Chapter 587 Trust

Chapter 588 Trust

When everything is quiet.

On the quiet street, Ye Qingxuan pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly, just like a walk after dinner. Watson sat in the wheelchair, with a thin blanket covering his knees, enjoying the service from the noble chief judge.

As if he could feel a completely different atmosphere from the past, he sighed softly:

"You have changed."

"Oh?" Ye Qingxuan smiled, "Has it changed for the better or for the worse?"

Watson shook his head.

"Become stronger."

Ye Qingxuan asked, "Isn't this good?"

"Yes, very good."

For some reason, Watson couldn't help but sigh softly: "Very good."

"I haven't been back for a long time, I didn't expect you to be doing well." Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "I thought you would be more miserable, waiting for me to save you."

Watson sneered, "Don't you realize? As long as you are away, anyone can live well."

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

After a long time, he scratched his head awkwardly and sighed: "This sentence is so cruel, Watson, it makes me sad."

"Come on, Ye Qingxuan."

Watson was merciless and vicious, as always: "No one has to be someone else's savior, do you understand? Your arrogance will ruin you sooner or later, no, isn't it almost ruined?"

"Who said it wasn't?"

Ye Qingxuan shrugged, but didn't care at all.

"..."

It was like a sword stabbing into cotton. Watson didn't see the expected blood. He had nothing to say, but was a little annoyed by his indifferent attitude.

Rubbing his eyebrows, taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and calming down again.

Can't be on the same level with this bastard.

He should have known it from the beginning.

So, change the topic and the chat can continue.

"A lot of things happened during your absence."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, "I know."

In silence, Watson suddenly said:

"White Crow appeared."

After a moment of silence, he heard Ye Qingxuan's response.

"Yeah."

"Do you want to track it down?"

"Go ahead, slowly."

Ye Qingxuan's voice was still calm: "Since he has been hiding for so long, he must not have appeared again to buy coffee in Avalon during the discount season.

In addition, how many routes can be guaranteed now?"

"Not many."

Watson replied, "There are only two secret routes left, and now the demons are in turmoil, it is easy to capsize."

"I will send you another fifty people, the purification musicians of the Inquisition, don't worry about the demons." An envelope was placed on the thin blanket in front of Watson's knees by Ye Qingxuan.

"These things should be done in secret. Laura will assist you."

Watson pinched the envelope, looked at the thickness, and snorted: "You just came back and started sending people?"

"The more capable, the more work."

Ye Qingxuan patted his shoulder, "There are not many people I can trust now."

Watson was silent.

No more words.

——

After a long time, the long walk finally ended.

The wheelchair stopped outside an inconspicuous villa. On the upper floor of the villa, someone carefully lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside. The sound of the crossbow being strung and the sound of steel rubbing could be vaguely heard.

When the visitor in the wheelchair was seen clearly, the hostility quickly dissipated.

The door opened, and the respectful subordinates took the wheelchair and protected Watson again.

"I'll just send you here."

Ye Qingxuan said goodbye: "I'm leaving first. If you want to contact me, just go to Westminster Abbey and find an old man named Stone. Although the old guy is very slippery, you can trust him."

He turned and left, and was stopped by Watson.

"Hey!"

Ye Qingxuan turned back.

"Don't you want to come in and take a look?" Watson asked, "Many people are waiting for you to come back."

Ye Qingxuan smiled.

"No, I'll leave the downtown area to you."

He nodded and said goodbye, "Sherlock Holmes is dead. Although I will miss that childish time, I no longer need a mask to disguise myself."

"From now on, there is only one Ye Qingxuan."

--

In the long-closed watch shop in the Midtown area.

The silent ticking sound comes one after another.

After being closed for several months and experiencing many turmoil, it is still spotless and well-organized.

On the counter was Hermes' favorite tea set. The tea leaves were the fine Indian tea he left behind. The tea was still hot, and the mist was rising.

Ye Qingxuan drank the tea quietly.

In the sound of ticking, Seton, who was sitting on the armchair, carefully took off the glasses that seemed a little funny and small to him, and closed the storybook in his hand.

"Is that so."

He said softly, "He is really dead..."

"Yeah." Ye Qingxuan nodded.

"He was so annoying, it's not surprising that he was killed." Seton asked, "Did you regret it in the end?"

"No." Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "It is said that he was very proud."

Seton was silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "It really looks like him."

"What are you going to do next?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Yes, what should I do?"

Seton sat on the chair. He was too burly, as if he had squeezed into the chair. When he scratched his head, the chair creaked:

"When I was unemployed, he hired me to be his bodyguard, but I was only doing cleaning work. Although he was mean, he never deducted my wages, nor did he forbid me to take private jobs... Now that he is gone, there is no need for me to stay in Avalon. Maybe I will leave when Anglo has no time to monitor me?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, and asked bluntly:

"Are you going to find Gaius?"

"What do you want to find him for?"

Seton sneered, "That guy has a problem with his brain. The more people he kills, the more abnormal he becomes. Now he is probably so deformed that even demons are ashamed of themselves. I am not a fool. I will stay as far away from that kind of thing as possible."

Ye Qingxuan did not speak.

Seton shook his head, "Is the commander okay now?"

"It can't be considered good, nor can it be considered bad."

Ye Qingxuan replied: "He is living a good life, with food and drink. Although he is supervised, his basic needs can be met. He can continue his research and no one will disturb him.

He should like this kind of life."

Seton nodded: "He has wanted to live such a life all his life, but he didn't expect that when he finally found it, he was in prison. I have nothing to worry about when I heard that he is fine."

As he said, he reached out, fumbled in his pocket, and turned out a small notebook with dense numbers written on it.

He held a small pencil and wrote and drew for a long time, as if he was calculating something, but every time he calculated incorrectly, he frowned and became a little anxious.

In the end, Ye Qingxuan saved him from the arithmetic hell.

After taking a look at the numbers above, Ye Qingxuan pointed out: "Here is 460,000. You miscalculated several places above. There are two numbers that you repeated twice."

"Then how much is left after deducting this and this?"

Ye Qingxuan said a number, not much, and he was relieved.

"Enough." He said: "The money I have saved over the years, in addition to supporting my comrades' lives, the rest is enough for me to open a watch shop in my hometown."

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"Watch shop?"

"Yes." Seton grinned, he had never seen him smile so happily.

He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, put it on his eye socket skillfully, and pointed to the pile of parts on the counter, as well as two rough-looking pocket watches:

"I made all of them. Didn't expect that?"

"Really... didn't expect that." Ye Qingxuan shook his head with difficulty: "Who taught you?"

"I taught myself."

Seton said: "Thanks to you, I didn't know how to spell or read books before. I learned a little bit, and when I was bored, I took Hermes' tools and tried to do it myself.

It was difficult at the beginning, but after breaking dozens of them, I understood it.

It's a bit troublesome, but much easier than killing people."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and smiled softly.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you."

Ye Qingxuan stood up and said goodbye, scratching his head: "I originally wanted to hire you, but now it seems that you have no reason to continue killing people."

"Forgive me."

Seton shook his head, "Not everyone thinks that being a monster is a good thing."

He sent Ye Qingxuan to the back door, and seeing the empty doghouse in the yard, he couldn't help asking: "Where is Lao Fei? Still can't find him?"

"Yeah, I don't know where he ran off to." Ye Qingxuan said, "Before I came, I thought it was with you. There is no one in the academy now, I really don't know where it ran off to."

Seton was not worried about this, "Don't worry, it may just go out for a walk. You don't have to worry about it, Avalon will be gone without it."

"I'm so happy to hear your comfort."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly and said goodbye.

The door closed.

He stood alone in the alley, and for some reason, he remembered the girl who had stood here that year.

I don't know if she is okay.

Soon, he extinguished his worries and returned to reality.

He turned around and looked at the deepest corner of the alley.

"Aren't you going to come out and chat?"

After a series of trivial noises, the man who had been squatting there for who knows how many days came out, smelling like a stinky ditch, with messy hair, and looking so embarrassed that people wanted to laugh.

"Richard?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned and looked for a long time before he recognized this senior who was once the senior of the Royal Academy of Music's School Rules Enforcement Department and the commissioner of the fifth department under Maxwell.

"Why are you here?"

"Waiting for you."

Richard's face was not smiling. Generally speaking, he usually wouldn't smile when it was not necessary. He seemed to have serious internal injuries, his face was pale, and he was at the end of his strength.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting here, and now he was almost dying.

"Wait for me here?"

"I know that if you return to Avalon, you will definitely come back here, so I'm waiting for you here."

Richard leaned against the wall and sat down, as if he had finally let go of the pressure in his heart. The corners of his mouth moved reluctantly, just as if he was smiling, "Is there no one around?"

Ye Qingxuan listened silently for a moment, shook his head:

"Talk with confidence."

"Maxwell said that if one day he is gone, let me give this to you."

Richard smiled hard and handed him a brass tube: "Also let me bring you a message..."

He paused, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on his forehead. It was as if a lock was opened in his skull. Richard's eyes rolled back, and the power sealed in his skull was released, dominating his will.

It was as if the old man had returned again, and the words that had been sealed were re-stated in Richard's body.

"Ye Qingxuan, be careful... Don't trust anyone."

Ye Qingxuan heard Maxwell's hoarse voice:

"- Including me."