Chapter 1: funeral

Chapter 1 Funeral

In the morning of late autumn, the Kalmar streetcars, horses and pedestrians with European modern style are already quite lively.

There are plate armored vehicles that carry cargo like a wagon.

There are rental carriages that carry passengers like taxis.

It is luxuriously decorated and pulled by solid-colored fur horses, like a private carriage of a luxury car.

There are men and women walking on both sides of the street, eager to go to work.

There is a housewife who has gone out to buy food and is returning home holding a paper bag with food.

There are newsboys hawking cloth bags on their backs.

...

Having eaten breakfast, Fei Lin pushed open the door of the "Fei Lin Laboratory", and this is what caught his eye.

It has been 20 years since I watched a scene like this, but Fehling still feels a little unreal, it feels like a dream.

Felin has a secret in his heart, his soul is not from this world, but from an azure planet.

It's just that, unlike many of the traversal seniors, he has not been able to awaken Goldfinger, at least for now.

Although he does not have a golden finger, with his early wisdom, he has also successfully learned a skill.

At the age of 20, I have my own jewelry and antiques laboratory, and I can get about 4 gold pounds a week.

1 gold pound is equal to 20 shillings, 1 shilling is equal to 12 pence, and 1 pence is roughly equal to about 4 dollars in a previous life.

Calculated, his monthly income is roughly equivalent to about 15,000 in his previous life.

In Constantine, there are not many people whose income can reach this level. Although it is less than the top, it is more than the bottom, and it has properly reached the middle and upper levels.

Today, instead of wearing his usual formal suit, he was wearing a black suit.

Black represents solemnity and grief, which is the dress code for funerals.

He put down his job and will attend a funeral.

I bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums at the flower shop and took a taxi to the cemetery outside the city.

An hour later, the carriage stopped at the cemetery outside the city.

A place in the cemetery, where a lot of people in black have gathered, Fei Lin walked to that place.

After approached, among the people in black, Fei Lin saw some acquaintances, and these acquaintances also recognized Fei Lin.

However, both sides just nodded slightly and didn't say hello to each other, because it was not the right occasion.CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

At one location in the cemetery, a rectangular earth pit has been dug and a tombstone has been erected.

On the tombstone, the name and life experience of the owner of the tomb are engraved.

The owner of the tomb is named Ray Romano, an archaeologist who has devoted his life to excavating historical truth and has made outstanding contributions to the archaeological community.

has cultivated many outstanding students and delivered many outstanding talents to the archaeological field.

"teacher..."

Fei Lin muttered softly, and an image of a thin little old man appeared in his mind.

He was one of Ray Romano's many students, and his knowledge of jewelry and antique identification was taught by Ray Romano.

From the learning of jewelry and antique appraisal knowledge, and the opening of the laboratory, he was taken care of by Ray Romano.

It is because of Ray Romano's care that he can own a shop of his own at such a young age.

"Like the person before, they also had symptoms of coughing up blood one after another."

"Although the pharmacist was invited, the pharmacist was helpless, and they all died soon after."

Josie Romano said sadly.

"Teacher, did they come into contact with something poisonous in the tomb?"

Fehling asked with a frown.

In the tomb, because of the long-term closure and decay, it is easy to breed highly toxic substances.

Although live birds will be used to probe the tomb, it cannot be completely avoided.

Because some toxic substances are not gases at all, it could be moss on the walls, or it could be some kind of invisible mold.

"do not know."

Josie Romano shook his head sadly.

"Please also condolences!"

Felin comforted Josie Romano before leaving after a long time.

In the late autumn, the sky is gray and no sunlight can be seen. It is obviously day, but it seems to be evening.

“Wow, wow, wow...”

In this season, many trees in the cemetery have lost their leaves.

A few ominous crows with black bodies stood on the bare branches, making harsh and even penetrating sounds.

Their blood-colored eyes stared at the cemetery below without blinking.

Obviously there is no one, but they seem to see some "people".

...

The next morning, Fehling, who had been out of business for a day, went to work.

The appraiser's job, as its name suggests, is to appraise jewelry and antiques.

Most of them are entrusted to go to the homes of so-and-so wealthy businessmen and so-and-so nobles to conduct professional appraisal of antique jewelry for them.

Leaving the home of a wealthy businessman, Fehling returned to the laboratory in a taxi.

"The teacher's residence is in front..."

Passing a street, Fehling looked at a place.

As a student of Ray Romano, he went to Ray Romano's residence, and Ray Romano's residence was located on this street.

"Well, what's the matter, why is there a policeman in front of the teacher's house?"

Several men in police uniforms appeared in front of the teacher's house, and Josie Romano, the teacher's son, was talking to them.

Intuition told him that something bad might happen.

As a student of Ray Romano, he naturally couldn't turn a blind eye, and hurriedly asked the driver to stop the carriage in front of Ray Romano's gate.

"Mr. Romano, what happened?"

Looking at Josie Romano, Flynn asked.

"This morning, the tomb keeper found that my father's tomb was dug up and the body was gone."

Josie Romano said with an ugly face.

(end of this chapter)