The porter helped them put away their luggage, and Markovsky took out a silver coin and said:

"I'm sorry, please have a drink."

"Thanks, Mr. Markovsky, won't you have a drink with me?"

Markovsky looked up in surprise and saw Shirakuro carrying the silver coin in his hand.

"You...... How could you ......?"

"Haha, Mr. Detective, ten days of reunion are really unforgettable for me, how can I not send them off when I leave? That's the least politeness! Ah, Mr. Markovsky, do you need anything else? Cigarettes, matches...... By the way, I'm going to buy you an evening newspaper with a feature report on your big gem case, which can add a glorious touch to your detective collection. ”

"Ah, you're kidding again, the car is going to drive, we'll have a date later, take care!"

Bai Lang jumped out of the car and said to the people in the car: "Mr. Bunin, take care of your arm, I will write to greet the two of you, if you two want to reply, just send a postcard, just indicate that Dongzhou Bai Lang will accept it." ”

The train was moving away, and Shirarou stood on the platform, watching the train go away.

Markovsky and Bunin sat by the fireplace, their feet close to the stove to keep warm, and the wood in the stove was burning loudly.

The battle with Shirarou has been over for a long time, and the two of them are at Markovsky's house, chatting if they have nothing to do.

The weather is bad these days, the sky is always overcast and drizzling from time to time, and today it is even colder than the previous days.

Markovsky habitually took a few puffs of his pipe, and when the tobacco was burned out, he filled it with a new one, struck a match, lit it, smoked a few puffs, and slowly exhaled purple smoke.

There was nothing to do for a while, and the two of them had a sense of loss when they lost their tension when they were fighting, and the continuous rain made people feel even more depressed. Alas, this nasty rainy day, hate the quiet, they seem to be no longer accustomed to the usual peaceful life, eager to plunge into a new adventure, so every day looking at the gloomy sky and sparsely pedestrian streets, I am afraid that all the organs will be moldy.

"Alas, life is too quiet, it's a pity that we don't belong to this peaceful environment, I hope there will be an earth-shattering case, otherwise we will all be useless heroes."

Bunin was whining, his arm injury had healed, and his face was much better, but on a rainy day, his wound still hurt faintly. But that didn't dampen his passion for adventure.

Markovsky was silent, concentrating on swallowing the clouds.

The small room smelled of tobacco.

Bunin sat in front of the window, looking out at the wet street. A carriage passed, and another came, and Bunin wrote down their license plate numbers. He's just idle and boring, and he doesn't have much purpose. Since being a close friend and assistant of Markovsky, Bunin has naturally developed this habit.

"I guess the postman is coming."

Sure enough, there was a knock at the door, and when I opened the door, it was the postman who brought them two registered letters, and after Markovsky signed for it, he opened the first one, looked at it, and a smile appeared on his bitter face

"Bunin, we've got something to do." He handed the letter to Bunin.

"Oh, is that good news?"

"Well, that's a funny thing."

Bunin reads:

Mr. Markovsky's Advice:

Allow me to take the liberty of asking you for help, the security of our house has been greatly troubled by a major theft, and I look forward to your visit to our house to help solve this case.

If you agree, we would appreciate it, and attach a newspaper clip about the theft to help you understand the case, and if you promise to help, you can use our house to start the work. The check in the letter has been signed, please fill in the required fee freely and can be picked up at any time.

I am eager to give a telegram in return.

Dongzhou Wanfu Street Fu Kemu respectfully

"How about it, Bunin, this time I went to Dongzhou for sightseeing, and by the way, I didn't have a chance to go out since I competed with Bai Lang. This check is not too important.

Markovsky tore up the check and threw it into the paper basket. He opened the second letter, looked at it and changed his face, crumpled it viciously, and threw it on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Bunin was amazed at how Markovsky had changed so quickly. He picked up the letter on the ground and smoothed it out:

Mr. Markovsky:

I have 120,000 respect for you, and I therefore beg you not to meddle in the case entrusted to you this time.

There are many troubles in this case, and once you intervene, the more messy and messy it gets, and finally it is out of control. The most important thing is that your reputation will suffer and you will be left to be laughed at. I can't bear to see you sink into it and make a mess and tarnish your reputation for the rest of your life, so I would like to write to you that you should leisurely bake the fire in front of the closet, and chat freely, and don't come here to suffer, and ask Mr. Bunin on your behalf.

White Lang

"It turned out to be a letter from Bai Lang, it seems that this time it has something to do with him, maybe he did it again, he guessed that the owner would invite us to go out, so he wrote a letter in advance to block it. He's afraid you'll expose his tricks. ”

"No, nothing can change Bai Lang's will, and he didn't take me seriously, so he wrote this insulting letter, he used the method of agitation, and wanted to lure me to Dongzhou to compete again, in other words, he wanted to avenge that one-arrow revenge, and he gave a challenge, I won't hang up the battle card."

Markovsky told the servant to pack his belongings at once and set off immediately.

"Markovsky, are you going to deal with the covenant of Kemu, or are you going to fight Bailang?"

"Probably more of the latter."

"Please let me go with you."

"No, you still need to recuperate at home for a while, in case you hurt this arm again, it won't be easy."

"No, I can't leave you, let's share the hardships, with you can always save the day." "Well, let's go together and prove to Hakuro that Markovsky is not afraid of challenges."

That afternoon, the two boarded the boat in Beigang and took the ferry to Dongzhou Beigang. The journey was calm and peaceful. Then board the express train to Tung Chau from Beigang. Markovsky slept for three hours, while Bunin sat in the seat by the door, not knowing what to think. When he woke up, Markovsky felt refreshed and refreshed, and he couldn't help but rub his hands excitedly at the thought of having another contest with Shirakuro.

Bunin was also excited when he saw Markovsky's appearance, and both of them were stirred by a kind of vigorous fighting spirit to move forward.

When the train arrived at Dongzhou Station, the two of them put on their coats and got off the train with suitcases. Leaving the station gate, Markovsky took a deep breath.

"Ah, Bunin, look, what a bright sunshine, smell the intoxicating air of Dongzhou again, we are back again."

"It's so lively on the street!"

"It's better to be lively and mingle in the crowd so that you don't attract attention. Maybe Bai Lang didn't expect us to set foot on the streets of Dongzhou so soon, right?"