Now that Turin was mentioned, Jenkins naturally thought of Mr. Corpse.
"The last time I sent a letter to Mr. Black Cat in Turin, I asked him to carefully investigate a manor belonging to Mr. Corpse under the premise of his ability..."
The manor had been acquired by Mr. Corpse at a party, and Jenkins had taken note of the address. He was originally afraid that entrusting Mr. Black Cat to investigate would implicate him, but then he felt that it was impossible for Mr. Corpse to visit Turin in person, and Mr. Black Cat was cautious and powerful enough, so he mentioned it in his heart.
"Perhaps Miss Stillwell can also be entrusted to Mr. Black Cat, after all, the place where that senior appeared last should be Turin... But is it too embarrassing for Mr. Black Cat to entrust so many dangerous things to Mr. Black Cat? ? I don’t have many friends…”
He tossed and turned in his heart, but his expression didn't change much. But even if she was curious about the matter of her father's apprentice, Miss Capet couldn't provide any more information.
Miss Capet suggested that Jenkins should ask other people in the Church of the Sages. It is impossible that the only person who knows is Dad.
But Jenkins regretfully told her that everyone in the church who might know the inside story was unwilling to tell Jenkins about the past without his father's permission.
Even the insiders among the heretics, such as Miss Audrey, are unwilling to tell what they know.
Miss Capet left with regret. The moment she turned around, Jenkins felt the strange familiarity again. Jenkins swears that he has definitely seen a similar back more than once, but no matter how he searches his memory, he can't find any relevant clues.
"The women I know are very limited, so this sense of familiarity, could it be from the memory corner of the original owner?"
He immediately thought of a very vulgar possibility. Maybe Miss Capet came to Nolan when she was a child and met Jenkins little. But this is just a wrong guess. The original owner Jenkins has a good memory. During the time when Miss Capet came to Nolan, he had never met any strange beautiful or not beautiful little girls.
Miss Capet was seriously injured in the mirror world. Although her body was fine, her mental damage was very serious. Before she left, she told Jenkins that she would stay in Nolan for about two months, recover from her injuries and return to the Holy See of the [Church of Everything and Nature].
During this time she would reside at the hotel in the city center, and if Jenkins had any new discoveries about Miss Stillwell, he could write or go there in person to find her.
Miss Capet left in the night, leaving Mr. Writer and his cat to continue watching the store. Jenkins opened the detective novel that was upside down on the counter table, but he couldn't read any more. He was still thinking about his father and his former apprentices.
It was already past eight o'clock, and the night had completely fallen, but there were no people under the street lights outside. Occasionally, you can see poorly dressed workers or middle-aged men who go out to have fun. Nolan's nightlife is very colorful.
Jenkins doesn't like the nightlife, and unless he's out walking the cats, he generally stays home at night. Chocolate occasionally sneaks out at night, but returns home soon, presumably for a random walk around the house.
After Miss Capet left, the antique shop fell into silence again. Jenkins thought about the apprentice for a while, then lost himself in the novel again.
Chocolat originally expected Jenkins to play with it for a while, but after waiting for a long time, the man did not reach out, so he lied on the end of the counter away from Jenkins in a fit of anger.
It shrunk into a hairball and stared at Jenkins who was reading a book. Jenkins noticed the sight of the cat and saw it lying there pitifully, so he stretched out his right hand and drew some cut fruits and put them in front of it.
With a soft bang, the fruit slices landed on the small plate in front of the cat. But Chocolate just stood up and poked his head out to sniff the fruits, still feeling left out.
Suddenly a hand stretched out and carried the chocolate to the book. One hand was pressing on the book to turn the pages, and the other hand was gently stroking the cat's head.
Chocolat finally showed a satisfied expression, lying there quietly, squinting his eyes as if falling asleep.
But soon someone came to the antique shop again, and they were still acquaintances. When the bell in front of the door rang, Jenkins subconsciously said "Welcome to Papa's Antique Store", and then saw that the person entering the door was his neighbor, Mrs. Mistalla Frant.
She also had a surprised expression on her face, and she kept pushing the door open, wondering whether she should come in or not. This woman never expected to meet Jenkins here. In her opinion, her young neighbor is a promising young man blessed by the Orthodox Church. The possibility of appearing in the girls' boudoir at this time is more likely than in an antique shop. Reading is more likely.
"Welcome to Papa's Antique Store, may I help you?"
Seeing that the middle-aged woman was still hesitating, Jenkins gave another speech of welcome. He put the book upside down on the counter again, and explained softly:
"Hello, Mrs. Frant. That's right, I work here. This is the test given to me by the church. They say that before accepting important tasks, you must go deep into the grassroots... Cough cough, I mean, you must understand ordinary believers life. The owner of the store is Oliver’s father, and he has gone out to do business. I am an apprentice here and can handle some business. Is there anything I can do to help you?”
After hearing such an explanation, Mrs. Flatter felt relieved and entered the antique shop. She was dressed as if she had traveled far away, as if she had just returned from outside the city.
Jenkins noticed that the soles of her shoes were muddy and wet, leaving some footprints in front of the door. But it didn't rain in the urban area today, and the accumulated water from the previous few days had already evaporated, so the possibility of the woman returning from outside the city was greatly increased.
"I want to sell some jewelry, and my money is a little tight recently."
This should be true, she even sold the house in the city center and moved to St. George Street for Shire's strange situation.
Mrs. Frant brought her jewelry box, which contained three gold rings, a gemstone earring, and a necklace with rusty chains.
Jenkins checked briefly to confirm the number of items, and then used a magnifying glass to examine the gems and metals according to the method taught by Dad.
In fact, Jenkins is not afraid that she will sell fake products, after all, he knows both the real identity and false identity of this woman.
Preliminary inspections revealed that the gemstones and gold were genuine, but whether they were antiques required further confirmation. Jenkins valued the box at 23 pounds 7 shillings, but Mrs. Frante was obviously not satisfied with this price.