Chapter 81: The Detective Who Came to the Door
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By the time Rosie returned to her rented house, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
As soon as he teleported out of the fireplace, he saw Sammy standing on the south ledge, not knowing what he was looking at.
"Sammy, what are you looking at? So fascinating? β
Seeing that she didn't realize that she was coming back, Rosie stepped forward with some amusement.
"Master? You're back! β
Sammy looked back in surprise, then pointed to a tall thin young man in a tall felt hat who was wandering outside the courtyard and said, "I'm looking at that Muggle, he's been around the neighborhood several times in the afternoon, and he doesn't know what he's looking for." β
Huh? Isn't that Mr. Holmes?
Rosie recognized the young man's identity at a glance, didn't he come for me?
Turning this thought in her heart, she walked out of the room quickly, opened the courtyard door and greeted:
"Mr. Holmes?"
Hearing Rossi's voice, Sherlock turned around with a puzzled and abrupt expression on his face.
"Your house is enchanted?"
"Huh?"
Rosie, who was walking towards Sherlock, looked back in surprise, and saw that the three-story building was located there, and she didn't see any difference.
"I mean, it affects people's consciousness and makes people turn a blind eye?" Sherlock explained.
At this time, Sammy, who was following behind Rossi, said timidly: "Isn't it a matter of course that a wizard's house can be shielded from Muggles?" β
Is it a Muggle banishment charm?
Hearing Sammy's words, Rosie immediately reacted.
So that's it!
"I see."
Sherlock bowed slightly, and then said directly, "Miss Rosie, I have something I want to ask you for help with, I wonder if you have time lately?" β
Belch...... He was really looking for me.
The light of his eyes met Sherlock's piercing eyes for two seconds, and Rossi leaned sideways to invite:
"Mr. Holmes, let's go into the house and talk."
Returning to her room and sitting down on the couch, she said in a calm voice to Sherlock, who was looking curiously at the room:
"Mr. Holmes, can you tell me what it is?"
She added calmly, "If it's particularly dangerous, I can help you report it to the Ministry of Magic, or introduce some stronger people to help you." β
Sherlock didn't answer immediately, and after a dozen seconds of silence, he said slowly:
"Not long ago, I assisted the correctional authorities in handling a case."
"There wasn't much of a problem with the case itself, but I found out about it when I searched the evidence at the prisoner's house......"
He pulled out a black-and-white photograph from his jacket pocket and placed it on the coffee table, showing a beautiful lady standing in front of an old castle with a big smile.
Not...... A picture of a beautiful woman?
Rosie glanced at it and was about to raise his eyes to ask, but heard Sherlock continue:
"This is Madame Margaret, the most famous lady, courtesan in Brantania a few years ago."
"Not long ago, her coachman went to the correctional authorities to report that she and her servants had disappeared with the castle when they were invited to visit it......
Go to a castle and disappear with it......
Not...... How does it sound like an inexplicable sense of immediacy?
Rosie was reminiscing in his heart, when he heard a prompt from the system:
"Clues Found: Clues to the Mysterious Disappearance of Hayley GrΓ©gory."
The mysterious disappearance of Hayley Gregory is one of the headless cases that Rosie brushed up after reading the pile of information in the Auror office.
Glancing at the indefinite quest on the quest panel, she subconsciously pronounced its name:
"The ...... of the Mysterious Disappearance of Hayley Gregory"
"Hayley Gregory?"
It was clear that he was talking about Margaret, but Rosie suddenly came up with another name, which surprised Sherlock.
"Well, this is a case more than a hundred years ago, and Hayley GrΓ©gori's identity background is very similar to this Margaret, the same trip to a castle, and the same disappear with the castle."
Rosie muttered and took over the topic, "And the person who called the police is also her coachman, according to the information, the coachman escaped because he slept in the carriage and did not enter the castle.
Because of the lady's special status, the Ministry of Magic had set out to investigate the case. But in the end, no clues were found. β
"That's not a special case......
Sherlock unconsciously tapped his fingers on the armrest of the couch, and after a moment, he collected his thoughts and said, "Miss Rosie, I would like to ask you to assist me in investigating this case, no, more accurately, to act as my assistant. β
As an assistant to you, investigating the case?
Not...... This task is obviously a high risk!
Isn't there often that kind of episode, where the person investigating the disappearance case also disappeared because of the case?
And I just escaped death from the dungeon, and I immediately have a mission sent to the door? That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?
Give up! Give up!
"Sorry, I don't have time."
Mixed thoughts flashed through his mind, and Rosie, who blurted out, felt that he had refused too simply, so he embarrassedly picked up the water cup and took a sip, "By the way, since you found this when you were helping the disciplinary agency deal with the case, why don't you find someone from the disciplinary agency to investigate with you?" β
"Actually, I can tell if Mrs. Margaret told me about this picture, or if a friend from the corrections agency told me, but they don't seem to have any intention of investigating the case."
"Uh...... They don't want to investigate the case, and that's normal. β
Rosie put down the glass of water in his hand, and his gaze paused for a moment on Lady Margaret's photo, "This case is very likely to be the same as the mysterious disappearance of Hayley Gregory, but the Ministry of Magic concluded that the castle was hidden by the Cruelty Loyalty Curse, and there was no way to investigate, only prevention." β
"Prevention?" Sherlock tapped his finger on the photo, "This is the result of prevention?" β
Rosie spread his hands helplessly:
"Because of the establishment of the Punishment Agency, many things that used to be under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic are now taken over by the Punishment Agency, eh...... You should understand that the transfer of jurisdiction between the two powers cannot be exhaustive. But either way, the case is almost impossible to solve. β
"Okay!"
Sherlock let out a long sigh.
Although he was sighing, from his eyes, Rossi did not see the slightest intention to give up.
I saw that he reluctantly picked up the photo, put the tall felt hat on his armpit and bowed, and then turned around to leave.
At this time, Rossi inadvertently saw a string of text written on the back of the photo:
Seit Castle, Newcastle, London, England.
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London?
Isn't it only in the dungeon that?
Didn't the vanishing castle be hidden by the Curse of Brave Loyalty?
Could it be that inside and outside the copy, there is not only a simple parallel space relationship, but also a deeper entanglement?
A flash of doubt flashed through Rosie's mind, and by this time, Sherlock had already walked out of the room.
(End of chapter)