Chapter 18 Excavation Some states now allow doctors to handle corpses...
Some states now allow doctors to handle bodies and investigate the cause of death, but the system is imperfect and...it's disrespectful to the deceased.
After hesitating for a moment, Mary said, "Would it be a bad idea to do this?"
"I don't care about that anymore." Manden pinned the silver needle on his hat and said firmly, "I believe no one wants the culprit who killed them to be at large and take over their place."
"Then I'll go with you." Mary said without hesitation. She dug holes quickly, which could effectively shorten the time and reduce the probability of being discovered by the gatekeeper.
"No problem." Manden put his arm around Mary's waist without hesitation. Whether intentionally or not, his position was almost identical to Diego's. Then, he threw the rope upwards with great grace, and the golden snake was fastened to the beam.
Knowing that Manden was going to jump directly from the third floor, Mary immediately hugged Manden's neck, which made the man in front of her laugh slightly, and even the blue veins on his neck rose and fell slightly.
"Hold fast, my Juliet."
He exerted force with his legs and easily jumped out of the window holding Mary. At that moment, Mary looked up at the night sky. The moon in the sky seemed to be rounder and bigger than usual. It hung brightly in the sky, casting a faint light on the ground that could soften the edges of people.
At this moment, Mary thought of the stage plays she had seen by chance, where the lights would be turned on for the characters as they appeared on stage. Perhaps they were now performing a play without an audience.
Although Mary thought a lot, in reality, only a few seconds had passed. The gentle cowboy had already carried her to the ground safely. The cool evening breeze like water blew around them, filling the gap between them, and the warmth between them was even more vivid than at the beginning.
As Manden Tim's hat brim lowered as he moved, Mary first saw his superior jawline, then his high nose bridge, and then his blue eyes. Even without the light, they sparkled like gems.
The romantic cowboy gently kissed the corner of her lips and then released Mary's waist.
"Let's go." The cowboy lowered the brim of his hat and said with a smile. Mary nodded and also curled the corners of her mouth.
The two walked out of the garden and left Diego's mansion. The horse, which was a few hundred meters away, saw them from afar and stamped its feet excitedly.
Manden took the lead and walked up to feed the horse a few sugar cubes: "You will have to work hard to run another trip today. I will give you a snack in the evening." The horse rubbed the brim of Manden's hat affectionately, which was considered as an agreement.
"Where is Ms. Tell's grave?"
"I know that. Just come with me." Manden was about to help Mary onto the horse when he saw the girl in front of him climb onto the horse with alacrity. Her posture was even more experienced and flexible than his. He couldn't help but admire her: "Miss Mary, you are really excellent. It seems that nothing can stop you."
"Huh?" Mary pursed her lips and whispered, not understanding why she was praised every time she rode a horse. "You don't have to praise me like that every time. I... I'm not that good."
Her words made Manden, who had just mounted his horse, frown. "Mary, I don't understand why such an outstanding girl like you would feel so inferior. Has anyone ever said anything unpleasant to you?"
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"Mary, please remember that you are excellent. What I said is not exaggeration, but the truth."
Taking a deep breath, Mary suppressed her sudden urge to cry. She looked into the distance where no one was and said seriously, "I remember, Manden, thank you."
"You're welcome." Manden gave the horse a kick, and the horse neighed proudly and broke into a gallop. For the rest of the journey, they didn't talk anymore, instead focusing on the road ahead.
There were no lights on the street, so they could only rely on their naked eyes to observe whether there were any obstacles on the road. Both sides did not dare to relax and explored the road carefully. After an hour, they finally arrived at their destination safely.
It was already three in the morning, and the gatekeeper had long since fallen asleep. Mary had originally wanted to simply climb over the gate, but Manden used his powers to allow the two of them to pass through the narrow gap in the railings.
"If you jump from a height of three meters, gravity will definitely leave deep footprints. This is safer."
Mary nodded, acknowledging the other party's caution.
The cemetery is extremely quiet at night. The lush woods sway gently in the evening, and sweet berries fall from time to time, hitting the ground with a dull sound.
Mary had never been here before, and found it quite novel. In her past understanding, this place should be extremely gloomy, but in fact it was quite the opposite. It was beautiful and elegant, like the abode of elves in books, and each tombstone was interesting in its own way.
The two tombstones next to hers were each carved with a hand holding together, like two very good friends. Mary took a closer look and found that it was a couple who could not be buried together because of their different faiths, so they expressed their love in this way.
An inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart. Mary followed Manden's footsteps and observed every tombstone around her. Some were carved with angels, while others had dog sculptures placed next to them...
It’s really, really interesting.
The shadow of death gradually dissipates, but what follows is the emergence of interesting human souls in the cemetery.
Mary felt a little reluctant when she thought that they would disturb Ms. Tel's sleep.
"We're here." Manden pointed to the huge stone tablet not far away and said, "That's it."
Mary walked over quickly. She was curious about the lady's arrival, but she never expected that there was no text on the huge stone tablet. It was so bare that it was shocking.
"A monument without words?" Mary knew that a woman who could live in such a luxurious house couldn't possibly have no moving story, so she turned around and asked Manden, "Is this the place?"
"Yes, Ms. Tel's friends brought me here and made me swear to uncover the truth and bring justice to her." Manden looked at the scene before him and said, "Lilith once told me about a remarkable emperor in the East whose tombstone was also blank, meaning her merits and demerits were open to judgment. Perhaps all outstanding women have similar thoughts."
"What kind of life did Ms. Natelle lead? Could you tell me about it?"
"She's a bit of a legend," Manden said. "She was born into a very poor family, but because of her stunning beauty, she was spotted by a wealthy man who forcibly bought her and brought her home."
Mary had heard a lot of this kind of thing, but she still felt depressed.
"But Ms. Terr was lucky. Her first husband died of a cold, and she inherited a small fortune. Then she started her business. Because she was a woman, she was marginalized everywhere. But fortunately, she met a wealthy lady, and they became good friends after meeting each other for so long."
"Is this wealthy lady the one who asked you to investigate this case?"
"That's right." Manden nodded. "Ms. Tel's business ventures had run out, but the wealthy lady discovered that Ms. Tel possessed an artistic sense unmatched by ordinary people. Whether it was painting or fashion design, Ms. Tel possessed astonishing inspiration. So the wealthy lady began to promote her by wearing Ms. Tel's designs. Gradually, Ms. Tel began to expand into other areas: perfumes, cosmetics, wallets... Her high-end designs practically monopolized the spending power of wealthy ladies and high-rollers, and she became a very wealthy woman."
"That's amazing..." Mary bowed to the tombstone. "I'm sorry, Ms. Tel, please forgive our rudeness. If you really died from poison, we will definitely seek justice for you!"
Manden took out two pieces of cloth from his bag, and Mary took them and put them on. After making sure that her mouth and nose were covered tightly, she began to work. In order to restore this place later and not destroy the current beauty, Mary specially shoveled up large pieces of soft grass and put them aside before starting to dig deeper.
Originally, Manden wanted to share more of the work, but after discovering that Mary could tamp the soil and cut it into cubes, he obediently went to stand guard.
Mary moved quickly, and just as the shovel was about to spark, she felt something hard.
It seems that I have come across Ms. Tel's coffin.
Mary said sorry several times in her heart before she began to dig out the coffin.
The coffin that was buried six feet underground finally saw the light of day. Mary held her breath. She never thought that the coffin representing death could be so beautiful.
The wood she used, made of an unknown material, shone like gold even in the darkness. Carved with intricate patterns, it felt effortless. On one side of the coffin was a painting depicting the Garden of Eden, where God gazed lovingly upon Adam and Eve as they frolicked in a paradise free from disease and disaster. On the other side was a self-portrait of a woman with wolf-like eyes and thin eyebrows, a stark contrast that made her appear cold and inviolable.
This is probably what Ms. Tel looked like when she was young.
Mary traced the young woman with her finger and said to Mandon, "Please unlock the door."
When Manden heard this, he walked over quickly. He casually broke off a small branch, sharpened it with a knife, and stuffed it into the keyhole. He twisted it a few times casually, and with a click, the solid lock was unlocked.
The two sides looked at each other, and Manden opened it without hesitation.
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