Garen walked into the room gently, faintly, he felt a little uncomfortable, and the air was a little oppressive.
"This room is too quiet."
He couldn't hear the slightest sound in his ears. The sound insulation effect of the windows seemed to be particularly good, and the birds and wind outside couldn't come in. The whole room was depressingly quiet. It's as if there were people resting here a moment ago, and there is no one here in a moment.
Garen walked slowly to the big box at the end of the bed, and suddenly felt a little curious about the big box of Mercury in the tower.
"Didn't it mean that kerosene is not enough? Are you still lighting the lamp in broad daylight?"
He reached out to pick up the kerosene lamp.
squeak
There was a sudden sound from the door behind him, and Garen was startled. He turned his head abruptly, and saw that the door had closed by itself, and at some point it had locked itself.
He stepped over a few steps and twisted the doorknob, but there was only a click sound, and it couldn't be opened at all. In the corridor outside the door, the sound of someone running away was faintly heard.
Garen's face darkened.
"It's really weird here." Suddenly he recalled the document Tali Shuiyin had shown him, and at the end of the document was the key analysis that the detective himself had commented on.
'In the mystery of the deaths of the three owners of Silver Yarn Castle, the victims all have one thing in common. That is, they all wear a bronze cross handed down from their ancestors. '
'This medal was once said to be a second-class military medal awarded for military merit during the war years, but in fact, according to my research, the owner of the castle had already received this medal as early as two hundred years ago, so it is absolutely impossible to be Later wars were issued to get things. '
Thinking of this, Garen quickly pulled out a black thread from his neck. A purple medal with a letter P in the center hung on the thread. It was the bronze cross he carried with him.
At this time, the color of the medal actually looked a little delicate, as if it had just been plated, and it didn't feel old and shabby at all.
"It's really the problem!" Gallon looked gloomy, scanned the entire bedroom, tore off the medal, put it directly on the lid of the box, and then rushed to the window in a few steps.
Crash!
He smashed the window with his fist.
suddenly.
The whole bedroom seemed to break free from a silent movie in an instant, as if the silence was suddenly turned on, and it suddenly came alive.
Garen felt a weird feeling of dread in his heart, as if some danger was approaching rapidly, and he subconsciously didn't want to leave from the door.
He stood at the window and looked down. This is the second floor, more than ten meters away from the lawn on the ground.
"I have to find a bed sheet as a rope, the height is a bit high!"
Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt someone pushing him hard from behind. The strength is so great that it is even stronger than the current him!
Involuntarily, Garen was pushed out of the window.
"Who!!" He yelled, his mind was blank, and his whole body was tense to the extreme.
whee
There was a faint laugh from behind.
boom!
Garen flung himself on the lawn with his arms propped up. Fortunately, his physical fitness was too good and his strength was too strong. The arms were dislocated just because of the wrong posture of exerting force.
He quickly turned over and looked back at the bedroom on the second floor. The curtains there were fluttering in the wind, and there was no one at all. Looking at the gate of the castle again, the gate was locked tightly, and the gate that was clearly half open just now was locked behind it at some point.
Garen endured the pain of dislocating his arm, took a deep look at the castle, and quickly turned around and ran away.
After leaving the castle fence, Garen didn't stop at all, and returned to the original road along the mountain trail, and ran quickly to Kenu Town.
"I was pushed down the stairs just now. If I were an ordinary person, I would definitely be thrown to my death. In that posture, with my head down, my neck would be broken. If it wasn't for me who specializes in martial arts, I would have just hit it like that. If you don't die, you will be disabled!" Garen still has lingering fears, but fortunately he didn't go to the room on the third floor to check, if he falls from the third floor
Recalling the first three periods of the master of the castle, there was an incident in the records about a servant falling from the window while cleaning the room. And not just together.
"I used to think it was an accident and there was something wrong with the design of the castle. Now, it looks like I was pushed down just like I was just now!" Garen was sure, because the way the servants fell to their deaths was head first, Exactly the same as being pushed down.
The dislocation of the arm was getting more and more painful. Gallon rolled up his sleeves and looked at it. There was already a big red swelling.
"I have to go to the town to find someone to set the bone!" He quickened his pace.
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Snapped!
"Hiss!!" Garen's upper body was naked, and his left arm was swollen like a red steamed bun. At this time, he was sitting in the doorway where he had tea with Tali Shuiyin before.
A doctor in a gray suit was sitting on the side, grabbing his left arm and slapping him hard with one hand.
Garen gasped suddenly, sweating from the pain. However, there was also a crisp sound from the bone.
"Okay, take your seat!"
"Thank you, Dr. Essie." Garen nodded, and with his right arm, he endured the pain and took out a stack of banknotes and placed them on the table. "This is the consultation fee."
"Okay." Dr. Essie is a veteran folk doctor who often sees everyone in the town. Apart from having no formal medical qualifications, the bone setting technique is very authentic. After all, in this small town, the main injuries are such similar minor diseases.
As soon as Garen returned to the town, he immediately spent money to ask the townspeople to call Dr. Essie over, and finally solved the problem of dislocating his arms.
"I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and you can rub a little on the wound every day according to the ratio above, and you will recover soon." Dr. Essie put away the consultation fee and said with a smile, "It's rare to meet a big client. I'll take it for a thousand dollars."
"You deserve it. After all, I woke you up while you were taking a nap. The extra money should be considered hard work." Garen nodded nonchalantly. "Then I will trouble you."
"No trouble, no trouble." Essie found a milky white glass vial from the small white medicine box that he carried, looked at the label on it, and put the vial on the table.
"Just apply this ointment every day, remember not to use too much force, and the rest will be fine. Then I'll go first."
Garen nodded.
"Thank you."
Kan and Essie left with the medicine box on their backs, followed a path and disappeared into the bushes a few times.
Garen sat at the table, gently picked up the wooden cup and drank the coffee in it in one gulp.
"Boss, have another drink!" He turned his head and shouted into the small building.
"Okay!" A fat, black-bearded middle-aged man came out, carrying a glass coffee pot, and carefully refilled Garen with a cup of coffee.
At this time, two strong farmers with hoes came in and sat down at a table in the doorway.
"Two beers!"
The boss hurried into the house and brought out the beer.
Garen sat on the seat, feeling the steady stream of cold breath from the black jade plate he just got, and it seemed that the pain in his arm was gradually relieved for a while.
When he was practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall, he practiced against his senior brothers and sisters every day, and often dislocated his arm, so it would not be hard work to be able to bear it at that time, and it would not affect his normal activities too much.
Sitting in the small restaurant in the town at this time, he had the energy to rethink the movements of Mercury in the tower.
"Leaving aside the weirdness of the castle, someone like Tari Shuiyin would actually put aside the case and live in a small castle in the countryside for such a long time. No matter how you think about it, it's not normal." Gallon took a sip of coffee.
"But from another perspective, the person with the golden ring appears near the castle, and the person who assumes it is the target of the person with the golden ring is the Silver Yarn Castle? What if the mercury in the tower is not going to the castle, but to the golden ring , then it all makes sense.”
"Golden Ring's target is Silver Yarn Castle, and Mercury in the Tower is tracking down because of the case. Just at this time, I leaned over, as a person with unknown origin, and finally asked me to face off with the people from Golden Ring, just to test me. It's not an undercover agent sent by Jinhuan. There should be more content in it, but the main situation should be correct."
"So, where is the quicksilver in the tower now?" Gallon subconsciously wanted to rub the center of his brows, but he couldn't raise his arm, and there was a burst of pain, which made him laugh bitterly.
As the afternoon approached, the sun turned red, and the business in the doorway became better and more crowded. The boss had no choice but to bring out a few more tables and chairs. The entire doorway was noisy, full of farmers and townspeople yelling and drinking and eating.
Garen moved his seat and sat in the corner alone. Unlike the noisy behavior of the others, he sat alone in a chair and drank coffee quietly.
"Boss, please ask me something." When the boss passed by him, Garen quickly stopped him.
"What's the matter? Guest." The fat boss stopped quickly, but he remembered that Mr. Kelly drank tea here with the gentleman with extraordinary temperament. Guests with this kind of temperament are not comparable to ordinary townspeople. So the attitude is also cautious.
"I want to ask, is the gentleman who drank tea with me yesterday back in town?" Garen asked in a low voice. He was just asking casually. With Tari Mercury's detective experience, if he really wanted to hide, it would be impossible for such a small boss to find out.
"I'm back, I'm back! I drank tea at my place today." The fat boss quickly replied.
Unexpectedly, the boss reacted immediately and answered in the affirmative.
"Back?" Garen was taken aback, "Did he say anything?"
"I don't have this one. I just ordered the same black tea as the one you drank yesterday. The seat where you sit is also where you sat together." The boss hurriedly replied.
"Is that so?" Garen nodded thoughtfully. Obviously, this is the whereabouts that Tali Shuiyin intentionally left for him. But now he is not going to look for him again.
"It seems that it is a bit of a disadvantage to be mixed up with this big detective for no reason. You still have to separate. If what Tari said is true, he is also chasing the doomed antiques and the secrets contained in them. Then I can also It happened to follow his path. Anyway, it is difficult to find doom antiques according to the normal path."
"If my guess is true, and the Golden Ring seems to be looking for something in this area, it just so happens that the two of them can help find the antiques of doom, and I will just find an opportunity to contact and exchange them from both of them."
Garen initially drew up the arrangement for the future. Although this time was dangerous, it also gave him a taste of the sweetness. Got a black jade plate in hand. Although he lost a copper cross medal, it is naturally more precious than the black jade plate that has not been absorbed yet.
(end of this chapter)