marvelous rosaline

33

"and after?"

In the Mara & Poirot detective agency, Nick Carraway looked at Rosalind in shock.

"Is that the end?" Nick asked in disbelief.

"That's the end." Rosalin nodded.

"Wait a moment--"

Nick was not convinced by this, he raised his hand: "You just said that the Da Vinci manuscript you got, the super weapon, turned out to be a tank?!"

"Yes."

Rosalin sat behind the long table nonchalantly, with her long legs stretched out under the table in an inconspicuous manner.

She was still holding hot tea in her hand: "When the professor was looking for the manuscript, it was still in the nineteenth century, more than 20 years ago. There was no war at that time, and if the tanks were put into use immediately, it would be devastating."

Nick couldn't help but be speechless.

This is telling the truth.

When the British army put tanks on the battlefield, it really changed the situation of the war.I just didn't expect that the so-called "super weapon" would become obsolete.

Come to think of it, Da Vinci lived hundreds of years ago!Isn't it normal that his design drawings will be outdated.

only……

"Then, the professor left just like that?"

Nick was stunned and said, "Did he lose his temper? Didn't he bother you and Mr. Gatsby?"

Rosalin raised the teacup to her face and tilted her head: "Is there any reason?"

Nick: Yeah, yeah.

Rosalind and James Moriarty seem to have had no conflict other than the manuscript.

Rosalin was drinking tea contentedly here. Seeing that Nick had greatly satisfied his curiosity, Thiago couldn't help but ask, "Rosalin, what are you going to do next...?"

Everyone knows that Rosalin Poirot came to New York for her mother's business.Now that the matter has been resolved, should she... go back to Europe?

Thinking of this, Thiago panicked—what should the detective agency do!

Although he has been on the streets for many years, and later worked as an assistant in a detective agency, Thiago has already acquired some skills that he does not have, and has a wealth of contacts.

Even if the detective agency can't continue, he can easily find other jobs.

But this detective agency was inherited to him by Mr. Frank Cage.

Frank is Thiago's benefactor, and can even be said to be the second father. If possible, Thiago still hopes that this detective agency can continue to operate.

But if Rosalind is gone...

He doubted whether he had the ability.

"I'm very busy."

Rosalin said: "The detective agency will be handed over to you, I have to accompany grandpa."

Thiago's heart sank immediately.

Rosalin: "Anyway, there is still a lot of money in the detective agency's account... Oh, yes!"

After finishing speaking, she put down the tea cup in her hand as if remembering something, rummaged through the drawer, and took out a contract.

"Here." Rosalin pushed the contract in front of Nick: "This is for you! After signing the contract, you will be a part-time employee of the detective agency."

"Part-time employees also have contracts?" Nick was taken aback.

"You are an employee in the financial industry, so you should understand, see for yourself, and I won't cheat you."

Of course, part-time employees must have a contract, and Rosalin is not a capitalist in the early [-]th century, even if she is a friend, she has to settle the money.

Thiago couldn't help sighing when he saw this.

It turned out that everything was arranged.

Nick Ben is in the financial industry. He has some knowledge of economics and can provide good consulting and accounting assistance.This aspect just made up for Thiago's shortcomings, but...

The baby-faced youth said listlessly: "Then please send my regards to Mr. Poirot."

Rosalin tilted her head:?

Can't he go by himself?

"Okay, okay." Rosalin replied blankly.

"Then did you buy the boat ticket?" Tiago asked.

"Boat ticket?"

"To go to Europe, you have to do a cruise."

"Why did I go to Europe?"

"..."

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Rosalin suddenly realized.

"I'm not leaving!" She clarified seriously: "Grandpa is coming to New York to see me. I asked Nick to come over to work part-time. I promised Miranda and Sam. I will arrange a second play, and it will be very busy!"

Thiago: "Uh..."

Rosalind: "Really, how about I show you the contract I signed with Miranda?"

Thiago: "No, no, no!"

Embarrassed, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

This means that Rosalin will be permanently stationed in New York!

Not only Thiago, but even Nick was very happy: "I still think America is a good place, Rosalind?"

Rosalind: "..."

Forget it!

She couldn't help but glance at the hot tea in her hand.

Since she couldn't get used to the coffee beans Tiago bought, Rosalin chose to drink tea.Based on this alone, she does not like the United States no matter what.

Only then World War II loomed.

Rosalin couldn't stop the war, so she had to think of other ways to fight the war.

Because the sense of smell is too keen, it is unrealistic to want to be a nurse on the front line, so it is better to take this opportunity to make money and donate to the front-line medical organizations in various countries.

And the most profitable way Rosalin can think of is to continue to speak in stage plays and become a Broadway star.

Thiago was completely relieved.

"Then..." he asked again, "Where are Mr. Holmes and Professor Moriarty?"

He was not in the Times Theater at the time, so he didn't know what happened at the scene immediately.

"Mr. Holmes is back in England."

Rosalin replied: "He said he would go back and continue to study beekeeping, and he would send it to me when the book is published. As for the professor, he seems to be going to teach on the East Coast."

Thiago couldn't help but sigh.

Is this the end?

The two people who were old enemies, after the duel in Reichenbach, met again 40 years later, they just parted ways and went their own way.

"That's OK."

Rosalin guessed Thiago's thoughts at a glance: "The professor didn't do anything harmful this time."

Thiago: "..."

Rosalind: "It's the bad guys who die."

Thiago: "..."

Under the scorching gaze of the baby-faced youth, Rosalin reluctantly changed her words: "I see, I will send flowers to Moran's grave."

Annecy forget it.

Rosalin has always been partial: she likes Moran, not Annecy.At least that's how it was in the end.

But she didn't think she was wrong either.

Compared with the previous battle of wits and courage between Mr. Holmes and the professor, there were indeed not many deaths in the whole process, just a few murders, and the people who made the murders had already paid the price.

It seems like a pretty perfect ending.

"Is there any problem?"

Rosalin stood up and looked at the clock on the wall: "It's just about time."

Thiago and Nick said in unison: "Where are you going?"

The young man's voice fell, and the door of the detective agency opened again.

Jay Gatsby, still wearing the expensive and luxurious clothes of the past, walked in in a rather dignified way.When Thiago saw Mr. Gatsby's ocher three-piece suit, he understood——

It turned out that Rosalin's crimson dress today was only worn to match Mr. Gatsby!

"It's just a party."

Mr. Gatsby explained on behalf of Rosalind: "The Times Theater has my investment, and the launch of a new project naturally requires me to be present with Rosalind at the same time."

Rosalind stepped forward happily.

Before leaving, she did not forget to wave to Thiago and Nick.

Now walking beside Gatsby, the smell of corpses on his body has disappeared.

On this matter, Rosalin had a serious conversation with her grandmother.

She had never encountered such a situation before.

And grandma's response——

"I……"

"what?"

Rosalin's train of thought was interrupted.

She turned her head just in time to meet Gates' eyes as clear as the sea.

There was a barely detectable nervousness in that, and Gatsby shook his head.

"It's nothing." He opened the car door for Rosalin himself.

——Grandma just smiled and looked at Rosalind.

"A lady, if her perception of a man changes drastically." At that time, the grandmother said gently: "It's usually only him, my baby."

It took Rosalind two days to figure out what grandma meant.

She walked slowly into the car and sat in the back seat.

Gatsby in the front seat glanced at the rearview mirror while starting the engine.

"I just wanted to say."

He relaxed: "It's finally over."

Rosalin smiled upon hearing this.

She raised her head, and there was Mr. Gatsby's strong and tall figure in front of her, as well as the bustling night scene of Brooklyn's industrial area.

"Do not."

She said softly: "This is not the end, this is the beginning."