marvelous rosaline

17

10 minutes before the incident.

Jay Gatsby's butler hastily brought the phone over.

"Mr. Gatsby!"

Thiago Mara's voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Rosalin may have an accident, I can't contact him, I can only follow Moran out secretly, he set up a walker in an apartment in Queens () The gun may have been ordered by the professor!"

Gatsby looked up as he put down the phone.

The room he carefully arranged is full of flowers, and the exquisite flower house is like a dream in a fairy tale.Nick and Daisy, who were sitting among them, looked at him with curious eyes—innocent and bewildered, with the simplest and cleanest happiness written in their eyes.

But the content on the phone pierced Gatsby's illusion like a sharp knife.

…………

……

Ten minutes later, in her Queens apartment, Rosalin watched William Moriarty die.

She took a breath and stepped forward immediately.

It's Moran.

Besides Sebastian Moran, Rosalind didn't know any other sharpshooters.The important thing is that the only ones who want to kill William right now are Professor Moriarty.

A shot shot William in the abdomen, and bright red blood gushed out like a spring.Rosalin tried to hold the wound with her hands to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.

William laughed.

His already pale face turned ashen as a dead man, and William grabbed Rosalind's hand.

"What are you trying to say?" she asked.

"finally……"

As soon as William opened his mouth, blood spit out from his lips.

"finally."

The man pointed to the void, and then to his own wound.

"Remember," he said, "Remember, remember, my boy."

Rosalin knew that the wound caused by the sniper () rifle () could not be healed.

Even if Moran didn't hit the vital point, she quickly gave up emergency rescue.In a short time, William Moriarty loosened his hold on Rosalind's hand and fell to the ground.

Blood soaked through the pale carpet of the bedroom.

She stared at William's green eyes whose light had disappeared, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Until the door of the apartment was kicked open, Thiago rushed in nervously: "Rosalin?!"

Rosalin looked up: "I'm in the bedroom."

Thiago turned to the bedroom, and as soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the tragic situation in the room.

The young girl was kneeling on the carpet, her trousers and her hands were covered with blood that was quickly stained and solidified.Thiago looked Rosalin up and down for a long time, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was not injured.

"Come on."

Thiago said vigilantly: "Don't worry about the dead. Since it was Moran who shot, it is very likely that the professor's other subordinates are nearby."

Rosalin shook her head.

"Call the police." She said calmly, "I can't go. William Moriarty is my father."

Thiago: "..."

The baby-faced young man didn't react at the first moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the William Moriarty that Rosalin was talking about was the deceased in front of him.

"you--"

Thiago's eyes widened suddenly: "Then you...you..."

"Go to the police."

Rosalind repeated again: "Let Detective Hudgens handle this."

This is the most appropriate way that Rosalin can think of.

She didn't know what kind of life William Moriarty had lived in the past 20 years, but Rosalin could probably guess that the life of hiding and running for his life would not be so easy.After spending so long in a dark corner, only the police can restore his identity.

Detectives arrive in no time, dispose of the body, maintain the scene, and then Detective Hudgens invites Rosalind and Thiago to the station to take statements.

Rosalind was waiting for Thiago in the police hall when Jay Gatsby arrived.

It was raining outside, and Gatsby came hurriedly, carrying an umbrella in his hand, probably because he walked too fast, and his well-tailored dark suit was still wet from the rain.

That was more or less the Englishman he wanted to be, Rosalind thought inappropriately.

The tall man frowned: "Rosalin, are you okay?"

Rosalind: "I'm not hurt."

Gatsby: "How could Professor Moriarty—"

"The one who died was William Moriarty." Rosalin explained succinctly, "Professor Moriarty's son is also my father."

The soft words fell to the ground, but Gatsby was as stiff as petrified.

Shocked?Of course, anyone who realized the identity of Edith Poirot's secret lover had put on the same look.

For 20 years, many people have been guessing who is the biological father of Rosalind Poirot. Today there is an answer, but the answer is accompanied by death.

"I'm very……"

Gatsby spoke with difficulty: "I'm sorry, Rosalind. I never expected such a result."

He didn't say anything more, and any comfort in the current scene was futile.

However, Rosalin shook her head calmly.

"no need."

For a girl who had just found her biological father but lost her father immediately, Rosalin's calmness was a little scary.

But she really doesn't feel sad.

If I have to say it, Rosalin's feeling is...

It was as if someone had told herself that a relative she had never met had died.

The truth is not much better than this.In Rosalin's limited life, the identity of "father" never existed.Even though her mother died a long time ago, her name, her works, and her images have survived, and the story of Edith Poirot is still talked about by so many people.

And "father" is a term that has nothing to do with Rosalin.

Gatsby saw her calm expression, and many complicated emotions flashed in her blue eyes.

But in the end he didn't say anything, he just put the umbrella in his hand aside, and then slowly sat beside Rosalind.

"Maybe death isn't a bad thing for him."

It was Rosalin who broke the silence. After her crisp voice was softened, it seemed somewhat ethereal.

The red-haired girl imitated William Moriarty's dying gesture and raised her head, staring straight into the void.

"He did it on purpose," said Rosalind.

"what?"

"Deliberately seeking death." She thought for a while, and continued: "If he is really smart, he should know that once he shows up, he will definitely die. Even without Moran following me and sniping at a distance, Professor Moriarty would Will not let him go."

"The professor has been investigating Oedipus for over twenty years," Gatsby added gravely.

"Ah."

This is what Rosalind means.

Didn't William know about it?He knew that he was no match for his father and his men, so he chose to hide.

So Rosalin felt that William did it on purpose.

"Why?" Gatsby was puzzled, "Why did you take the initiative to seek death?"

"To remind me."

Before he died, William pointed to his wound and said "remember" to her.

remember what?He didn't tell the whole story, but Rosalind understood.

Remember it was James Moriarty who killed her father in front of her.William used his own death to completely distance Rosalind Poirot from Moriarty.

Even if Rosalin had no feelings for William, she would not stand on the same front with the person who killed her father.

He had escaped his father's grasp all his life, and now he chose to die in exchange for his daughter's freedom.

"William gave me the second manuscript."

Rosalin said: "The code master is also here, and now there is only one manuscript missing."

Gatsby frowned: "Then no matter what, we can't continue to cooperate with Professor Moriarty."

Rosalind: "Yeah."

Gatsby: "I'm worried about your safety, Rosalind, can you please come back to live in my mansion temporarily?"

Needless to say, Rosalin would also consider this.

The detective agency is not safe, and Rosalin doesn't want to involve Miranda and Sam.Only Gatsby and Mrs. Aurora can keep her safe.

As for the latter, Rosalin thinks Madam has been busy recently.

The old man was most afraid of falling, and Mr. Romano would suffer a lot if he fell, so she didn't want to cause extra trouble.

but……

"Daisy's family, what are you going to do?" Rosalin asked.

And Gatsby's reaction looks like she's shot herself.

Of course Gatsby noticed the unpleasantness of the last meeting.Even if Daisy in his heart is so beautiful, it cannot be denied that Daisy does have a bit of hostility towards Rosalind.

This made Gatsby very embarrassed.

"I……"

He considered his words for a while: "I will explain to Daisy about your move here, don't worry."

Rosalind: "..."

She couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"how?"

"It's at this juncture, do you think I care about whether Daisy is jealous?"

Rosalin felt very amused: "Mr. Gatsby, don't forget that Tom Buchanan's name is still on the accounts of Bill Brothers."

Gatsby said nothing.

Ok.

Rosalin, who had always been worried that she would not be able to read the atmosphere, rarely noticed Gatsby's emotions—this was too obvious.

Not forgetting, but unwilling to think about it.

It's really fun.

He started from nothing, so naturally he would not be so innocent.In the smuggling business, shouldn't you have seen everything?

Even so, Gatsby is still naive and terrifying.He still felt that if Tom Buchanan went bankrupt, he would have a chance to take Daisy away in a fair manner.

"Sometimes I really think you live in the Middle Ages," said Rosalind.

Gatsby turned his blue eyes.

Rosalind explained: "In the Middle Ages, many knights' heads were filled with heroic poems and lyrical love poems. They would devote their loyalty to their unattainable sweetheart, Mr. Don Quixote."

Bright teasing was thrown over, but Gatsby was not angry.

He smiled instead: "I take that as a compliment."

"Then make a bet."

Seeing his still gentle smile, Rosalin suggested viciously, "I bet you that even if Tom Buchanan goes bankrupt and loses power, Daisy won't make the choice you want."