“The thing that happened in the New Testament back then was really strange.
"It makes me worried to this day...
"If someone can clear up my doubts, I am willing to pay a good reward..."
Solomon crossed his fingers, and his voice seemed to have a magical power, making the sound of the band playing outside the window quieter.
Sean and Yueguang looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes:
The strange thing that makes famous detectives in Europe puzzled to this day?
What could it be?
Considering that Solomon's true rank is King, Sean planned to ask about the specific situation carefully first: "Mr. Solomon, you have aroused our curiosity - what happened back then, that makes you, a well-known detective, puzzled to this day? ?”
Picking up the knife and fork again, Solomon cut a piece of fried anchovy meat and put it in his mouth: "That was about five years ago...", the great detective began his "immersive" narration...
A wooden door inlaid with glass was pushed open, and the bell on the door made a tinkling sound.
Baker Stuart Solomon, with a red face, walked out of a pub called "Hometown Lamington" and happily said goodbye to the "drinking buddies" in the pub who had just chatted with him.
The swing door closed behind him, instantly cutting off the warmth and excitement in the tavern.
The cold wind on New York Street at night instantly made him sober up from his drunken state.
I just finished visiting my old friend, but the environment in his home is not suitable for drinking too much.
Solomon, who was aroused by his "drinking bug", went to the tavern and drank half a bottle of whiskey before returning to the street with satisfaction.
Leaning crookedly on a gooseneck crutch, Solomon, who was slightly fat, took out a pipe, tobacco and matches from his pocket, lit it with some difficulty, and took a satisfied puff in the night breeze.
What time is it now?
Um……
unimportant.
Solomon took a comfortable pace and decided to take a walk on the "White Street" next to it.
White Street is a famous bustling street in New York City. There are more than two dozen theaters with different styles, and hundreds of bustling and confusing musicals and large-scale dance performances are performed every day...
Although it was already very late, the detective knew that some theaters had special midnight performances, and Solomon, who was still drunk, planned to go and take a look...
"Anyway, there is nothing else to do in the New Testament. You can sleep in tomorrow..." Exhaling a breath of smoke comfortably, Solomon walked forward on crutches.
Soon, the slightly plump figure walked onto the white street that was still brightly lit.
There were already few pedestrians on the street where the tavern was located just now, but here, there are still convertibles whizzing by, there are dancers in stage costumes to attract the audience, and there are men and women in costumes walking through and laughing...
"It's really lively." With drunken eyes and a blur, he moved the wooden pipe in his mouth, and the detective walked into this bustling world.
Walking through theaters one after another, Solomon saw posters for musicals, but Solomon could never find the show he wanted to watch...
"Well...I'm tired of those old stories and want to read something new."
The detective muttered and walked forward.
Suddenly, he saw a theater with red light shining in front of him.
The whole white street is brightly lit, but strangely, the theater seems to be in a very special corner - a corner with not very much lighting.
It stood there quietly, its red light flashing, and it had a mysterious beauty.
"At least the art design is special..." The European detective shrugged and slowly walked to the door of the red theater.
There are no staff wearing gorgeous costumes to attract tourists, and the people in uniforms at the ticket booth seem to be taking a nap...
"'Blood Red Wedding'?" Solomon squinted at the poster for the upcoming musical.
It was a bleeding heart, and the whole poster was stained with blood-like red.
"It seems interesting..." Solomon twirled his thin beard and walked towards the ticket office...
"Please wait a moment." Moonlight·1902 at this moment paused Solomon's narration.
"'Blood Red Wedding'?" Moonlight groped her face and frowned, "After I first landed ashore, in order to make a living, I played the piano in the theater on White Street for a while...
“So I still have a certain understanding of musicals.
"There have been dozens of plays performed on White Street in recent years, but I have never heard of this play..."
Looking at the changing shadows on the detective's face due to the light outside the window, Sean stared slightly - he suddenly realized that the story Solomon told was about to enter a strange part.
"Yes, it's strange, isn't it?" Solomon seemed to take a sip of wine to relieve his uneasiness, "But I didn't know this at the time.
"Anyway, I walked to the ticket booth, asked about the price, handed over five New Zealand dollars, bought the ticket, and walked into the theater..."
"What's the name of that theater?" Sean didn't wait for the key information.
The detective shook his head regretfully: "I forgot - or rather, I didn't care at all."
Continuing the interruption just now, Solomon walked into the theater with the tickets.
The lighting in the corridor leading to the performance hall was a little dark, but the soft velvet carpet on the ground still made Solomon feel very comfortable.
From time to time, couples holding hands passed by, people quickened their pace, and the show seemed to be about to begin.
Solomon became slightly excited. He walked into the spacious performance hall, pressed the ticket number, and found his seat.
"No. 19, row 8. I still remember it." Solomon emphasized, "Because it was the birthday of an old friend of mine."
Not long after we sat down, the dark red curtain was opened and the performance began.
Solomon sank into his seat, and soon got into the drama thanks to his drunkenness...
"What kind of story is that?" Time jumps to the present again, Sean is holding his chin, his face is also uncertain due to the light and shadow outside the window.
He had already had a premonition that Solomon, sitting in the theater, would see a "special" play.
The detective frowned, waved his hands slightly, and tried his best to describe it in words: "I still remember the outline of the story.
"The specific content of the story is actually not much worth mentioning. It is a very classic ancient story.
“However, the actors’ performances, as well as the script and stage presence, were very good.
“I have to say, I really took it in at that time.
"I haven't had that feeling of being led along by a story for a long time..."
After recalling it, Solomon continued: "Let's put it this way, all my attention was focused on the stage at that time - it seemed that it was not a story being performed, but a real experience that I was watching.
"In short, before the climax of the final story, it has left me with extremely unforgettable memories..."
Tapping his fingers on the table, Solomon tilted his head: "Of course, that's not just my feeling.
"You know, I remember that there were no less than a hundred people sitting in the theater that day, but everyone was watching intently, and the men even forgot to smoke -
"It proves that it was indeed a good performance."
Sean nodded, and Yue Guang, who was sitting by the window, also listened carefully, his eyes twinkling.
No questions asked, they knew Solomon would continue.
The detective sighed, and his speech slowed down due to his complicated thoughts: "There is really nothing special about the first half of the story...
"The strangest thing is its climax..."
Solomon looked directly at Sean.
The New Testament reporter squinted--he saw in Solomon's eyes a hint of doubt, a hint of panic, and a hint of... ecstasy.
"That was a sight I had never seen before, and I never imagined that the story would progress so strangely... I don't know how to describe it in words..."
"What kind of scene was it?" Sean knew that Solomon was not trying to show off - he was indeed in a huge shock at that time, and he was really in a huge confusion at this time.
Solomon took a deep breath and began to tell...
