The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 73 Ch.73 Mrs. Pasetti Nineteen Miles Away

The next day, Crow didn't seem to show any intention of pursuing Roland for heresy, but instead acted as if nothing had happened.

They arrived in a carriage at the home of the woman who reported the crime.

She was once a well-known local opera singer in West Manlis, and even appeared on stage as the leading role in the Garden Theater several times.

Later, she fell in love with a gentleman and became his mistress.

This lady’s life experience is quite legendary, and there are many laces:

There were rumors that in order to get the leading role, she framed her mentor and made her embarrassed on the stage, so that she could use the baron's power to become the leading role;

There are also rumors that she has secretly received the favor of a sleeping god, so she can touch the peak of art...

Nineteen miles, outskirts.

When Roland and his party came to the door, they did not see the knight.

Maybe it involves alien species, which is too scary.

Maybe they are too scary.

The concierge was a stooped old man with almost all his teeth missing. He made some inquiries, and after Fernandez showed his badge and paper documents, he tremblingly opened the door bolt.

——If he suddenly fell to the ground, foamed at the mouth and died, I wonder if Fernandez could explain it clearly...

"We thought of it together!"

The mansion located in the suburbs is not actually big, but it does have a lot of servants.

The pomp was that of a lady.

The maid and footman took off their hats and served Roland tea.

The four of them waited in the living room for nearly half an hour before the noble lady was slowly supported by the maid and came down the stairs.

Proud woman.

This was her first impression on Roland.

After all, she is a lady who has to hold her head high even when walking down the stairs.

"Wait a minute, everyone from the church." Her voice was extremely weak, but her face looked rosy and shiny.

"arsenic."

-

What?

"I just finished praying to the Father of All, and everyone came to the door."

"Usually at this time, I'm in church."

This not only explains the tardiness but also demonstrates piety.

"excuse me."

She stepped on the carpet, let go of the maid's hand, and bent her knees.

Only then did the four of them see the sparkling gems on the long skirt reflected by the light, as well as the complicated patterns...

"I was trying to find a long dress that was not too grand and could match the status of the guest." When she smiled, her originally soft facial lines became rounder and softer: "This is the second most expensive dress in my wardrobe. "

"This woman looks like you, Roland."

"hypocritical."

-

Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?

"Beautiful and hypocritical, hypocritical and beautiful."

-

Thank you for your addition.

"Hello, Mrs. Kate Pacetti. I am the executive officer of the Tribunal: Fernandez Dewinson." Fernandez introduced Roland and others in turn, and then asked non-stop about alien species.

"Don't worry yet, have some tea, oh, and snacks..."

She asked the servants to sit down and invited them to sit down.

After the plates of pastries were served, she spoke slowly.

Fernandez took out the leather-bound notebook he had prepared, opened a page, and started recording.

"...It always knocks on the door in the middle of the night. You know, although I am a humble person, I can be considered a devout believer. I have heard the priests often mention it, so if such a weird thing happens, I will never dare to let the servants open the door without permission."

Fernandez didn't take the 'interruption position' reserved for him in the woman's words, nor did he pay attention to her modesty. He wrote a few lines with a straight face and asked:

"I see you have a concierge."

"Yes, there is an old Mahler. His daughter left him and disappeared somewhere. I think he is pitiful..."

Fernandez patiently listened to her words like "Because the teachings of the Father of All Things inspired me and helped me, so I also helped this lonely widow" before he asked the concierge if he had seen anything. .

"Nothing, sir."

The woman shook her head.

"A few days later, he also heard a knock on the door. It was a knock on the door directly through the iron gate. I didn't dare to let him watch and peek, just in case..."

Fernandez nodded: "I understand, you are very kind."

A faint smile appeared on Kate Pacetti's lips, "This is what I should do. Mahler is old and sick. If I can find a good doctor, I really want to do it for him -"

Fernandez didn't answer at all, he lowered his head and wrote down two lines in a leather notebook.

I asked again about the time and interval of knocking on the door.

"More frequent."

Kate looked panicked, as if the room went cold at the mention of that thing.

"Heat the stove some more." She told the maid, and then thoughtfully asked Xander and Roland if they felt cold, and sent someone to get the shawls upstairs.

Crow is not as patient as Fernandez.

He narrowed his triangular eyes and stretched his neck forward.

"Ma'am, you don't seem afraid at all?"

"Of course I'm scared, sir? Why do you say that?"

Crow tilted his mouth, ready to make some sarcastic remarks, but was stopped by Fernandez's eyes.

"That's right, ma'am. You have to let us know some specific details. Xenomorphs are very dangerous and evil. These inhuman creatures will just tear apart everything they see with their teeth and claws - I have to praise you again. You.”

"Keep the doors closed and notify the church immediately."

"You did exactly the right thing."

These words made the woman bend her eyes.

"But you have to tell us in detail. Some details may even be related to whether we can successfully solve this trouble that disturbs your life." Fernandez changed the subject and successfully pulled the horse back.

"Yes, I know something..."

Kate Pasetti paused slightly, and after Fernandez prepared the record, she slowly said:

"It will start knocking on the door after nightfall, about ten o'clock."

"Knock until midnight."

"At first, it knocked very lightly, like stroking..."

"Then, faster and faster, heavier and heavier..."

"Heavier and heavier... heavier and heavier..."

With the cold and thin voice, the woman's expression became more and more frightened.

She spoke faster and faster, more and more anxiously, and her beautiful upturned eyes were full of panic: "What did it use to smash the door! It seems that there is also a sharp weapon scratching the door... It almost broke in... It wants to kill me... Kill us!!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, several maids ran over and hugged Pasetti.

Fernandez and Crow looked at each other and pulled out a glass tube from his inner pocket: inside was a golden liquid.

Holy water.

He dripped a few drops into the teacup and asked the maid to feed it to Pasetti.

Five minutes later, she recovered from her hysterical state.

She became more and more haggard and weak.

"How rude..." she sighed.

Fernandez waved his hand: "Believe me, madam. Among those who have met aliens, you are definitely the best. Some people can't suppress their curiosity and hurt others and themselves; some people are only concerned with panic, but hurt more people; some people even have stupid ideas and try to find aliens to "talk" -"

"Your actions not only saved yourself, but also saved everyone in the house."

"You should be proud."

The smooth and deep voice was like a cello with a lazy bow, slowly soothing the woman's emotions.

Roland listened carefully.

Fernandez was demonstrating a standard to him.

The standard procedure for handling cases.

He would have to do the same in the future.

"When did it appear? I mean... the knock on the door."

"... half a month ago, sir." The woman was obviously better. After sending the servant away, she took the teacup and drank the black tea in small sips.

She glanced at the holy water lying flat on the table.