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"No, I'm just curious."

Xia De defended himself, and then couldn't help asking curiously:

"There are craftsmen who specialize in making fruit body stone carvings?"

"Of course, and the whole fruit is even more difficult to carve than wearing clothes. After all, the proportion and detail of those private parts must be considered...don't look at me like this, I also heard from my friends."

Mr. Antonio spoke seriously, and then told the anecdote he knew in a lower voice:

"I even know that someone commissioned a famous local stonemason to carve a one-to-one statue of a woman, but the upper part is filled with soft cotton and silk cloth, and the lower part... ahem, you just treat it as a local urban legend , don’t say I said it.”

For this kind of rumor, Xia De didn't even want to touch the Mithril Cube to confirm it. However, no matter which world, no matter which era, men's hobbies really haven't changed at all.

Because the room was too dark, the gas lamps on the wall had already been turned on at this time, making the atmosphere at eleven o'clock seem like it was already night.

Shad looked away from the oil painting on the wall:

"Let's not talk about the stone statue of a woman, Mr. Antonio. I heard that the stonemason's association once made a movable stone statue."

"Yes, such rumors appear every few years. There are many legends, such as stonemasons who disguised their bodies as stone statues to hide after killing people; or souls murdered by stonemasons possessed stone statues , to retaliate against the enemy; or the girl who longed for love died of a serious illness, and the feelings that the young man missed turned the stone statue he made into a real person... There are many themes."

Mr. Antonio knows even more about this than Shad, and such stories are interesting even to outsiders:

"Then what is the truth?"

"Mr. Watson, I'm just a writer, not a detective. I don't care about the truth, I care about the story... Well, I still care about the truth. I came here to collect materials today, just to use similar Write a new script based on the theme.”

Xia De smiled:

"Sounds interesting, mind if I go with you? I'm not going to steal your idea, but maybe I can make it into a popular detective."

Mr. Antonio would naturally not mind.

In fact, the playwright didn't have any good research ideas. Like Xia De, he came to the Stonemasons Association with the mood of giving it a try.

So the two went to have lunch together first, and then returned to the Mason Association again after lunch. At this time, the police officers standing at the door still did not leave, and when they were sure they had reached a distance that they could not hear, Mr. Antonio said to Shad:

"This time, the police will definitely make the Association pay the price."

"At what price? You mean the assassination? But that couldn't have been ordered by the Stonemasons Guild."

Xia De said, the middle-aged man touched his chin:

"But so what, the police don't care who ordered it. My friend in the police department told me that the identity of the assassin has been investigated. He is the victim of the collapsing statue of Willendale more than ten years ago. He is permanently disabled and unable to work, his wife left home on a rainy night eight years ago, and his only child died of illness three years ago... I personally prefer that the assassination of Prince William is a personal venting of anger, but if you insist on arguing with the Stonemasons Association It's not impossible to have a relationship.

"Because I was wronged, so I want to double the revenge on the victim?"

Xia De said suspiciously, Mr. Antonio looked around nervously:

"Watson, don't dare to say such nonsense. And ~lightnovelpub.net~ this matter can't be the idea of ​​the royal family. There is a high probability that the people below are trying to please the people above. And Prince William was attacked, No matter what, we must find someone with weight to convict, otherwise the local police department will be held accountable..."

He gave Xia De a "you understand" expression, Xia De clicked his tongue, and then turned to look at the policeman standing by the front door, while Mr. Antonio was still nervously reminding:

"Watch out for the gray gloves...these

People always have a way to find out what they want to know, so let's not get ourselves into trouble. "

After returning to the Stonemasons Association in the afternoon, the two of them did not continue to look at the stone carvings waiting to be sold in the hall. Mr. Antonio didn't have any clues, but when Ms. Shard Tolasses was helping to collect information, she found out that someone in the Stonemasons Association claimed to have seen moving stone sculptures, and that was last year, so the two decided to visit that person. eyewitness.

The target this time is Mr. Peter Tolford, a middle-aged stonemason in the Stonemasons Association. He does not have his own separate workshop, but works in the Stonemasons Association.

When Xia De and Mr. Antonio saw him, this stonemason with dark skin and exaggerated muscle lines was taking inventory in the warehouse with his two young apprentices. He originally didn't want to waste time chatting with strangers, but after Mr. Antonio threw out the coin, he stood happily among the densely packed stone statues and answered their questions enthusiastically.

"Yes, a moving stone sculpture. Last year, 1853, I can't remember the exact time, it was probably around the end of winter, I was drunk... I mean, I came out of the tavern Later, I remembered that I wanted to take my work apron home and wash it, so I greeted the gatekeeper and came to the warehouse in the backyard, which is probably where it is.”