Because Miss Gold's hometown is a coastal town in the eastern part of the old continent, it is too far away from Tobesk. In order to let the client receive the letter as soon as possible, Shade finished writing the letter and immediately took Mia to the Tobesk post office.
The reason why he didn't throw it into the mailbox at the entrance of Saint Teresa's Square was because he wanted to go to the post office to order some magazines. Having gotten rid of the embarrassment of not having enough money when he first came to this world, Shad also wanted to improve his quality of life.
Because there was nothing to do today, after sending the letter, Shad took Mia to the Dawn Church and listened to Bishop Owen's sermon with Priest Augustus.
I had lunch at the church before going home. I had been planning to use Father Augustus's potion workshop in the afternoon to prepare the potion that could change hair color introduced in the second-year course. However, I didn't expect to see Iluna standing in front of the door as soon as I walked to St. Teresa's Square.
She wore a brown coat over her white blouse with ruffled cuffs, a simple black skirt, and her usual pair of black leather shoes.
"Did something happen?"
Xia De hurried over. Iluna shook her head and waved the brown paper document bag in her hand at Xia De:
"Detective, do you mind if I take up an afternoon of your time to complete a commission together?"
the seventeen-year-old girl asked.
"What commission?"
Shad asked as he took out his key and opened the door. They both walked in. Mia happily jumped off Shad's shoulders and jumped up the stairs.
"Looking for a missing body."
Blackstone Security Company always receives strange missions from the church. In addition to the missions from the church, the missions entrusted by ordinary citizens are always full of strange contents.
On the Tuesday after Darkness's death, Iluna, who had temporarily escaped from the subsequent events, finally submitted her entire report on "The God Summoner and Feliana" and completed the search mission for the area where the Dark Realm had descended.
On her first day back at her workplace, Blackstone Security Company, the captain assigned her a case.
"I see you've been busy lately. Since you just got back, you can handle this matter yourself first. The deadline is two days. After you're done, you can use the rest of your time as you wish."
In other words, this is equivalent to giving Iluna a holiday. This commission has been proven to have nothing to do with mystery, and Iluna can complete it after a brief investigation.
"Looking for a body?"
Xia De nodded in surprise:
"Of course I can help, but are you sure this matter has nothing to do with the mystery?"
"Our team has investigated and it is absolutely unrelated."
"Okay, but I need to look at the information first. Speaking of which, why don't you let the police at Redwich Field handle this kind of thing? In Delarion, stealing corpses is a felony."
"It's because the police can't find it that they entrust it to a private security company like us to handle it."
In this era, it is not only the ring warlocks who steal bodies. Mad scientists, doctors who need experimental materials, eccentrics with special fetishes, or ordinary people who explore the occult will entrust body snatchers or commit such crimes themselves.
This kind of thing can even be said to be very common, so the cremation of corpses, which was not very popular before, has become popular in recent decades. For example, Sparrow Hamilton's body was cremated, and there was absolutely no worry that someone would open the coffin for an autopsy.
The client who was looking for the body was Mr. Hank Fennell, who lived in the west of the city, and the body he was looking for was his wife, Peggy Fennell. Mr. Fennell worked at the Golden Gear Steam Engine Manufacturing Factory and was a famous mechanical engineer in the west of the city.
Half a month ago, his wife died of illness and was buried in Tomb No. 3 of Tobysk Public Cemetery. A week ago, nine days after the poor woman was buried, Tomb No. 3 encountered grave robbers and three bodies were dug up and stolen from the grave.
The police at Redwich Field immediately launched an investigation, but there was no news. Mr. Fennell therefore found Blackstone Security Company through a friend's introduction, hoping to find the trace of his wife's body.
Blackstone Security confirmed that this incident had nothing to do with the ring wizards because local ring wizards would never use local stolen bodies as materials. As for the ring wizards from other places, they were being closely monitored and investigated by the Orthodox Church because of the Darkness incident. So far, no one was found to have bought the three bodies from local tomb robbers, so they determined that this was a tomb robbery committed by ordinary people.
"It looks fine. But I want to make sure, are you sure that this is not a crime committed by Mr. Fennell himself?"
Shad asked as he sat on the sofa and flipped through the documents. In his hand was the file that Iluna had obtained directly from the Redwich Field.
Maybe this idea might be a bit dark, but Xia De still wants to rule out one possibility first.
"At least the case files we got from the Redwich Field didn't mention anything abnormal about the client. And if it was really him, wouldn't he be happier if the police couldn't find any clues? Why would he entrust us with the task?"
Iluna said, and then asked curiously to Mia who was reluctant:
"When you receive a commission, do you always suspect your client first? I thought detectives always investigated cases without any subjective opinions."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Hamilton's Detective Stories, Serialized in the Steambird Daily."
Iluna said with a smile, and teased Shade again:
"I heard from Luvia that the author is your friend? Oh, detective, you must show your detective skills well this time."
After Xia Deli understood the materials, he set out with Iluna and first went to the public cemetery in the east of the city to conduct on-site investigation and inquiries.
Xia De had been to the No. 3 cemetery where the crime took place two months ago and witnessed the resolution of a family feud half a century ago, and even played a game of Rhodes with a ghost. He returned to this place two months later, and did not expect that it was still related to the commission.
The arrival of autumn has brought the temperature down to the point where you need to put on more clothes before going out. Today the city is still foggy, even in the cemetery in the eastern suburbs.
After getting off the carriage, the two walked along the gravel path towards the iron gate at the entrance of the cemetery. Shad was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He planned to go see Detective Sparrow who was buried there first, and tell the detective that the fifth day of the harvest moon was coming, which was also an explanation to Sparrow Hamilton.
The seventeen-year-old girl looked at the cemetery getting closer and closer, and moved closer to Xia De unnoticed, and whispered:
"I'm not a timid person, but I always dislike coming to the cemetery."
"Why?"
Shade was curious about this. Iluna was assigned to this diocese after she finished her studies at the Vatican in the first half of this year. She should have no dead friends in the Tobesk Public Cemetery.
“I hate death. No, I’m not afraid of death, but I hate the sadness that death brings.”
She whispered to Xia De, and the two of them walked through the entrance to the cemetery, through the iron gate decorated with iron thorns on both sides and entered the cemetery. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the temperature inside the cemetery is slightly lower than outside.
"This is normal. Being affected by the sadness of strangers shows that you are a person who can easily empathize with others."
Shade commented.
Hearing that Shade wanted to see Sparrow Hamilton, Iluna was also happy to go with him. So the two chatted while entering the No. 2 cemetery. After placing the bunch of white daisies in front of the tombstone embedded in the ground, Shade sighed and thought about when he first came to this world.
Passing through the fence gate between the two cemeteries and looking up at the lingering mist, it is easy to see the small white church standing in the center of the cemetery:
"Iluna, the gravekeeper's hut is next to the church. If we are lucky, we might be able to find the gravekeeper chatting with the priest. But what identity should we use to inquire about the situation?"
"Don't forget, I am Iluna Beas, the nominal female police officer of Redwich Field."
Iluna reminded him, and took out her ID from her bag:
"See, wasn't that the identity I used when I first visited St. Teresa's Square?"
On Tuesday afternoon, the priest was taking a nap in the church, but at the church door, the two met an old gravekeeper who was carrying a toolbox, humming a tune, and preparing to trim the trees in the cemetery with his apprentice.
The old gravekeeper was wearing a one-piece overalls. When he saw the two people coming in the fog, he stopped hesitantly. After Iluna took out her ID and explained her purpose, the old gravekeeper looked at Iluna's too young face with suspicion, but still slowly offered help:
"We don't have any clues here. I was the one who discovered that the body had been stolen. I had encountered similar things before, so I immediately asked someone to notify the police. No one heard any unusual noises the night before, and we didn't find any tracks of vehicles moving the body. There were indeed unusual footprints, but we couldn't track them. If you want to find clues, you can go to the dug grave and take a look."
"A week has passed. Hasn't the tomb been refilled?"
Shade asked. The old gravekeeper nodded and glanced at Shade, as if he recognized the detective who had visited in midsummer.
"After the body was found, it had to be reburied, so it was not reburied. It was a recently opened grave, and there were no other burials nearby, so there was no need to worry about other people protesting."
"OK."
Iluna wrote down these things in a small notebook, and then asked:
“Do tomb robberies happen frequently in this park?”
"Of course not. This is the third case this year. Do you think I'm a freeloader?"
The old gravekeeper said this rather unhappily. Iluna also knew that she had said the wrong thing and smiled embarrassedly.