marvelous rosaline

06

Rosalin doesn't have many memories of her mother.

Not long after she was born, Edith Poirot - her mother died.The fall of a Broadway superstar made the whole world mourn. However, the early [-]th century was still the era of silent films. Rosalin only saw a blurred image of her mother in black and white silent films. If she wanted to hear her voice, she had to buy it. Vinyl Records.

However, just two months ago, a letter from New York was delivered to Rosalind by Miss Marple.

In the letter, a private detective named Frank Kutch expounded a piece of news that could overturn the world in a powerful and concise tone.

He said that when he was young, he was funded by Edith Poirot and opened a detective agency. For more than ten years, the Kutch and Poirot detective agency has been running well.Not long ago, Detective Frank Kutch discovered Edith Poirot's investment traces while investigating an economic case. For ten years, a sum of money would be deposited into the suspect's account every month.

How can a person who has been dead for 19 years transfer money every month?

From what Detective Kachi knew of the private bank, no transfers were made without the signature of the head of the household.For the time being, the bank has not opened the business of transferring funds on behalf of the owner after his death.

After some consideration, Detective Kaqi decided to write a letter to Rosalin about this first.

"You are her daughter and you have a right to know" - Frank Cage in the letter said so.

So two months later, Rosalin took care of everything in the UK, and with her grandfather's permission, she boarded a cruise from the UK to New York.

She was going to go to the Kaqi detective to find out for herself.

The night on the open sea was already deep, and the sea breeze blowing in through the window was getting colder and colder.

Captain Johnson, the captain of the Olympic, couldn't resist Rosalin's insistence, so he had to agree to take her to see the suspect who attacked Miss Douglas first.

However, just as they walked out of the first-class suite, a luxuriously dressed lady hurriedly blocked the way from the other end of the corridor.

Captain Johnson's eyes lit up immediately.

He stopped, turned around and looked at Rosalind: "Miss Poirot, let me introduce you, this is Miss Mildred Douglas's aunt, Mrs. Barnes. Mrs. Barnes, this is Miss Poirot who rescued Miss Douglas in the first place."

Ok.

Rosalin had no interest in meeting the victim's family, but everyone came to her door, and it would be impolite to leave directly.

Mrs. Barnes was in her late fifties, with gray hair that was well maintained.She walked forward with tears in her eyes, she was holding her chest in excitement, but just as she was about to say her words of thanks, Mrs. Barnes saw Rosalind's face clearly, and couldn't help being stunned.

"you--"

The old lady was almost stunned: in New York, no one does not recognize this face!

And what did Captain Johnson call her just now?Mrs. Barnes turned her head, extremely surprised: "Miss Poirot?"

Captain Johnson was waiting for the expression of the old lady. With a smile on his face, he changed his previous panic and anger, and introduced with great pride: "Yes, she is the daughter of Edith Poirot."

"My goodness."

If it hadn't been for the help of the maid behind her, Mrs. Barnes looked as if she would faint immediately.

"It was Edith's daughter who saved my Mildred," she said excitedly, "thank God, thank God—Po, Miss Poirot, thank you for saving Mildred, your mother's spirit will be very pleased !"

Rosalin said seriously: "Don't be so happy so early. She lost a lot of blood, and the medical condition on board is not good. Whether she can survive is not certain."

Mrs. Barnes: "..."

Captain Johnson had long been aware of Rosalind's unsparing words, and he hastily added: "She means to hope that Miss Douglas will be out of danger as soon as possible."

Mrs. Barnes' face softened.She looked at Rosalin: "Son, what are you going to do in New York?"

Rosalind: "I want to go to Broadway."

As long as it is not facing Sherlock Holmes, this argument is very useful.Just look at Mrs. Barnes's moved and complicated expression.

"My poor Mildred was saved for the daughter of a mother's friend."

Muttering to herself, Mrs. Barnes produced a business card from her handbag.

"Son, when you're in New York, come to the address on your card when you're settled," she said. "You can't let Edith's daughter suffer."

Mother's friend's daughter?

It turned out that Miss Douglas's mother was someone her mother knew, so it seemed right to save her.

No wonder so many people in this world love justice.Seeing Mrs. Barnes's gratitude and admiration that she wanted to treat her like a god, Rosalin only felt that her vanity was greatly satisfied: it turns out that the feedback of justice is like this, so it's not bad.

Even the anger during the quarrel with Captain Johnson was swept away.

In her opinion, if she has done a favor, others should reciprocate.So she took Mrs. Barnes' business card generously: "Thank you."

Then Rosalind turned to Captain Johnson: "Let's go, Captain."

Compared to chatting with the victim's family, Rosalin still wanted to meet the suspect.

On the way to the captain's cabin, Sebastian Moran, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Why do you want to meet the attacker?"

Rosalin was surprised: "Huh? So you didn't suddenly become dumb."

Sebastian: "..."

Rosalin pretended to understand: "Mr. Holmes was here just now, you didn't dare to speak for fear of showing off, right? I understand."

Sebastian: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Rosalin just pursed her lips.

He's definitely more than just a veteran.In Miss Douglas' room, Sebastian tried to grab her arm, using a fairly standard grappling move.And Rosalin knew that no one taught melee combat in British boot camps.

"I want to speak to him alone."

Roseline said, "Sebastian just wait outside."

The crew tied the suspect to the captain's cabin. Upon entering the door, the first thing Rosailin smelled was a strong smell of coal ash.

Coal dust, blood, and the sour smell of sweat soaked for a long time without taking a bath, the three smells are thoroughly mixed, weaving into a non-existent net in the closed space.Not to mention that Rosalin smelled it, even Captain Johnson, who was following behind, covered his nose.

Rosalind didn't do that.

Her sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people, and the smells that ordinary people can't smell are already very obvious to her.If she couldn't learn to tolerate and accept different smells, Rosalin would have been driven crazy by all kinds of smells in this world.

The stout man who was tied to the chair was looking at Captain Johnson and Rosalind with resentful eyes.

Without looking at his tattered clothes, nor the blood stains on his body and his feet covered in soot, Rosalin can draw a more accurate conclusion just based on the smell: a very typical person who lives on the line of food and clothing. struggling bottom workers.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"His name is Hank," answered the watchman in place of the attacker, "and he's...Yank's brother."

No wonder.

Although I don't know who Yanke is, but since it is revenge for him, it must be someone close to Yanke.

Rosalin sat across from Hank.

"I want to ask you," she asked again, "what's the matter with Yank?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Hank's face.

The dismissive look was matched by the embarrassed expressions of the crew and Captain Johnson.Hank, the fireman, still didn't answer, and Captain Johnson sighed: "I will try to explain this matter as briefly as possible, Miss Poirot."

Six months ago, Miss Douglas left for England on the Olympic.During a curious exploration, he accidentally broke into the boiler room at the bottom of the cruise ship.

The firemen work under high temperature, so they are naturally shirtless and smelly of sweat.Where has the pampered director's daughter seen such a scene?In her eyes, these dirty and poorly dressed workers were no different from animals. Miss Douglas fainted from fright on the spot, and Yanke, the fireman, sent the daughter out.

Unexpectedly, Yanke not only was not thanked, but also lost his job because "the soot stained Miss Douglas' skirt".

Every worker had a family to support, and Yank was driven ashore without a job.When other factories heard that he had offended the young lady of the Douglas family, they dared not hire him.In desperation, Yanke chose to commit suicide by jumping into the sea.

Hearing this, Rosalin couldn't help but think of the script "The Hairy Ape" that she had read before time travel.

However, the storyline is similar to Eugene O'Neill's The Hairy Ape, but not quite the same.Rosalin is not in the mood to worry about whether Yanke and Miss Douglas are the characters in the original book, she has more things to care about.

"You've got me, miss."

After Captain Johnson finished explaining, Hank, who was too lazy to say anything, broke the silence for the first time: "What else are you doing here?"

Rosalind: "I want to know, who revealed Miss Douglas's whereabouts to you?"

--this is the key of the problem.

It is impossible for a fireman to know the passenger list of the cruise ship.

It's hard not to suspect that someone deliberately disclosed it to Hank, wanting to let him borrow a knife to kill someone.

Originally, Rosalin was just curious about whether there was a bigger case involved after this.And Mrs. Barnes also said that Miss Glass's mother was her mother's friend, so it should be investigated more carefully.

Hank: "Why are you telling me?"

Rosalind: "If there is someone behind the scenes, then he is using you."

Hank sneered: "So what? If there is a man behind the scenes, and he is also an enemy of the Douglas family, then he is my friend, and I am willing to be used."

It doesn't make sense.

In the past, Grandpa or Miss Marple often encountered such suspects.

how do they do itRosalin thought for a while, and decided to start with Hank's most concerned weakness.

"Like Yanke, you also have a family. Your brother is dead, who will support his wife and children?" Rosalin imitated Miss Marple's polite tone and said, "I work for the Douglas family. The clues tell me that maybe I can get a commutation of your sentence for you—the behind-the-scenes is the most important thing, and the boss will not care about the life or death of a worker."

Hank laughs sadly at the second half of the sentence "The boss doesn't care whether a worker lives or dies".

"You are right, miss."

He echoed: "The boss doesn't care whether a worker lives or dies. His kindness is as unfeeling as God's is his cruelty."

Rosalind: "Can you speak now?"

Hank sighed: "The person who revealed the news didn't report his family name. I only know that he has an Irish accent. Judging by his aura, he should be a soldier."

Soldier?

Rosalin raised her eyebrows.

She stood up and stroked the top of her head with her hand: "So much taller than me, black hair, cut very short, with dark blue eyes, and wearing a flat gray hat, isn't it?"

Hank was stunned: "How do you know?"

Sure enough, let her guess right.

Rosalin smiled almost smugly.

It was probably Sebastian Moran who revealed the news to Hank.