Chapter 529

The professor also agreed to report Mr. Corpse's illegal gathering. He has lived here all his life and has deep feelings for Nolan. Although Mr. Corpse's gathering also provided a lot of help, he also understood that the other party was probably not a good person, otherwise there would be no need to hide there.

Since the professor is here, Jenkins doesn't need to go to the black market for additional commissions. The professor will find an opportunity to report this matter in the near future. As for the excuse that Jenkins doesn't need to worry, the professor has more life experience than him, and this kind of thing is just a small matter.

The original plan of the professor tonight, in addition to attending the party, is to go to an old friend's house to buy some antiques. This is for his private collection, not to change his career and compete with his father for business.

Because he was worried that there was not enough time, he just wanted to go and see the goods. Now that he doesn't have to go to Mr. Corpse's gathering, he has enough time to complete the acquisition.

"Want to go together, Jenkins? Is there anything else tonight?"

The professor asked.

The two stood at the corner of the street waiting for the soldiers in military uniforms to march past. Jenkins thought for a moment. Hathaway and Britney were probably enjoying a wonderful dinner. Dolores went into the city with Alexia and went to the city public library. As for chocolate, the cat had maids in the manor to serve her, and there were delicious midnight snacks. He didn't have to worry about it at all.

"I'm fine tonight, but would it be a bit impolite to follow you to someone else's house?"

He asked.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I'll just say you're my student, and your name is... You can think of one yourself."

The professor's old friend was his classmate when he was still in elementary school. Now he has a wonderful job - librarian. The gentleman is now the administrator of the Nolan City Public Library and basically lives there.

It's called the City Public Library, but unlike the Sage Church Library, which is open to believers for free, the former is charged, and it charges anyone, and the price is very high.

The charge here is just equivalent to a "ticket". If you want to borrow books or copy copies, you need to spend more.

This kind of city-owned library can be found in major cities. Although there are usually few visitors a day, it is also a necessary public facility in the city. A separate allocation is made from taxes for management, repair and protection. Taxpaying citizens are also proud that their city can have a library.

Talking about the professor's old friend, Jenkins remembered that he also had something to ask. The professor had some impression of the so-called "Moon of Flowing Fire". It was a name used by people to refer to June a long time ago, but it changed later.

"Why did it become the current [Moon of Starry Sky and Long Night]?"

Jenkins asked, walking along the street with the professor. The street lights made their shadows very long. It was a peaceful night.

"There are many theories, but the mainstream theory is that this is just a change in folk customs and has no special meaning. What do you think of this name?"

In the eyes of the professor and most people, the change of the name of the month is normal. But for Jenkins, he vaguely guessed the relationship between God and the Lord, and knew that the existing righteous gods were not this number from the beginning, so he believed that [Flowing Fire] should correspond to an old god who no longer served as a righteous god.

Unfortunately, the professor could not provide more clues, because no one had ever thought so disrespectfully as Jenkins.

"We're here."

The library was closed at night, so the professor took Jenkins to the back door through the alley. After knocking on the heavy wooden door several times, footsteps were heard.

Not long after, an old man in a coat, holding an oil lamp and hunched over opened the door. The door hinge had not been rusted or oiled for a long time, and it made a very harsh "squeak" sound when it was opened. Jenkins looked to the side nervously, and then remembered that this was not an illegal activity.

"Burns, you're really on time. Come in quickly. The weather this year is really strange. It's still so cold in April."

"Siver, you are too weak. I have advised you many times not to sit all the time. Since you are old, you should walk more."

"Who said I am old? I am only in my sixties."

The two hugged and then talked. During the conversation, the professor also introduced Jenkins' student identity, but old man Siver didn't pay attention to him.

The back door of the library leads to the backyard and warehouse. Because of strict fire and moisture prevention, the appearance of the walls here is quite good. Even the steam pipes, gas pipes and sewer pipes on the wall look different from the buildings next door.

The old man lives alone in a house that looks like an illegal building of the library. The house is close to the wall of the library. After pushing open the door, Jenkins saw that the two are connected by a small door.

The room is not small, warm and dry. This is a house designed specifically for administrators in the library.

There is a large bookshelf on the side of the living room next to the library wall. The densely packed books are arranged in three rows from top to bottom.

On the coffee table was an open book with a pencil stuck in it. On the left side of the yellowed page were densely packed letters, and on the right side was a pencil sketch, with vaguely visible grid lines for standard drawing sizes. This was a rare handwritten book.

"Sit down first, and I'll get what you want. Burns, I have to say that you are very lucky. If you had written to me later, I might have to deal with these books to the antique shop."

Being a librarian has many benefits besides living a more comfortable life. For example, you can read books for free, and when the library eliminates some books, you can be the first to purchase them at a lower price.

Books eliminated by libraries are generally of average value and severely damaged. In addition, every year, according to the purchase volume of the year, some books that have not been read for a long time are taken out from the warehouse, and the disposal method is decided after appraisal.

It was this kind of book that the old administrator wanted to sell to the professor. Since the professional appraisers hired by the city hall audit did not find their value, it would be better for them to fall into the hands of people who understand the value.

This is also part of gray income.

As for the "reason" for selling his collection, it was because the administrator, Mr. Seaver, had recently left Nolan. His son, who was working on the other side of the continent, had created a new generation for the Seaver family before he got married. Marriage was necessary, and Mr. Seaver was already very old. After going to the East Coast to attend the wedding, he decided to accept his son's invitation to live with their family and never return to Nolan. Therefore, I plan to find the right person to deal with the books that cannot be taken away.

"Some time ago, we found some books for table legs in the warehouse on the side. I don't even remember when they were put into the warehouse. I think it was a long time ago. In addition to the few books originally promised to you, you can choose whatever you want. It’s better to use the price negotiated in the letter.”

Hearing such a sound coming from the room next to him, Jenkins consciously got up and helped move the books. The old man was not polite, pointed to a pile of books tied with ropes and fixed with metal clips in the corner, and ordered him to move them out.

The books were very heavy and had a strong musty smell, but surprisingly the damage was not serious. After getting it to the living room, the three of them spread out the books one by one, checked the content and completeness in turn, and then classified them separately.

Jenkins doesn’t know much about book appraisal, because few people go to Dad’s antique store to sell ancient books. But the professor knew this business very well, and while flipping through the book, he spread the knowledge to Jenkins. In the eyes of another old man, it really seemed like he was teaching students.

Jenkins was not very interested in these books. After reading them for a while, he felt bored. But the professor was still checking carefully. The old librarian on the side saw that Jenkins had nothing to do, and actually chatted with him about school life.

Jenkins was highly educated, but Jenkins was not. His understanding of college life in this era was limited to a limited number of lectures and visits. But fortunately, his professional quality in archeology is pretty good. He avoids the details of life and only talks about appraisal experience, and he can barely get by.

Seeing Jenkins analyzing the lithographic printing technology of the ancient Hikari Empire in a clear-cut manner, the old administrator seemed to suddenly remember something and asked him to wait for a while before entering the back room again. After a while, he held a piece of paper about the same size as a book. The slate came out.

"Why don't you help me find out what this is. This was found in the attic wall after the top floor of the Nolan Post Office collapsed last week. Although it looked like the cover of a book, we didn't know when it was sent to the library. What is this, so I bought it for 3 shillings... I hope you won’t tell me that this is really just a worthless stone with strange carvings.”

When you get it, you can tell that it is solid. Then look at the thickness, which is almost the same as an ordinary dictionary. Jenkins put on his gloves again, took a book that the professor had finished reading from the side, and stacked it with the thick slate. He found that the slate was even smaller than the 215-year-old manuscript "Linhai Notes" Some.

Chapter 1288 Chapter 1267 Robbery in the Library

This stone looks like a rectangular parallelepiped, but all six surfaces are pitted, as if it has been eroded by water or wind for a long time. Jenkins couldn't tell what kind of stone it was. After all, his father hadn't taught him geology, and it wasn't one of the few stones commonly used in rituals.

The only side that showed signs of manipulation was what Jenkins saw as the front, which indeed looked like a book cover. In the middle of the upper part, deeply scored straight lines overlap each other. I don't know if they are scratches or ancient writing. Looking down at the middle position, symmetrically distributed vine patterns are located on both sides and extend to the bottom of this side. They are connected in the middle of the bottom. The connection is the only raised part of this side - a black small stone.

When I touched it with my gloved fingers, it felt like coal.

In the lower middle part of this side, surrounded by patterns, there are five small pits, or five depressions, distributed in a ring. The shapes of these five depressions are exactly the same, and they are all polyhedrons with equal dimensions on each side.

"Should there be something inlaid here?"

Jenkins asked confused.

“I feel that way too, but there’s nothing superfluous in the walls of the post office.”

The old man said sadly.

After blinking to make sure there was no aura, Jenkins began the normal identification process. But no matter how he compared his existing knowledge, he could not determine the age information of this item from those simple patterns.

As a pattern, vines are a very common habit, and those symbols that look like cat claws are completely outside the scope of Jenkins' cognition. Not to mention the five circular depressions that make up the main body of this side. These may be traces pressed out by some protrusions in the wall.

In the end, he could only regretfully admit that his level was not good enough. The professor who had identified the ancient books also looked at the slates with interest, and finally came to a conclusion similar to Jenkins - no conclusion.

It can be seen that the old librarian Mr. Seaver is very disappointed. He probably thinks that since the professor cannot identify it, it is probably not something valuable.

So he put it aside casually, and then settled the gold pounds for those ancient books with the professor. The professor decided to buy most of them, and he looked very happy.

I thought that tonight's visit would end like this, because just twenty or so books were not worth hiring someone to deliver, so Jenkins and the professor planned to move back together.

When he and Mr. Seaver were tying the ropes for the books, they suddenly heard a strange sound in the backyard outside the house. It was like someone climbing over the wall, and Jenkins was familiar with this sound.

Before he could react, a man in black boots kicked open the door of the house with a muffled sound. The three people who were bent over and busy in the living room looked at the door in surprise. There were three people standing there with black cloth covering their faces.

"robbery!"

The leader raised his pistol and pointed it at the professor at the front. Jenkins, who was standing in the back of the room and bending down to find a rope, immediately reacted. He narrowed his eyes and muttered quickly:

"You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me!"

The lie was immediately believed by everyone here. The three men, who had not noticed that there was anyone inside, rushed into the room and forced Professor Burns and Mr. Seaver into the corner; knowing that Jenkins should be bent over in the corner The professor and Mr. Silver were surprised to find that he was missing.

"Hand over valuables and we won't hurt anyone."

The leading man said in blunt Fidictri, with the muzzle of his gun pressed against the professor's heart. His two companions dispersed into several other rooms connected to the living room, apparently looking for something valuable.

"I have my wallet with me, sir. Can you please put the gun away? I have a heart condition."

The professor glanced sideways at the location where Jenkins disappeared, and then said weakly. The old administrator, Mr. Seaver, also had a frightened look on his face, and trembled while talking about the location where he hid the money.

"You just squat here and don't move. We will leave after we get the money."

The man holding the gun lowered the muzzle of the gun, then took the rope for binding the books from the side, and tied up Professor Burns and Administrator Seaver. Then he no longer paid attention to the two old men, but joined in the rummaging operation with his companions.

Standing next to the professor, Jenkins looked at the actions of the three people and felt that these three ordinary people did not look like they were here to rob, but rather like they were looking for something.

First of all, masked robbery of a librarian who lives alone is a quite outrageous action. Moreover, it is clear that Mr. Silver and the professor both told where their money was, and they got it, but they did not leave immediately, but continued to work. Rummaging through the house.

You must know that this is the central area of ​​Nolan City. Even though the house is not on the main road like the main entrance of the library, the city hall is not far away. I don't know where they got the courage.

After rummaging for half an hour, everything in the house was turned upside down, but it seemed that I still hadn't found what I was looking for. Finally, the man with the gun returned to the corner with the gun, and this time he pointed the gun at Mr. Seaver rudely:

"Tell me, where did you hide the slate that was found at Nolan Post Office last week?"

"So this is what I came for~"

Professor Burns on the side suddenly realized, and then said to the man holding the gun:

"That stone slab is behind the door you kicked in."

People always have so-called blind spots in their vision. The three of them searched for half an hour, but no one thought of checking behind the door. After hearing the answer given by the professor, the man immediately turned around to look for it, and then was hit by the bodies of two companions who flew towards him.

The three men rolled into a ball on the ground, and even the pistols in their hands flew out. When they were struggling to retrieve the gun, they heard an exaggerated roar, and then saw the old professor using his physical strength to stretch the rope that bound him.

He reached out and picked up the gun that fell in front of him, and then nodded to Jenkins on the other side who threw the other two people over. After checking, he turned the safety of the pistol back on, then pointed at the three people on the ground and asked:

"Okay, now it's your turn to answer the question. Who are you? Why are you looking for this stone slab?"

None of the three robbers are ruthless people who can face a gun while maintaining dignity and keeping secrets, but they cannot give the answers that Jenkins and the professor want because they are desperate foreigners hired by loan sharks. I found them, and while helping them pay off their debts, they paid a deposit of 3 pounds to each person and asked them to find a way to find out the whereabouts of the stone slab.

"He said if we were successful, he would come see us tomorrow at noon."

"But how does he know whether you will succeed..."

Halfway through the question, Jenkins knew something was wrong and immediately rushed out of the door. Looking around, the light spot representing the level 3 benefactor was quickly moving away. I wanted to summon a unicorn to catch up, but the professor also rushed out at this time.

After wasting all this time, we still couldn't find the mysterious man who was observing nearby.

The old administrator, Mr. Seaver, was frightened tonight. When Jenkins and the professor accompanied him to escort the robbers to Carfax Field a street away, the old man was still shaking.

Because this matter is related to the gifter, the church must be contacted to handle it. It was inconvenient for Jenkins to show up, so he sent a few people to Carfax Field and left.

As for the stone tablet as an important evidence, it was placed with the professor. If you turn it in to the church, you should be able to find out what it is. Based on this clue, if you continue to pursue it, you will be able to find clues to the mysterious gifter.

Watching the two people enter the police station on the street corner, Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief and lamented the accident tonight. I looked at the twin moons covered by clouds in the sky, and planned to come back to the professor tomorrow to ask about the situation.

Just like this, Wednesday came and I was woken up by chocolate as usual. Jenkins, who was a little confused in his sleep, thought it was his alarm clock for some reason, so he reached out to press it, and then pressed it on the tail of the chocolate.

This move made the large manor a little more noisy in the early morning, and also added cat scratches to Jenkins' wrist.

He still had nothing to do today. He greeted everyone when he went downstairs for breakfast, and then promised Dolores that he would take her to see the ice and snow castle outside the city tonight.

In recent days, Dolores has been very energetic in handling the official affairs in her hands. This time the Stuarts' father has delegated power very thoroughly. Any child who is willing to participate in government affairs can obtain the right to enter the functional departments of the government.

But participating means participating in that dangerous throne game. Therefore, except for Dolores and other players who have already entered the game, the other Stuarts are more considering who they should support, rather than blindly 's attracted by the rights of the crown.

The city of Loen is now like a big whirlpool, with dangers and foreshadowings everywhere amid the surging undercurrents. Jenkins, the person who should have been on the side of the center of the vortex, did not participate in those important things because he missed Nolan, but in fact from the first day he publicly appeared in this city, his name has been mentioned by most people. Got it.

"Speaking of which, yesterday we also received a letter from the royal family of the Kingdom of Fidicli. Your queen first asked about her father's physical condition, and then expressed her sorrow for the Loen riots on behalf of her country. It was all formulaic. Something. Oh, you were also mentioned in the letter, but not directly, but as 'Nolan's writer'."

Dolores said while sitting at the dining table, and next to her was her sister, Her Royal Highness Agelina Stuart. The little princess had decided to move to Dolores.

"Mentioned me?"

Jenkins put down the newspaper and looked at Dolores suspiciously.

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"Yes, there was only one sentence mentioned in the letter. It seemed to be mentioned when talking about cultural exchanges and cultural homology between the two countries."

Dolores replied nonchalantly.

"It's not enough to mention me specifically... I know that I am just a little baron. What qualifications do I have to be mentioned separately? Speaking of barons, someone told me last month that the royal family decided to I was promoted to Viscount, why hasn’t there been any news about me going to the royal capital?”

Both Dolores and Alexia can answer this answer. After accidentally learning the secrets of the Williamte family, they investigated some things about Beldiran. Later, I learned that the next time Jenkins goes to meet the Queen, it is likely to be the moment when the royal family announces the succession to the throne.

Two or three of the dukes with real power in Belduran knew about this matter. Therefore, Jenkins was not allowed to go to Belduran. In fact, the interests of all parties were not unanimous.

Because of interests, the nobles don't like the foreigner becoming the new king; similarly, because of interests, some people don't like the emergence of the Jenkins family.

What's more important is that Alexia and Dolores still don't know what the Sage Church is planning. The religious forces have an ambiguous attitude towards the succession to the throne of the Kingdom of Fidictri, but they hold the most important card.

There is more than one force preventing Jenkins from returning to Beldiran. What role the church plays in it is probably only known to the participants themselves.

After breakfast, Jenkins decided to go to Nolan and meet the professor again to determine how things were handled last night. Dolores was going to the city to attend an important meeting. Now the reorganization of the Ministry of Finance and the reform of the National Bank had reached a critical turning point, and Alexia also had her own affairs. Dolores got it for her. Access to the royal family's private library.

"Jenkins, are you free tomorrow? I would like to invite you to a private salon, where all my friends will be present."