industrial lord

Chapter 582 Beware of Conspiracy
After dinner, Aleppe reported in the study: "Sir, we have visited the former neighbors and related personnel of the Rey family and got a strange news."

"Before the fire, there was a cook in the Rey family's home. She happened to be back in the countryside to attend her son's wedding on the day of the fire and escaped the disaster."

"She also remembered that the day before the fire, Miss Billie Rey started to have her teeth replaced and lost her first tooth, and Mrs. Rey asked the kitchen to prepare soft dishes."

"After being rescued, Miss Rey recuperated at Mrs. Rey's home. Five days later, the cook got the news and rushed back from the countryside to meet Miss Rey."

"At that time, Miss Rey's face was burned and she had put some medicine on it. When the cook talked to her, she found that her teeth were intact."

"At that time, Mrs. Rey's family had their own servants, so the cook went to work for someone else's family."

Frederick frowned and asked, "Was Miss Rey sent directly to her uncle's house at that time?"

Aleppe replied: "At that time, the neighbors took Miss Rey to a nearby church in a horse-drawn carriage. The bishop gave her preliminary treatment. Later, Miss Rey's uncle said that they could contact the Holy City to get medicine that would not leave scars, so they took her back."

Frederick frowned, tapping his fingers on the desk, and said slowly: "In other words, Miss Rey may have been replaced by someone else, otherwise it can't explain why her teeth grow so fast."

Aleppe replied: “It is possible.”

Frederick added: "There is another key question."

"You kill people all the time, so you should know that killing people is easy, but dealing with bodies is difficult."

Aleppe nodded. It was easy to deal with corpses in the wild, but difficult in the city.

If the body is to be carried out of the city, it needs to go through some people, and these people may not be reliable. They might get drunk and let something slip one day.

"It is very likely that the body is in the garden," said Aleppe. "I have helped to dig graves many times before."

It was common to dig up the ground in a garden, and it would be difficult to be discovered if a corpse was sold.

Frederick closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "I will write a letter and you can take it and give it to someone in person."

Aleppo saw Frederick start writing a letter and asked curiously, "Who are you looking for help?"

As Frederick wrote, he said, "There is a contestant in the real sword competition who is wearing very old full-body plate armor and a barrel helmet. Give the letter to him."

"How are the other members of Bili's family investigating?"

Aleppe was a little curious about the true identity of the man in plate armor, but Frederick knew he shouldn't ask more questions when he changed the subject, so he replied, "I've investigated it."

"She has a housekeeper, two maids, a cook, a gardener, and a coachman."

"The cook, the gardener, and the coachman are all from the country, and there is no sign of any problem at present."

"The two maids were originally the daughters of a merchant. After the merchant went bankrupt, he sold them to an old widow and disappeared with the money."

"The widow's husband was a well-known tailor. Many years ago, some criminals killed him and his son when they robbed the tailor shop."

"The widow had some savings and could earn money by mending silk clothes, so she bought two girls and adopted them to support her in her old age."

"The widow taught the two girls the craft of tailoring. After she passed away a few years ago, the girls first did sewing work, and later, with the introduction of others, they went to work as maids in the Rey family."

"That housekeeper only showed up two years ago. Although she tried her best to hide her accent, you could still tell she was from Citrus Island."

Aleppo knew the relationship between Frederick and Citrus Island and did not say much.

Frederick raised his eyebrows. Is he his master's wife's man, or someone who escaped when his master's wife swept through the gangs on the island?
He thought for a moment and said, "I'll send a telegram to ask."

This was a simple matter. He just needed to ask his mistress if the man was from the Black Claw Gang. He could even send a telegram in plain text. Frederick wrote the letter and telegram and asked Aleppe to send it off.

At the same time, a bar in the city was bustling with activity.

This morning, Stone defeated Baron Pioli, who was the favorite to win the championship, which greatly increased his reputation.

In the bar that Shitou often went to, Boli prepared a large piece of top-quality venison for him. The proprietress helped to stew it with potatoes and red tomatoes. The boss also gave Shitou a barrel of precious garlic beer.

A small half of the regular customers of this pub are from the Polly's butcher shop, the rest are fishmongers, restaurant owners and other people in the catering industry, and a few are nearby residents or occasional guests.

A fishmonger said with a smile: "Shitou, when you win the championship, can you help me draw a picture with a fish in your hand? I will give you ten ores!"

The boss of the sausage shop next door immediately said, "Draw me a picture of a man holding a few strings of sausages, which is much better than holding salted fish."

Someone immediately said, "Oh, what do you want Paulie to do? Ask him to say to the stone, 'Sir, can you hold a pig as a model?'"

There was a burst of laughter in the pub.

The fishmonger shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Shitou won't hug Boli's pig, he will only hug Boli's sister."

The laughter in the pub became more cheerful, only Paulie's face looked a little dark.

Shitou just smiled and ate. He finished the venison and potatoes first, then poured in the barley rice, stirred it evenly, and ate it slowly, taking a big sip of garlic beer from time to time.

He didn't like the taste of garlic beer at first, but when he heard that it was liked by the nobles, and thought about his future life, he had no choice but to adapt to it.

A stranger was sitting in the corner of the tavern, watching everything happening around him with interest.

The people in the tavern began to help Shitou imagine his and Adele's happy future life. Boli was too lazy to play with them, so he went over to chat with the stranger.

"Hello, my name is Boli, I'm a butcher." Boli introduced himself, "What's your name? I see you here often recently."

The guest replied: "My name is Ludovico, I am a writer from Fira."

"Oh!" Boli suddenly became nervous, "It turns out to be Master Ludovico. Please forgive my rudeness."

Nowadays, those who can become writers are all well-educated people, either rich or noble. Butchers may have prestige among the people, but once they are on the table of power, they are just meat on the chopping board.

Ludovico picked up his glass and clinked it with Pauli's, took a sip of sage beer, and said, "Don't be nervous, just treat me as a small merchant passing by."

Polly nodded immediately, took a sip of the orange wine, and clinked glasses with him cautiously.

Ludovico clinked glasses with him and took a sip, then asked, "Did that gentleman win the game today?"

Boli said happily: "Yes, Shitou defeated the player that everyone thought would win the championship today."

He then told the story of the stone in detail. He had great ambitions since he was young, but after working he found out that he had to hand over a portion of his income to his superiors, he lost his passion and just lived a day-to-day life. Not long ago, he met love and regained his fighting spirit to participate in the real sword competition, and in the first game he defeated the most popular opponent cleanly.

There was also the feud and bet between Shi Tou and the arena's head coach, which Boli also talked about.

Ludovico slammed the table and said, "So this is what everyone was talking about today, that handstand... um, I can't explain it here... "

After he finished speaking, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he said to Boli seriously, "Remind that gentleman that his enemies will definitely not give up, so he should be careful of all kinds of conspiracies."

(End of this chapter)