Murder In The Old Castle

Murder In The Old Castle
355. New Secret


After meeting Dimas in his office, Mariah did not want to go straight back to the castle. He took a moment to go home to pick up some of the items needed. In addition, it must be admitted that he really misses the atmosphere of his home. She misses sitting on the terrace drinking tea with her husband, or when watering the ornamental flowers of her collection in the front garden. He began to get bored with the atmosphere of the castle gripping and full of terror.


Unfortunately, he could not stay at home for long. He was worried that it was getting late, and that it might be too late afternoon for the castle. The eating business in the castle had already been completely devolved by Maya and Lily, so he could calm down a little. He will finish all the business in the city.


After visiting his house for a moment, he immediately slid to another place. A place he had not planned to visit before, but wanted to visit that day. It was a little secluded in a rather narrow alley. A dull house yeng looked deserted. Mariah got out of the car, looked around. He had never been to that house before, so he felt a bit awkward.


He knocked on the door hesitantly. After a long while, a middle-aged woman opened the door. He immediately scrunched his forehead, as if collecting a memory, to remember Mariah's face. It was like he had known Mariah, but when and where, he could not remember well.


"Who?" ask the mother suspiciously.


"I'm Mariah, Mom. Holy Friend," replied Mariah.


"Holy Friend? Sorry, you have the wrong address. The saint had never had any friends in his life. All the friends betrayed and harmed her." replied the mother in a cold tone.


Mariah felt bad to have her answer. He just looked down, avoiding the eyes of the mother who was so sharp, as if spilling all wrongs on him. However, Mariah also felt guilty about what befell the Saints. Fortunately the mother could not remember Mariah's face, so she still felt somewhat calm. Indeed, they had never met before.


"I'm sorry, Mom," Mariah murmured in a soft voice.


"So who are you?" ask the Holy Mother.


"I'm .. I'm a Sacred High School Time friend, Mom. My name is Mariah. I am deeply saddened by the Holy Death, and sincerely hope that the Holy Spirit can be at peace. I'm here to visit his grave and ...."


"sma Friends? Are you a holy friend like he wrote in his diary?" cut off the Holy Mother.


"Holy Friend? What did Saints write about, Mom?" ask Mariah curiously.


The Holy Mother only sighed for a moment. He looked deeply at Mariah, trying to dive into Mariah's feelings. After he was sure that Mariah was a good person, he invited Mariah into his living room neatly arranged.


"I don't really want to talk about this anymore, but the memories always come out of the blue. Until now those memories had come just like that, and I felt as if Saints were still present in this house. I'm still cleaning her room as usual, keeping her dolls. He always writes his sadness in a diary. Sadness when friends in the group hurt his heart .... "


The Holy Mother told him in a hoarse voice, so that she shed tears. Mariah felt more guilty hearing the mother's words. Indeed, he had never thought long when doing delinquents or jokes that cornered the Holy. He did not even care about the background of Saints, so he felt that what his friends were doing at that time was also ordinary. There is a feeling of regret that is clumping. He could only be silent to hear the Holy Mother telling a story.


"He also wrote about someone who had become his best friend, without mentioning his identity with certainty. He also wrote about the man who had attracted his attention, but later deceived and abused him. It's so painful that she's been through, and I feel useless as a mother, because I can't protect her" she said.


Mariah was very sad, but she didn't know what to do. He just fell silent, sympathetic to hear everything he said.


"He wrote down the uniqueness of his best friend, describing him as a gentle person, a timid but intelligent person, and having a family background similar to himself. Well, Saints is my only-satunyal son and he I raised himself without anyone's interference. I am the only much loved person in Holy life" the Holy Mother explained as she endured the burst of tears.


"Possibly so, because Suci has a close emotional connection with him, because of the equality of fate and background," he continued.


Mariah was silent hearing that. He must immediately inform Dimas to immediately check the background of each of his friends. Mariah had known the members of The Girl Squad for many years, but they never cared about their family background. Is this called friendship?


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Reno and Rosita walk down a path surrounded by tea plants. Reno stepped out cautiously, checking every inch of the road that Rosita and Edwin had walked up the hill. Reno checked the path, just in case she found something strange.


"After that we went up the hill" said Rosita, pointing to the top of the hill.


Reno simply nodded, as she continued to watch over the path. Suddenly, he felt that something was catching his attention. He saw some tea tree trunks whose branches were broken, as well as tea leaves that fell, as if something had been forcefully passed.


"It's like something's going on here" Edwin murmured as he picked up a leaf strewn across the ground.


"A-is ... I mean Mr. Reno, Edwin is missing around here?" ask Rosita.


"Eitherway. But you see the marks of the broken tea plant, like someone passed by by being dragged. I'll check around this place, who knows I'm getting a lead. You can just wait here!" reno's orders.


Rosita did not answer, only nodded. The sun is getting higher, so the atmosphere feels more sultry. However, Reno did not give up just like that. He continued to sequence rows of tea trees whose leaves were damaged. It seems to have formed a pattern and led to the other side of the plantation. Rosita can only watch from a distance, not daring to partake in Reno's adventure. He kept an eye on Reno, until the policeman disappeared into the teahouse.


Reno stops somewhere, when all those suspicious signs are over. It turned out that he had walked quite far from where he came from. Even Rosita was invisible. But he saw no one there. Reno was also confused seeing this. Has he killed Edwin or not? If Edwin is killed, he should be able to find his body immediately. If Edwin was alive, where would the man go?


In fact, Edwin had walked quite a distance leaving the tea garden. He looked towards the top of the hill which looked small. In his mind, the further away from the top of the hill, the closer it would be to the highway. He continued down the path away from the hill. The scorching sun made him very thirsty, but he could not give up.


Moments later, he saw a highway about five hundred meters ahead. The asphalt of the road seemed to be gleaming in the scorching sunlight. His hope instantly grew, he wanted to run towards there, but his legs felt tired. His energy seemed to be drained, not to mention the thirst that felt suffocating the neck. Clearly, he was happy to find the highway, just how to get back to the castle. However, just as he reached the highway, he suddenly felt his head dizzy, as well as his eyes twitching. Within seconds, he fell to the ground!


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