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White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 35
"Ding-ling-ling?" The door of the herbal medicine shop was pushed open, and the copper bell hanging on it made a pleasant sound.Mia looked up and said, "Hi, Susan."Wasn't the blonde woman who came in the brothel owner Susan who placed an order at their house?Due to occupational disease, Mia observed this Ms. Susan when they first met and got some information.This includes but is not limited to the fact that the other party should be an American, and an American with a good family background and considerable wealth, and definitely not the type of family that was rich before and went bankrupt later. It is a very strange thing for such a person to cross the ocean to run a business in a foreign country, especially in the UK, where there is no room for development, not to mention that her business is a brothel. It is really hard to imagine her purpose and experience.But this is not a problem that Mia needs to care about. She only cares about one thing, "Does it look like sales are goo
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 36
"Hey, I'll help you." After wandering around the guest room for a long time, Derek finally threw away his shame and went to the kitchen to find Mia. He saw that she was mashing potatoes, and quickly reached out to take the basin and spoon of potatoes.He didn't do nothing during the days living in Colette's herbal medicine store. After the double vision was not so severe, he would help Mia move and put away the food and coal that had been sent to the herbal medicine store before, trying not to be a useless person who only knew how to eat and sleep. Now he was used to helping with some more laborious things.Mia didn't stop him. It was good to have someone to help her. It was just right to free up his hands to make other food.Slice the apples, put them in a tray and put them in the oven to bake with the residual heat. Mia cut the sausages taken from the cellar into pieces and put them in the pot to fry, then began to pour fresh milk into the small pot, and took two large spoons of mas
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 37
A group of dock workers looked at the body at Reed's feet, which was constantly shaken by the waves, and exclaimed and discussed the identity of the body.After all, it was a place like the dock, a good place to dump corpses, and everyone who knew would know.And this was not the first time a corpse was found here. If you really count it, this area is actually a holy place for finding corpses. There are always some corpses every year.Those who owed debts, were hurt in love, had accidents at home, couldn't live... suicides and murders, the water is a good place to go, once and for all, even the coffin is saved, what's wrong with that?T: "......"He closed his eyes, and missed his companion Derek especially at this time.If he was here now, the two of them could lift the body onto the cart and transport it to the police station, so why bother?So the first thing Derek, who was almost well again, did when he returned to work was to investigate the identity of the body."He has been in
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 38
Originally, the case became an unsolved case. The details were so exquisite, and the traces were swept away very cleanly. The imitators were caught, but the real person was not caught. This shows the level of the murderer.In such a situation, the murderer was exposed in an inexplicable manner, and died after being exposed. It really made people with a little brain figure out what was going on.Especially the murderer was a 30-year-old strong man, who was at the peak of his life. It was even more strange that he died and exposed the record.Mia also felt it was very strange. For this case, she had not been to the scene in person, nor had she learned any details about the murder. The amount of information was too much, and of course there was no way to make any judgment.To be precise, let alone the case of Reverend Clement's death, she couldn't make an accurate judgment. Even the so-called murderer's death that happened now, she was not sure whether it was a real accident or a careful
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 39
He knew how to describe his mood. He felt that the cold and damp wind of London's winter and the fishy smell from the corpse hit his face together, as if he was forced to breathe in the sea.For Reed, at least there was someone who could help him carry the body this time, so he didn't have to continue to be watched by people around him. This was also a good thing, right?"I have to say, you probably have a good relationship with people who died of suffocation. You always meet these victims." It was still Jackson, and it was still the same familiar rhetoric. He felt like he was repeating his work on a previous day. He wondered if there would be more bodies of people who died of suffocation transported to him in the future?Well, it can be said that there is no need to be so pessimistic, because Reed has decided which dock to go to in the future to avoid encountering this weird incident again.He was really fed up with seeing a dead body every time he missed his daughter. This gave him
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 40
Mycroft thought his brother was talking nonsense.What common language could he have with a lady? Communicate about the types of pipes in the smoking room?"I assume that the lady you want me to investigate has no emotional connection with you?" Mycroft brought up the old matter.If this lady is someone Sherlock is interested in, then his task will be much more difficult. After all, London is a complex city, and Cambridge University is simply incomparable. It is not too difficult to find such a person, but the follow-up matters will be much more troublesome.Especially since his brother just mentioned that the other party was wearing mourning clothes, Mycroft had to consider a question. Which relative did this lady lose?Husband? Child? Or parents?The latter two are easy to deal with, but if it is a husband, then Sherlock's emotional journey is hard to say………………It can only be said that smart people think too much. Mr. Holmes just said a paragraph of descriptive language, and his bro
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 41
Mia, who is developing her own business, has not been working on new products in the laboratory in Colette Herbal Medicine Store, which is similar to a thatched house. Instead, she is sitting in the church to attend a wedding.After several months of pursuit, Anne and Derek finally officially got together and decided to get married. Today is the day of the wedding.As for the guests, Anne's side is Perry and several neighbors who have a good relationship with her. Little Arthur also served as a flower boy. After scattering flowers, he was held in Mia's arms and fell asleep in the hypnotic words of the pastor; Derek's side is a bunch of police colleagues, including Reed, the boss, and Jackson, the coroner. Everyone sat on the chairs in the church and watched the couple become a newlywed couple under the auspices of the pastor."In the name of God, I hereby declare you husband and wife, and the groom can kiss the bride." As the pastor's voice fell, Derek and Anne kissed each other, and
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 42
Susan was not worried that the little girl in front of her would not be tempted.She knew very well how talented Mia was, and what her talent meant to Colette's Herbal Shop. With her presence, Colette's Herbal Shop would leave Whitechapel sooner or later, and the Colette family would become richer.But don't forget one thing, the person in charge of Colette's Herbal Shop is still Anne Colette, and this person in charge has just married a policeman.This means that not only does she have a younger brother to share the property with her, but there may be more brothers and sisters in the future to share the wealth she has worked hard for. Can she really tolerate this unfairness?But this is already thinking about the good side. What's worse is that she will continue to be sucked dry by her family and give everything for this family.Because no decent man will marry such a disfigured girl, she can only rely on her family to better display her talents. After all, this is not a world friend
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"I'm so glad you like it." Mia's eyes curved up. It was worth asking Mycroft about the Duke's preferences. "Do you want to have breakfast with us or later?"When she was in a good mood, her attitude towards others was also good. She happily asked the Duke about his plan."Even breakfast is eaten separately here?" Bassett felt that since he came to Luworth, his life concept has been challenged. Whose breakfast is divided into time periods?"We have to take into account the different habits of different people." Mia smiled, handed the reins to the groom, and walked side by side with Bassett on the road of the manor to explain the situation to him, "People who are used to getting up early will have breakfast at eight o'clock, and those who get up late will have breakfast at eleven o'clock; the same is true for dinner, people who go to bed early will have breakfast at six o'clock, and those who go to bed late will have breakfast at ten o'clock; for lunch, the latter will postpone the form
Chapter 138
It is certainly a happy thing that the employer gives a lot of money and good benefits, but it is also sad that the employer has a weird guest from time to time.A while ago, a crazy Duke of Bresmons came, and today a depraved playboy came. Now the two have collided with each other, which is really a bit unbearable.The butler began to miss the time when these two dukes did not come.At that time, there were tutors with different personalities in this manor, and there would be occasional guests to visit, but at least everyone's behavior was still within the normal range. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Duke from Spain made a bad start, and then things went in a strange direction and never looked back.A duke who trains himself and his subordinates in the training ground every day is already scary. The manor is about to set up a pharmacy because of his existence; now there is a playboy duke. The butler is worried that he will be asked if there is a brothel that sui
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After sucking in his stomach, he felt that after the exercise in the past few days, his abdominal muscles were stronger, not to mention that those effective special training made his hands and feet more flexible, making him jump back and forth between this joy and upset mood, contradictory to death. 2*** : "......." I don't know what to say to this gentleman. You look happy and sad at the same time. Are you really mentally healthy? But thinking about Mia who just left very happily, he also wanted to sigh. Sometimes some people are really qualified to be unreasonable. Silently following Lionel into the bathroom, Bassett was very surprised when he saw the liquid poured out from a bottle on the sink, "What is this?" Don't you use soap to wash your hands? Why use this liquid? It's not like there is no soap. "Removing the gunpowder smell on your hands will prevent you from being affected by the gunpowder smell when you eat." Lionel rubbed his hands carefully and said to Bassett. Thi
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"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang! Bang!" The sound of the bullets was very regular, and Mia's shooting method was also very skillful. The first bullet tried the bullet, and the three bullets behind began to exert their strength. First, one bullet hit a flying disc, and the two reloaded bullets hit the flying disc at the same time, making two very symmetrical holes on it. "How boring." Mia looked at the falling frisbee and curled her lips. She threw the hunting bullet in her hand on the table, picked up the hand bullet that the manservant had brought before, weighed it, and began to load bullets. "Click?" She shook the hand bullet, and the shell returned to its position with a crisp sound. "Release the frisbee." Mia used her left arm as a support point and put her right hand on it, "Bang bang bang bang bang bang?" Six bullets were fired continuously, directly hitting the frisbee in the air. Ignoring the stunned eyes of the people around her, she reloaded her handgun, then picked up another
Chapter 135
Apart from some very few landscape paintings, he really prefers portraits of people. For him, the latter are more valuable to appreciate. A group of people quickly moved to the collection room, a room that had been covered with curtains for a long time, and was exposed to the sun again because of the arrival of the guests. "...... It's spectacular." Bassett didn't know how to describe the owner's style of behavior here. In this collection room, not only are there portraits hanging on the walls, but there are also rows of wooden shelves hanging on the open space in the room. People with poor eyesight would think that there are a pile of colorful cloth hanging inside. What kind of weird behavior is this? But even so, he had to admit that there are really a lot of collections here, so many that it dazzled him. How many portraits are hung here? For Mia, it's a lot. The portraits of the three richest men in the Leamington family are all here. How can there not be a lot? It's because
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The Duke of Hastings really didn't want to see this situation, but that didn't mean he had to sell the land to Mia. It didn't matter if he sold it to the enemies of the Leamington family, or if he kept it and didn't sell it or develop it, or just left it there?? Anyway, he had sworn to his father that he would never marry, and was ready to make the Duke of Hastings completely extinct, so what else was there to worry about? But we need to analyze the specific issues specifically. His relationship with Mycroft was still okay. Since the other party was the matchmaker, he didn't mind going there to discuss the deal. But he didn't expect that the person who was negotiating business with him was not the Earl of Leamington himself but his sister. Oh, by the way, the Earl of Leamington standing next to him was still a child, so of course he couldn't negotiate business with him. If it wasn't his sister who was in charge, could it be his great-grandmother, Old Lady Leamington? "Hello, Miss L
Chapter 133
"......You are thanking people for the wine now?" Mycroft was speechless. Was his ally too excited and not in a good mind? "My own winery produces the product." Mia smiled slightly. If she came to Scotland and didn't open a winery, it would be a waste of time. How could she make such a mistake? Although it was not long, she really planned to take root in Scotland and run the business here well. Then, after buying the dock, buying another winery to expand the business, wouldn't it be normal? The two complement each other. If she lived long enough, she might catch up with the prohibition on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, copy the experience of her old friend, and directly run a one-stop smuggling service from the dock to make a lot of money. How could she waste such an advantage? Mycroft was stunned. He really didn't expect Mia to be able to do this. A distillery? Yes, Scotch whisky is indeed world-famous, but why is this thing so unrelated to her? "......You really have
Chapter 132
"What the hell is that? He's a psychopath!" Mia was so angry that she wanted to chop him. "Who is this? He even told me proudly that he helped me a lot. Do I need his help?" She said that she was not joking when she asked Mrs. Leamington to personally take action on Broussard. In the eyes of this cheap great-grandmother, power is the most important thing. If anyone dares to compete with her for power, just look at her eldest son Maurice? Leamington will know. The two of them fought each other fiercely, and then they didn't see each other for 30 years. Even when his son died, he didn't shed a single tear of joy. Why should Broussard be an exception? As long as he dared to take action and she caught solid evidence, she wouldn't have to do anything about it. Mrs. Leamington could exile her son to a place where no one would shit! What was the result? Now Broussard still maintains the image of a pure little lamb in his mother's heart. The only thing that could work was that his death dealt
Chapter 131
As long as he doesn't mess around, Mia is happy to help train this duke to become the greatest extreme sports athlete of the 19th century, and provide various auxiliary tools for him to reach the top!According to Mia's observation, this guy is obviously a crazy lover of extreme sports, and it is very likely to succeed if he works hard on this... If it doesn't work, then he can only use hypnosis."Oh, what kind of fate do I have?" Mia sighed and made a schedule in the study, feeling that she was really unlucky. Why did she always encounter such pitfalls?"What kind of fate?" Arthur, who had just been tortured by the teacher, floated in. He was shocked when he heard Mia's words. What happened again?Just got the news from Mr. Holmes that their youngest uncle also died in Africa. Arthur was shocked to death, and now he is a little allergic to all the wind and grass in the outside world."...A not very reliable guest came to the door." Mia glanced at the haggard Arthur, and finally did n
