Isabel Walton looked at the pond on the far right side of the garden, and she was thinking about how she could transform a pond with freshwater fish and crustaceans into an outdoor swimming pool. If you can, set up a lounger, a parasol and a cocktail by the pool. Once you've had enough of the sun, take two sips of a cocktail, then rush to the pool and slam yourself on the pool's calm waters with a cartoonish move.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on her face. Sir Augustine, who was sitting across from the Gothic stand table on one side of her, glanced at her, "Son, the weather is indeed a joy today, isn't it?" ”

Isabel turned her face to look at Sizz, "Yes, it is indeed a pleasure to get such an afternoon after six days of hard work. ”

"It's a beautiful afternoon like this, and you can forget a lot of things."

"Sir, sometimes remembering too many things is not something to be appreciated. In any case, at least you should look forward, and only by constantly looking forward can you get more of these afternoons. ”

"Isabel, what do you think shouldn't be remembered?" As Sir finished speaking, he casually picked up his glass and took a sip of wine.

Isabel smiled lightly and thought, "Sir doesn't want to talk to me about the Highlanders, does he?" Don't worry, he doesn't have any evidence of a relationship between me and the Highlanders. ”

When he thought of this, he looked up at the clear blue sky and slowly closed his eyes: "I don't think we should remember the difference between the north and the south. ”

Sir nodded: "Life in a royal borough can change a person's life and thoughts. However, it will take a long time for the North to become the same as the South. ”

Isabel flattened her head, opened her eyes and said, "Father, do you think it was the Scots who made the north what it is today?" Or is it this different environment north of the Trent River than in the south? ”

"If the Scottish Highlanders were to become part of the kingdom, it would have been a much happier thing for the North."

"Father, it seems that it will take us a whole afternoon to get to the substance of the conversation. Why don't I go and call my mother and sister, and we sit together as a family and talk about the weather in Windsor, the ponds, the royal racetrack, and the various costumes of the ladies and ladies? ”

Sir Augustus laughed, "Well, son, you don't have to. Actually, I just don't know how to talk to you about the chaos in the county some time ago, you know? ”

"Of course I do. You're surprised that the Highlanders are suddenly in the county. And then you find it hard to understand the sudden disappearance of the Highlanders, don't you? Isabel was still not used to talking in circles.

Sir pondered, and gazed again at the lawn in the distance: and whispered, "Son, you are right. The Highlanders are no different from us, but this time they behave differently than before. ”

"Perhaps the Highlanders have received enough treasure to return to Scotland contentedly?" Isabel couldn't help but want to find out how much her father knew about the mess.

Sir stood up, walked out into the lawn with his hands behind his back, and admired the garden, and said, "I guess the Highlanders will want to go home when they get their treasure." However, they will never have that chance. ”

Isabel walked over to Sir and crouched down to gently caress the green lawn: "Father, you mean the Highlanders are dead?" ”

"Yes, this is what the magistrate of Westmoreland wrote to me. The Judge said that the Highlanders had died in a Catholic church on the county border. His Excellency the Judge informed me in his letter that the aggravated murder may be related to the large amount of treasure they had looted. ”

"God willing, this is a great joy for the people of Richmondshire. Father, the judge said it had something to do with the treasure? Is it possible that thieves from elsewhere have robbed them again? ”

"Chances are, presumably, the treasure hidden in the cemetery by the Highlanders caught the attention of the other thieves."

Isabel went on to say, "Treasures hidden in the cemetery? It can't be, why do these highlanders hide their treasures in the cemetery? ”

Sir Augustine took the position of the magistrate of the county and wanted his daughter to say something which he did not know but was of great interest. However, when he stands in the shoes of his relatives, he is very willing to see his daughter as a bystander to look at this group of Scots who committed wrongdoing.

"I don't know the exact circumstances of the case. After all, the Highlander had been killed in Westmoreland, and the jurisdiction of the murder was in the hands of the Westmoreland County Magistrate. ”

"In that case, I think you can hand over the case to them. Perhaps, they will have a better way to find the felony suspect. ”

Sir just looked at his daughter and did not speak, and went back to the table to pour himself a little wine, and said, "Son, do you think the death of these Highlanders has anything to do with the Black Friars?" ”

Isabel's heart skipped a beat, but she still showed an unaware expression and said, "Black Monk? Father, what do you mean? You don't think the monks killed the Highlanders, do you? ”

Sir Augustine did not see the slightest change in his daughter's face, and deliberately continued: "The Black Friars of which I speak are a very unusual group of thieves, murderers, and robbers who have been present in the northern counties for more than a year. ”

Isabel could already hear the change in her father's tone, and her instincts told her that Jazz was beginning to doubt herself. She was already about to fight back, stood up and returned to Sizz's side and said calmly, "Father, are there any distinguishing features of this Black Friar?" ”

"Someone has seen them in black monk's robes and silver masks on their faces!"

"So, sir, are you doubting me? Because I happen to have a silver mask that I found in your storeroom? ”

Augustine very much didn't want his daughter to be the murderer of the Highlanders, but he didn't expect his daughter to take the initiative to speak up about the mask. After taking a sip of wine, he sighed and said, "Child, I don't suspect you, and I won't associate one of my old knight masks with the Black Friar.

Isabel sneered and stretched out her hands in front of her father: "Because I also have the same silver mask as the Black Friar, I am also a suspect criminal." Sir, put me in shackles and send me to jail without bail. ”

In Sir Augustine's mind, Isabel was his own daughter, and there was absolutely no way he would send her to prison. What's more, there is no evidence or witnesses to prove that the daughter is a suspect in killing the Highlanders. Jazz stared at his daughter and said, "Isabel, you are my daughter, I will never do this." ”