Chapter 613 612. Rainstorm Villa

  The man wore a deerstalker hat, a double-breasted overcoat, a long cloak, shiny leather shoes, and a pipe of heather root in his hand, dressed like Drizzt.

   But this is not Drizzt.

   Lu Bian recognized it at first sight, this is Stone, the young man who once caused a bloodbath in the gangsters of the abandoned capital.

   It's just that he is also close to Drizzt at his current age, and looks more mature and lean, just like Drizzt back then.

  Stone glanced across the room, and soon noticed Lu Bian and Shia, his expression did not change, he just walked into the room, lit the shredded tobacco in his pipe, took a deep breath, and then spoke.

   "Everyone, I have been commissioned by Mr. Browning to investigate after his death."

   Hearing Stone's words, the flamboyant lady made her voice first.

   "Investigation? What to investigate? My father died of a heart attack. Roger, his attending physician, also emphasized this point. I don't think it is necessary to invite detectives to investigate."

   She doesn't seem happy about the presence of a detective, Stone.

   "I haven't said anything about the investigation, Ms. Emma."

   Stone chuckled, causing the lady's expression to stiffen and her eyes to become cramped.

   "Don't worry, I'm investigating Mr. Browning's legacy left in this room."

   "Legacy?"

   Hearing this word, the eldest son Rum, who was holding a pocket watch in his hand, lit up.

   "Yes, do you know this mansion?"

  Stone saw that everyone else was looking at him, he took a breath of the gas from his pipe, and when it infiltrated his lungs and brought a feeling of joy, he exhaled a long breath, causing the smoke to surround himself.

  Selled a pass before Stone spoke.

"What is here now is Mr. Browning's private property, but before he bought it, the name of this mansion was called Torrential Rain Villa. According to legend, this is the house built by Taoist Heming. For a few years, Daoist Heming lived here and devoted himself to cultivating Taoism."

   Hearing Stone's words, several people's reactions were different.

  Rum's expression became soothing, he seemed to have thought of something, showing a greedy look.

  Emma didn't quite understand, but she kept silent because of the frustration in her previous confrontation with Stone.

  Lily looked even more confused. For a maid, her impression of the existence of Daoist Heming only existed in those bedtime stories that frightened children when she was a child.

  The large Gothe raised his eyebrows, but his reaction was quite dull.

  Lu Kian heard the name of Torrential Rain Villa, and had a feeling that it was so, and felt the subtle connection of fate.

   It was not the first time he had heard of the name.

Before going to Hedao and completing the quest selection before the completion of "No War in Spring", Lu Jian had seen the Torrential Rain Villa in the abandoned capital. He remembered that the mission at that time should be that the owner of the Torrential Rain Villa invited guests to come, presumably for the sake of Find the secret of Taoist Heming.

  It seems that if Lu Bian chose this mission at that time, then he would probably meet Mr. Browning who was still alive.

   Of course, even if there was no choice at the time, Lu Kizuna is standing here today.

   Fate is so wonderful.

   In other words, Lu Kian's future may be destined to end here.

"Everyone knows that Daoist Heming. After he ascended, the sect declined due to changes. His disciples hid their identities and were scattered all over the place, and the method of ascension was also obtained by different disciples. It is difficult to piece together a complete "Heming" Nine Chapters of the Secret Scripture, I believe that Mr. Browning bought this mansion for the true inheritance of Daoist Heming."

When    Stone explained, he glanced at Lu Bian.

"Originally, I agreed to Mr. Browning's invitation and would come here to investigate this weekend. Unfortunately, Mr. Browning died of a sudden illness, but he has already paid for it. As a detective, I keep my promise, even if the client has passed away, I still come here to investigate this mansion."

   He said it very soundly, but in the eyes of Mr. Browning's children, the detective probably also fell in love with Daoist Heming's treasure, so he came to investigate regardless.

   "Six days later will be the night of the conjuring. I heard that Mr. Browning has also found a real master of the Heming School?"

   Stone asked the old butler.

   "Yes, Master Byron has a very good relationship with my master. This mansion was bought through the introduction of Master Byron."

   The old butler answered politely.

   "It's just that Master Byron's whereabouts are uncertain. He only told me that he would come, but did not say the specific time."

   "He hasn't come yet?"

  Stone asked.

   "Yes, but Master Byron keeps his word and will not miss the appointment."

   The old butler said firmly.

   "Well, I trust him too."

   Stone nodded.

   "Everyone, I will be investigating in the mansion these few days, and I may need your cooperation. As for what I found, it is naturally Mr. Browning's legacy, and you can dispose of it at will."

   He spoke again, reassuring those people.

   "Dear guests, we have arranged lunch, please take a seat, I will let the servants serve it."

   The old butler said again.

   A few people chose their seats at will, and after a while, the servants served sumptuous dishes.

   Grilled chicken, steak, sausage, fish soup, fresh vegetables and fruits, and rice and bread.

   For wealthy kids like Rum and Emma, ​​such a dish was a regular meal, but for Shia, it was literally a sacrament.

   She didn't care about her image, gobbling it down, sucking all the food on the table into her mouth like a bottomless pit.

   Seeing this scene, several members of the Browning family couldn't hang their faces.

   As for Stone, he eats his plate with grace while watching the others, like a sly fox.

  After dinner, everyone dispersed, leaving only Stone, Lukan, and Shia in the dining room.

   "Hiccup—"

   Shia hiccupped, felt her chubby belly, and lay contentedly on the sofa.

"what is going on?"

   Land Kizuna asked Stone.

   "Where did Drizzt go?"

   "The story is not short, let me tell you the conclusion first."

  Stone put down his pipe, rubbed his fingers on the rough surface of the heather, exhaled a long breath, and then said.

   "Mr. Drizzt is dead, I became the Chosen One, inherited his detective agency, and I know everything about the Quiet Place."

   "It's been ten years now."

   Hearing Stone's words, Shia looked over.

   "Ten years. Hiccup."

"Yes, ten years ago, I found Mr. Drizzt who was in the hospital. He took me in and asked me to work as an assistant in the detective's office. Sometimes he would suddenly disappear for a period of time. Before disappearing, Drizzt The gentleman will usually explain some things to me, like last words, and now that I think about it, it should be that he went to a foreign land to complete the task."

  Stone said with emotion.

"Later, as you can see, Mr. Drizzt never came back after a certain disappearance. A few days after he left, I was chosen by the Quiet Place to be the chosen one, and I inherited Mr. Drizzt's Everything, to this day."

   (end of this chapter)