Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 203 202 Like a Shadow
This woman has a secret.

Feng Xiuhu became more and more interested in the Duke's wife.

In the shadows, Feng Xiuhu followed her closely, walking through several corridors in the Duke's Mansion, climbing several stairs, and finally arriving at the bedroom.

The Duke's wife entered the cloakroom first.

Feng Xiuhu guessed that she might want to change clothes. When he was considering whether to cover his eyes, he saw the Duke's wife pull out a Western low-cut dress from the closet, turn around and sit in front of the dressing table again.

The Duke's wife opened the drawer and took out a palm-sized bill from it, which looked like a receipt for buying clothes.

Then, Feng Xiuhu saw her reaching out to a small glass bottle on the dressing table, which looked like some kind of cosmetics.

The Duke's wife picked up the small brush from the bottle mouth, dipped it in the bottle, and began to write on the back of the bill.

【Tomorrow afternoon, Modern Tea House.】

Feng Xiuhu knew this place. It was the teahouse located at the junction of the factory area and the port area. Hollis Wu and Yu Duanhun had negotiated here last time. At that time, one of them drank tea and the other drank coffee.

After writing a few numbers, the Duke's wife blew lightly with her lips, and the words quickly disappeared.

She beckoned over a maid and handed over the skirt and the receipt. "The cuffs are too tight. Please alter them."

The maid took the things and nodded in response.

Seeing that the maid was about to leave, Feng Xiuhu didn't have time to think about it. He quickly slipped into the maid's shadow again.

The maidservant left the Duke's Mansion in a hurry without saying a word. Even the Duke's personal guards at the door did not question her and watched her get on the carriage of the Duke's Mansion.

Feng Xiuhu observed the two maids following the Duke's wife for a long time in the carriage. From their gestures, he could tell that they were also martial artists, but he didn't know whether they were cultivators or not.

As the carriage stopped, the maid lifted the curtain and jumped out.

Feng Xiuhu also saw clearly where he was.

The sign clearly read - Old William's Tailor Shop.

You old William with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a foreigner, is actually a lackey working for the Duchess's wife.

Feng Xiuhu cursed inwardly and followed the maid into the store.

As soon as he saw the maid, old William knew her purpose. He stepped forward and took the long skirt.

The maid said, "The cuffs are too tight."

Old William nodded in response, then skillfully pulled the bill out from under his skirt.

There was no need for a maid here anymore, so she turned around and prepared to go back. Feng Xiuhu hesitated for two seconds and finally decided to stay and see what old William was going to do next.

So when the maid turned around, he slipped into old William's shadow.

The shadow was extremely difficult to notice and moved extremely fast, but because of the two seconds of hesitation, there was still a fleeting gap.

"Ok?"

Unexpectedly, Old William suddenly became alert and looked down at his feet.

His eyes were looking straight at him, and Feng Xiuhu seemed to feel that Old William had seen him.

Hearing the sound, the maid who had already walked to the door turned around and asked: "What's wrong?"

Old William ignored her and continued to recite: "Nothing can escape the prying eye."

A faint light flashed in his eyes. After staring at the shadow for a moment, he carefully observed every corner of the store.

After a while, he finally let go of his worry and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay, I was wrong."

The maid nodded and left.

The frightened Feng Xiuhu leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.

This old foreigner is actually from the Church of Night!
No wonder he's so sensitive to shadows.

Why didn’t old William discover Feng Xiuhu?
Because Feng Xiuhu was in a hurry just now, she had a sudden thought and accidentally walked into the dressing mirror.

At this moment, he was no longer a dark shadow, but his original image. Feng Xiuhu had never thought beforehand that the mirror would form a world of its own.

But there was no time for a detailed exploration right now, so Feng Xiuhu decided to go back and study it slowly. After Old William relaxed his guard and went into the inner room, Feng Xiuhu carefully emerged from the mirror again and groped his way inside, following the shadows along the wall.

As soon as Feng Xiuhu stuck his head out from under the door, he saw Old William put the bill and a pair of leather gloves into a wooden box.

He said to his apprentice, "Send it as soon as possible, to the same place."

The apprentice put down his work and walked out holding the box.

In order to avoid trouble, Feng Xiuhu felt that it was not advisable to stay here for long, so he took the opportunity to crawl into the shadow of the apprentice's feet.

The apprentice did not take a rickshaw, but jogged all the way to the entrance of the upper city.

Only after he identified himself as someone from Old William's tailor shop did the police let him go.

After entering the upper city, the apprentice started running again - Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but suspect that Old William took him in as an apprentice simply because he could run fast.

He ran for half an hour without taking a break.

Feng Xiuhu's magic power was almost at its limit, but the apprentice finally arrived at the destination.

This is a Western-style building, similar in style to the one where Xiong Guiyuan lives, but obviously larger and more luxurious - and closer to the cathedral.

The butler opened the door and handed the wooden box to the apprentice.

Feng Xiuhu also changed his target and followed the housekeeper into the house.

The housekeeper walked through the corridor and came to the living room, and Feng Xiuhu finally saw who the owner of this place was.

"Sir, the lambskin gloves you ordered at Old William's tailor shop have arrived."

On the sofa in front of the fireplace, Konate Chen, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and raised his hand, saying, "Bring it here."

The butler stepped forward respectfully and presented the wooden box with both hands.

Konate Chen raised his hand to send the butler away.

After the butler left, he opened the box, threw the sheepskin gloves aside, and pulled out the bills underneath.

Konate Chen unfolded the bill and held it in front of the fireplace to dry.

Gradually, the handwriting of the Duke's wife appeared.

"Modern Tea House..."

A sweet smile flashed through Konate Chen's eyes. He couldn't help but whisper to himself, "Madam, you are always so considerate. You knew I was going to enter the Holy Church tomorrow, and you even chose a place close to me."

The flames in the fireplace flickered, causing the shadow of the sofa to sway slightly.

……

After getting the answer he wanted, Feng Xiuhu retreated.

He has borrowed the power of shadow for long enough today, and he will not be able to hold on any longer.

At the same time, he also noticed one thing - when borrowing the power of shadow during the day, the consumption of mana was obviously faster than at night.

After returning to the house on Bibo Street, Feng Xiuhu went straight into Shunzi's room without disturbing anyone.

Everything in the house was the same as usual. Apparently, the news of Feng Xiuhu's "death" today had not yet arrived.

In the side room, Shunzi was sleeping soundly.

He had fought fiercely last night and before he had a chance to rest, he was taken to the cathedral by Kalus to formally enroll in the Divine Guard. He finally finished his work in the afternoon and returned home to catch up on his sleep.

Feng Xiuhu didn't disturb him. She sat on the edge of the bed, chin in her hand, thinking.

At least now it is certain that the one who has always wanted to kill him is Konate Chen.

This foreign old man was so bold that he actually had an affair with the Duke's wife, so it is not ruled out that the one who really wanted to kill Feng Xiuhu was the Duke's wife.

And that old William was the mouthpiece between the two of them, but considering that he was also a cultivator, he might have helped do other dirty work as well.

But what Feng Xiuhu couldn't understand was that he and the Duke's wife had never had any intersection, let alone any hatred, so why would the Duke's wife want to kill him?
(End of this chapter)