My years as a menswear boss

The death of a beloved relative did not give Darcy much time to grieve. The old Darcy left a huge family property that attracted the covetousness of many wolves, and at the same time he had to appease his ignorant younger sister.

"Darcy's body will not be able to take it if this continues." Jiqiu stood outside the study, with Bentley standing beside him, "Humans are not machines, and it is impossible to keep running."

"Oh, my poor friend is just paralyzing himself with work." Bingley tapped his head, he was a little helpless, Darcy had been giving him advice for a long time, and he couldn't persuade Darcy.

"So, handsome boys, can you please bring something to the master?" Mrs. Reynolds' voice sounded behind them.

"Of course." Bingley quickly took the tray from Mrs. Reynolds, "They look delicious!"

Jiqiu glanced at the food on the tray, which were Yorkshire pudding and mutton and potato soup. She moved her nose and smelled the unexpected aroma. Only Mrs. Reynolds' skillful hands could make British food so delicious.

"I hope the young master can enjoy it a little more. He has hardly eaten in the past few days." Mrs. Reynolds, who had taken care of Darcy since she was a child, looked worried.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Reynolds, we will take good care of Darcy." The little curly hair on Bingley's head curled up.

Jiqiu also nodded in agreement, and Mrs. Reynolds left with peace of mind upon seeing this.

"Darcy, can we come in?" Jiqiu knocked on the heavy wooden door, but there was no reply.

"Is there going to be an accident?!" Bingley said anxiously.

Jiqiu didn't doubt that there was him, and directly pushed open the door.

Darcy raised his head from the pile of documents on the table, and Bingley's eyes widened, "My God, brother! How long have you been working?"

"Heavy work can't relieve the pain. You will wear yourself down sooner or later." Jiqiu frowned and said, "Think about Georgiana, she only has you as a relative. Even if you don't care, but your sister A healthy and strong brother is needed, Darcy."

Looking at the sunken cheeks, bloodshot eyes, and unshaven beard in front of her, she couldn't see the previous high-spiritedness at all.

"...I know." Darcy rubbed his sore eyes, "This is something my father left me, and I can't let others take it away."

"Sorry for worrying you."

Jiqiu signaled Bingley to take the tray over, "Mrs. Reynolds made this specially for you. She has always been worried about you."

Bingley dragged Darcy to freshen up. Jiqiu sat on the sofa in the study and looked at this ancient study. It was like a library, and there were precious tomes collected in it. He looked down at the hand, It is a travelogue, the author's name is familiar, the full name of this book is "Marco Polo's Travels".

While waiting, she read the book with great interest. Although she knew about Marco Polo's deeds, she read his book for the first time.

Soon Bingley dragged Darcy out with a look of lovelessness. After careful observation, Darcy's face still had a few small gashes from the razor, but he had no food for a few days. Let your high-spirited buddies do whatever they want.

Darcy was lifted onto a chair by Bentley. "I will definitely watch you finish this plate of food." Bingley's face was firm like never before.

Jiqiu was happy to watch the play, and soon she thought of a good thing to divert Darcy's attention, "A very unusual murder happened in Derbyshire recently."

Sure enough, the two people in front of them were attracted.

"A blacksmith was tied to a cross in Hawthorn Square and had his throat slit."

Jiqiu looked at the expressions of the two people, and there was no look of fear, so he continued, "The owner of the bakery who opened the door first in the square every day was so frightened that he passed out on the spot."

The Darcy family has great influence in Derbyshire, and vicious murder is not a trivial matter. As the heir, Darcy's first reaction was, "This will definitely cause panic among everyone. Does the murderer have a clue?"

Bentley's response was, "Then his family must be very upset."

"I haven't heard any information about the murderer. There is no gender, appearance, or traces at all. I can't even confirm whether the place where he was killed was the cross."

Jiqiu first answered Darcy's questions in order, and then comforted Bingley, "He has no relatives, his parents died young, and he became addicted to gambling at a young age."

It is said that she has also attacked unmarried women, but there is no definite evidence for this, so she can only add it in her heart, otherwise it is easy to mislead.

"Could it be debt retaliation?" Darcy's first reaction was casinos. He didn't like gambling houses hovering on the edge of the law, but he had no power to stop the establishment of casinos.

"He has no debts. The blacksmith has very good blacksmithing skills. He can always make up the holes in debts in time. Oh, of course he doesn't have any savings." Jiqiu lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers.

"Love killing?" Bingley asked.

"No. Because his gambling addiction is well-known, and he has no money, not only no one is willing to marry his daughter to him, but even prostitutes don't think much of him."

Jiqiu paused, and denied the statement, "So, he can't be involved in love killing."

Derbyshire is dominated by mountains, and most people live in a small piece of land. If something earth-shattering happens in each family, it will soon be known to everyone.

"If the murderer doesn't want to alarm people, not only must there be fewer people, but he also needs adult males who are capable and powerful."

Darcy tapped the edge of the bowl with a rice spoon, "The blacksmith himself is several times stronger than ordinary men, and he has to find a way to control him."

"Of course, I think the same thing." Jiqiu made assumptions about the crime scene in his mind.

"But, Darcy, do you remember? There was an accident similar to this murder two years ago." Bingley sat on the other side of the sofa.

"An unlucky groom was drunk, and it happened that it had rained all day, and the pool in front of the cross in Hawthorn Square had accumulated a lot of rainwater. He happened to sit there, and fell into the pool and drowned." Bentley saw. Friends who glanced at thinking.

"I remember this incident. Didn't the police decide that it was an accidental death?"

Darcy drank the soup in the bowl in one breath, and wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin on the tray, "But after these two incidents, the cross has probably been judged to be an ominous existence, and I believe it won't be long. tear down."

"But the murderer must be found before the demolition." Bingley rubbed his chin and said.

"Wait!" Jiqiu suddenly remembered what she had forgotten. The cross was not standing there directly, but surrounded by a circle of pools to form a standard circle, like a small pond. "The murderer tied the blacksmith to the cross. You have to cross the pond before, and the pond is very high."

"Lifting him in, such a big movement will wake him up. The murderer can only kill the victim before tying the cross."

"Wow, Hyde! You look like Sigrid? Gary!" Bentley applauded like a little seal.

"Huh?" Jiqiu froze.

Bingley thought she didn't know Sigrid Gary, so he quickly explained, "It's a character in a detective novel. I like him very much! It's a novel worth reading."

Jiqiu inexplicably took a bite of her own Amway, but she returned the topic to the business, "Let's go to the Hawthorn Square to have a look!"

Before Darcy could speak, she immediately said, "Darcy, you need to relax, do something brisk to divert your attention!"

This sentence won Bentley's approval, "Yes, you need to relax, my friend. Hyde is right, we should start now in the afternoon."

"Huh?" Darcy looked at the two of them, and immediately decided on the itinerary as soon as you spoke to me, and he couldn't get involved at all.

Sitting in the carriage, Jiqiu was afraid that Darcy would develop a rebellious mentality, so he started ideological work for him, "We didn't necessarily go there to find out the truth. I haven't visited there for a long time. I don't know which one is good. Is the cake shop to eat still there?"

There were thousands of words in Darcy's mind, and finally he just said dryly, "You are not a professional, and novels can't represent anything."

He had no idea that the young man in front of him, whom he regarded as his younger brother, led his men around London pretending to be police detectives from Scotland Yard a few days ago.

Jiqiu, who was described as a non-professional for the first time, didn't pay attention to this sentence. She stuck her head out of the window and felt the smell of grass outside.

Bingley did not agree with this sentence, "Novels are based on reality. I believe that there is really a detective Gary in the world!"

Jiqiu retracted her head, nodded vigorously, "Of course there is Sigrid Gary in the world." And she sat right in front of you.

Darcy was once again gagged by two people, and he began to worry about the future of the two big-hearted friends.

Bentley is too kind and has a gentle personality, so he is easily deceived.Hyde is too naive, lazy, and easily led astray.

The two people on the left and the right of Darcy are completely unaware of his old father's care.

Bingley was imitating Jiqiu, sticking his head out of the window, feeling the oncoming cool wind, which made his curly hair messy, "Hyde, you are right! It's really fun!"

"I never lie!" Ji Qiu also stuck his head out of the window and shouted towards the other window.

"Oh, no." Darcy covered his face in despair, feeling as if he was going out with two large dogs, no, Nick, the Great Dane at home, was more worry-free than these two!

Fortunately, the two of them still knew how to pay attention to their image. When they approached the Hawthorn Square, they sat obediently in the carriage, and their every move became dignified.

Even after a long time, Jiqiu still remembered the position of the cross, she didn't wait for the other two people, and walked quickly towards the place she was thinking of.

There were two police detectives guarding there. The iron cross was darker and shallower. She knew that the dark place must be the place stained with blood, and there was not a drop of water in the pond.

Yes, presumably the pond hadn't been filled with water since the groom drowned, and the local sheriff didn't bother to pay for it to be demolished.

Jiqiu poked his head over, the pond was already covered with moss, it was dirty, if someone stepped on it, it would definitely leave traces of destroying the moss, but the moss was dense on it, and there was no trace of stepping on it.

"Hey! Boy, do you know what's going on here?"

One of the thin and tall police detectives scolded, "If you are sensible, stay away from here!"

Darcy and Bingley who came after them quickly pulled Jiqiu up, "Be careful not to fall."

Darcy looked at the two police detectives and held out his hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Fitzwilliam Darcy."

The two police detectives looked suspicious, but they were not unfamiliar with the name of Darcy's family, so they finally reached out and shook Darcy's hand, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Darcy."

"It's very dangerous here recently. Mr. Darcy should try his best to take care of his younger brother." Another chunky police detective reminded.

Just when Darcy was about to answer, Jiqiu grabbed something from the pond while they were not paying attention.

"Hyde!" Bingley watched the boy's half body leaning down, his feet had already left the ground, and he quickly stepped forward, hugged his waist and lifted it up, "It's really too dangerous! You were about to fall just now!"

"Hey, what is this?" Jiqiu raised his hand and raised the object in his hand.

Bingley took it and rubbed it in the palm of his hand to remove the moss sticking to it, revealing the beautiful appearance inside. This is a pine flower stone with words engraved on it, but it is so corroded that it cannot be seen clearly.

"After the pond was repaired, some people liked to throw stones into it, and it soon spread out from nowhere. Some people said that they carved their wishes on the stones and watched the stones fall into the lattice in the pond.

It will be realized soon. Since the rumor appeared, more people have thrown stones with lettering in the pond. "

Darcy patiently explained that he hoped that the brat in front of him would end his damn curiosity and stop being surprised. "After the groom's accident, the pond has been emptied, which should be missed."

"So the water in the pond is flowing? It has to be crystal clear, otherwise how can you see the pattern of your own stones falling on the pond." Jiqiu quickly grasped the point.

"Of course." Darcy didn't know the connection between the two.

"Then will the murderer come to the cross from the water outlet, and move underground so that the people in the square will not be disturbed!" Jiqiu quickly expressed his thoughts.

Before she could continue outputting, she was interrupted, "Is what you said true?!"

The two police detectives turned their heads and saw a familiar person, and immediately stood at attention, "Sheriff Williams!"

Jiqiu raised his head and looked at the tall and strong man with beards in front of him. His thick beard blocked half of his face. His two swarthy eyes revealed a friendly and upright look, which made people feel amiable.

"Oh, little Darcy!" Williams hugged Darcy vigorously. Darcy, who was originally tall and straight, became thinner in comparison. It was obvious that this warm hug made Darcy's expression unnatural, and he hesitated For a moment, he hugged back gently.

"You are really like your venerable father. Darcy is a very friendly person. I am really sorry for his departure." Williams said and let Darcy go.

"Thank you." Darcy nodded politely, and extended his hand to introduce the two people around him, "These are my two best friends, Charles Bentley and Elvis Hyde."

"Nice to meet you." Bingley also enthusiastically shook hands with the bear-like sheriff.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Just as Jiqiu stretched out his hand, Williams shook it vigorously.

"You are the boy who suggested that the murderer came in and out of the water outlet just now!" Williams said loudly, "Your words made me suddenly enlightened. I have no clues these days, and my beard is almost falling off!"

Jiqiu looked at Williams' thick and exuberant beard, and she felt that there was still a distance of 8000 meters from it.

Williams is a man with fast action. He immediately directed his men to run to the pond, took a broom to remove the moss on the pond, and quickly found the water outlet at the position of the cross.

The location of the water outlet is very ingenious. Most of the water outlets are built on the side of the pond, but this one is set on the high base of the cross.

"Pry it open." Williams ordered his men to take the shovel and open the spout.

This movement attracted more people to join in the fun and watch, and the three of Darcy and the others were pushed to the edge of the pond.

Jiqiu happened to be looking at the water outlet. The base of the cross is a cylinder, and the water outlet is also designed to stick to the cylinder. It looks narrow to the naked eye, but it is actually much wider than the eye looks.

At the same time, she also saw obvious signs of dragging things in the water outlet.

"Sure enough." Jiqiu raised the corners of her lips, and she watched Sergeant Williams ask two men to try to get in one by one, and both of them could get in.

After a while, Sergeant Williams called the police department, and the detectives surrounded the pond with guns.

"Sheriff Williams! Can I go with you?" Jiqiu shouted loudly.

"Hyde!" Darcy immediately covered her mouth with his hands, and said apologetically, "I didn't discipline well enough."

Sergeant Williams didn't care, but laughed, "If you're not afraid, of course, young man."

"Thank you very much!" Without waiting for Darcy to finish speaking, Jiqiu responded immediately.

"Boys, if you don't feel at ease, you can follow." This sentence was obviously addressed to Darcy and Bingley. Sheriff Williams boldly went beyond the scope of ordinary sheriffs, and he didn't care about it Does it comply with the rules.

"Aren't you really curious?" Jiqiu blinked her eyes and asked, she didn't expect Sergeant Williams to agree so simply, she had planned to spend some time to convince him.

Bentley and Darcy looked at each other, well, they were really curious.

Although I'm not so curious that I can't bear it, but since I have the opportunity to take a look, it doesn't matter.

Sergeant Williams and Darcy tied ropes around their waists, the other end of which was in the hands of the outsiders, and the other two were bound with their hands.

Jiqiu looked at the entrance of the hole eager to try, and Darcy repeatedly checked whether the hemp rope between the two wrists was firm or not.

The underground drains are very complicated, like a maze, Bentley and Jiqiu are carrying oil lamps, and Sheriff Williams is carrying a map.

"Don't worry, I remember the way." Jiqiu had just written down the map in Sergeant Williams' hand.

Darcy twitched the corner of his mouth, "As long as you don't make trouble, I'll be thankful."

Jiqiu sighed in his heart, stubborn and arrogant man, sooner or later you will lose your head on a woman.

Sergeant Williams led Bingli in first, followed by Jiqiu, and Darcy was the last one.

The smell of the sewer was surprisingly bad, and the three men couldn't help retching, but Jiqiu didn't respond, no matter how bad it smelled, it couldn't smell like the rotting corpses of human beings.

However, smelling too much gas from the sewer will lead to gas poisoning, headache and tinnitus symptoms. Of course, the current situation is far inferior to that of later generations who might ascend to heaven after smelling it.

"Smelling too much of this gas is not good for your health." Jiqiu finished quickly, adjusting his breathing rate. The three men adjusted quickly, and gradually adapted to the smell of the sewer. At the same time, they lowered their breathing rate to prevent excessive breathing. Inhale gas.

Sergeant Williams held the map in his hand. He followed the oil lamp in Bentley's hand to shine on the ground, and carefully identified the marks on the ground. Jiqiu raised the oil lamp in his hand and looked around the arched sewer.

Sergeant Williams made a gesture, and Ji Qiu dragged Darcy to follow. A group of people circled around in the "maze", and soon the traces disappeared. There is a stream of water washing here, and there are three forks ahead. .

The sheriff frowned, and he poked a hole in the map, marking the location of their group.Then signaled them to return.

The four people quickly left the sewer along the rope. The police detective guarding the water outlet received the traction of the rope and pulled the four people up from the sewer.

"I'll never go here again in my life." Bingley took a big breath of fresh air, his expression twisted.

Darcy's face was also very haggard, obviously being tortured a lot.

Jiqiu and Sergeant Williams were very nice. The former even picked up the map in the latter's hand to check for himself. "There are many wells connected to the three forks ahead. Some are on the street, and some are in the manor or castle."

"Yes, we can first exclude the wellheads on the street, because the standard wellhead diameter in Derbyshire cannot accommodate the figure of the blacksmith George, and some owners of manors and castles will design exclusive manhole covers to cater to their gardens or backyards."

Sergeant Williams applauded twice in admiration, "Mr. Hyde is really talented as a detective!"

"You're too proud." Jiqiu, who has been a detective for decades, accepted Sergeant Williams' compliments without hesitation.

"Let's have a beer together if you have a chance, I'll treat you!" Sergeant Williams patted Jiqiu on the shoulder vigorously.

Jiqiu staggered from being photographed, and was quickly supported by Darcy behind him, "He's not yet of age." Darcy looked at Williams like a strange uncle who wanted to bring his own child down.

"Okay, then you can come to me to fulfill this promise when you become an adult." Sergeant Williams rubbed his beard covertly, "Oh, this disgusting smell, I'm afraid I have to go home and take a shower .”

Watching Williams leave with a group of people, Jiqiu poked Darcy with his elbow curiously, "Why doesn't he look like an Englishman?"

"He grew up in Italy, and he treats people more...warmly?"

Darcy explained, he smelled his own body, and his face turned black, "Now go home immediately."

Although...but... I still want to complain about this, it's too enthusiastic!

The three smelly men returned to Darcy Manor and ran into Georgiana head-on.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you take me there?!"

Georgiana's face was full of anger, and when she approached, she immediately smelled an indescribable smell, "It stinks!"

The three watched Georgiana run away holding her nose while being smoked.

"Is it really smelly?" Jiqiu scratched his head doubtfully.

"I don't think it stinks so much compared to the beginning." Bentley made the same scratching operation.

"That's what you've been hearing for a long time!" Darcy's face flushed with anger, he couldn't help but growled, and left without looking back.

"Mr. Bingley, Mr. Hyde, the water is ready." Mrs. Reynolds coughed lightly, interrupting the two people's exchange of glances. Although it didn't show on their faces, anyone could hear the urging tone.

Jiqiu soaked herself in a bathtub filled with rose essential oil. She thought about the corresponding manhole covers on the map in her mind, and suddenly found that one of the manhole covers came from Darcy's house.

'I remembered, the manhole cover is in the manor! '

'That means the suspect is in the nearby area. '

'But this area is full of rich people, who would have trouble with a blacksmith? '

Jiqiu couldn't figure out the connection between the two before falling asleep.

So she chose to come to the Derbyshire police station the next day.

"Sheriff Williams, I haven't seen you for a few hours." Jiqiu showed a friendly smile.

"Oh, it's you! Hyde!" Williams raised his beard and waved, "What do you want?"

"I want to take a look at the blacksmith George, can I?" Jiqiu said.

Sergeant Williams looked hesitant, but he agreed, "As long as you don't have nightmares at night."

Jiqiu followed Sergeant Williams and came to the morgue. Although the temperature here was much lower than outside, the decay of the corpse could not be suppressed.

Sergeant Williams raised his hand to the heavily armed embalmer, who nodded and pulled back the white cloth.

Jiqiu saw the weirdest corpse, "His posture is a bit strange?"

"It should be that his limbs were broken, so that he could be dragged into the sewer." Sheriff Williams said, "His fatal place was not in the throat, he was poisoned to death."

After finishing speaking, the undertaker held up George the blacksmith's hand to show them, which revealed an abnormal bluish-purple color.

"The murderer wanted to confuse the fact that he was killed before entering the sewer. What was his purpose?" Jiqiu looked curious.

"They want to disturb the order in the urban area, making it more and more difficult to track the case." Sheriff Williams looked a little ugly.

Jiqiu looked down his neck, "His heart was taken out. Could it be some kind of religious ceremony, or it could be to confuse the facts."

Now weird religions are developing everywhere, as long as you gather a group of believers, you can create your own religion, and there are countless examples of doing rubbish things in the name of religion.

"What you said makes sense." Williams asked sincerely, "Are you sure you don't want to be a police detective?"

"Although I really want to, I have to inherit the title and family property." Jiqiu sighed regretfully, "I can't help but feel sad."

Sheriff Williams: "."

When they were about to leave, Jiqiu turned around and forgot to look at the corpse again, a face flashed in his mind.

'I seem to have seen him! '

Jiqiu turned her head to look at that face again, she remembered, isn't this man the one who plotted against Nancy? !

Thinking of this, she had an ominous premonition in her heart. After Margaret's incident, she no longer dared to underestimate those noble ladies. When you thought she was a canary, she was actually a goshawk. kill you.

'Will Lady Hilda avenge her maid? '

Jiqiu thinks, she will, maybe in the eyes of Mrs. Hilda, Nancy is not a lowly maid, but treats her as her own sister.

'So what do I do next? '

"What's the matter, Hyde?" Sheriff Williams looked at Jiqiu who had stopped, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Jiqiu smiled, "It's just that it's the first time I saw such a distorted corpse."

"When you get to my age, you won't feel like this."

Sergeant Williams laughed heartily, then he thought of something and put away his smile, "Oh, you may never see this scene again, the elders in your family will hold you in their palms and won't let you Saw a little bit of filth."

"Not necessarily." Jiqiu shook his head and denied, "I occasionally do something for His Excellency Ezio, this is not the first time I have seen a corpse."

Sergeant Williams' eyes widened, "Ezio is a bad old man, very bad! He even asked a child to work for him!"

Jiqiu was a little surprised, "Does the Sheriff also know His Excellency Ezio?"

"He gave me my job, oh, I hate working with my brain!" Sergeant Williams looked painful, obviously he didn't like his current job.

"What was your job before?" Jiqiu asked.

"I used to be Ezio's personal bodyguard," Williams said. "Without me, he would have died several times by now."

Jiqiu glanced at Williams' huge figure. Being a bodyguard is absolutely safer. I don't know why Ezio removed the shield from his post and stuffed it in Derbyshire.

She actually asked, "Then why did Don Ezio move you away from him?"

"I don't know what he thinks, the things in the minds of these cunning politicians are more devious than the sewer routes!"

Sergeant Williams scratched his brown curly hair in annoyance, and the curly hair on the top of his head was already crazily occupying the upper half of his face.

Having finished what he wanted to do, Jiqiu obediently said his goodbyes, and as soon as he walked out the door, he heard Sergeant Williams cursing at his subordinates behind him.

'Ezio really can't wait to have a dual purpose. Jiqiu thought that she could also understand Ezio's thoughts. The transfer of Williams to the Derbyshire Police Station was nothing more than to cultivate logical thinking ability and strive to become both civil and military.

'But I also have people who are both civil and military. '

Jiqiu saw his right-hand man the next day, "Barton, you came too fast!"

"I came over as soon as I received the telegram, sir." Barton was very excited. He didn't expect that the boss would think of him in Derbyshire.

"Of course, I need you very much now, Barton." Jiqiu calmed down, reached out and took out a note from his pocket, "Check these things for me."

Barton unfolded the note in his hand, nodded, "There is no man here, maybe it will be slower."

"I know, you do your best."

Darcy went downstairs and saw Barton's back walking away, "When did you know such a person?"

"Your Excellency Ezio introduced Barton, he is very capable." Jiqiu said tactfully, she told her rationally, don't just say that the man she bought from the execution ground is better.

Darcy also admired Ezio's name for a long time, and he was relieved after hearing it. He thought that it might be a good thing for the Minister of the Interior to value Hyde so much. He was also happy for his friend when his friend had a smooth career.

"Darcy, I want to talk to you." The arrival of Wickham interrupted the conversation between the two.

Darcy hurriedly said sorry, and took Wickham to the study.

Jiqiu was curious about the reason why Wickham looked unhappy, and his first reaction was that he might make trouble again.

In her mind, Wickham was everything a villain did except his looks.

After a while, Wickham seemed to have achieved what he wanted, his expression stretched, and he greeted Jiqiu very politely.

Darcy, who came out behind, had no expression on his face, showing no mood.

Jiqiu had no choice but to ask, "What is Mr. Wickham looking for you for?"

"I arranged for him a priesthood job, where he had conflicts with the priest, so he didn't want to stay there anymore." Darcy sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"and then?"

"I gave him a sum of money to help him go to school." Darcy swirled the wine in his glass and took a sip.

"It is impossible for him to use this money for his studies." Jiqiu said with certainty.

"I know." Darcy shrugged indifferently, "This is his freedom, what does it have to do with me?"

"He may come back to take revenge. Wickham is very jealous. He always regards himself as old Mr. Darcy's own son." Jiqiu sneered.

"You think so?" Darcy raised his eyebrows in surprise. He really didn't think about Wickham's revenge.

After all, his father had always been kind to him during his lifetime, and he followed his father's words to help him after his death.

"Yes, you have to be careful as soon as possible." Jiqiu frowned in disgust.

Darcy didn't answer, but he took this sentence to heart. Although he couldn't figure out why Hyde hated Wickham so much, it didn't prevent him from jumping for joy.

He didn't get along well with Wickham by nature, but out of love for his father, he never specifically targeted him, just treated him as a guest.

Two days later, Barton came to Jiqiu with the clues of the investigation.

"Some people are far more disgusting than imagined." Jiqiu lazily spread out on the deck chair in the garden, looking at the report brought back by Barton. On the paper, it was written that the blacksmith George bullied a girl half a year ago, and the girl behind was unbearable. He chose to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river.The girl's parents passed away because of the death of their beloved daughter, unable to bear the blow.

She is now almost certain that the death of the blacksmith George is related to Mrs. Hilda, but...

'what should I do? '

'If you don't stop it, more people will die, but the people they kill are scum. '

Jiqiu suddenly thought of a philosophical question. If Mrs. Hilda is reported, then the good people will be killed and the bad people will be saved.

But how could she guarantee that Mrs. Hilda killed bad people every time, and she was completely blank about their judgment of good or bad.

True, kill George the blacksmith, and no more girls will be killed.But as more and more people are killed, exposure will happen sooner or later.

The current women's rights defense is still in its infancy. If there is no guidance, it will be easily used by others and become a handy weapon.

If you want to frame a person, you only need to put on the hat of abusing women, and then try to let women know that you can get rid of your serious problems without doing anything.

Thinking of this, Jiqiu's head started to jump, it's really difficult.

Just when Jiqiu didn't know how to go, she received an invitation letter.

"Mrs. Hilda invited me to visit her home." Jiqiu looked at the invitation letter, feeling a little outrageous, why did they act so fast? !

"When did you become familiar with her?" Bingley asked, who was sitting on the sofa.

"We've only met three times in total." Jiqiu stuffed a cookie into his mouth.

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Darcy looked at his handsome junior, a beautiful widow who had lost her husband, and invited a boy who hadn't met a few times to visit her home. No matter how you looked at it, it was abnormal.

"She didn't say that she could bring someone there." Jiqiu looked at the two men who were facing a formidable enemy, and wanted to laugh, "It's just next door. You can go find me before I come back before dark."

Although he asked the two friends with a relaxed face, he still had a serious face when facing Barton, "You observe in the grove, and shoot immediately if there is any abnormality."

"Okay, sir." Barton looked at the boy wearing the same clothes as usual, and was a little worried, "Do you really not need to bring the wooden warehouse?"

"No, it's just a woman." Jiqiu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Relax, it's just a visit."

If it doesn't work, take off your clothes, if you can't beat it, just join.One of the reasons why Jiqiu is willing to go to the banquet is that they have never laid hands on women.

The forest was very small, Ji Qiu didn't even ride a horse, and walked directly to Hilda Manor.

Knocking on the door, the person who opened the door was a maid with a big waist and a round waist, with dark skin, about 30 to 40 years old