It was a rare quiet afternoon. The sun shone on Rudolf's closed eyelids, leaving him with a warm red. He was drowsy in the chair of the police station.
The court had a thorough investigation, which reduced the pressure on the police station and ushered in a long-lost afternoon with nothing to do.
Kellyta walked into the office with her leather shoes clattering and put a letter on the table.
"Rudolf, your letter."
Rudolf opened his eyes. The sunlight was a little dazzling, but very warm.
He picked up the envelope and felt a little strange. He didn't know who wrote to him. After a closer look, he found that the letter was sent from the city of Fabro.
The letter was an invitation.
"Dear Patrolman Rudolf:
I will wait for you at the Havilka Cafe in Leman Town on the afternoon of November 9th.
Your friend."
Rudolf looked at the letter over and over again and found that there was no other information.
There was no beginning or end. I didn't know what the writer was going to do.
He looked up at the date on the wall. Isn't today the 9th?
Having just slept for a while, Rudolf felt a little bitter in his mouth. He thought it would be nice to have a cup of coffee.
He picked up his cane, put on his hat, and went out.
Since Rudolf got the cane of pain, he rarely wore his police uniform, because the police uniform and a gentleman's cane don't go well together.
Most of the time, Rudolf wears a suit so that no one will find his cane strange.
Of course, when he needs to handle a case, Rudolf will wear a police badge on his chest, which can also prove his identity.
Soon, Rudolf came to the Haweka Cafe.
This is a small cafe with only 7 or 8 tables.
Most of the shops in Leman are not big and there are not so many consumers.
There is a piano in the cafe. The owner of the cafe has never asked anyone to play the piano. It is just an expensive decoration.
Rudolf opened his pocket watch and habitually looked around. Everything was normal around the cafe.
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people in the cafe.
Rudolf looked around and soon found a person, a woman.
The sleepiness disappeared instantly and his heart suddenly tightened. Rudolph was very sure that this woman was the one who wrote to him.
The woman smiled at Rudolph and motioned him to come over.
Rudolph first glanced at the other guests in the cafe. Two tables, five people. If he ran now, maybe the woman would take action now.
After pausing for a few seconds, Rudolph walked forward.
The woman continued to stir the coffee cup in front of her. The thick coffee swirled and emitted curls of hot steam. The hot steam slowly dissipated like white smoke in the sun.
Surrounded by the whispers of people from other tables, it all seemed like an ordinary afternoon.
But Rudolph was nervous and just forced himself to sit in front of the woman.
"What should I call you now?" Even when Rudolph was sitting, he didn't let go of his cane:
"Ms. Black Queen? Ms. Jessica? Or, do you have another name now?"
For some reason, the new body of the Black Queen looked a bit like Jessica, which was why Rudolph recognized her at a glance.
But this time, the Queen of Black was not wearing big black-framed glasses, but a pair of exquisite frameless glasses.
"It doesn't matter, because I often don't know who I am. Waiter! Give this gentleman a cup of coffee!"
The young waiter, who didn't know the truth, came over and handed Rudolph an exquisite coffee menu.
Rudolph looked at the coffee menu while thinking about how to call for support: "Black coffee, no sugar, thank you." After the waiter left, Rudolf continued to look at the Queen of Black.
"So, Ms. Queen of Black, what do you want to talk to me about?" Seeing that the Queen of Black didn't speak, Rudolf had to continue:
"I admit that I shot you a few times before. But that was because I didn't know you. I admit that it was my fault. I was too reckless at the time. I apologize to you here."
The Queen of Black didn't speak. She just tilted her head and looked at the glass beside her. She didn't know whether she was looking at the street outside the glass with few people, or at her own reflection.
The waiter put down the coffee for Rudolf, and Rudolf took it and took a sip.
It was really unpalatable. I should have added sugar earlier. Rudolf could only pick up the coffee to cover up his confusion.
The Queen of Black turned her head, and Rudolf immediately put down the coffee.
In his hand under the table, he already held a special smoke bomb.
If he wanted, he could soon detonate this smoke bomb he had modified and create poisonous smoke in the cafe.
"Patrolman Rudolph, I'm here to get something back from you. I hope you can agree."
"What is it?"
"Kevin's relics."
The Black Queen stared at Rudolph. She had already decided that no matter what method she used, she would definitely get Kevin's relics. Even if it meant a big battle in the town, she would not hesitate.
She stared at Rudolph, ready to respond to his next move at any time.
Rudolph quickly reached into his arms.
The Black Queen frowned. She was thinking about how to defeat the patrolman in front of her in a short time. In her hand, the Hive Scepter had already appeared.
Rudolph felt a slight pain in his eyebrows. The Dangerous Intuition Paint told him that he had been targeted by some attack method. He hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong! I'm getting Kevin's relics for you."
Rudolph decisively took out a crystal ball, a crystal clear crystal ball. He quickly handed the crystal ball over and placed it on the small plate in front of the Black Queen.
The crystal ball rolled in the plate, making a pleasant hum.
Black Queen lowered her head. The frameless lenses and the crystal ball looked similar at this time, both of them sparkling in the sun.
Black Queen was a little bit unbelievable. Many of the back-up plans she had prepared were no longer necessary.
"Ms. Black Queen, this is Kevin's relic. Since you want to take his relic as Kevin's widow, I will return it to you.
Of course, you can see that I always put valuable items together. The crystal ball was scratched by the key and has some small flaws.
I think this relic will not affect its status as a souvenir left by Kevin for you."
Hearing the word widow, Black Queen trembled for a moment.
Rudolph raised his cane and continued:
"Ms. Black Queen, is there anything else?
The police station is a bit busy today. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Goodbye, Ms. Black Queen."
Rudolph had already raised his butt from the chair, but heard laughter.
The Black Queen on the opposite side laughed, and then said:
"Wait, Patrolman Rudolph, I had no ill intentions before, and I have even less ill intentions now. Please sit down, I have something to ask you."
Rudolph had to sit down again.
A real man walks between heaven and earth, and he can bend even more. He should bow his head when he should, and obey when he should. Hesitating for half a second is a disrespect for his own life.
"Kevin, do you have anything to ask of you? I want to hear it."
Rudolph secretly thought it was ridiculous. This Black Queen was really into the role, and really thought he was Kevin's widow.
"Oh, Kevin asked me to help bury Ichabod, but I don't think it's necessary. I'll build a cenotaph for Ichabod someday and bury a few grenades in it. I think it's also good."
The Black Queen on the opposite side stared at the crystal ball in the small dish with a gloomy look in her eyes: "It's really about Ichabod..."