"Didn't you notice the layout of this villa?"
Glancing at Levin, who looked surprised, Mavey explained: "From this villa to Sean Rickman and the old butler Donnie sitting in the living room, there are clues everywhere. As long as you pay careful attention, You can find clues.”
"I'm all focused on the maids at the door...Don't rush to curse, I'm afraid they have some weapons hidden under their long skirts. You know that's scary."
"call..."
Rubbing his eyebrows, Ma Wei breathed a sigh of relief, allowing his gradually rising blood pressure to return to normal.
"Boss, you haven't told me yet why you can see the identity of Mr. Sean!"
"To make inferences, you first have to understand the other party." Mawei said: "Before coming to Wexford City, we investigated the information about Sean Rickman and learned that his family is engaged in the marine industry. Trade, and from two hundred years ago to the present, it was the golden age of maritime trade, and the Rickman family made a lot of money."
"Their family is not short of money. The ability to build such a castle-like villa in Wexford shows their financial resources."
"But what's really suspicious is that the walls of this villa are covered with moss, and even the iron doors are somewhat rusty."
"Based on these alone, we can't deduce the identity of Sean Rickman!"
Levin wondered: "This can only mean that he doesn't take care of the villa very much, causing it to be somewhat abandoned."
"That's the problem."
Walking up the stairs, Ma Wei stopped in front of the door on the far left side of the second floor. He knocked on the door, and after receiving no response, he opened the door and entered.
It looks like a daylight room for drying clothes. Facing the sea, you can see the rolling waves and sunset tides.
"Sean Rickman's family has definitely not declined. To this day, they are still the largest marine trading company in County Wexford..."
Pushing open the window, Ma Wei stretched out his head and observed the environment at the back of the villa. After confirming that no one was hiding, he turned around and said, "I wonder why such a wealthy family neglected to take care of their ancestral home?"
"Busy."
"Yes, the only direct member of the Rickman family is Sean, gentleman. In other words, the desertion of the villa is directly related to him." Ma Wei raised two fingers: "Based on 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 Donnie can also prove this."
"If he was just doing business, Sean Rickman would not have forgotten this ancestral home. And the invitation he sent us to come here to get rid of rats just shows that he has not forgotten his ancestral home, but he just doesn't have the time or the means to do it. return."
Raising his eyebrows, Levin suddenly thought of something: "Gentleman Sean's ocean trading company is headquartered in Wexford City. According to common sense, he should need to take care of the company's affairs frequently, but since he returned to Wexford City, why do you turn a blind eye to your ancestral home?"
While muttering, Levin seemed to understand.
The reason is actually very simple.
Sean Rickman does not manage his family's company at all. In his eyes, there are more important things than running the company!
He hasn't been back to Wexford City for a long time...
Reminiscent of Baron Bill's dinner party, one cannot help but wonder whether Sean Rickman has been hiding in New Ross. If so...
Why did he do 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 yes or no, the clues point to one person.
Fourth Prince, Arthur!
"If Mr. Sean hadn't taken the initiative to invite us, we would have never known his identity." Mawei said, "He called us to Wexford City for something important."
"Well...."
Levin nodded slowly and said with deep understanding: "80%, 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 was a shock.
Ma Wei smiled helplessly: "Gentleman Sean has tried so hard to get us to leave New Ross. It is not difficult to guess that it is to avoid other churches. In other words, what he wants to discuss with us next is important. Sex speaks for itself, so... stop hanging around and let them start catching mice on Friday.”
Curling his lips, Levin used the Siren's Tears hidden in his arms to turn Catman into Catman again.
The villa is very big, and the rat removal work cannot be completed in a short while. During this period, Levin still wanted to continue the topic: "Even if we infer that Mr. Sean is a subordinate of the fourth prince Arthur, this has nothing to do with the knight." 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. What is popular on the street are Frick coats, tuxedos and woolen coats. The predecessor of bag-shaped casual clothes, the Lavonki jacket suit has just taken its prototype and has not yet been widely popularized. But even so, Mr. Sean is still wearing the outdated flaq dress, which was very popular from the last century to the beginning of this century, but now it has become a classical dress that can only be seen occasionally at upper-class banquets.”
"Even at banquets, few people wear Flack dresses anymore." 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-proclaimed fools from the Popon Kingdom are still wearing them."
"That's right, the Flac dress that Mr. Sean is wearing is too formal and old-fashioned. A gentleman who pursues fashion will never appear in clothes that are backward in aesthetics." Ma Wei nodded and said, "Gentleman Sean doesn't care about other people's He doesn’t care about fashion because of his taste, he is most likely a conservative person.”
"When we first entered the living room, his formal movements when he stood up and the etiquette when meeting were very ancient. Who among the young people today still uses the etiquette of the older generation to say hello?"
"And the most important thing is that I noticed that there was a thick layer of calluses on his palms and several joints, which were formed over many years. In addition, there were also calluses on his index finger and the tiger's mouth of his right hand, but they were very small. Thin."
"Cocoon? What does Cocoon have to do with the knight?"
"How did you feel when you touched the palms of those noble ladies?"
"Smooth and very delicate."
"That's right. People who are pampered and don't have to work, how can they have calluses on their hands?" Ma Wei said softly: "Only those who rub and exercise all year round will have calluses on their hands. If I didn't If you guess wrong, gentleman Sean uses a long sword, a long sword worn by knights."
"Can the sword rub against the tiger's mouth?"
Levin danced the hooked iron rod in his hand very hard, but...
It has nothing to do with the tiger's mouth.
Even if the handle is worn down, there will be no calluses in the tiger's mouth.
"It has nothing to do with the long sword, it's the mark left by the revolver..." Ma Wei grinned: "Times have changed, and it's time for the knights to use new weapons."
"You just said that he is a stick-to-the-line person."
"...Being conservative doesn't mean you are mentally ill. Use a long sword to fight with a revolver. Now even nobles have started to use pistols to duel. Cold weapons...are out of date."
