The Whispering Verses Chapter 1275: Time and Hatred

"Church exorcism? For what? Did an accident happen here? Wait a minute, I don't remember there was news here during that time."

Mr. Antonio asked suspiciously, and the middle-aged mason nodded:

"During the earthquake last fall, the old stonemason Humphrey was hit in the head by a tilted stone statue and died on the spot. There was nothing strange about this incident. The police also came. There were many people present at the time. It was true. Unexpected. The matter was not published in the newspaper, only the obituary was published. After all, if businessmen from other places knew that the stone statues were stained with blood, the prices of all the stone statues would be reduced."

Mr. Antonio and Shade looked at each other, and both felt that this matter had the value of investigation. Although Mr. Antonio is an ordinary person, he also understands that there must be a reason why the church sends people to exorcise demons.

"Besides, there is one more thing."

The middle-aged mason said again:

"Uncle Huck is the living story collection of the Masons. He knows the most about the stories and history of the Masons. He once said to me before that if he sees something scary in the Society one day, he will cover his face. Squat down and turn your back to the light source. If you want to know the story, you can..."

He showed an apologetic expression:

"You can't find him. No, he is not dead. He has been taken away now...the assassination at the banquet."

"The Uncle Huck you are talking about is the one..."

Xia De made a **** gesture, and the middle-aged stonemason nodded in silence:

"The bosses won't let us talk about this."

Shad took out his wallet, gave the mason in front of him a silver coin, and then said to Mr. Antonio:

"I know Earl Granger. I'm going to try this afternoon to see if I can meet with Uncle Huck. While you are in the association, look for news about old Humphrey who was beaten to death last year."

"No problem. I'm very familiar with people from the local Sun Church. You can also go there and ask about exorcisms."

Mr. Antonio said, so the two agreed to meet at the tavern at the end of the Mason Street at five o'clock in the afternoon. The middle-aged stonemason, Mr. Peter Tolford, had not left yet. He hesitated and asked Xiang Shade:

"Sir, can you see Uncle Huck?"

"I know a very powerful person, but I can only give it a try."

Then the middle-aged mason hesitated:

"If you have enough connections, can you...let Uncle Huck's crime be given a lighter sentence? I mean, he didn't actually hurt anyone. It's certainly wrong to assassinate the prince...Assassinating anyone is wrong. It's wrong, but he is also a poor person."

Although Shade said that he wanted to contact the arrested "Uncle Huck" through Count Granger's channel, in fact it was impossible for Shade to go to the Count because he was not familiar with the Count. So after temporarily separating from Mr. Antonio, Shade went directly to find Margaret.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was having afternoon tea, heard that Shade wanted to meet the assassination prisoner, so she just thought about it and agreed to help:

"You change your clothes and blend in with my entourage. It just so happens that I was planning to go see him these days. Since you want to go too, let's go now."

Although such important prisoners are closely guarded, Margaret can still see them whenever she wants. …

"Is it still for Ms. Bernanise's assessment mission?"

Xia De asked, Her Royal Highness the Princess nodded in annoyance:

"The grudge between the Stonemasons Association and our family is more complicated than I thought. If I could have been born more than ten years earlier, it would have been easy to resolve this matter at that time. But the hatred that has been fermented by time has become more complicated than I thought. Any hatred must be strong. Time allows the seeds of hatred to germinate and take root in the ground beneath our feet, and now, this hatred has been deeply engraved in the Randall Valley. I have no intention of pointing out whose fault it was. But for me now, this is really a big trouble."

"You can't be born more than ten years early, otherwise..."

Xia De pointed at himself, and Her Royal Highness the Princess stood on tiptoes and kissed him:

"Otherwise I will be just younger than Miss Benenice... Don't tell her this, otherwise I will pass

If you pass the test, I'm afraid you won't be able to become the witch's apprentice. However, I think your relationship with Miss Benenice is not bad. ”

This sentence should have no other meaning.

Uncle Huck is currently being held in the Marsh Prison in Randall City, but Her Royal Highness will not enter that kind of place, so this meeting was arranged at the Randall City Police Station.

The meeting location is the reception room on the top floor of the police station. The police station sometimes faces such relatively dangerous meetings, so the reception room itself has a telescopic fence that can divide the room into two parts.

After Margaret sat down on the sofa, Shade, who was wearing a red royal attendant's suit and a black hat, with a sword hanging on his waist and a spear slung behind his back, stood behind him.

The maids around Margaret all knew Shade. Seeing his appearance, they all tried their best to hold back their smiles. Margaret was also very interested in Shade's cross-dressing, but fortunately she still remembered her purpose.

After a while, the criminal who attacked with a gun at last Wednesday's banquet was brought over. The last time Shade saw him, he thought he was a haggard guy. When he saw him now, he felt like he had aged ten years.

"Uncle Huck"'s hands and feet were shackled, and he was sandwiched between two armed police officers and entered the room. After sitting on a separate iron chair, his hands and feet were fastened to the ground and the chair with locks. However, although he was haggard, he seemed to have no external injuries. The interrogation by the Randall Valley police and Gray Gloves was actually more civilized than Shade thought.

After doing this, the police bowed to Her Royal Highness the Princess and exited the room. Most of the people behind Margaret also exited. In the end, only Shade and a personal maid responsible for recording documents were left.

Margaret put down the tea cup in her hand and started the next conversation directly:

"You probably know me, Margaret Anjou. Don't worry, I'm not here to persuade you to name anyone else in your confession."

Margaret handed the key chain on the table to Shade. Shade walked over and opened the fence door that separated the room. Then he opened the lock and shackles on Uncle Huck's right hand, took a cup of tea and put it on the table. to his hand.

Uncle Huck is in his forties, but he looks almost as old as Priest Augustus. He unceremoniously picked up the teacup and started drinking. Shade said from the side:...

"Don't be so anxious, there is no shortage of tea here."

"I'm here just to ask you a few questions."

Margaret continued

"If I want to buy off your hatred with a sum of money, how much gold should I spend?"

"Your money is useless unless it can turn back time."

Uncle Huck's voice was very hoarse, his facial expression was extremely tired, but his eyes were still bright.

"If I want to use a sum of money to buy out the hatred of the entire association, how much gold do I need to spend?"

Margaret asked again. Although Miss Benenice was not allowed to pay for it herself, she wanted to determine how deep the hatred was.

"Money, ha, although I don't want to admit it, 60,000 kronor should be no problem."

That is about 800,000 gold pounds, which is several times the original project payment of 100,000 pounds.

Margaret nodded, the number was not more than she expected. The reason why Uncle Huck was willing to answer her question was, of course, not just because of the cup of tea brought by Shade, but because the masons in the association really needed the money. Some people care about dignity, but some people still need to live. His own family has collapsed, but there are still people struggling to support it.

Next, Margaret asked many questions about the local masons' association. Uncle Huck answered most of them, and his attitude towards Margaret was not bad.

At the end, Her Royal Highness expressed her thoughts:

"I am just a princess, and I cannot represent the entire royal family. But during this visit to Randall Valley City, I saw the pain caused by past grudges to current people. I want to resolve the hatred and hatred between the Masons and the family. There’s no need to extend it into the next decade.”

Her hands wearing white lace gloves were folded together:

"Huck, I know your hatred,

I can understand your thinking too. But no matter who it is, it will not bring any benefit if this matter is delayed without resolution. I have no intention of telling you that the past cannot be changed and the future must be created by oneself. But if you are willing to help me, I promise to do my best to help you get a commutation of your sentence after solving this matter. You only have to spend a maximum of two years in jail to get out. ”

This is the limit of what Margaret can agree to.

"Your Highness, I understand what you want to express. But you must understand that whether this matter can be resolved does not depend on us, but on you, or, in other words, on His Majesty the King."

The old man looked at the princess in front of him, and his last words were solemn:

"What we lack is not only the delayed project payment, but also an apology. Maybe I am the first person to dare to do this, but I can guarantee that I will definitely not be the last."

This is the key to the whole incident. Margaret can think of ways to get money from other channels to serve as compensation, but the royal apology is definitely not that easy to achieve. For some people, face is far more important than gold coins. Miss Benenice's condition is that "both parties are satisfied", which is a task with a double meaning.

"I can think of a way to apologize. What I lack now is someone who knows the inside story and can act as an informant for me. Although you are a criminal now, you are also a hero in the eyes of the craftsmen of the Masons' Guild. If you are willing to help me, you are also helping yourselves. I can allow your friends to visit you in a few days, and then you can express some of the things I want to convey. "

Margaret was very vague, but it was obvious that after more than a week of preparation, she already had a general plan.

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