You know, even if I sell the house, we won't have enough money to live on. What a nice guy Gerald is. Although he was a very talented engineer, he was very poor. If he had a small amount of money, the company he works for would accept him as a partner. The other is Mr. Partridge, who is also very nice. I know-he's quite rich. If I marry him, our hard times will be over. However But "I can understand that." "It's a totally different thing," Tappens said with understanding. You can keep convincing yourself that he is so good and valuable, and add his character as an additional condition-but in the end, he can't inspire your enthusiasm. Monica nodded her head. I think we'll stop here. Tappens said, "I think we'd better go to you and investigate the matter at the scene.". Where do you live? "The Red House, in the town of Stoughton,endless swim pool, Marsh." Tappens wrote the address in her notebook. "I haven't asked you —" said Monica haltingly. "How much does it cost?" When she finished speaking, her face turned red. We get paid strictly according to the results of the survey, "Tappens said solemnly." If the secret of the Red House can bring considerable economic benefits, such as the benefits of those buyers who are eager to buy real estate and are willing to pay a high price, we can take a small percentage. Otherwise-we don't charge a penny! "Thank you so much!" The girl said gratefully. "Well,outdoor whirlpool tub, you don't have to worry about anything now," said Tappens. "Everything will be fine.". Let's have a good lunch and talk about something interesting. www-xiaoshuotxt-c o m Chapter 15 Red House. (Xiao/Shuo/t/xt | Tiantang) "Wonderful," said Tommy, looking out of the window of the Corolla and Anchor Inn. "We're in this toadhole of a place — or whatever it's called. It's a pretty lousy town." "Let's study the case first." Tappens said. Of course you can. Tommy said, "First of all, I want to talk about my opinion. I think the sick mother is the most suspected." "What is the reason?" My dear Tappens, suppose that the evil ghost was premeditated, and that its purpose was to make the girl sell the house as soon as possible. Therefore, Chinese spa manufacturer ,endless pool factory, someone must have thrown things in the house. The girl had said that everyone was eating-except one. If the mother had been particularly ill, she would have stayed in her room upstairs. "If her condition was really serious, she couldn't have broken the furniture." "Humph!"! But what if she's not really sick and she's faking it? "And why?" "It's this point that I can't find the answer to." As her husband candidly admits, "I've been seriously following the proverbial detective rule — which is to focus on those who seem the least likely to commit a crime." "You always joke about everything." Tappens said seriously, "Of course, there must be some reason why those people are eager to get the house.". If you really don't want to find out the whole story, I'll do it. I like that girl. She's so cute. Tommy nodded his head seriously. I have no opinion. Tappens, I just can't help joking with you sometimes. Of course, what happened in this house is very strange. However, no matter what kind of secret it is, it is very difficult to find out. Otherwise, wouldn't a simple burglary solve the problem? There is no need to play such a trick. The rush to buy the house meant having to pry open the floors, knock down the walls, and even dig three feet into the ground to get there. Or there's a coal mine under the back garden. "I don't want it to be a coal mine. Isn't it more romantic to have buried treasure?" "Well!" Tommy said, "If that's the case, then I need to visit the manager of the local bank.". I'll tell him I'm staying here through Christmas, and I'm probably going to buy the Red House. And then talk to him about opening a bank account. "But why?" "Just wait and see!" Half an hour later, Tommy came back. His eyes sparkled with joy. Tappens, this is a big step forward. My meeting with the manager went exactly as I wanted. In the course of my conversation with him, I asked him casually if anyone had deposited gold in their bank, which now happens in such small-town banks. You know, there were a lot of small farmers who buried gold in the ground during the war. Around this topic, we naturally talked about the strange behavior of some old ladies. I made up that I had an aunt who, when the war broke out, had driven a carriage to the naval depot and come back with sixteen hams in it. He went on at once to say that one of his own customers had insisted on withdrawing all the money he had deposited without leaving a penny. She asked to be paid as much as possible in gold. Not only that, but she insisted that all the securities, bearer bonds and similar things that had been entrusted to the bank should be handed over to her own custody. I exclaimed that this was a foolish act, and then he said that the old lady was the original owner of the red house. Tappens, do you understand? She took all the money out of the bank and hid it somewhere. Monica Dean mentioned that they were surprised at how little she left behind,hot tub wholesale, remember? Apparently, she hid the money in the red room, and someone knew about it. I can also guess exactly who the person is. "Who is it?" What do you think of the loyal Crockett? I'm sure she knows a lot about her mistress's eccentricities. "And what do you think of Dr. O'Neill with the gold teeth?" 。 monalisa.com