Ever since the rabbi arrived at the salon, however, the Marquis de Condorcet had been worried that it would eat his own boogie. end

In fact, cats and birds are natural enemies.

The rabbi, however, did not seem to be interested in the foul-mouthed bipedal bird, but Boogie, who often came over to tease the rabbi who was taking a nap on the sofa.

The green parrot, often calling and flapping its wings, hovered over the couch, making the rabbi uneasy.

However, the rabbi is not the kind of cat that likes to be careful, and it usually hangs its ears down to block out the noise around it.

That afternoon, while the rabbi was resting by the fireplace, Boogie flew over and called again.

This time the rabbi probably couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up, ran to the table of the Marquis de Condorcet, and then silently lay down on the cards, making the game go on for everyone.

"That's all for today." Mr. Aroué said.

Others also said they had no objections.

"Huh? Where's my ring?" At this moment, Monsieur Rousseau felt in his pocket and suddenly said, "Why is it gone...... I'm going to propose to Miss Wasser!"

With that, it bent down and began to search the ground.

"Did you drop somewhere?" The Marquis de Condorcet said, "What is it? Let's help find it."

"It's a ring with diamonds and letters engraved on it." Mr. Rousseau replied.

"Diamond rings? It shouldn't be going far." The Marquis of Condorcet said, and bent down to help in the search.

Mr. Aroué and Mr. Montesquieu, though they were old, searched as far as they could.

"What's the matter, gentlemen?" Seeing four big men groping up and down the card table, Madame Roland stepped forward curiously and asked.

"My ring is missing." When Monsieur Rousseau replied, his body was still lying on the ground and looking left and right.

"Can't find it?" Mrs. Roland said, "Buy another one!"

"No." Monsieur Rousseau lay on the ground and replied, "It's custom-made. Not to mention that the diamonds on it are very valuable, even if they are re-ordered, it will take a long time."

"Monsieur Rousseau is going to propose to Mademoiselle Vasseur, and you must not delay." As the Marquis de Condorcet spoke, he was leaning on the ground and peering at the bottom of the couch.

"Isn't it just a marriage proposal, why do you have to be so troublesome. And Monsieur Montesquieu and Monsieur Aroué, both of whom are so old, should not be so active as young people." Madame Roland said, and lifted the two old men up from the ground.

"You can't say that." "It doesn't matter much to us, but to Monsieur Rousseau, it's a piece of his heart!"

"yes." Monsieur Montesquieu agreed, "Don't look at our age, but we were young and knew how romantic it is to propose."

"However, just a few people are looking around so cluelessly, not only is it a waste of time, but it may not be possible to find it." Madame Roland said.

"You have a point." The Marquis de Condorcet got up from the ground, and seemed to find nothing under the couch, "But what is to be done?"

"Well......" replied Madame Roland, after a moment's thought, "Monsieur Rousseau, remember carefully where you have been today, and when was the last time you saw the ring?"

Rousseau also got up from the ground and carefully recalled.

"I remember taking the ring from the store at noon and putting it in the pocket of the inner lining of my jacket. Then I came to the salon and sat here all the afternoon playing cards with everyone. If I had to say that I would have lost something, I guess I had accidentally brought it out when I took something out of my pocket just now." Mr. Rousseau said.

"That's ......," Lady Roland thought.

In this way, it should still be in this living room.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that they were talking about something, Elena also ran over to join in the fun.

"Monsieur Rousseau's ring is missing." Mrs. Roland explained.

"Rings?" Elena was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, "Is it not a silver ring with a shiny thing on it?"

"Ah, yes, Miss Medici has seen it?" Mr. Rousseau asked nervously.

"Well, I did just see it......" Elena's expression seemed a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong? If you have something to say, you can say it, it doesn't matter." Mr. Rousseau asked eagerly.

"Actually, it's it!" Elena said, gesturing at Boogie who had just flown back to Monsieur Condorcet's shoulder, "just in its mouth."

"Huh?" The Marquis of Condorcet turned his head in surprise and looked at the parrot on his shoulder, "Was it eaten by it?"

"Ah, that's a problem!" Mr. Rousseau also frowned.

"What!" Elena felt a little speechless and said, "How can it swallow it with such a small mouth?"

"Yes, yes," echoed Monsieur Rousseau, "I'm really confused."

"If you didn't swallow it, then you must have gotten somewhere?" "But where will it be placed?" said Monsieur Condorcet.

"Well...... "Elena" Elena thought for a moment, then said, "I have an idea, but I don't know if it will come in handy."

"What's the idea, let's hear it first." Mr. Rousseau said.

"This bird seems to like something shiny, right?" Elena asked.

"yes, that's right." "When I was at home," replied Monsieur Condorcet, "he used to take away my wife's earrings and necklaces and so on. Sometimes you have to look for half a day! Ah, yes, I didn't expect that Monsieur Rousseau's diamond ring was also shiny."

"In that case, where does it usually hide its things?" Mrs. Roland asked.

"Well, it's hard to say. It might be hiding in one or several places, I'm not sure. And, it's even harder to say here."

The living room is so big, even if you don't fly out, there are many corners to hide.

"So be it." Elena proposed, "How about we use another shiny thing and see where it goes?"

"That's an idea. But what are you going to use?" Mr. Condorcet asked.

"That's it." As she spoke, Madame Roland removed one of her earrings, put it in the palm of her hand, and stretched it out in front of the parrot.

The diamond on it sparkles with dazzling light.

"Shiny shiny! Shiny shiny! ......" Boogie called as he flaid, flailing his wings and leaping onto the palm of Madame Roland's hand. Then he picked up the diamond stud earrings and flew up.

It flapped its wings and walked through the living room, leaping over the table top and couch, to the fireplace, and then into the chimney.

Monsieur Condorcet immediately followed.

He leaned down, stuck his head in the fireplace, and looked up. Boogie was placing the stud earrings in the brick crevice on the inside of the chimney, where there was another shiny thing - a diamond ring.

It's also good that the location is not too high. When Boogie had departed, Monsieur Condorcet reached over, took off the ring and studs, and handed them back to Monsieur Rousseau and Madame Roland.