marvelous rosaline

08

Two hours ago, in a small town in New York State.

"Wow." Tiago's eyes widened.

"Wow!" Rosalin was amazed.

"..."

Moran supported his forehead from the side.

Mrs. Aurora got out of the car one step later, and looked at the two young people who seemed to be here for sightseeing, and couldn't help laughing: "I thought you, as detectives, should be well-informed."

That's true.

In Europe, it's not like Rosalin has never seen castles, palaces, and the murders and conspiracy that took place there.But this doesn't mean that there will be no disturbances when she comes to the Romano family's estate.

The manor located on the outskirts of a quiet town is peaceful and full of vitality. Mrs. Aurora's vehicle slowly stopped in front of the stairs of the manor building, and a neatly dressed middle-aged man came down: "Mrs. Aurora, Mr. Romano has been waiting for a long time gone."

Mrs. Aurora introduced kindly: "This is Maroni, Mr. Romano's right-hand man. Maroni, this is Miss Rosalind Poirot and her friend."

The middle-aged man politely extended his right hand and greeted in strong Italian English: "I've heard it before, Miss Poirot."

Rosalin blinked.

There is no image or scene more like the scene of "The Godfather" than this!

"Come on, boys."

Mrs. Aurora opened her long legs: "Don't keep Mr. Romano waiting."

She took the three of them to the reception room.

All this was very new to Rosalin: she had never been in contact with such an orthodox gang as the Romano family.

In the reception room, Rosalin watched everything curiously.

The reception room with strong American decoration style is spacious and bright. Although the windows are open, the main color of red and green makes the indoor atmosphere extremely deep.The air smells faintly of incense and stale cigars, and…

Um, a familiar smell.

Rosalin sniffed lightly, and then took steps towards this inexplicable smell.

She walked to the heavy antique mahogany cabinet in the reception room, and stretched out her hand to open the cabinet door, which startled both Thiago and Moran.The two youths stretched out their hands almost at the same time: "Don't move!"

"--It's ok."

On the contrary, it was an old voice that made Rosalin's boldly outstretched hand shrink back.

Rosalin turned her head and saw Mrs. Aurora pushing a wheelchair into the living room slowly.

Sitting in a wheelchair was an old, sick man with clear eyes.

He was leaning on a wheelchair, and even though his legs were covered with blankets, Rosalin could tell that his legs were atrophied due to years of paralysis.The old gentleman smelled musty of bedsores, but at the same time he smelled faintly of alcohol, cheap gin at that.

In Europe, only young dockworkers drink this cheap gin.They tend to be strong and vigorous.

interesting.

Rosalin turned her head to the side: two scents symbolizing oldness and vitality appeared on one person at the same time.

"Good day." Rosalin said in her crisp voice, "Mr. Romano."

The old man in the wheelchair laughed.

He slowly raised his hand and waved it, signaling Mrs. Aurora not to assist him.

Mr. Romano steered the wheelchair by himself, and came to a position only three steps away from Rosalind.

"What do you think is in this cabinet?" he asked.

"Um……"

Rosalin sniffed the faint scent from the edge of the cabinet again: "It's the essence."

Mr. Romano: "Oh?"

Rosalind: "No alcohol and oil, pure natural essence. Let me think about where I smell it...Is it from Egypt?"

Mr. Romano: "You can open the cabinet and verify for yourself."

Rosalin immediately turned her head and looked at Thiago and Moran as if showing off.

look!This is not something she just messed around with.

The young girl opened the cabinet as if she had won a battle, her eyes paused, and she immediately found the shadow of Egyptian essence in it.

"Sure enough, it's from Egypt!" she said.

"This is what your family sent me."

"My mother gave it to you?"

"Do not."

Mr. Romano said with a smile: "It's your grandfather. He bought some souvenirs when he disembarked on the Nile River for vacation. When he came to visit me in New York, he dropped by and took them as gifts."

Rosalind: "Ah..."

It was she who went into a misunderstanding.

Mrs. Aurora had said that Mr. Romano would like to meet her because her surname was Poirot.In New York, Rosalind took it for granted that Mr. Romano was her mother's old acquaintance.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Romano's friend turned out to be grandfather!

It's not surprising that Mr. Romano is not much older than his grandfather, so they should be the same age.

"The grandpa's presents are a bit perfunctory." Rosalin said honestly, "These fragrances are everywhere in the streets of Egypt."

"..."

Mr. Romano laughed out loud.

When the old man laughed, his lungs roared like pulling the wind, which shows that he was also a smoker when he was young.Mr. Romano couldn't stop coughing with a smile, and Mrs. Aurora was so frightened that she hurriedly brought a water glass.

But he just shook his head and looked at Rosalind with loving eyes: "That's what I said to Poirot back then!"

Really?

However, if you don't like it, Mr. Romano still treasures the cheap souvenirs given by his grandfather.

It can be seen that the relationship between the two should be good.

"I didn't expect Poirot's grandson to be so big."

Mr. Romano looked Rosalin up and down, and said with emotion: "I heard from Aurora that you are also a well-known rising singing star in New York."

"Thank you."

Rosalin never knew how to write the word modest: "I think Mrs. Aurora told you why I came, sir."

The old man in the wheelchair said with a smile, "Just like your grandfather, he has a quick temper when it comes to cases."

Rosalind: "But really—"

Mr. Romano: "Why didn't Poirot come for such a big event?"

Rosalind paused.

It seemed that Mrs. Aurora had told Mr. Romano all about it.

Logically speaking, grandpa should come.

Although the possibility of mother still alive is slim, her important relics are left in New York. If grandpa finds out, he will definitely come.Now there is only one reason why grandpa didn't come, that is, Rosalin didn't explain to grandpa.

She didn't tell her grandma either, Rosalin just told them that "my mother's old friend has a case and wants to find her".

When the old gentleman asked, Rosalin felt guilty for no reason.

Why didn't you tell grandpa and grandma?

Rosalin herself didn't have an aboveboard reason, she just felt that everything about her mother came from her elders since she was a child.All her contact with her mother is separated by others.

Only the letter from Frank Kutch gave me a direct connection with my mother.

So she wants to handle it herself.

"Oedipus."

Therefore, Rosalin did not take Mr. Romano's words: "You hid him, sir. And he should have clues about my mother. Since you are my grandfather's friend, you should understand my urgency."

The smile on Mr. Romano's face faded.

But he didn't get angry, nor did he directly refuse.

"of course."

Mr. Romano spoke slowly: "It's just that I don't understand, son, why are you surrounded by people from James Moriarty?"

After speaking, old Fabio Romano looked at Sebastian Moran by the door.

When he looked at each other, he didn't have the attitude of a kind old man at all.The old man in the wheelchair is old and aged, but the gaze still belongs to a decisive gang godfather.

But Moran just snorted softly.

"The professor sent me here to protect Rosalind Poirot's safety and to assist her in retrieving the manuscript."

Moran said coldly: "I'm not Ananxi, and I'm not interested in that childish game of favor."

Mr. Romano: "It was you who made him Oedipus."

Moran: "What?"

The old man's tone was extremely heavy: "You are from Moriarty, you should understand what I mean."

Moran frowned.

After some riddles were typed out, Mr. Romano stopped talking to Moran.

He just looked at Rosalind.

"If you came alone, boy, I'd give you the Oedipus clue." Mr. Romano said, "But you brought Moriarty's men, and I have to think about it. Please think about it too." one time."

The implication is that now that Moran is kicked out of the team, Mr. Romano is still willing to help her.

But well—

Kick him out, won't Moran follow?

Walking beside her openly, at least Rosalin can guarantee that he will not put a sniper in a corner.

So Rosalin just shook her head.

The old man in the wheelchair sighed faintly.

"Then please find a man named 'Mule', who also has clues to Oedipus. If you can persuade him, it is another way out." Mr. Romano said.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, kid."

When the words fell to the ground, the serious and deep godfather turned back into that kind old man.

"I heard you live in the detective agency?" he asked.

"Ah."

"How can that work! I know the conditions of your detective agency."

Mr. Romano ordered to Mrs. Aurora: "Send a bed to the girl's home, beautiful clothes and perfume. Does she have heating? If there is no heating, send a heater, as well as a wardrobe and a lamp. And the sofa, I think it's still—”

Thiago interjected tremblingly: "Sir, our detective agency may not be able to let it go."

Mrs. Aurora smiled and said, "I'll take care of it, Mr. Romano."

The old man had no choice but to nod: "Take care of Rosalin."

He looked at Thiago again: "You are better than that killer, don't let her be wronged."

Thiago nodded frantically.

What else can he say?Thiago has long discovered that Rosalind has a special relationship with elders - Miranda and Sam, Professor Moriarty, and even Mr. Holmes.Now, let's add the godfather of the Romano family.

Maybe this is the child that the old people love in the legend, Thiago couldn't help but slander.

After some conversation, Mr. Romano kindly invited Rosalind to stay for dinner.

Just walking out of the reception room, taking advantage of Mrs. Aurora walking in front, the silent Moran suddenly accelerated and walked to Rosalind's side.

"He's adding problems to you," Moran said. "Do you know who the 'mule' he's talking about is?"

Rosalin turned her head and glanced at him inexplicably: "It's also because of you."

Moran: "Smuggling, murder, and robbery, etc. Dozens of crimes, such as heavily wanted criminals with bounties of up to [-] US dollars in western cities."