Robert heard the news from the servants, and went out to greet him, and suddenly several bigwigs were quite surprised, this imperial capital suddenly underwent a change related to his master, and he didn't know it, he pinched his wrist, it seems that his subordinates need to be rectified.

Robert methodically arranged a meeting place for a few people, and then prepared to retreat. Some things need to be known in advance and then decided, and some things can also be known afterwards and then laid out. Now is not the time for him to know. He was consciously ready to retreat, and just before he was about to leave, Peng Xiu waved at him, and he immediately approached with understanding.

"Luo, you go to the Sun Shadow and have a look. Peng Xiu instructed.

Rob nodded, and before exiting, he glanced again, and the few people sitting inside closed the door. He knew what was going on on Melson's side. According to the personnel setup over there, Sunshadow and Melson can handle it with full authority without the slightest problem, but on the contrary, the difficulty of a few people here can be as difficult as more than 20 sols. And his boss is still in the mood to pay attention to the Shadow of the Sun, the boss really cares about the Shadow of the Sun, Robert shook his head helplessly.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was indeed not so relaxed, and there was silence for a while, as if it was not known where to start.

The Earl of Reims was much more anxious than the Lord Morton, who drank tea calmly, and he couldn't help but ask.

"He's an orphan of Chambord, isn't he?" asked Morton, but his eyes were on Carmel Kamelzes as he looked at the teacup that was silently turning in his hand, and did not answer or look up.

"It's not. Morton calmly replied and took a sip of tea, seemingly extremely satisfied with the taste of the tea.

"You lied to me. Lance said incredulously.

"Since I said yes or no, you've already answered by your own standards, why are you asking me for?" Morton looked at Lance in a cold tone. "Haven't you put it down after all these years?"

"You can let it go, if you can tell me honestly, you don't remember anything that happened there, you don't remember the people you met there. I promise I won't pursue you any more, do you dare to touch your heart and swear to your god?" asked the Count of Reims solemnly.

Lance's question made Morton pause for a moment, and instead of choosing to answer, he continued to ask. "What's the point of you pursuing this? What's the point of you asking him? It's nothing more than exposing yourself to danger or exposing him to danger. ”

"I don't need your cat to cry, rat fake mercy, I want to know the truth, even if it's dead, I want to know. Lance said resolutely.

"Why haven't you grown at all for so many years, where is there any truth, the truth is that they are all dead, and it is all finished there. Morton said unceremoniously.

"What happened back then?" Peng Xiu couldn't help but interject and asked.

What Peng Xiu didn't expect was that his questioning turned out to be two people who had quarreled so much that they stopped arguing.

The room fell silent again.

The spiral staircase winds and twists upwards, supple in a form that resembles a ribbon rather than a metal. The most peculiar thing is that it rises from mid-air, and finally mid-air, and it doesn't seem to have any real meaning, and it doesn't send people anywhere that can be accommodated in the end.

"What is this? Is this a staircase? It's up, it's up, but it doesn't look like it leads to anywhere?" Crowe followed Sunshadow's gaze and saw the spiral staircase in mid-air, and asked strangely.

Sunshadow shook his head, he couldn't accurately deduce the mystery and didn't say much, but his instincts told him that it might have something to do with the treasure that Crowe had just mentioned.

"The wealth you just mentioned, as far as you know, has Thor found it?"

Crowe didn't think that the Shadow was reminding him of anything strange, and thought that he was also interested in the treasures of the Thor family, so he said mysteriously. "As far as I know, I don't think that according to Thor's character, if he finds wealth, he will definitely show it off, but it hasn't been since he lived here. ”

This reason seems to have come to a different conclusion, perhaps the wealth was required not to be made public or ostentatious, after all, Morton's discipline was very harsh. Day and night thinking of that banquet, Morton's attitude towards Thor was not like an uncle and nephew, but more like a subordinate.

"Also, this is a secret, only our sheriff knows. In the past few years, there will always be some experts who have adventured and explored treasures to come to the imperial capital, and most of these people have registered on the road, once they enter the imperial capital, we are sheriffs. We sent someone to follow us, and by coincidence, they all entered Thor's mansion. As far as we can see, most of them come in high spirits and come home disappointed. Some of them also hung up their lottery. But I heard that they were not injured by Tanbao, but were beaten. So in the past few years, fewer and fewer people are willing to come, but there are still some every year. If he finds the secret of his wealth, what else do you want these treasure seekers for?" said Crowe again, smugly.

This is indeed the exclusive secret of the sheriff, after all, the imperial capital is so big, who cares, who comes today, who leaves tomorrow, only the sheriff will care.

"So he didn't worry about what we could figure out, and he didn't have to worry about me and Uso hanging out in his mansion, which seemed to be underestimated. Sunshadow said with an eyebrow raised.

"Maybe he wants you and Viscount Uso to really find out something, and let the two of you come in and search?" Croce knew it wasn't, but still complimented awkwardly.

But Nikei didn't really care about being underestimated or angry, just talking about the actual situation flatly. He pointed to another upward passage and said to Crow. "Trouble Crowe, you can go up from here and take a look, I'm going to climb the spiral staircase. Sunshadow didn't give Crowe room to speak, and with an easy leap, he stepped onto the first floor of the spiral staircase.

Crowe stood below and glanced up helplessly, there was no way, he was the worst of the sheriffs, he couldn't jump up, he could only obey the order to go up the normal stairs on the side that was slightly blocked by Qiang.

Sunshadow stepped up the first spiral staircase, and for a moment felt a slight shaking. Although there is a column in the middle of the spiral staircase, the people are like duckweed, without a fixed lock. But that doesn't seem to make sense.

Sunshadow slowly stepped up the stairs, there were some subtle lines on the stairs, some of which were blurred, some of which were still small cracks and cracks, and some fist-sized potholes, which made Sunshadow feel a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Riying thought for a moment, and remembered that it seemed to be seen on the gate of the corner tower in the Spring Town Sword Raising Pavilion, and it was the handiwork of the Mourning Night Clan.

Could it be that in addition to making weapons and statues, they also make these objects of unknown effect?

She remembered that at that time, Mourning Night had inlaid the gold stone into a mechanism, and finally activated the small building with blood dripping, could it be that there was a similar composition on this spiral staircase?

The shadow of the sun looked carefully again, and the direction of the lines, since it was the drive, the subtle lines would eventually connect to one place.

Melson led the housekeeper swaggering towards the flower hall, which is a semi-circular ingenious structure, half of which is a transparent flower garden, and the other half is a white courtyard tea room, which seems to be for drinking tea and relaxing while enjoying the flowers, which is very comfortable and comfortable.

That sounds like a very unique statement. Melson applauded.

It was built by the hostess, the mother of Master Thor, Viscount Mary, before her death. She also loved this flower hall very much when she was alive, and often drank tea and enjoyed flowers here. It used to be deserted for a while. But after moving back from Master Saul, the restoration began. The butler said with nostalgia. He is an old servant of the family, who has dedicated his life to this family, witnessed the life of Mary, and came to take care of Saul, and is proud of the appreciation and honor of others for this mansion. At this time, he faced Melson, and he had a good face. After all, this high-ranking nobleman had just besieged their mansion with a strong posture.

There are also florists in the flower hall, carefully pruning the flower branches, and when they see the two coming, they salute one after another.

"Viscount Uso, whoever it is biting the root of your tongue with you is nonsense. Master Sol won't hide anything in the flower hall, and I think you're just going to have to visit. The butler followed into the flower hall, and when he saw Melson looking around, he said again with displeasure.

Melson was indifferent to either the introduction of the butler or the butler's complaints, and he didn't want to deal with an old man. He looked around slowly, in fact, the flower hall was very open and unobstructed, and it was clear at a glance that there was indeed no place to hide things or people, unless they were buried in the ground. Just as he was about to take another look and leave, and go to look for the Shadow first, he saw a few gardeners who had just saluted, and several gardeners who had gone to work suddenly approached each other, crouching in the corner, and did not know what they were saying, and he suddenly became different, and walked straight towards them.

In the corners, there are large patches of red Althea (marshmallow medicinalis), which bloom very brightly. In the center, there are a few of them, but there are signs of breaking.

"What do you guys do with the waste? If Master Thor knows, I'll have to peel you off. The butler came to see it and rebuked him angrily.

Several gardeners bowed their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

Melson, however, noticed something strange in the cracks of the broken flowers, and the soil under the flowers was darker than the others, and slightly bulged, as if he had been buried in his heart.

"You've been turning over dirt lately?" said Melson, asking a few of the gardeners.

"Don't answer your questions yet. The butler scolded.

"Lord Hui didn't make medicine marshmlows, although it is not difficult to serve, but it is not possible to break the ground casually in the flowering season, we know that the young master has been carefully serving, yesterday was fine, but today I don't know why it's like this. A gardener replied aggrievedly.

"Peel up the dirt and let me see. Melson commanded.

"This—" The gardeners looked at the butler with a look of embarrassment.

"Your Excellency Uso, what are you going to do with those flowers? Don't toss them to death, my young master is going to be angry. The butler said disapprovingly.

"I said that if you pick it up, you can pick it up, what nonsense? Just pull a few broken flowers, and then I'll be responsible for killing it, who will let you talk more, hurry up." Melson said a little impatiently.

The butler didn't dare to offend Melson, so he nodded helplessly.

Several gardeners stretched out their arms and carefully began to stir the soil beneath the broken flowers. A few shovels of brown earth were swept away, revealing not gold or roots, but a handful of what appeared to be a woman's dress.

The purple corner of the dress was the dress Suzanne had worn on the day of her disappearance, and Melson's eyes widened with war.