Chapter 7 Chapter VII

Sitting in the morning sun with the bank building granite as your back.When Baisha walked over, the blind man looked even thinner than when he listened to Baisha's report last time. Baisha changed the pace of her steps, ready to trick him. Without looking up, he said: Hello, Mrs. Ke. She laughed out loud.I thought changing the way you walked could hide it from you. You can't change unique features.He said: I know you walk differently than usual, but I know it's you, any special news? Yes, I found her. Tell me quickly, is she all right? fine. . really all right?Was she not seriously injured?

No, everything is fine now. Do you have her address? Titmouse Flats on South Figaro Road, where she used to work for a now-dead boss. Who is the boss? Mei, a writer, was writing a history book when he died. Office near here?asked the blind man. Yes, next street, in the old warehouse house. I remember what the house looked like. Before I went blind, I saw that big house. After a moment of silence, Mr. Gao searched for memories in the forgotten live broadcast.Suddenly he said: I think I know which one he is. who? Her boss, he must be that old man with a cane and a peculiar shuffling of his right leg, and I've been wondering, too, that I haven't heard him pass by for a week since he last passed by.He is a very conservative person. He has passed by here for more than a year. He has never spoken to me, and he has never given me any money. But it must be Mr. Mei. You said he is dead?

died. How did you die? I don't know, the lady you asked told me he died, I think he died suddenly. The blind man nodded, his health is not very good, the drag on his right foot is getting worse, especially in the last month.You told her why you came to her? Yes.Baisha said: You don't have special care that you can't say it. I don't think there is anything you can't say.She always thought I was representing the insurance company and started asking for compensation, so I had to tell her who I was employed too, is that okay? It's okay, do I still owe you money? The two do not owe each other.Baisha said: You give me twenty-five yuan, and I only want twenty-five yuan from you.Twenty-five yuan, I have no expenses.

OK, thank you.You know me now, please stop next time you pass by, I can say hello to you, I miss your partner very much, is there any news about him? No. If you have any news about him, please let me know. No problem, I will, bye! Bai Sha went on to the building where her office was located, entered the elevator, walked into the corridor, and heard the sound of Bu Aixi typing on the typewriter, she walked into the door, and said: Hello, Aixi and I stopped talking to her just now. The tall man with drooping eyelids and a cigarette dangling from his mouth was lazily sitting on the sofa in the reception room, with his legs crossed at his knees and his hands in his trouser pockets on both sides. He asked Baisha in a nonchalant gesture: How are things going?

What do you mean? You know what I mean, did the insurance company pay you back? Baisha said: I don't want to deal with insurance companies at all. I know I know.How about it?Do we two work together? Baisha said: I told you, don't talk about it. I know, twenty-five percent, how about it?OK? Bai Sha said angrily: I told you well, but you couldn't listen.It seems that I must scold you before you understand. Anyway, my principles are the same. Baisha said: That's all right, tell me what you know, and I'll make an exception and give you twenty-five yuan. He smiled at her.

Don’t forget it, Baisha said: I have to pay for it myself, because she didn’t hire me to negotiate with the insurance company. In fact, she didn’t want any compromise, she just wanted to get back the medical expenses and lost time.She estimated it would not exceed twenty-five yuan. She only wants this? Yes. Of course you did your best to teach her, didn't you? Baisha said: "I probably didn't want to be a part of it myself. Maybe the insurance company will want to buy my notepad. Maybe they will, why don't you talk to them? I might actually try it. I think you have tried it.

No, I always try the fatter side first.I'm not going to change my testimony because of selfishness, or for someone, so I don't want to go to that hurt woman myself.In the future, when I go to court, capable lawyers will sniff out my purpose and bite me and question me fiercely.I know from experience that there is nothing wrong with private, non-public contact with someone like you.The smelly lawyer wanted to ask me whether the plaintiff paid me money, and I could confidently answer: Except for the required witness fees, she didn't pay me any fees. Baisha laughed mockingly: twenty-five yuan, she announced: she only wants the insurance company to pay her back, so I can only pay you twenty-five yuan, I took a gamble out of my own pocket .

twenty five percent.he insisted. I told you, there's no oil or water in it for you to absorb, at least not at all for now. Of course, but the sweetness is in the back! Well, Baisha asked: Is there an address where I can find you when I need you? He grinned.No.As he spoke, he strode out of the gate of the detective agency. Betha was angry at the door as it closed.It's unreasonable, she said: I wish I could slap him twice in the mouth. Why not throw him?Bu Aiqian asked curiously. Maybe I'll have to ask him back in the future.Baisha said. You say you want to accept his terms?

Finally, if I have no better way. Why?Bu Aiqian asked curiously: Why do you want to go with this kind of person, especially since you don't like him at all. Not for money, what else.Betha strode into her own private office, shut herself up, and buried her head in today's morning paper. Only halfway through watching the sports version, the phone on the table rang.Baisha picked up the receiver, and Elsie's voice said, "Excuse me, do you have time to meet Mr. Macley?"He said he met you. Mei, surnamed Mei?Bai Sha repeated it several times, then suddenly said: Oh, I remembered, what is he going to do?

He didn't say. let him in. Merkley seemed less at ease in Betha's office than in Detherline's apartment.Carefully, he said apologetically: I hope I didn't bother you too much. what would you like?Bai Sha asked bluntly. Miss Dai told me that you are a detective, and I was very surprised. We specialize in private investigation cases.Baisha said. Detectives sound more romantic than investigators, do you think so? Bai Sha stared at him with cold eyes and said: There is no romance in this line of work.This is also one of the three hundred and sixty lines. I also want to spend money to seek profit. What do you want?

Mr. Mei said: I want to hire you, but I don't know how your industry charges. It depends on the nature of the work and how much money is involved.Her eyes were now full of eagerness. Can Meckley say: waste a moment of your time and listen to my story? You say it. My cousin Meyerle is a very queer man. I think it's similar. He is amazingly egotistical, and he wants to live his own life in his own way.He doesn't like to be controlled by others, and he doesn't like to dominate others, and his relationship with all his relatives is also based on this principle. Merkley raised his hands, spread out all the fingers, put the fingertips of both hands together, pressed them down slightly, and looked at Baisha with his eyes from the pointed fingertips, as if hoping that Baisha could understand what he was expressing. His cousin's habits. Is he married?Kebaisha asked. His wife died ten years ago. Do you have children? No. Are you his only relative? Yes. What was the funeral like and who was hosting it? The funeral is tomorrow, and I let the funeral take place here.I got the telegram that he was dead on Monday night. I was out of town myself so the telegram didn't arrive in time. Why do you ask about the funeral?Is there a difference? The funeral is none of my business, what do you want me for? Yes Yes.I'm about to say that my cousin is kind of weird. Yes. One of the many strange concepts is that he does not vote of confidence in the economic system that has been established in today's society. Baisha's facial muscles twitched.God!She said: What's wrong with this, it's rational. Meckley pressed his hands down to the fingertips, and the bottoms of the fingers touched each other.Whether it's strange or rational, Mrs. Ke, my cousin always carries a large amount of cash with him. Let's be more careful, his wallet often contains a large amount of cash.This is true, and I have another letter from him to confirm it.He believes that urgent needs can occur at any time.Besides, on Tuesday, he raised an additional five thousand dollars in the bank, and he was going to participate in an auction of an out-of-print book on Friday. so what? When I came here to take over, they handed me the clothes he had with him when he died, the odds and ends in the bag, the watch, the card case and his wallet. How about a wallet?Baisha's eyes sparkled, and she asked anxiously. In the wallet, Meckley said: There's a hundred-dollar bill, two twenty-dollar bills, and three one-dollar bills and nothing else. Whoa whoa!Ke Baisha expressed her opinion. You now know what bothers me. Did you say something? This kind of thing, you can't talk about it without solid evidence. So you're going to have to wait until you have proof, right? Not necessarily. how come? Miss Dai, you know. What about Miss Dai? She knew the money he had with him. how come?Baisha asked. Miss Dai has been his secretary for a year.She remembered that he asked her to dictate a letter, which said that he would carry five thousand yuan in cash with him at any time.After I reminded her, she quickly remembered. where is the letterBaisha asked. The letter is for me, I stay in Vermont I hope it's still there, important letters I never throw away. Is a letter from your cousin an important letter? Honestly, yes. Why? He is my only living relative.I think he's a close relative and I like him a lot.You know what it's like when a family dwindles down to just two.Makeri looked at her from above his fingertips and said. Especially one of the two is very, very rich.Baisha added a sentence sourly. Merkel said nothing. When was the last time you saw him?Baisha asked. Quite a long time four or five years. Well said, but not much in reality. This is his way.He likes to write letters, and I think it's a good way to keep family harmony and reduce face-to-face contact, as well as correspondence. Baisha said: It sounds nice, but from your words, I understand the general outline of your relationship.In other words, the two of you don't get along. That's a direct statement.Merkley admitted, using words carefully: We have differences, we have different beliefs in politics and economics, at least we won't argue with each other through correspondence, we are both dead setters. Baisha said: Say whatever you want, it can save us both a lot of time. There was deadly enthusiasm in Merkley's eyes, and he said: Mrs. Ke, how can you make the same mistakes as the general public?What is mine is not necessarily what you know.If you don't explain things clearly, you misunderstood what I said, and you won't save time.besides never mind.Baisha said: I now understand how your cousin thinks of you, let's go on in your way. You want me to tell you what I think about you? No, talk about your cousin.where does he liveHotel, apartment, club, or No, Mrs. Ko, nothing, not those places.Unfortunately, he has his own residence. Who will be his housekeeper? He has a butler. Bai Sha beckoned him to continue speaking with her eyes. A Mrs. Grandy, I think about forty years old, she has a daughter, Eva, and a son-in-law, Bao Paul. Paul and Eva live with them at your cousin's house?Baisha asked. Yes, Mrs. Ko.Paul was the driver, and Paul drove for my cousin when he rarely went out.Mrs. Ge, Paul and Eva, they live together in a cousin's house.Eva is just helping her mother, they all pay my cousin a high salary, if you ask me to give an opinion, this is the most wasteful and worthless thing in the world. How old is Eva? I think about twenty-five years old. Where is her husband? Probably ten years older than her. What do they say about the bills that should be in the wallet? And therein lies the problem, Meckley said: "I haven't mentioned it to them yet. why not? I hope what I say doesn't turn into accusations against them.Technically, I have difficulty. Are you wanting me to do this for you?Bai Sha said with a flushed face. That's what you're thinking, Mrs. Ko. Baisha said: I am good at this. I don't know anything about this kind of thing.Meckley said to himself. Betha, casting a glance at him, said: Yes, I believe, especially if the butler is a man of some sort. exactly.Meckley opened and closed the fingers of the opposite hands flexibly, and said: She is exactly the kind of person you describe. You said there was a letter about a five thousand dollar bill, what about the other five thousand? That's because my cousin wanted to attend an out-of-print auction on Friday afternoon, but his illness prevented him from going.His bank can attest that he raised $5,000.Mrs. Ke, according to my estimate, my cousin had at least ten thousand yuan in cash in his wallet when he died. Baisha puckered her lips, whistled, and suddenly asked: How are you?Do you have money? What does it have to do with this matter? Can help me figure out the background. Meckley thought for a moment and said carefully: I have a farm in Vermont, I make maple syrup and maple syrup, I sell it by mail order, and I just get by. Your cousin also takes care of your business? Yes, he uses mine too for his sugar sauce.He likes maple syrup, and he always mails to his office address, not his home address.In fact, last week I sent him a sample of my new recipe for maple candy.I can't believe it, he just went A lot of samples? No, absolutely not.Giving away sweet samples must not make people tired of eating, it's just a sweet mouth. Keep him accountable, or try it for free? I credited him with a 30% discount on his account, and he didn't forget to remit the cash immediately, and he can deduct 2% of the purchase price. Baisha raised her right hand and made her index and middle fingers into a scissors shape. She said: The intimate relationship between you cousins ​​is nothing more than that. Mei Keli smiled and said: You should know my cousin, I very much doubt that there will be anyone who is really close to him, even the underwear he wears is impossible. How is his butler? A shadow cast over Kelly's face.That's what worries me, she obviously wants him to depend on her for everything, and I'm a little afraid of her. I'm not afraid, let's go find her.