It was the most restful night Emma had slept on since she had traveled, and although she lay down until dawn, she woke up full of energy. As soon as she walked downstairs, an excited Georgiana came over and grabbed her hand, her eyes shining with adoration. "Dear Emma, you have shocked me so much. ”

Yesterday Georgiana didn't know anything and went to bed early. Emma smiled and enjoyed the soft girl's adoring gaze, "I just made a plan, and Mr. Darcy prepared everything else." ”

Georgiana looked "I'm so proud that my friend is so smart": "Mr. Butler only said yesterday's incident, I remembered what you said to my brother in the garden a few days ago, and I knew that it was your idea." Emma, how can you be so clever? Brother and cousin, Mr. Ashley, and so many detectives have investigated so long and have not found out, you can solve it at once. ”

Emma rubbed Georgiana's soft hair: "I violated many laws by doing that last night, strictly speaking, and I wouldn't have used this risky idea if I hadn't had no choice." "The silly girl didn't know that this matter was the last desperate gamble. Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam received word that they had found Little Richard's body. Cambridge replied that he had not heard of the drug. Mrs. Richard fainted when she heard that her son was dead, but she knew nothing. Emma does not hesitate to lose her reputation to make her bite Clark's Lena, and she can only identify Clark as poisoning her poppy, and I don't know more. All the clues are broken. If not, how could this be used?

Georgiana was shocked. "Ah, then I'll ask Mr. Butler not to sue anyone else. ”

Emma couldn't help but laugh. "No, Mr. Butler knows. "Georgiana is smart, observant and focused. It's just that Mr. Darcy protects her too well and lets her know too little. Speaking of which, I've been living in Bloomberg these days, why haven't I seen that guy from Wickham?

Emma thought about things, and her reaction was half a beat slower. When Georgiana saw Mr. Darcy coming over, she quickly let go of Emma's hand and straightened her dress, and dragged her little friend in a daze. "Good day, brother. ”

Emma couldn't help but smile, "Good day, Mr. Darcy." ”

"Hey. Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam walked in in the same style, and with him was Mr. Ashley. "I just came back today and I heard that the matter has been resolved, and it was a great job. ”

It's been a long time since I've seen Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam, and Emma said with concern, "Did you come back overnight?"

Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam smiled: "I found out that Little Richard has been killed, I will first have someone come back to deliver the letter, and investigate the murder case with the police officers there, but there is no result yet." When I heard about the plan here, I rushed back. When I met Mr. Ashley, I realized that it was a step too late, and the matter had already settled. ”

Emma turned her gaze to Mr. Ashley, "Uncle, has Clark already confessed to murder?" Mr. Darcy and she were at Sworth Manor yesterday, and Mr. Ashley led people and several police officers to disperse outside Sworth Manor, preparing to follow Clark.

Mr. Ashley looked tired, but in a good mood. "Of course. Yesterday he didn't go to the north of my charge, and I waited a while before the officer came back with him and the witch doctor from South America. ”

Georgiana covered her mouth with her hands in surprise. Witch doctors from South America have given a legendary twist to an already dramatic event. Emma's focus is different: "How did he know the witch doctor?"

Mr. Ashley glanced at Emma. His ability is not enough, but he has always been very accurate in his eyes for people. He felt that his niece did not need protection as his wife said, in fact, this child was thoughtful, shrewd and cautious, and there was a kind of madness in his bones to achieve his goals. I just don't know why the table didn't come out before. "Clark had a business in South America, where the witch doctor committed a capital crime and came to England on Clark's ship to escape trial. ”

Emma didn't speak. The reason seemed fine, but she still had doubts. Or too weak, relying on the strength of others means too many restrictions to do what you want. She didn't have to avenge Mr. Kentera, otherwise she wouldn't have burned down the study but would have protected it. She was just worried that the mastermind behind the scenes would not achieve her goal and would do it again.

Clark asked the witch doctor to detoxify him first. But the witch doctor also doesn't know what the devil's steps are. Clark pleads guilty to murder, but asks us to detoxify or else accuses us of murder. I was asked by the police officer, who found the devil's steps?"

Emma covered her mouth and laughed tremblingly. Seeing that she could not answer for a moment, Mr. Darcy said, "It was the juice of an edible plant that Emma had asked me to find, and I don't know why it was called the Devil's Pace." ”

"Edible plants?" Mr. Ashley was amazed, he saw the bloody condition that Clark couldn't help but scratch himself, who would eat such a terrible thing?

Emma finally stopped laughing and explained, "This food comes from China and is called yam. She didn't know the English name of yam, so she spoke Chinese directly. "The nutritional value is high, but the juice can make the skin red and itchy. I asked the doctor to distill and purify the yam juice. In fact, the effect is not that strong, but Clark is covered with wounds, and scratching will definitely bring blood, plus he thinks that his brother will definitely kill him, so you tell Officer Sù to let Clark take a bath, and it will be fine in two days. ”

Those present silently remembered this terrible plant. It can be eaten, and the mysterious Oriental people are really unfathomable.

After breakfast, George and Mrs. Ashley, whose heads were bandaged and larger, also arrived. Last night Mrs. Ashley forcefully drove Emma back to the quiet of Bloombury to rest, leaving her to take care of George. After Clarke's guilty plea today, the police officer lifted George's surveillance.

Emma was a little surprised, wondering why George, who had not recovered from his injury, was in such a hurry to come to Bloomberg.

George explained the situation. Originally, George's murder evidence was conclusive, and he should have applied for a trial a long time ago, but this case was a serious case of a son's murder of his father and involved a succession to the title, so the quarterly court had no jurisdiction to hear it and needed to be submitted to the circuit court for trial. Moreover, Clark, an important witness, was involved in the poisoning incident, and Lena, who later opposed Clark, resolutely identified Clark, and the testimony of several parties was always inconsistent, so it dragged on until now. Consolidating the evidence last night, Lisa, who had been insisting that she had seen Clark in the manor that afternoon, admitted that she might have been mistaken, and the case could not be more undoubted. Worried about long nights and dreams, George couldn't wait for the panel of judges, who began their rounds in September, and wanted to go directly to London to file a lawsuit. In this way, he may also be able to meet the royal family as the Earl of Kenta this year. George hurried over, firstly to express his solemn thanks, and secondly, to pick up his sister, and the two packed up and left for London.

Emma felt the urge to hold her forehead again. George was right, and she didn't want to wait for the panel of judges to make their rounds to Derbyshire. But George had a deep wound on his arm yesterday, and had been in the fire for too long and had inhaled a lot of poisonous gases, and she wanted to wait for George to rest for two days before discussing with him to go to London. Unexpectedly, George's bandaged mummy came to pick her up and take her to London. This brother is not stupid, but his temper is a little too fast.

Mrs. Ashley looked at Emma and glared at George again. She failed to convince her stubborn nephew, hoping that Emma would persuade his brother well.

George was indeed a little stunned by his current sister's anger, but he didn't intend to compromise. Avoiding Emma's eyes, she whispered, "I want to send my father back to Yorkshire first"

Emma couldn't argue with this reason. The Earl of Kentera had the domain of Yorkshire, and as the weather got hotter in May, it was indeed time to send his body to his hometown for burial. Looking at George's appearance, he was also worried about something happening in Yorkshire. Although Mr. Ashley sent someone to see that there was no abnormality in Yorkshire, he could not be relieved to go back to George without doing so. Emma looked at George carefully, although he was injured, after all, he was a young man in his twenties, and he loved to ride horses and hunt in good health, but he didn't seem to be unsupportive.

George, noticing Emma's softened attitude, immediately added, "The doctor diagnosed me this morning as fine. I'm also in a carriage, Yorkshire isn't too far away, and there won't be a problem. ”

Emma made one condition: "Ask the doctor to come again before leaving, and if there is really no problem, go out." ”

George simply nodded in agreement.

Just then, a servant from outside came to report. "Mr. Wickham has come to visit. ”

Emma's eyes lit up and she turned her head to look. She thought that she would not see Wickham in Bloomberg this time, but she didn't expect to run into it just before leaving.

A young man walked in with a smile. He was in his twenties, with a handsome face and a tall posture. When I saw many guests, I introduced myself gently and politely, and greeted everyone one by one.

The personable gentleman walked first to the master of the room. Mr. Darcy only nodded coldly when Wickham greeted him, looking particularly arrogant compared to Mr. Wickham.

Wickham was not disgruntled, and greeted Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam and Mr. Ashley as usual, and expressed concern for George's health. Instead, Georgiana frowned, obviously not understanding why her brother was so rude.

Wickham took out a box from behind his back and handed it to Georgiana, and said a little apprehensively: "It's just a small gift brought back from this outing, I don't know if it's to your liking." Georgiana was pleasantly surprised, blushing slightly, and took the box with some embarrassment. Emma noticed that the lines on the side of Mr. Darcy's face were taut.

Wickham walked up to Emma. This delicate and elegant young lady like an iris dazzled him, but he did not show excessive hospitality, but only courtesy and praised Emma's beauty. Now Emma appreciates him a little, she gives and takes, she is greedy but not stupid. In fact, Emma has a little misunderstanding about Wickham here, and he has not yet completely targeted Georgiana. The reason why his attitude is flat is because he knows that this kind of smart and beautiful young lady is different from ordinary ladies, and blind courtesy will only attract their ridicule, and the attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, but it can make them look at them differently.

Wickham was surprised to be told that Mrs. Ashley was Emma's aunt. Mrs. Ashley was delighted by the compliments of this young handsome and polite lad, and chuckled lightly over her mouth with a veil.

Emma sighed when she saw Georgiana holding her headband. She once scolded Clark for shamelessly seducing her to elope, emphasizing that the pretty man she said was not necessarily credible, but now it is estimated that Georgiana doesn't remember it either. Fortunately, Georgiana was only fourteen years old, and Mr. Wickham was also courteous, and it was estimated that it would take two years for the abduction and elopement. That's enough time. Wickham is uninhibited, ruthless and in gambling debts. As long as the evidence is found and put in front of Georgiana, this intelligent girl will not continue to be wrong, even if she already has a crush on Wickham. Thinking of this, Emma couldn't help but glance at George, could it be that the guys named George are all playboys?

Although he was interrupted by Wickham's visit, after the greetings, he still had to continue to bring up the topic of parting.

Emma and George thanked everyone present. Thank you aunt and uncle for coming quickly to help with the investigation. Thanks to the little angel Georgiana for her gentle companionship, and thanks to Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam, who has been running around for days and days of hard tracking. Mr. Darcy is most to be thanked.

Emma stood in front of Mr. Darcy with emotion in her heart. From her Pegasus to Bloombury for help, Mr. Darcy was really helpful. This last method is a difficult one for her to operate. Mr. Ashley was asked to intervene with the detective, but the detective refused. Although there are suspicions, George's murder is more suspicious. In the event of an accident to a suspect, they cannot afford to take responsibility. Emma had no choice but to transfer the police officer and acted in the scene first to get Clark to plead guilty. She didn't expect Mr. Darcy to come forward and negotiate with the officer. Although the parish police officers are not subordinate to the local administration, they rely on the cooperation of local residents to handle cases, and Mr. Darcy is still quite vocal as a large landowner in Derbyshire. It was only because Mr. Darcy stepped in to act as a guarantor and personally stood guard outside the study at Sworth Manor that the plan was implemented.

Emma only said one sentence at the end: "Thank you, I will always remember your help." ”

Mr. Darcy had a vague feeling that Emma would do more than just remember. But he soon felt that his idea was ridiculous, even if Emma was unusually intelligent, as a young lady who didn't even have the right to inherit and couldn't show her face, what could she do for him?

Georgiana tearfully shook Emma's hand: "Brother and I will go to Yorkshire" She didn't say the word funeral.

Emma gave her a gentle hug. "See you in Yorkshire, dear. ”

Walking out the door, Emma turned around for the last time. She saw herself banging on the door and dragging the gatekeeper onto his horse, she saw herself unfurling her hood in the drawing-room, she saw Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam solemnly offering her service, she saw herself and Mr. Darcy galloping towards Sworth Manor, she saw herself burrowing under the sofa and covering her head with Mr. Darcy's coat, and she saw Georgiana holding her hand tenderly in the garden

Goodbye, Bloomberg.