Chapter 3: Shock
"Mr. Morrison, you're late. ”
Before Sean could speak, Maria sat on the chair and took a sip of coffee elegantly, saying unhurriedly.
"I'm sorry for the surprise, I'm sorry, Ms. Maria. ”
As he spoke, Sean took off the top hat on his head and bowed at the same time.
Ms. Maria waved her hand at the sofa opposite, "I hope you will be on time next time, please sit Mr. Morrison." ”
"I think you'd better not have a second time, after all, I'm like the legendary Bird's Beak Doctor, who delivers a message of innocence. ”
Maria looked at Sean, who had just sat down, and said a strange analogy, and couldn't help but say "heh": "I can't imagine that Mr. Morrison is so humorous and doesn't talk much, have you found evidence of my husband's cheating?"
"Well, I'm sorry. ”
This time Sean didn't say much, just nodded slightly, and handed the document bag to Ms. Maria, who was sitting across from you.
After a short time of reading the information, Maria's expression was a little gloomy, and she subconsciously touched the ring on the ring finger of her right hand, looked up at Sean, who kept adding sugar cubes to the bitter coffee that was constantly being sent to the waiter, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Morrison doesn't seem to like the taste of bitter coffee very much. ”
"Yes, Ms. Maria, I think life is very long, I don't need to care about the 'bitterness' in front of me, I care more about the 'sweetness' in the present. ”
"I'm the opposite of Mr. Morrison, I don't think anyone who has ever suffered will not cherish the sweetness behind it. ”
Maria turned the ring, "You know, I didn't love him at the time, we were just a political marriage, he needed my money, and I needed his social status, but then in the process of getting along, I found out that although he was addicted to power, he was still a humorous and responsible mature man, in fact, I was already planning to accept him, but he didn't cherish this feeling." ”
"I can accept his other shortcomings, but the only thing I can't tolerate is the betrayal of my marriage, even if he doesn't love me. Maria sighed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Morrison, I'm a little out of shape. ”
Sean looked a little excited, and Maria, whose eyes were slightly moist, didn't know how to speak for a while to comfort, after all, the first two unhappy marriages of this young rich woman were caused by her husband's cheating in marriage.
Seeing that Sean didn't speak, Maria, who had finished sorting out the materials on the table, got up and prepared to leave and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Morrison, I may not be able to enjoy a leisurely morning tea with you, I need to deal with some personal matters now, and this is the agreed reward with you, and I look forward to working with you next time." ”
"You're welcome, Lady Mary. ”
Sean got up and took an envelope handed over by Ms. Maria, watched the back of the young rich woman disappear at the door of the café, and after a long sigh, he still drank the unaccustomed cup of bitter coffee without hurrying.
As the sun rose, Sean, who had already refilled several cups of coffee, seemed a little impatient, and took out the linked watch on his chest, the hour hand and the minute at a perfect 30-degree angle, exactly ten o'clock in the morning.
However, for a large employer, Sean still showed good patience, after all, she was not late once or twice, and a young woman wearing a black police uniform with the rank of first class police inspector on her shoulder suddenly appeared at the door of the café.
The eye is a long burgundy hair, a pair of charming big eyes on a pretty face, a faint anxiety hidden in the pale golden eyes, a high nose bridge, and the lips that have been closed.
"You're late, Miss Vivien. ”
Sean looked at the police inspector who had hidden anxiety in her eyes and kept searching for her in the café, and couldn't help but speak.
"I'm sorry, Sean, but I had an accident. ”
Looking at Vivian, who was walking towards him, and her closed lips also outlined a faint arc, Sean took a sip of coffee expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Hopefully, next time you can be on time, please take a seat, Miss Vivian." ”
After saying that, Sean's tense face collapsed in a blink of an eye, and he almost laughed out loud, because he remembered that this was not the scene where he met with Lady Maria.
Re-enactment?
Vivian, who was sitting opposite Sean, looked at Sean with a strange expression, and while elegantly ordering food to the waiter in the café behind her, she also made time to sneer at Sean: "Double." ”
Hearing this, Sean immediately put a bright smile on his face, "Deal, I didn't expect Miss Vivian to come to the Steam Capital, and congratulations on your promotion." ”
"Sean, you didn't notice that you were smiling like a fox who stole a hen, and besides, I was promoted thanks to you. ”
"Huh?"
Vivien looked at Sean, who was a little puzzled, and while eating the exquisite pastries, she explained: "Didn't we solve several big cases in Dirk Town, so the city hall thought that I had contributed enough, so I was transferred to the Southern District of the Steam City as the deputy chief of police." ”
Poof.
"What are you laughing at?"
Wei An glared at Sean, who suddenly showed a strange smile on the other side, clenched his left fist, and said with bad intentions.
In the face of the threat, Sean of course chose to compromise, definitely not because he couldn't beat the violent female police officer opposite, but because of gentlemanly etiquette.
After all, this strange aristocratic lady from the Thorn Bird family is a notoriously violent maniac, who does not know etiquette, does not know how to dress up, does not participate in any drinking parties, and even ran to become a policeman when she became an adult, and it is said that Count Thorn Bird was angry and went to the hospital on the spot.
After thinking about it for a long time, Sean still opened his mouth and explained to the eldest lady who even had muscles in her head:
"Miss Vivien, you don't really think that catching a few thieves and gangs can take the position of deputy director of the Steam Capital, and it's also a stable southern district?"
"You mean, because of my father?"
"Of course, I don't think any father wants to put his daughter in danger. ”
Sean looked at someone who seemed to have made up his mind in his heart, and asked tentatively, "You don't want to go back, do you?"
"Well, that's not in line with my chivalry. ”
Poof...
Sean laughed out loud again.
"Sean. ”
Vivien looked at someone who was laughing at her again, and couldn't help but slap the table and yell at Sean, but then the eldest lady blushed and wanted to bury her head on the table.
As a last resort, Sean could only get up and apologize to most of the guests in the café who had attracted their eyes because of the rude of a certain eldest lady.
In the end, with everyone's understanding and understanding smiles, Sean sat back in his seat, and had to bear the bright "smile" of the eldest lady, of course, this "smile" must be ill-intentioned.
"Ahem, Miss Vivien, the time is over, let's get down to business. ”
Hearing this, Vivian handed Sean two photos, and looked like she was letting you go, and said quickly: "I recently took over two homicides, the deceased are two young women, unemployed, living in Goodley Street and Bass Neighborhood in the South Side, suspected mistresses. ”
"One of the deceased died at about twelve o'clock in the morning last night, and the other died about three days ago, the cause of death was a sharp knife such as a dagger, and strangely both lost 80% of their body fluids, and the corpse showed signs of being gnawed by something suspected of being a beast. ”
"Goodley Street and Bass Block, mistress?" Sean subconsciously frowned, because this was the same identity and place where he investigated the cheating partner of Maria's woman's husband, and Sean, who took the photo, instantly saw his pupils shrink.
Because the two deceased were none other than the mistress of Lady Maria's husband, Quake Terry, thinking of Sean, he immediately asked, "Vivian, did you come to see me in your own private carriage?" ”
"Of course, how could I get in those dirty, smelly police station carriages. Wei Wei'an looked at Sean, who suddenly looked anxious, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
"Can you explain to you on the way, can you take me to 113 St. George's Block in the North Side?"
"Well, okay. ”
Vivien didn't hesitate, even though she didn't care about etiquette, she understood the implications of an unmarried woman sharing a private carriage with a man, especially since she was a nobleman and only friends with Sean.
After saying that, the two left the café and prepared to go to 113 St. George's Block in the North Side.
......
In a moment, Vivien led Sean to a black-painted carriage, and prepared to board the carriage under the coachman's astonished eyes.
"Sir, may I ask if Lady Mary left two hours ago in her private carriage?"
Sean, who had one foot already straddling the side of the carriage, suddenly turned his head and said in a serious tone to the café guard in a black and white uniform not far away.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know Madam Maria. ”
The guard didn't pay attention to Sean's tone, still smiling and apologizing to Sean.
Hearing the meaning of the guard's words, Sean turned around and said in a heavy tone: "Sir, I am very satisfied with your professional ethics, and I am a police officer, according to the latest news I have received, there may be a murderer in Ms. Maria's home, I must know her travel route to avoid Ms. Maria's accident, do you understand?" ”
After speaking, Sean motioned for Vivian in the carriage to show her police ID.
When the guard heard what Sean said and read Vivien's police ID card clearly, he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and saw him say without reservation: "Lady Maria is riding her carriage painted red with a white dove pattern all the way north along Dusk Boulevard, and she looks a little sad, and..."
"Yes, thank you, sir. ”
Given Maria's route, Sean didn't continue to listen to the next words of the guard in charge, but pressed Vivien's head back to look outside, and said to the coachman Warry, "Take the Dusk Boulevard to 113 St. George's Quarter, hurry, Mr. Warry." ”
"Understood, sir. ”
As soon as Warry's words fell, before Sean could sit down in the carriage, he had already galloped away.