Mary's Nineteenth Century

September 28th, tomorrow will usher in Saint Michael's Day.

As the name suggests, it is a holiday honoring the Archangel Michael.

According to people's records in the "Bible", it is widely believed that Michael believes in absolute justice, and he protects the light from being eroded by darkness.

The women who met on the street discussed the special food of the festival enthusiastically, and from time to time, the maid in charge of grocery shopping could be seen walking by with a big fat goose.

"Good morning, dear Mrs. Hudson. You bought the stubble goose too. How are the oatmeal scones getting ready?"

"Good morning, Mrs. Monica. I have prepared all the ingredients and will make it in the afternoon. What about you? Last year, you were the champion of oatmeal cakes in the entire area."

Yes, stubble goose and oatmeal scones are must-have foods for celebrating St. Michael's Day.

A festival of light is approaching, and most people are looking forward to celebrating the festival of the Archangels with great interest.

However, there are always exceptions.

Old Mrs. Oliver and the maid Kenna ran out of Ben Oliver's residence as if there were evil spirits chasing after them.

The two still had to maintain their demeanor, not daring to show panicked looks.But their pale faces, rapid and restless breathing, cold sweat on their brows, and trembling legs that were about to stand unsteady certainly did not prove that something terrible had just happened.

Old Mrs. Oliver firmly held onto the hand of the maid Kenner, even the sun at twelve o'clock at noon could not dispel the chill in their hearts.

"He's here for revenge! You saw the blood-red words "Changeling" suddenly appear on the window, that's Ben's handwriting! "

Old Mrs. Oliver said in a panic, "No one in the world knows how to switch babies except you and me, but dead ghosts are different!"

Just 5 minutes ago, the two went to Ben Oliver's place together.On the surface, under the banner of cleaning up the relics, they secretly confirmed that there were no items that were harmful to them in the room.

In fact, there should be no relevant content left, after all, Ben Oliver did not know his true life experience until his death.What's more, old Oliver had already led the investigators to search the house seven days ago. If there was a real problem, it should have been exposed long ago.

Still, old Mrs. Oliver had to check to make sure her dead 'son' didn't leave the next word to catch the real killer.

Just to be careful, you have to check it several times.What is unexpected is that there is nothing wrong with the previous two checks, but today it is a hell.

At that time, the house was very quiet, making sure no one else was there.

Who would have thought that the glass windows would bleed in broad daylight!The sun was shining brightly, but the red blood wrote the secrets that should have been brought to the grave.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid he really returned to the world with the power of the devil."

Maid Kenna's hands were cold, and she couldn't feel the pain of her wrist being grabbed by Mrs. Oliver at this moment.

Kenna seemed to think of something, and took a breath, "Oh! Yes! He came back, and his strength became stronger every day. Do you remember that the clock in the hotel rental room suddenly stopped at noon the day before yesterday? And yesterday afternoon, the curtains Don't you know who tied the knot? That's all made by the devil!"

Clocks stop, which in some customs heralds imminent death.

In addition, some people believe that tying a knot in a certain space means that the dead cannot leave freely.

Therefore, clocks and knots are inevitably related to the soul.

Of course, old Mrs. Oliver would not forget those customs. In the past two days, she has been comforting herself with coincidences, and scolded the hotel waiter a lot.A clock stops because it is time to wind it.The curtains were tied in knots, some nosy maid had done the sanitation service.

However, the hotel firmly denied it.

The boss said that before every new guest checks in, the clock must be checked.The desk clock was not damaged, but it stopped suddenly for some unknown reason.

The waiters also said that they would never tie up the curtains extravagantly, and they all follow the needs of the guests.No one came in to clean the room when old Mrs. Oliver was out.

If the previous two times can be explained by accidents, but today's bloody words on the glass window are the bloody words that have pierced the deepest secret, then it is definitely not a coincidence.

"Kenna, are you sure you used the right knife when you attacked?"

Old Mrs. Oliver looked straight at the maid, "Are you sure there is a magic blood charm drawn on the knife that makes him fly away?"

"Of course, I'm sure. You saw the wound on my finger and bled me anyway."

Kenner was pretty sure she had bought two identical second-hand knives.A blood talisman was drawn and pierced into Ben Oliver's heart. After the murder, he threw it into the river outside London; the other was thrown near the coachman Peter's house, to blame others.

Why did you draw the rune that makes people go crazy, but still meet the vengeance of the undead?

Under the bright sun, old Mrs. Oliver and the maid Kenner both saw boundless terror in their eyes.They didn't want to admit that maybe Ben Oliver didn't use the power of the devil, but he asked the help of the archangel.

St. Michael's Day is approaching, which also means that the sword of the Archangel Michael, who judges evil, is hanging above the head of the wicked.

"Go home immediately, there are some holy water amulets at home."

Old Mrs. Oliver was sure she couldn't stay in London any longer, so she had to return to her country house in the suburbs immediately.

The two left in a panic, not noticing a figure across the street.

Mary watched the two fled blankly.Is the bloody writing on the glass strange?She is a gadget that prepares some chemical reagents a few minutes in advance.

Even if it is really a ghost leaving a message, why should the close relatives panic?If the relationship is good enough, you should more or less think about how to use this as a clue to find the murderer, right?

Now old Mrs. Oliver and Kenner wanted to escape.

She escaped from London, but from the fear in her heart?

The carriage is driving out of London.

"Oh! Jenny, why are you hurrying home?"

Old Oliver didn't know why his wife insisted on going back to the country house. "Ben's case has not been finalized yet. Even if you want to leave, you should greet Mr. Minton and lawyer Earson face to face. This is the proper etiquette."

Damn etiquette!

The revenge of the undead is approaching, who cares about etiquette.

Old Mrs. Oliver swallowed her angry words abruptly, and pulled out a stiff smile. "Did you forget that tomorrow is St. Michael's Day? I think we should have a good holiday, and bless Ben to go to heaven smoothly."

"That's it."

Old Oliver could not say that his wife had done anything wrong, but that she left in too much haste, and there was nothing wrong with staying in the city for the holidays.

Old Mrs. Oliver said again, "And Tony's home alone. Do you want to leave the younger boy alone for the holidays?"

"Alright alright."

Old Oliver retorted silently in his heart. Tony was not alone. There were cooks, coachmen, maids, etc. in the country house, but there was no need to say that.

The wheels rolled and raised dust.

There will not be only one carriage traveling to the outer suburbs of London.

At night, eleven o'clock.

Country house, a piece of quiet.

Unlike the feasting and feasting in the city, the lights at Oliver's country house have been turned off.

Whether it is the masters returning from their journey, or the servants who have been working all day, they are all ready to rest and go to sleep.

20 meters away from the country house, two carriages were parked.

No driver is hired, all drive by themselves.Lawyer Earson has just arrived from a small town in Scotland.

"Peter, the coachman, and Kenner, the maid, come from the same town."

This time, Erson did not continue his habit of reticence, and straight to the point spoke about the investigations he had made in the past few days. "I found residents of the town who confirmed that they knew each other 20 years ago. Later, both of them went out to make a living and rarely returned to the town."

This means that Kenna, the maid, probably knew about Peter's peanut allergies, and more likely the passenger who told the story of getting rich overnight that lured people into the casino.

Mary stayed in London for more than just a few horror stories.

"The detention center where Peter was detained has always had a specific food supplier. In that supply chain, I checked a young steward who also knew the maid Kenna for more than 20 years. You may remember that old Oliver said He had been in the bean business for a while before."

Old Oliver's family lived in Liverpool at that time, and Kenner, the maid, received the steward.

Five years ago, Oliver Sr. retired completely and moved to the outer suburbs of London.

According to the little manager's recollection, he has met Kenna several times in London in recent years.

The two are not very familiar, just chatting casually.For example, Kenner helped the hostess to buy weaving books, for example, the little steward occasionally mentioned a few words and is now responsible for providing dinner for the detention center.

"The last time the steward and Kenna met was a month ago."

Mary checked the food list given by the detention center. The food for prisoners is always rough, and the peanut bread on the dinner list will last for three months.

"The steward doesn't remember whether he mentioned the ingredients of the meal to Kenner, maybe he did, maybe he didn't. Lawyer Earson, what do you think?"

So far, how can I look at it.

A coincidence is a coincidence, can a series of coincidences exist?Will it exist in a murder case?

"I followed your advice and went to the old Mrs. Oliver's natal home. It was confirmed that her grandfather, uncle, and cousin could not eat broad beans. They had suffered from severe ischemia and passed out when they were young."

Lawyer Erson recalled his doubts before the business trip. He asked Mr. Minton in front of him, why did he quickly lock in the "Pandora Circus"?

The answer is beans.

First came the peanuts that caused Peter's death, and then came the broad beans that the old Mrs. Oliver didn't like.

It is necessary to know that there is a genetic possibility of favism, which is more common in males, and has adverse reactions after consumption, but this is rarely known now.Could Jack's illness still be accidental?

Based on this, make bold assumptions.

Suppose a person knows that broad beans have caused illnesses in relatives, even if she herself would not get sick from eating broad beans, she would not like to eat them.In addition, this person may be cautious about food, from broad beans to other beans, such as whether eating peanuts will cause serious diseases.

At this point in the investigation, the cause and effect are almost clear.

27 years ago, the deformed Jack and the healthy Ben were exchanged for each other.

27 years later, this unspeakable secret led to a murder case.

The old Mrs. Oliver and the maid Kenna planned everything, and they targeted the coachman Peter as a scapegoat, using peanut allergies to make him sick and die in prison.

Peter wasn't necessarily the one who stabbed Ben Oliver directly.He has not pleaded guilty, and whether it is the check at home or the murder weapon near his home, it may be that the real murderer took advantage of it and secretly placed it.

Mary glanced at her pocket watch, then glanced at the chimney of the villa not far away. The string tied with the rotting owl carcass should be about to break.

The chimney, through which the undead or monsters were thought to enter the interior of the dwelling.

Owl, Shakespeare in "Macbeth" called it "the bell ringer who announces death".

When a rotting owl falls from the chimney.

In the middle of the night, the body of the death bell ringer smashed into the fireplace and made a muffled sound. What effect would it cause?

Mary didn't know the exact effect, and she didn't want to rummage through the woods for another owl carcass.

I don't want to find a "C" drawn on the rotting feathers of chicken blood like the scar around Jack's ear, and I don't want to sneak up the chimney in the dark.

"what--"

A sharp cry broke the quiet midnight of the countryside. "Don't kill me. I didn't mean to stab you to death. It was Madam's order. The baby-swapping plan before the 27th cannot be revealed."

Immediately afterwards, the living room lights of old Oliver's house came on.

country crossing.

The moonlight was pale, and the shadows of the trees swayed.

Mary looked at her pocket watch and smiled at Lawyer Erson, "Well, it's 23:47. There are still 13 minutes until September 9th. Happy St. Michael's Day."

"Happy holidays to you too."

Lawyer Erson also smiled. Although it was midnight, he saw the light of the truth.

Mary still has doubts.

There is still a layer of fog on Ben Oliver. Why on earth are the people behind Professor George investing in the investigation of his death?Just because of upholding justice?