Seeing that Xia De really didn't ask about the will again, the maid breathed a sigh of relief:
"I have been working here for more than ten years and I know what is going on on this street very well."
"Does Miss Black appear here often?"
"No, she just comes here every summer for vacation. I don't know what she does specifically, but she is very rich. Sometimes she talks with Mr. Pasoro about antiques, so she is familiar with us. She is really a knowledgeable lady."
"Um?"
Shad raised an eyebrow. Detective Sparrow's records clearly stated that Miss White and Miss Black were both residents of Tobesk.
"And do you know her sister, Miss White?"
"Yes, I know, but I only know this lady. In the first one or two years when I started working here, Miss White would take Miss Black, who was only eight or nine years old at the time..."
"etc!"
Xia De interrupted her with some surprise:
"You mean Miss Black and Miss White are not the same age?"
Detective Sparrow's records clearly stated that the two were twin sisters.
"Yes."
The maid was surprised at Shad's surprise, and Tifa looked at him curiously.
"Miss Black was about ten years older than Miss White. She was also a very wealthy and knowledgeable lady. She often came here for vacation in the summer, but that was many years ago. When Miss White passed away, it was..."
The maid frowned slightly, recalling the past:
"This year is 1853. Yes, last year was exactly the tenth year. Miss White passed away in the autumn of 1842. I remember very clearly that the house was installing new gas lamps that year. My husband and I learned about this when we wrote to Midhill Castle in the spring of the following year to greet Miss White. My husband was very sad at the time... But now I think about it, Miss Black, whom I met this summer, looks very similar to Miss White back then. But Miss Black likes to wear black skirts, while Miss White likes to wear white skirts."
Shade was even more surprised. There was no need for Detective Sparrow to lie in his account of this incident. So who exactly was the "Miss White" that Mr. Sparrow had met? This was a big question:
"Writing a letter of greeting to Midhill Castle... I didn't expect that among the four commissions left by Detective Sparrow, only Mia Cat's was a normal commission."
Shad wanted to know more about Miss Black and the deceased Miss White, but the maid shook her head slightly. After all, she was just a maid, so she could not provide more information.
Shade nodded slowly, and Tifa beside him asked softly:
"Are White and Black first or last names? I noticed that you keep using these two names."
She also thought it was odd that the two sisters had different last names, so she assumed it was a first name.
"It's a surname."
Xia De said, recalling the contents of the letter of authorization:
"The missing Miss Black we need to find, her full name is Helen Black."
Detective Sparrow wanted to find someone, so of course he needed to know the full name. However, the client's name was not mentioned in the letter of attorney. Even the signed contract only had the seal of the surname "White" but no name.
"But, Helen?"
This name is very ordinary, and it can even be said to be very common in this era, but Xia De's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The two ladies in front of him saw the surprised expression on his face. Xia De hesitated for a moment:
"Excuse me, what was the full name of Miss White who passed away eleven years ago?"
"I know this. I delivered a letter to her more than ten years ago. Her full name is..."
The maid frowned as she recalled, and Xia De asked in disbelief:
"It can't be Grace? Grace White."
"Oh, yes, it's been so long I almost forgot the name."
The maid nodded immediately.
Shad looked at Tifa in disbelief. Tifa was puzzled but did not ask him what he thought. Shad looked out the window again, at the misty Tobesk. For a moment, he could not even tell the present time.
This is a sign of loss of control.
"She" whispered softly in his ear, and somehow, Xia De recalled the scene at the door of death, when her arms were around his neck:
"Aren't you the one who knows best whether I'm out of control?"
Xia De asked in his heart.
"These are indeed their names, and they also said that they would abandon their original surnames to show their determination to separate from the family. Could my clients be... them?"
Isn't everything now just speculation
"Yes."
Xia De nodded:
"I originally thought that the fourth time key would finally not connect the 'present' and the 'past', but I didn't expect that this situation would still occur... But how is this possible? How could they... Didn't God say in person that they were all dead?"
Outsider, since you consider yourself an audience, then there must be a reason why Tree Father allows you, an "audience", to witness the stories of the past.
"So every key must be related to the present?"
Unable to answer.
"Yes."
Xia De pursed his lips, his suspicious expression disappeared, and his smile reappeared:
"That's good. There will indeed be a sequel to the cocktail party. I still have the opportunity to learn about their stories. It's really good. Yes, it's very good. As a foreigner, haven't I been witnessing various stories? And this story is going to be more and more interesting."
After the payment was made, with the help of the bespectacled Mr. Pasoro, Shad moved the antiques to the carriage waiting outside. But he did not leave the street immediately. Instead, he walked to the other end of the street with Tifa, wanting to ask some questions to the old man walking his dog who had given Miss Black's letter to him last time.
"However, part of what the maid named Lina said just now was a lie."
The thoughtful Shade suddenly said, Tifa did not walk side by side with him, but lagged behind him:
"Yes, I saw that she lied, too. It was so obvious. She got nervous when we mentioned the will. I'm afraid there are other problems with the inheritance."
The carriage followed the two of them. Because the destination was only half a street away from the Pasoro family, Shade wanted to think while walking:
"But it doesn't matter. Mr. Simiel Pasoro has just died two days ago, and his body has been embalmed. I can ask him through spiritualism later."
A smile appeared on Tifa's face:
"You're going to dig up his grave?"
"Oh, Tifa, don't you have such an idea?"
Xia De looked at the black-haired girl beside him:
"The stone figurine is in the cemetery. Although I don't want to disturb the dead, this is necessary. As compensation, we will help him deal with the will and even supervise the reasonable distribution of the estate. If the communication with the spirit is successful, then we can apologize in person."
This is what Shad thought.
"I always thought you were a knight in the standard sense."
Tifa said.
"knight?"
Shade smiled:
"I am a detective and a knight."