After meeting Mick in black, landlord Andre and the cousin Shaden just now, Kawei finally realized that he seemed to have perfectly inherited the tragedy of the original owner, and continuing to entangle with them would only get deeper and deeper.

.

He could only restrain the urge to scold his mother and try to keep his mind as calm as possible.

It’s not that Kawi hasn’t thought about the possibility that the other party is a liar, because the requested 468 Helles were perfectly within the range of 5 kronor, and the other party even thoughtfully helped him eliminate the day’s expenses, which was too much

What a coincidence.

Moreover, the process of inheriting real estate is very time-consuming, so the sudden appearance of a cousin is particularly unexpected.

Andre died in the middle of the night, and that night his cousin came back from the outskirts of the city in an expensive night carriage to attend the funeral. It was obviously unreasonable. In addition, his suit did not have the rural atmosphere of Medling at all. He was an out-and-out capitalist.

Do it...

There were too many doubtful points, but Kawei had no intention of sorting them out because they were meaningless.

When he thought about the old man in room 303 having the man in black in his hands, and that the other party was complicit, he could only admit that he was unlucky. Kawei was going to have a good sleep, and when he woke up, he would leave the money on the desk and take it with him

The suitcase was moved to the hospital and never came back.

He just wants to get out of the messy life of his original owner, and then stay in the largest hospital in Austria with peace of mind, beside the most powerful surgeon, slowly work, grow, and replace... This is the life he wants to live, far away

Much more exciting than being indecisive between a few crowns.

Unexpectedly, after being depressed all night, God played an extremely cruel joke on him.

At 6:30 in the morning, when Carvey had packed up everything and was about to leave all the money he had and leave, there was a knock on the door: "Mr. Carvey, Mr. Carvey Hines, are you awake?"

?”

The voice came from Xia Den, whom I met last night, and his tone sounded confident.

Now that the person is here, Kawei wants to pay the money in person, out of sight and out of mind, so as to avoid future trouble. But as soon as he gets up to open the door, there is another quarrel in the corridor. The sound comes from far to near, from far to near, from

A woman downstairs started, and gradually mixed into the voices of the old man and Xia Den in Room 303, a total of three voices.

They were at each other's throats from the beginning and were not prepared to give each other any room. The main content has always revolved around "legal inheritance rights".

"This is a house and real estate. What qualifications does a woman have to inherit?" Xia Den didn't want to discuss this kind of thing with a woman. He even wanted to behave like a gentleman. "It's better to leave quickly. It's better to go home to wash, cook and clean."

It’s better to waste your time here.”

"I really don't have the qualifications, but my son does!!!"

"Stop joking, what does your son have with Mr. Andre... Wait, is it..."

"What? Never seen an illegitimate child?"【1】

The old man from 303 felt very strange: "My impression seems to be that I gave birth to a child, or in the middle of last year, on the carriage to the hospital..."

"Is it illegal to give birth to a son in a car?" The woman was very aggressive. She completely suppressed the two grown men with her voice. "Who dares to go to the hospital to give birth these days? It's not life-threatening? If it weren't for such a small child care subsidy [2

], I wouldn’t have paid for a carriage to go to the hospital.”

"Wait a minute, isn't the point of the question supposed to be about your man?"

"***, my man already knew that he would be happy to inherit such a big house!"

"..."

Xia Den was caught off guard and was at a loss as to what to say. The old man was no match for her, and he was defeated after a few curse words.

"You old fool, you watch us coming in and out every day, keep making snitches behind our backs, all you can think about is some little abacus to make money!!! And you! You are just someone who never interacts with him.

Distant cousin, why should you inherit this building? Do you have a will?"

"Of course I do. I still have the account book he gave me."

"Go away! What's the use of the ledger? Besides, are you sure you have a will? If you have a will, what does this one in my hand count for?"

The woman cursed more and more fiercely, and the two pieces of paper she held in her arms were much more useful than the will typed out by their typewriter: "Look, my will was written by him in his own hand at the beginning of the year, even the application form for childcare subsidy.

He filled it in with his own hands."

There is not much evidence available in the 19th century. Handwriting is often very revealing, but comparison requires time and reliable reference materials.

It just so happens that the account book in Shaden's hand can be of great help.

"So, get out of here, or I'll call the police!"

"Call the police? By the way...you can call the police!!!" Xia Den suddenly reacted, pulling him into Room 303 and saying, "Did my cousin be with her last night?"

"What are you talking about?" The woman was confused.

The old man suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Yes, yes, this crazy woman is indeed with Mr. Andre. I saw them leaving No. 73 together!"

“What time is it???”

"It's past seven o'clock in the evening...seven-thirty!"

"That's right!"

Shaden's voice was full of pride, and he connected 303, Kawi, the woman and Andre in a lame plot: "My cousin first went to Room 301 to pay the rent, and then went to Room 102 downstairs.

I looked for her, but in the end I was tricked into leaving Basinger Street together!"

"So she is the murderer?" 303's praise came at a particularly timely time.

"Not necessarily, maybe there are other people who can help, such as her man." Shaden looked at the panicked woman and continued to tell his story, "Because as soon as cousin Andre dies, this building will become

The child’s property! Before the child reaches adulthood, this building will be in their hands. This is totally their motive!”

"This is a false accusation!"

"If it's a false accusation, let's go to the police station and ask."

"Let's go~"

"Wait...what are you going to do...what???"

After a series of baseless "guesses", the woman's advantage disappeared instantly, and she was even expected to live in the police station for a few days. If her man hadn't stepped forward at the last moment and rescued the woman from the carriage, things would have happened.

It’s unclear what the subsequent development will look like.

Kaweike didn't care who was right or wrong among them. Listening to the distant sounds outside the door, he picked up his suitcase and walked out of the room gently and went downstairs. Taking advantage of the four people chatting at the door, he

Avoiding sight, he quickly left Basinger Street.

Cavett walked around the corner and walked forward for a few minutes before slowly stopping.

It has been four days since he traveled here, and the only thing he thinks is decent is the "boarding system" of the public carriage. As long as you see the railway track, stand along the road, you can wave to board the carriage when it passes by, which is very convenient.

Of course, after getting in the car, he still had to endure the bumps in the car, the slow speed and the narrow lanes that were often congested, but that was a story for another time.

He just wanted to get in the car as soon as possible and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

"...Sir, sir, do you know where the nearest hospital is?"

"Hmm? The latest?"

Kawei looked back, and there was a young man in a black suit standing behind him. He had no impression of the medical facilities around his residence, so he could only shake his head and said, "Sorry, I don't know very well."

"Where does this railway track lead to? Can it go to the hospital?"

"Well, I can go there, but it's a bit far."

"Which hospital is it?" the young man complained helplessly, "Vienna's circuit is too complicated."

"Municipal General Hospital, the carriage is coming from the corner of the street. The route passes through the Ring Road and then goes all the way to the west..." Kawei only thought that he was here to ask for directions, without any precautions, and even stated his purpose.

He said, "Forget it, I'm going to the hospital anyway, just follow me and get off the bus."

"That's such a coincidence, thank you."

The young man walked forward with a smile and stood quietly on the right side of Kawei, avoiding his sight. After looking at the other person for a few times, the smile on his face grew wider: "It is indeed a coincidence, Kawei Hai

Mr. Ince."

"..."

Kawei was still looking at the street intersection on the left when a stranger called out his name suddenly, and a chill ran down his back.

He didn't look back or reply. He subconsciously asked him to pick up his suitcase and want to leave. But as soon as he took half a step, the other party put his hand on his shoulder: "Mr. Carvey, since we met,

Don't leave in a hurry, our boss is looking for you."

...

At the gate of No. 73 at the other end, the four people just now were still arguing loudly, and there were crowds of people standing around.

Basinger Street is surrounded by poor workers, and you can watch a live fight for free. Even if the content is not interesting, it will bring some happiness to the dull and boring life.

Fortunately, all four of them knew the stakes. After taking to the streets, their movements were greatly reduced, and they all maintained restraint. The conflicts were just lip service, so the police who rushed over to maintain law and order did not say much.

Just as the situation was gradually reaching a stalemate, and the curse words exchanged were becoming less and less innovative, a man emerged from the crowd who claimed to be Andre's authorized attorney. The proof in his hand was more than the two of them put together.

Many, and even included a very detailed will.

"I'm here to announce the ownership of Building 73... Um, is this No. 73?"

"Yes, it's No. 73."

The lawyer breathed a sigh of relief: "We are finally here. Who lives in No. 73? I want to announce Mr. Andre's will and announce your new landlord. In the future, you can find a new landlord for the rental contract."
To be continued...