Chapter 110: The Town of Giregi

"Well, that's a big deal. Looking at the sending and receiving records in front of him, Holders muttered quietly.

"It seems that the relationship between mother and daughter is quite good, well, Rosameia Baddam, I hope she will not be too sad when she hears the news. Tapping lightly on the table in front of him, López felt helpless, he had little interest in delivering the bad news.

"Judging by the frequency of correspondence alone, it is true, well, Thirty-five North of the town of Girregi, which is not the same as the address given by Gna. Confiding this, Haldes placed the paper on which the notes were written lightly on the table, and his reading speed was not too slow.

"It's been at least three or four years since Gna left the town of Giregi, and perhaps Rosamia has moved somewhere, judging by the amount of gold coins mailed, it's enough for her to get a pretty good house. López leaned back in his rocking chair leisurely, and he realized that as long as it was a normal chair, it was much more comfortable than that of the old blacksmith.

"That's right, that's it, even if you don't interfere in some relative lives, but changing houses is not a trivial thing that is not worth mentioning, Gna should not be unaware, and Azeritto is not far from the town of Girégi, it is not difficult to reunite in a carriage, I think I have to keep my doubts first. Sucking the pipe, Hallece confided in some of his thoughts.

He should have made some inferences in his mind, but because there were not enough clues, he wouldn't easily confide in, at least that's what López thought.

"For now, it may be ill-gotten gains, at least from an informal source, but it's unclear whether Gerner knows about it. López couldn't help but say his speculation, but it is impossible to determine whether it is accurate or not.

"Alright, I can't wait to get to Gireji now, see you next time, old friend. As he said goodbye, Holdeith picked up the blazer that had hung on the hanger.

"Of course, it's nice to meet you, Holdeth, but wouldn't you really consider bringing my gift?" Patting Holdeth on the shoulder, Catlego offered his kindness again.

"Oh, no, no, no, of course not, it would cause me to have to attract other people's eyes even if I was walking down the street, which would not be a good thing for anyone. In this regard, Holders could only smile helplessly: "But you're right, I have to take the time to buy a hat, and the tolerance for the cold on the top of my head is not too high." ”

"Well, good luck, Haldais, I can't wait to hear someone talk about your subtle reasoning again. With that, Cartlego turned and went back to work.

"Oh, dear God, I hope the journey won't be too bumpy. With a prayer, Holdès and López went to the bazaar, where carriages were often rented.

After a bumpy time, López and Holdès finally arrived in the town of Guiregui: "Not a bad place, isn't it?"

"Oh, of course, if my waist is not upset with me now, and my belly, he also began to complain of his own. Rubbing his swollen eyes, Haldais whispered that because of him, he had slept soundly in the carriage just now.

"Maybe your empty stomach will find time to persuade you of that hard-to-loosen standard. Turning to joke, López fiddled with the sword holster that was grinding his waist to the brim, and it was time for him to plan how his weapon would hang.

Smoking his pipe hard, Haldais smiled and looked at Lopez beside him: "I think we have to go to the letter office in this town first, and I hope they still have the old newspaper." ”

"Ah, I've never been in touch with that kind of thing, because, in my life, it's hard to have a need for it. Truth be told, if Holdeth hadn't mentioned it, he might have lost his life with the newspaper: "But how do you convince them to show it to you, Holdeth, if they happen to have heard of your name, then I didn't say it." ”

"I don't think I'm that famous. As he spoke, Haldais took out a delicate pendant from the pocket of his suit: "But it does, and I really have to thank Baldwin." ”

That pendant López knows, and in layman's terms, it is a proof of knighthood.

"It seems that the good things are not lost with the accident. With a grin, López casually stopped a passerby: "I'm sorry, may I ask, how do you get to the letter office?"

"Ah, oh, go straight down this road, then turn left at the next junction and you can see, to be honest, the decorations are quite high-profile. The passers-by were quite enthusiastic, at least they didn't scold López angrily, and then left on their own.

"Haha, the only thing that matters to me is my pipe that has fallen into disrepair, and as for why this pendant is so well kept, it is all thanks to the fact that I forgot to bring it with me when I left last time. As he spoke, Holdeth took the pipe in his hand as if he were ostentatious: "In the end, it was because it hid on the couch and attacked my ass that I remembered that there was such a thing." ”

"It must be quite unhappy with your oblivion. While searching for the Hong Kong Economic Journal, López spoke.

"Oh, there it is, hopefully they haven't left work yet. Knocking softly on the door, López whispered a prayer.

After a while, the closed door opened slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Hearing the inquiry, López slowly moved back to give Holdés room to display his pylon.

"Hello, we are the knights of Azeritto, and we are here to help us with the case. While displaying the pendant, Haldais also confided in a rather official statement.

"Ah, okay, please come in, please come in, if there's anything I can do, I'll leave no stone unturned. At the same time, a man who looked quite young quickly opened the door and welcomed the two in.

"Introduce yourself, Holdes. Inside, Haldes straightened his suit and held out his short left hand.

"Ah, I know you, the most famous detective in the kingdom, every time you deduce brilliantly, oh, oh, my name is Douglas. After hearing Holdez's introduction, he seemed to become a little excited, and at the same time quickly put his hand into Holdez's palm.

Then he put his hand in front of López.

"Nice to meet you, López. ”