Father Mavie

Chapter 93 Sword and Shield

"Didn't you pay attention to the layout of this villa?"

Glancing at Levin with a surprised expression, Ma Wei explained: "From this villa to Sean Rickman sitting in the living room, and the old housekeeper Downey, there are clues everywhere, but if you pay attention carefully, You can find clues.”

"My attention is all on the maids at the door. Don't rush to curse, I'm afraid there are some weapons hidden under their long skirts, you know it's scary."

"call"

Rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Ma Wei let out a sigh of relief, allowing the gradually rising blood pressure to return to normal.

"Boss, you haven't told me why you can see the identity of Mr. Sean!"

"If you want to make an inference, you have to know the other party first." Ma Wei said: "Before we came to Wexford City, we investigated the information about Sean Rickman and knew that his family was engaged in marine affairs. trade, and from 200 years ago to the present, it is the golden age of maritime trade, and the Rickman family has made a lot of money."

"Their family is not short of money. The ability to build such a castle-like villa in Wexford City shows its financial resources."

"But what is really suspicious is that the walls of this villa are covered with moss, and even the iron gate is somewhat rusted."

"Based on these alone, the identity of Sean Rickman cannot be deduced!"

Levin was puzzled: "It can only be said that he didn't take care of this villa very much, which made it a bit deserted."

"That's the problem."

Walking up the stairs, Ma Wei stopped in front of the leftmost door on the second floor. He knocked on the door, but after hearing no response, he opened the door and entered.

It looks like a lighting room for drying clothes, facing the sea, where you can see the surging waves and sunset tides.

"Sean Rickman's family is definitely not dead, and today they are still the largest marine trading company in County Wexford"

Pushing open the window, Ma Wei stretched out his head, observed the environment at the back of the villa, and after confirming that there were no Tibetans, he turned around and said, "Why does such a wealthy family neglect the ancestral house?"

"Busy."

"Yes, Mr. Sean is the only member of the Rickman family lineage, that is to say, the desertion of the villa is directly related to him." Ma Wei raised two fingers: "According to this, we can guess that Sean The gentleman has not returned to this villa for a long time, and the conversation between him and the old butler Downey can also prove this."

"If it's just for business, Sean Rickman shouldn't forget this ancestral villa, and he invited us to come here to get rid of rats with an invitation letter, which just shows that he hasn't forgotten the ancestral home, but he just doesn't have time, or can't return."

Raising his eyebrows, Levin suddenly thought of something: "Mr. Sean's ocean trading company is headquartered in Wexford City. According to common sense, he should often need to take care of company affairs, but since he returned to Wexford Why do you turn a blind eye to the ancestral house?"

Whispering, Levin seemed to understand a little bit.

The reason is actually very simple.

Sean Rickman did not manage his family's company at all. In his eyes, there are more important things than running a company!

He hasn't been back to Wexford City for a long time.
Reminiscent of Baron Bill's dinners, one can't help but wonder if Sean Rickman has been hiding in New Ross, and if so
Why is he doing this?
if not
Why did he take time out of his busy schedule to attend Baron Bill's banquet?

Is a banquet more important than your own company?

Whether it is or not, the clues point to a person.

Fourth Prince, Arthur!

"If Mr. Sean didn't take the initiative to send out the invitation, we would definitely not know his identity." Ma Wei said: "He called us to Wexford City, there must be something important."

"Well"

Levin nodded slowly, and said deeply: "Most likely, he was also instructed by the fourth prince Arthur, but what exactly does the fourth prince Arthur want to do?"

"Could it be."

"He is in this villa and wants to surprise us?"

Surprise
I think it's frightening.

Mavi smiled helplessly: "Mr. Sean tried his best to let us leave New Ross. It is not difficult to guess that it is to avoid other churches. In other words, the next thing he wants to discuss with us is important. Sex speaks for itself, so .

Curling his lips, Levin used the Siren's Tears hidden in his bosom to turn the Maomaoman into a Maomao again.

The villa is very big, and the work of eradicating rats cannot be completed in a short while. During this period, Levin still wants to continue the topic just now: "Even if we deduce that Mr. Sean is under the fourth prince Arthur, it has nothing to do with knights. Any contact!"

"The Rickman family has been knights for generations. This is a tradition. The sword and shield above the fireplace in the living room and the armor in the corner are the best proof."

Ma Wei said calmly: "This year is 1859. Frick coats, tuxedos and woolen coats are popular on the street. The predecessors of bag-shaped uniforms. The Laonki jacket suit has just taken shape and has not yet been popularized on a large scale. But even so, Mr. Sean still wears the outdated Flack dress, which was popular in the last century and the beginning of this century, but now it has become a classic dress that can only be seen occasionally at upper-class banquets."

"Few people even wear a Flack dress at a banquet." Levin shrugged, patted the tuxedo on his body and said, "The most popular thing now is actually the tuxedo I wear, like the Flack dress, I'm afraid Only those self-righteous idiots in the Popang Kingdom are still wearing it."

"That's right, the Flack dress that Mr. Sean wears is too formal and old-fashioned. A gentleman who pursues fashion can never appear in clothes that are outdated by the aesthetics of the times." Ma Wei nodded and said: "Mr. Sean doesn't care about other people's He doesn't care about fashion, he is probably a conservative person."

"When we first entered the living room, his stern gestures when he got up and the etiquette when we met were very old. Who among the young people now greets with the etiquette of the older generation?"

"And the most important thing is that I noticed that there is a thick layer of calluses on his palm and several joints, which have been formed over the years. In addition, there are also calluses on his index finger and the tiger's mouth of his right hand, but it is very Thin."

"Cocoon? What does Cocoon have to do with knights?"

"How did you feel when you touched the palms of those noble ladies?"

"Smooth and slender."

"That's right, people who are pampered and don't need to work, how can there be calluses on their hands?" Ma Wei said softly: "Only those who have been rubbing and exercising all the year round will have calluses on their hands. If I don't If you guess wrong, Mr. Sean is using a long sword, the long sword worn by knights."

"Can the sword be rubbed against the tiger's mouth?"

Levin waved the hooked iron rod in his hand very hard, but...
It has nothing to do with the tiger's mouth.

Even if the hands are worn out, calluses cannot appear in the tiger's mouth.

"It has nothing to do with the long sword, it's the trace left by the revolver." Ma Wei grinned: "The times have changed, and it's time for the knights to use new weapons."

"You said just now that he was a conformist."

"Following the rules doesn't mean you have a sick mind. Use a long sword to fight someone with a revolver. Now even the nobles are starting to duel with pistols. Cold weapons are outdated."

(End of this chapter)