Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

44. Caught in the act

The Rhodes Island universal lock-picking set looks like a stick of chewing gum, and you would definitely mistake it if you didn't look carefully. Just as Feng Qingyu was about to invade the basement, he heard a "squeaking" sound of shoes rubbing against the ground behind him.

A beam of strong light hit her face, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes. Her body stepped back reflexively, Qing Xiao drew his sword from its sheath, pointed it directly in front of the beam, and prepared to swing it.

"It's me, please put away the sword."

There was no emotion in the administrator's voice, but he was probably angry.

Someone entered the tool room without permission and tried to break into the basement. As the owner, it is impossible for me to remain indifferent.

Feng Qingyu felt that he was doomed. Either he would be kicked out, or he would be scolded and then kicked out. Neither of the two endings was what he liked. The former would save him from being scolded.

She retracted her sword and waited for the storm to hit her head.

The administrator dimmed the flashlight and put on a disgusted expression.

"You're a lot like the naughty kids who live in the neighborhood. They claim there's a treasure in my basement, and often sneak in when I'm not at home, saying they're exploring, but in fact they always make a mess of the yard. I hate people breaking into my house without permission, so one night I pretended to be out, and when they came in to explore, I dressed up as a bloody female ghost. After that, those little bastards never showed up at my house again."

As the administrator spoke, he gritted his teeth in anger.

"I... I'm curious. Before I became a worker, I was an adventurer. Unfortunately, I couldn't make money from adventures, and they would cost me all my savings. In order to prepare for the next adventure, I had to work in a factory."

Feng Qingyu no longer felt guilty for telling a lie. Even when facing such a beautiful lady, as long as it did not harm others, telling a lie was necessary.

The administrator did not completely believe this statement, but he did not express any doubt about it either.

"Do you really want to see what's inside the door?"

"Of course... adventurers have a natural desire to explore and learn."

"You will be greatly disappointed by what is inside."

Under Feng Qingyu's gaze, the administrator took out a brand new silver key from his pocket and opened the silver iron door blocking the basement. There was a smooth unlocking sound, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open.

There are no new lights installed in the basement yet, and the old ones are broken, so we can only use a flashlight to check.

The space built under the mansion is not small. There are several rooms. The things piled up in them have long been cleared out. Each room is empty and there is nothing left.

There was no treasure, no three-headed hellhound guarding the gate, and no terrifying female ghost. What he saw was extremely disappointing.

Although Feng Qingyu expected this, the disappointment was still like a bucket of cold water poured over her head. For example, when she and Kal'tsit were discussing biology and it was the most exciting part, Amiya suddenly appeared and asked Kal'tsit to perform an emergency operation on an infected person. For the sake of her sacred duty, Kal'tsit left her alone and put on her clothes without recognizing any relatives.

"Damn it, there's nothing here, not even as good as the haunted house in the amusement park."

"This is my basement. What does it have to do with a haunted house? Now that you've finished watching, go and help me prepare the ingredients. I wanted to find someone to help wash the vegetables and chop the meat, but I found that you were not in the house, the door to the backyard was not closed, and the door to the tool room was also open, so I came down to find you."

"I'm sorry... for causing you trouble."

"What I need now is not an apology, but a helper."

"..."

The administrator took Feng Qingyu away in a tough manner and asked her to help wash vegetables in the kitchen sink.

Preparing dinner by oneself is a very tiring job. When Feng Qingyu was in a gang, he had worked as an assistant and even replaced the chef when he was sick. He knew how difficult it was to prepare dozens of dishes.

Even if there are a group of younger brothers helping you, those people are clumsy and only know how to wield guns and sticks. They never go into the kitchen and have no idea how to handle ingredients. The temporary teaching is inefficient and in the end you end up being the only one doing it.

After preparing meals for everyone, I looked at the table full of food but felt so tired that I had no appetite and just wanted to rest. Now I only have to cook dinner for two people, which is much easier than cooking for dozens of people.

The kitchen is an open kitchen, connected to the living room, so there is no cramped space.

Feng Qingyu was standing at another sink washing vegetables while the administrator was processing meat. The meats that Victorians liked were generally beef and chicken, as well as fish and possibly lamb, but pork was rare.

The vegetables on the chopping board include potatoes, onions, carrots, etc., which are best combined to make beef curry rice with Dongguo style, or stewed beef with potatoes with Yanguo style.

Compared to stewing, stir-frying is more to your taste. For the same ingredients, the taste of boiled or stewed ingredients is far less appetizing than stir-frying over high heat.

I wonder if this Victorian can get used to Yan country’s food.

Just as she was about to ask, she saw the administrator throw down the kitchen knife and show her his bleeding finger.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat my cooking tonight. What a pity. I rarely cook for others."

"Or...or should I cook?"

"can you?"

The administrator looked Feng Qingyu up and down with a suspicious look, thinking that she was a young lady who had never touched women. Although it was a preconceived impression, she did give people the feeling of being of extraordinary status.

“I used to cook for my coworkers.”

"Then I'll trouble you. I'll go to the second floor to treat my wounds first."

"Do you want me to..."

"No, I don't like people coming into the room."

"..."

After being coldly rejected, Feng Qingyu didn't plan to continue to try his best to please others. He cleaned the bloody knife and immediately started cutting meat.

In addition to the several kinds of vegetables mentioned above, there are also tomatoes and sweet corn. Two dishes and one soup are definitely enough.

The dishes she was expected to make were stir-fried beef, corn and carrot soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and shredded potatoes. However, she faced a test: there was no rice here. Without rice, Yan cuisine would have no soul.

Fortunately, there is such a thing as takeout in this world. If you don’t have rice, you can order two servings from a nearby restaurant that serves rice, and add some drinks and side dishes to round out the bill.

When the administrator finished treating the wound on his finger and came down from the second floor, Feng Qingyu had already cut the vegetables and was ready to start cooking. There were all kinds of kitchen utensils, including frying pans and spatulas. Pour the oil into the pot to preheat it, boil the soup first, and then you can start cooking the first dish.

Looking at the ingredients cut into new shapes, the administrator was worried whether the food would taste good. Asking a tenant from a foreign country to help cook might not be the right choice.

"Forget it... I can just eat instant noodles."

45. Sell tails to pay rent

At about seven o'clock in the evening, steaming hot meals were placed on the dining table in the living room. To the administrator's surprise, the dishes were all delicious and even better than takeout.

Perhaps I underestimated this tenant.

She scooped up some potato shreds with a fork and put them on the plate to taste separately, then used a rice spoon to taste the tomato scrambled eggs next to it. These were all dishes she had never tried before, and they were very fresh.

These two dishes give the taste buds a novel and completely different experience, and are much more delicious than instant noodles.

After this dinner, I may not want to eat instant noodles for a long time.

"good."

"That's good."

Feng Qingyu was observing the administrator's expressions while eating. The administrator picked up the dishes with a frown on his face, but his brows relaxed the moment he ate them, proving that the food tasted fine.

During her tenure at Rhodes Island, she never neglected to hone her cooking skills. The Rhodes Island kitchen invited her to join many times to provide high-quality meals for the operators, so as to minimize the chances of everyone being poisoned by Hibiscus's nutritious meals.

Considering that cooking requires standing for a long time, which is very stressful for the waist and legs, and the tolerance of these two parts needs to be used elsewhere, she had to decline the kind invitation of the kitchen logistics staff.

There was very little communication during the dinner, almost none.

After both of them had eaten and drunk enough, the previously agreed signing was carried out smoothly. Finding nothing in the basement, Feng Qingyu was hesitant whether to do this in vain.

Thinking that there might be other secrets hidden in the house, as long as the administrator is on duty at the library, there will be plenty of opportunities to walk around and search for clues. As long as you have the legal right to move around in the house, this process is not considered illegal intrusion.

When the rental contract was placed in front of her, she read the contents carefully and found no traps. The rent was also very cheap, only 6000 Longmen coins a month, one month deposit and one month payment, which was much better than a house that required a deposit of two months and three months payment or a one-time payment for a year.

The consumption level in Victoria is very high. A few thousand Longmen coins can only be used to rent a house for a week or half a month in the city center. Cheap rentals are only available in very poor conditions or very remote areas.

This house is a real villa. Although the yard is a bit dirty and still needs to be tidied up, the environment inside the house is much better than expected. It is not a dirty, moldy ruin.

"Do you have any questions? If not, just sign and pay. It's getting late, and I have to clean up the kitchen. I have to go to work at six tomorrow morning, so I have to go to bed before ten."

"No."

Feng Qingyu signed his name on the contract, took out 12 Longmen coins with a face value of 1000 from his wallet to pay the rent and deposit, and took his copy of the contract away.

"I will move in probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. How will the rooms be allocated?"

"I'll take you there then. That's all for today."

The administrator looked very tired and obviously didn't want to continue entertaining Feng Qingyu. Feng Qingyu tactfully left and started his journey home.

The visibility in Mannheim at night is very low, there are almost no street lights around, and the lighting can only rely on car lights and moonlight. It is a completely different world from the city, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "isolated from the world".

If Feng Qingyu lived here for a while, she would definitely be bored to unbearable levels.

Transportation is inconvenient, there are no entertainment options, and the "neighbors" around are not necessarily friendly. It's no different from being in prison.

Dark places are the most likely to breed evil things. The brutal murder that happened near my home still makes my scalp tingle when I think back on it.

"Why not just ask a Feng Shui master to do something?"

No one wants a murder to happen right in front of their house. To be honest, it's quite depressing to have police officers monitoring nearby every day.

It was 9:30 in the evening when Feng Qingyu got home. He met the housekeeper Uncle Qi in the living room. He was holding a toolbox in his hand and seemed to be going to the courtyard to repair the broken fence.

"Miss, your request has been fulfilled. I personally sent the girl home after lunch. She is very grateful for your hospitality and help, and asked me to pass this letter to you."

The butler took out a beautiful light pink envelope from his vest pocket. The envelope exuded a light fragrance, and both the color and the cute animal patterns on it were very girly.

There was nothing written on the envelope because it didn't need to be mailed. She planned to take the contents back to her room and appreciate them slowly.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll buy you a drink later."

Feng Qingyu patted the butler's shoulders a few times, did not pull him aside to chat, and went straight upstairs.

Two lovely roommates went to Londinium for field work, and Sulter left her a message saying that they would not be back in the next few days. Without two people, the house suddenly became very quiet.

She sighed at the empty room, sat on the sofa and opened the envelope.

Inside was a neatly folded piece of light blue letter paper, which had the same fragrance as the envelope. On the letter paper were a few lines of Victorian writing in a water-based pen. The handwriting was a little crooked at first, but it became normal later, which showed that the writer was very nervous.

The content is very simple and unpretentious, and you can finish reading it in less than a minute.

[Dear Miss Feng Qingyu:

Thank you for your help. I will give you a reply soon regarding the work. I will call a meeting of the workers immediately. Please wait for good news. In addition, what happened that night made me feel very comfortable. Your tail is as outstanding as your appearance and temperament. 】

The last sentence was a bit strange, but Feng Qingyu couldn't tell what was strange about it.

I always feel that the girl named Leonard is mocking me. Her tail is as outstanding as her temperament, implying that selling her tail can lead to an easy and comfortable life, for example, selling it to the administrator can exempt her from rent (bushi).

After reading Leonard's letter, Feng Qingyu folded it, put it back into the envelope, put it in one of the drawers of the desk, and lay on the bed in a daze.

Since leaving Rhodes Island, there have been no emergency missions to be dispatched at any time. This dull and comfortable life actually made her feel a little...boring.

Going to bed so early was not her style. When she was a gangster, she often stayed up late, and gang fights were always in the middle of the night. However, the nightlife in Rhodes Island was rich. Every day, beautiful female operators came to her for academic exchanges. Everything was so fulfilling.

"It's really impossible to go to bed early at this age."

Just as I closed my eyes, a picture flashed through my mind.

In the basement of the Leitania Mage's mansion, in the farthest corner of the room, she caught a glimpse of crayon drawings on the wall. The pictures were not completely illogical, but they looked crude, like children's graffiti, and could be seen on several walls.

Logically, the crayon drawings should appear in the mansion above ground, so why are they on the wall in the basement?

Could it be that there was a child living in the basement back then?

The clues were temporarily cut off here, but that didn't mean there was no breakthrough. Feng Qingyu remembered that there was another person who might know something.

46. ​​One-hit kill

An old man named Carters, wearing a white coat and with white hair, flashed before my eyes. He was like a ghost in the dark night, wandering in the dark corridor of the hospital, without making any footsteps when passing by, with a gentle but strange smile on his face.

That guy must know a lot.

It is said that this doctor has lived for more than a hundred years. Even though he is not older than Kal'tsit and Warfarin, he is definitely not young. When the incident happened, he was almost forty years old.

This information can be obtained with just a little investigation and is not really a secret.

There are secrets hidden in Mannheim General Hospital. If nothing can be found in the villa, we can only move to another place. As an experienced Longmen policeman, it is impossible for him to stay in one place.

"I almost forgot about him."

The last time he left the hospital, Feng Qingyu left behind something that sounded like a threat.

If the director doesn't tell her what happened in Mannheim, she will hire a demolition team to demolish this broken hospital. The land under the hospital currently belongs to another real estate company. As long as they buy it from the other party and hire a group of people to drive an excavator to the door, there is no need to worry that the director will not give in.

The purpose was not to get the land or demolish the hospital; she had no interest in it at all.

It was already late tonight, and it was unsafe to wander outside at night. Feng Qingyu was worried that he might run into a vicious serial killer, so he didn't plan to go out again. He planned to go to the street the next day to find a store that specialized in selling hunting dogs and buy a few to guard the house.

After a calm and uneventful night, the next day, according to the plan, we had to find the owner of the land to discuss the purchase.

Feng Qingyu didn't know which company it belonged to now, and the only person in the family who knew about it was the butler Uncle Qi.