The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 19The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 19 by EfiWild
By then, it was already known that the deaths of the memorial had been responsibility of the IRA* , and authorities were very attentive to avoid more terrorism. A security operation was also deployed in Winchester, so people were confident albeit Wednesdays. Quillsh walked around the shops of downtown looking for a gift for his loved one, when he suddenly saw an ad with a photo of her: Elizabeth would give a concert at the cultural forum that same day at 1:00 PM. The gentleman was very perplexed for not being invited, but still checked his watch and discovered that it was past time. Ralph drove real quickly trying to recover the lost time, but the street that led to the site was one-way, and they got behind a car that was moving very slowly. The stage was located in a small courtyard allowing visibility from the outside. Quillsh noticed that the audience filled every seat, but nobody was on the stage, so he thought that the pianist made a pause. Just in front of the theater, the car th
The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 18The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 18 by EfiWild
Meanwhile, in Wammy's House, L awoke. Quillsh hastened to put an ice pack on his ankle, but the boy did not flinch. Her huge eyes open were the only sign that he was conscious.
—How do you feel? —his caregiver asked, but got no response, so he decided to be sincere—:You have every right to be angry. I'm sorry I spoke of your mother in such a mean way. If you wish, I'll never mention it, but please don’t go. You will be exposed to many dangers wandering alone, and I don’t want anything bad happen to you. This institution is your home and you can stay here as long as you wish. If you cannot stand to see me here, I will return to London, just ask.
During the speech, L didn’t react, but eventually that scoundrel dared to say: —May I ask Mr. Ruvie to go away?
Despite those discord words, Quillsh was delighted to hear him speak.
—You'd be bored without Roger. Don’t you have fun annoying him?
—I guess you're right, Wammy-San. B
The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 17The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 17 by EfiWild
Quillsh went upstairs to see his protege, and found him cutting a piece of white cardboard.
—What are you doing? —he asked, crouching beside him.
—I’m creating my own puzzles, so I can easily replace the pieces if Roger robs me again.
—I don’t understand why you two can’t get along, but we'll talk about that later; now we should discuss a more important topic.
—What would you do if your father was alive?
—He's dead. There’s no point in thinking about it.
—Have you considered the possibility that your mom has lied?
—She wouldn’t betray me; I am now more possitive than ever. Remember you didn’t want to hear about my discoveries, Wammy-San?
—Just wanted you to relax a few hours. I’ll gladly hear you now.
L ran to take a notebook and opened it to a page full of kanji.
—Look here: the word “Disneyland” in Japanese is written in katakana system* , so you might th