() It’s still the same tavern as when I first came to Smedley, still sitting by the window, still watching the lotus pond alone. Drexler is not here today because he has to go to a nearby island to collect the bill. It seems
There is also an estate owned by the Flamini family on the nearby island. At this time of year, the family has to be busy collecting accounts everywhere. Last night, after the inexplicable singing stopped, I felt the wall with the domineering force of my knowledge.
On the other hand, I don't want to think about it, because it is a very cruel scene, and I don't even understand why there are those things in St. Petersburg...
"Can I borrow a seat?" A strong and powerful voice came from beside me. I didn't care, I nodded and agreed. But when the person sat opposite me, I began to regret it. The top of my head
He has short purple hair and black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. The most conspicuous thing is the huge mechanical weapon on his broken right arm, a crusher! Zefa! Isn't he gone? Why does he appear here again?
Did he come here for me? Does he know me? "Blood Demon Costa, I didn't expect that a big shot like you would show up in this place." Sure enough, his first words cleared up my doubts.
He did know me and recognized me, but from the look of him, he didn't seem to want to fight me. "I felt your presence in St. Petersburg yesterday. Those four girls must also be pirates?"
Putting down my guard, I asked Zefa: "Since you have felt me, why are you indifferent? Don't you want to kill all the pirates in the world?"
"That's not right. I do hate some pirates, but I like some pirates very much, such as Whitebeard."
"I'm not interested in that. What I want to know is, you clearly left yesterday, why did you appear in front of me again now?"
"Well," Zefa thought for a while, and finally said to me: "I have always had a doubt that I haven't solved, but seeing you made me think of it. Can you help me clear it up?"
I looked at Zefa carefully, and the vigilance in my heart suddenly rose, and I slowly responded to him: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I'm not very smart."
"No, no, no, you can," Zefa quickly interrupted me, "When I sensed your presence the day before yesterday, it was Drexler who was telling you about things related to me. And yesterday,
I know everything that happened when you had breakfast. I find that you seem to have noticed something fishy in these things, and I really want to know the answers to some things. Can you help me look it up?"
"tell me the story."
"The last time I came to this place was sixteen years ago. At that time, because of certain things, I couldn't control my emotions and made a scene in this place for three days and three nights. But later when I thought about it
When this happened, I felt deeply guilty."
"Just because you made a mess in other people's homes?"
"of course not."
"No?" I looked at Zefa doubtfully and asked slowly, "Then what is the crime you are talking about?"
"I killed someone."
"kill!"
"Shh!" Zefa quickly made a soft gesture to me. He turned his head and looked around. The guests drinking in the pub looked at us. I smiled at them sheepishly, and then sat down again.
Come down.
"Who did you kill!" I felt a little anxious, as if I had found some clue! If my guess is right, there must be a reason for the singing I heard and the scene I saw in the wall, an unknown secret.
, a suffocating process!
"I don't know," Zefa's face was filled with memories. "I only know that it must have been the third day when I went crazy. The door of the room where I was imprisoned was suddenly opened, and a person walked in. At that time, there was no
I didn't pay attention, I just mechanically attacked him with a crusher."
"Isn't that bad!" I was a little anxious, and I didn't know why. Maybe I was anxious because my former friend had made a big mistake.
"Of course I know, but when I woke up, I realized that everyone was there at the time, whether it was my students or the Flamini family. At that time, I thought I was going crazy, but I was wrong.
At that time, I was still thinking that maybe it was a wild cat or dog that came in. But after so much time passed, the more I thought about it, the more wrong I became. But I couldn't tell what was wrong, so I had to come here to talk about it."
After listening to Zefa's narration, I thought about the matter from beginning to end. Slowly, a relatively clear story appeared in my mind. This is a tragedy, a complete tragedy. I don't know this
It’s better to tell the story or not. But thinking about the things in the wall, I think I should tell it. Whether it’s for the victims or innocent people, these stories can free them. I pulled
We went to Zefa and walked back to St. Petersburg together. In the castle, Eliseu and Dopoulos looked at me with strange faces, not understanding why I summoned them. Even the four girls looked at me with strange expressions.
They were puzzled. In their opinion, it was rare for me to look so dignified.
I'm waiting, waiting for someone, waiting for the most important protagonist, the most important victim, the most cruel murderer in this matter!
Finally, the housekeeper led a man in. The man did not notice the strange atmosphere in the room, but walked straight to Eliseu and happily reported to Eliseu: "Father, under our name
The store has made a lot of money in the past year! We can even open a new store to further increase the influence of the Flamini family!" After finishing speaking, Drexler discovered
There was a weird atmosphere in this room. He tried calling Eliseu. Eliseu pouted in my direction, indicating that this inexplicable atmosphere was all my work. Drexler looked at it.
Looking at me, I noticed Zefa beside me, "Uncle Zefa, why are you back again?"
"Um...how do I put it," Zefa touched his nose embarrassedly, then pointed at me and said, "I was pulled back by this guy."
"Costa?" Drexler looked at me doubtfully, "What's going on?"
I stood up from my seat and walked over to Drexler. I reached out and patted Drexler on the shoulder, and I said to him without any shame: "Don't blame me."
"What...what the hell is going on?" Drexler was confused and had no idea what was going on.
Not only did he not understand what happened, but everyone around me didn't understand what was going on. Even myself, if I hadn't discovered something by chance, I think I would just regard everything here as a piece of cake in my life.
An ordinary past? "Follow me, I think there are some things that only you can make the most correct decision after you see them for yourself." After saying that, I took the lead and walked towards the guest room where I and the four girls lived.
passed.
That place is the beginning of all tragedies, and it should naturally be the end of all tragedies.