the whistling suffocating wind, and came to the hypothermic, almost unconscious traveler.

He did not sound the death knell of determination, but instead brought the scorching sun that scorched the mountain shadows.

"You shouldn't be sad about this, but proud of it."

“Stand up straight and look them in the eye.”

“If you are really determined to pursue your ideal, you only need to focus on your unreachable flag - what color is your flag?”

Kingsley took out a handkerchief and handed it to the crying girl.

"…It's red now, sir. Life and death are much heavier than I thought… much… much…"

She sobbed a few times, but she knew that now was not a good time to talk.

Gently pushing Kingsley's shoulder, he sent him to the gap in the wall.

"I will find the answer as soon as possible. But..."

She hesitated.

"Mrs. Amelia is well-received in the circle. The orphanage often displays those newspapers. Sir, if, I mean if. If we have 'evidence', how can we expose them, without missing any, and let those who deserve to be punished... receive the 'due' punishment?"

Florence comes from a good family and has some vision that most people don't have.

She knew it would not be hard to punish the caregivers: Hans, even Ms. Pattins.

But Lady Amelia was different.

Too many people praised her act of kindness in the newspapers.

Once the case is exposed, I am afraid that these people will speak for Amelia for the sake of their own reputation to show their "vision" - they did not make a mistake in judging her and they are not fools.

and so.

No matter how hard she and Kingsley and Mr. Kingsley's golden-eyed friend tried, and how much risk they took, the end result was that the caregivers were sentenced to imprisonment - five years, or ten years.

If Mr. Kingsley had some background, the verdict might have been a few points higher.

fifteen years?
Florence thought the worst that could happen was hanging.

These people will die in Amelia's place.

The real instigator only needs to spend a few years to dust himself off and change business.

“I think they don’t have that chance anymore.”

Florence looked at the man who spoke in the shadows in surprise - she had not paid attention to the other person, probably because she was as stupid and ignorant as the general public and "judged people by their faces".

This makes sense.

Florence thought.

Oh my God.

You gave him an amazing and extraordinary appearance, do you also want to give him more talents that other creatures desire?

God said calmly: They are all his.

Florence realized she had made a big mistake.

She thought that in the 'Late Night Wandering' duo, this cold-faced Mr. Diamond Face was the 'leader' - now it seems that this is not the case.

She is stupid enough.

She had offended a gentleman who could have helped. Florence searched her head for words to apologize, but the black-haired young man in front of her patted Kingsley's shoulder and winked.

'You are quite eloquent, Mr. Love.'

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Roland did not explain in detail to Kingsley and Florence why the monsters in the orphanage "didn't have this opportunity".

He only asked whether the orphanage had the church's exorcism cross and whether holy water was purchased frequently.

Coincidentally, Florence's 'boss', the lame Mrs. Pattinson, often sent her to take over from the cargo workers who delivered water every week: she called it training.

"There are quite a few."

With only a little thought Florence could recall at least ten rooms where the Holy Cross was hung.

on the wall.

There is also the pale golden liquid in those wide-mouthed silver cups that needs to be changed every week.

——These "pious acts" actually made Florence think that Lady Amelia was just deceived and deceived by the nurses...

It's ridiculous.

"very good."

Roland nodded.

"Then your task is simple, Florence, brave girl, and a good assistant to the detective."

Wait a minute.

What... what detective's good assistant?
"It's obvious."

Roland pointed to the left.

Florence couldn't believe it: "Detective? You are a detective?"

In the books she had read - by the way, I have to emphasize here: regarding the "thing" of "detective", there are usually two types of people with diametrically opposed attitudes - not the poor and the wealthy, but the "rich girls" and the "others".

Where on earth can these girls, stuck at home and with their social life limited to balls, art exhibitions, musicals and safaris, find more interesting adventures?
Book.

The text has been beautified.

These gentlemen wrapped in tattered windbreakers, climbing up and down, eavesdropping stealthily, or crossing half the city to find a pet dog for a few shillings, are often described in books as "brave", "cold", "wise", and "handsome" - especially having an extraordinary background and noble blood that is despised by others.

Writers praise their romantic alter egos with words, and then use the royalties from these best-selling books to hire detectives to keep an eye on their bottomless mistresses, fearing that they will change guns when they take a nap.

and so.

Writers should know what most 'detectives' are.

Rude.

Uneducated.

Obscene.

He is foul-mouthed and profit-driven.

A bunch of lowly people who are worse than the merchants - at least the merchants have money and daughters with dowries.

These girls who have been 'blinded' by books (their parents usually use the word 'deceived') yearn to be "detectives" and also yearn for an adventurous career full of danger and romance - in addition, there are also stories about sailors, hunters in the deep woods and 'princes' in the slums - stories about handsome young men with miserable pasts who move towards brilliance step by step with difficulty.

This is a rich girl's dessert.

But most of them are still sober enough to know that there is a big gap between the story and reality.

Anyone who really dares to do this will, in addition to a bad reputation, only end up with a child whose father cannot be found (of course, there are also those who are "prepared" in advance and just want the "feeling". This requires more careful selection, so as not to spend half a month talking about love, but end up with only a stingy two minutes. This is completely disproportionate in terms of benefits and efforts. Girls are not stupid).

Florence is also clearly a victim of the detective story.

Ever since Roland revealed Kingsley's identity, the girl has looked at him with the piety and expectation of a believer looking up to the Holy Cross.

(End of this chapter)