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White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 51
As an employed person, he always has to make sure that his target is really dead!Gently placing his hand on Faulkner's bare chest and making sure that his heart is no longer beating, Cajori nodded with satisfaction.The person is indeed dead.As for who killed him? Is it so important?He only needs to tell his employer that the goal has been achieved, and the rest is not within his job scope.Thinking of this, Cajori wanted to leave, but as soon as he walked out of the door, he was grabbed by the hem of Isabella's trousers, "Take me away, please...After the panic, Isabella found that her legs were so weak that she couldn't even stand up. But continue to stay at a murder scene?She asked herself if she had such courage, and was afraid of being discovered by the police, so she could only ask the man in front of her for help, "For the sake of me bringing you here."At least, she completed the task, didn't she?Cajori glanced at Isabella with contempt, "Weak woman. "But considering tha
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 52
Mycroft hated accidents, but his current position forced him to deal with them for his boss. After all, the Earl of Lymington was a man of action and influential in the House of Lords, not some noble who only had a title but didn't care about politics or participate in politics. Such a person might not be able to help, but it was easy to ruin something, even if he was old and dying.But what did that saying go?When one bad thing happens, another bad thing will follow, and then there will be a constant stream of bad problems to trouble you.Mycroft is facing such a situation now. He just left Whitechapel and felt a toothache for the first time in a long time because of staying up late and eating cake. He had to stop at a pharmacy when the carriage passed by a pharmacy to buy a bottle of toothache potion.He didn't expect this bottle of potion to completely relieve his pain, but at least it lasted until he sat in front of his dentist.Mr. Holmes, who hurriedly got off the carriage, rai
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 53
He took the bottle of mouthwash suspiciously, and looked at Mycroft with a strange look. It was not New Year's Day or Christmas, so what gift was there?But he looked at the label on the mouthwash and opened the lid to smell it. "Mint-flavored mouthwash? Where did you buy it?"As a senior dentist, Dr. Schraminger has his own way of taking care of the oral cavity. One of them is to dilute the disinfectant used in surgery and add some flavors to use as mouthwash?? This method is a bit weird, and the irritating taste is not accepted by most people, but Dr. Schraminger obviously has a good understanding of bacteriology and microbiology, and is very brave in the exploration of medicine.However, just like the original function of disinfectants, the taste is still a bit irritating even after dilution, and the taste is not so easy to accept. The bottle of mouthwash in front of him is different. Although it smells like a cool breath rushing to the brain, it is not irritating at all, which mak
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 54
Mycroft, who had just found the real owner and heard that the real owner had died with only one son and one daughter left, had to continue to invest in finding Arthur Leamington's descendants.And Mia, one of the people being looked for, was holding a bottle of mouthwash that had just come off the assembly line and observing it carefully."How is it? Does it meet your standards?" Dr. Schlamminger sat opposite her and stroked his mustache and asked.Although it sounds a bit incredible, the fact is that in the past two months, he has not only become a loyal user of the mouthwash invented by this lady, but also a partner with her. Isn't this amazing?"I think it can be officially put into the market." Partner Mia nodded, showing a pleasant smile, and even the scars on her face looked brighter.She didn't expect that the potential big customer was not caught, but a dentist partner was caught, but this result is actually better than a potential mouthwash user."Our customers will definitel
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 55
This is definitely not Derek's colleague, this is Mia's first thought.Not only because Derek has never mentioned such a person in the past, but also because no matter in terms of dress or behavior, the man in front of him has a barrier that is incompatible with the East District. He looks more like those who will move their office locations according to the Queen's whereabouts, with an indelible cabinet flavor.So this is a government official?Mia quickly guessed an identity, but didn't understand why such a person came here?Or another identity? Noble? Gentry? Chasing interests?"Can we go in and talk?" Looking at Mia's calm expression, Mycroft's head began to hurt. This lady is obviously very smart, she must have realized something."Of course." Mia nodded happily, looked at Mycroft deeply, pushed open the door and stepped back to make room, "Please."She wanted to know what this person wanted to do when Anne and Derek were not at home.Mycroft: "…………"He glanced at Mia, who was s
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 56
He was just lazy, not without temper. Anyone who was busy enough all day long would be irritable if they had to take time out to deal with the mess of a bunch of nobles, not to mention someone like him who already had some power in his hands? Restraining himself from causing trouble was his greatest tolerance, but it didn't mean that he really thought the matter was over and didn't want to retaliate. London was not a small city. In order to find Arthur Leamington, he sent out a group of men to collect information before he personally went into battle. It can be said that in the past four months, he basically did not have a good sleep, and he had to deal with the pain of his teeth from time to time. Mycroft felt that he did not blow up the mastermind behind this matter because he was thinking about the health of Her Majesty the Queen!But now there is a ready-made tool in front of him. It would be too stupid if he didn't know how to use it?Yes, he couldn't do anything himself, but he
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 57
Mycroft was choked by her and couldn't help but retort, "If you knew that her enjoyment of life was to steal her friends' husbands, you wouldn't say such things."He had no problem with men having mistresses, nor women having lovers, but he felt uncomfortable when he stole someone from his close friends. Why did so many men choose their friends? What a bad habit!"Go on." Mia looked at Mycroft in surprise, as if she was wondering why his sense of morality was so high, and almost broke the defense of Mr. Holmes, who had not yet cultivated himself.But he still resisted the urge to mock the lady's ladylike behavior and continued to tell her about the Lymington family. "In addition, before the Earl of Lymington got married, he had a close female friend. Because of their status, the two did not get married, but the daughter of this lady married the son of the Earl's younger brother. I must remind you of one thing. It is still a mystery whether the father of young Lady Lymington is the Ear
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 58
As soon as he came back, he heard Dorrell talking about someone looking for Mia. The couple hurried to the back, but as soon as they came in, they saw a man holding their daughter's hand. Who could tolerate this?Derrick rushed over like a giant beast, slapped Mycroft's hand, and blocked Mia, "I warn you, be respectful!"He didn't expect to meet such a daring person, who ran to someone's house to make trouble. Could it be that his reputation as the beast of Whitechapel has not spread to Spitalford?Mycroft's hand hurt after being beaten: "…………"He was completely confused now. He didn't expect that the first time he was beaten in his life was because of such an outrageous and ridiculous thing. He couldn't help but retort, "What can I do to Miss Leamington?"Is it what she wants to do to me? With that brain, he wants to use the other party as a tool, doesn't she think of using him as a knife?But he glanced at Mia, whose expression changed instantly, and finally swallowed the words.As
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"I'm so glad you like it." Mia's eyes curved up. It was worth asking Mycroft about the Duke's preferences. "Do you want to have breakfast with us or later?"When she was in a good mood, her attitude towards others was also good. She happily asked the Duke about his plan."Even breakfast is eaten separately here?" Bassett felt that since he came to Luworth, his life concept has been challenged. Whose breakfast is divided into time periods?"We have to take into account the different habits of different people." Mia smiled, handed the reins to the groom, and walked side by side with Bassett on the road of the manor to explain the situation to him, "People who are used to getting up early will have breakfast at eight o'clock, and those who get up late will have breakfast at eleven o'clock; the same is true for dinner, people who go to bed early will have breakfast at six o'clock, and those who go to bed late will have breakfast at ten o'clock; for lunch, the latter will postpone the form
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It is certainly a happy thing that the employer gives a lot of money and good benefits, but it is also sad that the employer has a weird guest from time to time.A while ago, a crazy Duke of Bresmons came, and today a depraved playboy came. Now the two have collided with each other, which is really a bit unbearable.The butler began to miss the time when these two dukes did not come.At that time, there were tutors with different personalities in this manor, and there would be occasional guests to visit, but at least everyone's behavior was still within the normal range. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Duke from Spain made a bad start, and then things went in a strange direction and never looked back.A duke who trains himself and his subordinates in the training ground every day is already scary. The manor is about to set up a pharmacy because of his existence; now there is a playboy duke. The butler is worried that he will be asked if there is a brothel that sui
Chapter 137
After sucking in his stomach, he felt that after the exercise in the past few days, his abdominal muscles were stronger, not to mention that those effective special training made his hands and feet more flexible, making him jump back and forth between this joy and upset mood, contradictory to death. 2*** : "......." I don't know what to say to this gentleman. You look happy and sad at the same time. Are you really mentally healthy? But thinking about Mia who just left very happily, he also wanted to sigh. Sometimes some people are really qualified to be unreasonable. Silently following Lionel into the bathroom, Bassett was very surprised when he saw the liquid poured out from a bottle on the sink, "What is this?" Don't you use soap to wash your hands? Why use this liquid? It's not like there is no soap. "Removing the gunpowder smell on your hands will prevent you from being affected by the gunpowder smell when you eat." Lionel rubbed his hands carefully and said to Bassett. Thi
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"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang! Bang!" The sound of the bullets was very regular, and Mia's shooting method was also very skillful. The first bullet tried the bullet, and the three bullets behind began to exert their strength. First, one bullet hit a flying disc, and the two reloaded bullets hit the flying disc at the same time, making two very symmetrical holes on it. "How boring." Mia looked at the falling frisbee and curled her lips. She threw the hunting bullet in her hand on the table, picked up the hand bullet that the manservant had brought before, weighed it, and began to load bullets. "Click?" She shook the hand bullet, and the shell returned to its position with a crisp sound. "Release the frisbee." Mia used her left arm as a support point and put her right hand on it, "Bang bang bang bang bang bang?" Six bullets were fired continuously, directly hitting the frisbee in the air. Ignoring the stunned eyes of the people around her, she reloaded her handgun, then picked up another
Chapter 135
Apart from some very few landscape paintings, he really prefers portraits of people. For him, the latter are more valuable to appreciate. A group of people quickly moved to the collection room, a room that had been covered with curtains for a long time, and was exposed to the sun again because of the arrival of the guests. "...... It's spectacular." Bassett didn't know how to describe the owner's style of behavior here. In this collection room, not only are there portraits hanging on the walls, but there are also rows of wooden shelves hanging on the open space in the room. People with poor eyesight would think that there are a pile of colorful cloth hanging inside. What kind of weird behavior is this? But even so, he had to admit that there are really a lot of collections here, so many that it dazzled him. How many portraits are hung here? For Mia, it's a lot. The portraits of the three richest men in the Leamington family are all here. How can there not be a lot? It's because
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The Duke of Hastings really didn't want to see this situation, but that didn't mean he had to sell the land to Mia. It didn't matter if he sold it to the enemies of the Leamington family, or if he kept it and didn't sell it or develop it, or just left it there?? Anyway, he had sworn to his father that he would never marry, and was ready to make the Duke of Hastings completely extinct, so what else was there to worry about? But we need to analyze the specific issues specifically. His relationship with Mycroft was still okay. Since the other party was the matchmaker, he didn't mind going there to discuss the deal. But he didn't expect that the person who was negotiating business with him was not the Earl of Leamington himself but his sister. Oh, by the way, the Earl of Leamington standing next to him was still a child, so of course he couldn't negotiate business with him. If it wasn't his sister who was in charge, could it be his great-grandmother, Old Lady Leamington? "Hello, Miss L
Chapter 133
"......You are thanking people for the wine now?" Mycroft was speechless. Was his ally too excited and not in a good mind? "My own winery produces the product." Mia smiled slightly. If she came to Scotland and didn't open a winery, it would be a waste of time. How could she make such a mistake? Although it was not long, she really planned to take root in Scotland and run the business here well. Then, after buying the dock, buying another winery to expand the business, wouldn't it be normal? The two complement each other. If she lived long enough, she might catch up with the prohibition on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, copy the experience of her old friend, and directly run a one-stop smuggling service from the dock to make a lot of money. How could she waste such an advantage? Mycroft was stunned. He really didn't expect Mia to be able to do this. A distillery? Yes, Scotch whisky is indeed world-famous, but why is this thing so unrelated to her? "......You really have
Chapter 132
"What the hell is that? He's a psychopath!" Mia was so angry that she wanted to chop him. "Who is this? He even told me proudly that he helped me a lot. Do I need his help?" She said that she was not joking when she asked Mrs. Leamington to personally take action on Broussard. In the eyes of this cheap great-grandmother, power is the most important thing. If anyone dares to compete with her for power, just look at her eldest son Maurice? Leamington will know. The two of them fought each other fiercely, and then they didn't see each other for 30 years. Even when his son died, he didn't shed a single tear of joy. Why should Broussard be an exception? As long as he dared to take action and she caught solid evidence, she wouldn't have to do anything about it. Mrs. Leamington could exile her son to a place where no one would shit! What was the result? Now Broussard still maintains the image of a pure little lamb in his mother's heart. The only thing that could work was that his death dealt
Chapter 131
As long as he doesn't mess around, Mia is happy to help train this duke to become the greatest extreme sports athlete of the 19th century, and provide various auxiliary tools for him to reach the top!According to Mia's observation, this guy is obviously a crazy lover of extreme sports, and it is very likely to succeed if he works hard on this... If it doesn't work, then he can only use hypnosis."Oh, what kind of fate do I have?" Mia sighed and made a schedule in the study, feeling that she was really unlucky. Why did she always encounter such pitfalls?"What kind of fate?" Arthur, who had just been tortured by the teacher, floated in. He was shocked when he heard Mia's words. What happened again?Just got the news from Mr. Holmes that their youngest uncle also died in Africa. Arthur was shocked to death, and now he is a little allergic to all the wind and grass in the outside world."...A not very reliable guest came to the door." Mia glanced at the haggard Arthur, and finally did n
