MTL - Lord of the Mysteries-~ An ordinary person's daily life (2)
At the beginning of the document, when Patton was going to add detailed content to it, it was discovered that Vernal had not submitted any information.
"Does he think that by virtue of his relationship with the foundation, he can apply for funding in just one letter?" Patton said to himself in doubt, after looking around on the table.
In his impressions, Vernal, an archaeologist, is not such an arrogant person. In addition to being more irritable, all other aspects can be regarded as standard gentlemen of Ron.
——Under normal circumstances, you need to apply for assistance from the "Ruun Antiquities Collection and Protection Foundation". In addition to the project description, you must also provide on-site photos, copies of ancient books and other aspects of the information, otherwise the foundation cannot review it at all It is difficult to make a judgement, let alone spend a lot of gold pounds, send a team, and go to the project site for inspection.
Or, in fact, Vernal was too careless and forgot to send the information together? Of course, because of the relationship between Vernal and the Foundation, after seeing this letter above, it is entirely possible to send one or two people to contact and verify in the past ... Well, as a friend, I still have to help him do something What ... Barton shook his head without thinking much, got up, and walked to the front of the bookshelf.
He then stretched out his right palm and crossed the spine of a book with his finger to select the reference materials he needed.
Finally, he pulled out several books and periodicals, combining the above points of view, and gave a detailed description of the historical origins of the mountains under the jurisdiction of West Villas in the document to be submitted:
"In history, there is such a widely accepted view:
"Unknown for a short or long period of time, the Solomon Empire and the Tudor dynasty coexisted on the northern continent, and their dividing line is likely to be the Honachies Mountains and Feneport Plateau today.
"In this regard, the extension of the Honachies Mountains in West Villas has a high probability of being the focus of the contention between the two sides ..."
Barton did not endorse Vernal, but merely provided references to indirectly indicate that there may indeed be Quaternary remains in the mountains of West Villas.
In this way, if Vernal is finally deceived, no one will hold him accountable, because those discussions are made by famous historians, Barton just made certain excerpts, selective excerpts .
At the end of the document, he listed his references:
"..." Study of Private Historical Materials in West Villas ", Azke Eggers, lecturer at the Department of History at Hoy University ..."
After completing this document, Patton read it from the beginning and revised some words and sentences.
Then he took the draft and entered the clerk's room next door, asking them to use a mechanical typewriter to come up with the official text.
——The "Rouen Antiquities Collection and Protection Foundation" has been hiring a large number of female staff, from ordinary clerks at the bottom, but at least half of the senior vice-chairmen are women.
In fact, Barton is quite rhetoric about this situation, but he ca n’t object, he dare not object, he can only choose to accept it.
Of course, he also has to admit that it is also a good thing to watch those young female clerks busy when he needs to wait.
At least the colors here are richer ... Barton muttered silently as he listened to Da Da Da's voice.
After finishing the document and submitting his signature, he continued his work in an orderly manner as usual.
This includes, but is not limited to, preliminary review projects, providing professional advice and collecting information, and attaching some expositions to certain foundation papers.
A day passed quickly, Patton left the company at 6 o'clock, took a public carriage, and spent more than an hour returning home.
This is the norm in major cities in Ruen, so afternoon tea will be popular-after lunch from 12 noon to 1 noon, you have to return to your home from 7:30 to 8 pm. For such a long time, If there is no afternoon tea to fill, most people will definitely be extremely hungry.
Of course, this is limited to the middle class and above, many poor people may only eat two meals a day, and, under conditions, they must be both husband and wife to work, and have to be busy preparing dinner after returning home at seven or eight. Instead of enjoying it yourself.
"Fernal came to visit you in the afternoon." Barton's wife said casually as he took off his coat and hat.
"Fernal?" Button paused for a moment.
The archaeologist who discovered the Quaternary ruins in West Vilas returned to East Chester?
As soon as the voice fell, Patton frowned and said to himself silently:
"He really forgot to send the information, so come back in person?
"No, there is no need to be so troublesome. Kingdom Post is quite reliable.
"Moreover, he should know that I am definitely at the foundation during the non-weekend period, um, it may be sent to some sites for review ..."
Thinking of this, Button asked:
"where is he?"
"He only left for a quarter of an hour in your study." Barton's wife said truthfully.
Button asked:
"Did he say which hotel to stay in? When will he come again?"
Vernal, an archaeologist from East Chester, but not a resident of the capital Stoine, has no residence here.
"He didn't say that, he seemed in a hurry." Patton's wife paused and said, "I'm irritable."
Button touched his receding hairline and nodded gently:
"I go to the study first."
His study is located on the second floor, with multiple bookshelves and some porcelain-he is not too fanatical about porcelain, and will actively collect distinctive items.
After some searching, Button didn't find that Vernal had leftover notes and letters.
He quickly decided to leave the matter behind.
This has always been his rule-try not to worry about work after returning home.
After dinner, after spending a good time with his wife and children, Patton washes to bed and rushed to sleep.
When the night was quiet, he suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.
Since encountering danger in an archaeological activity ten years ago, Patton has had some inspirations that are different from ordinary people. He can always perceive some movements that other people can't detect. Come to find your own, and Barton can sense if the visitor is related to himself when the visitor first appears in the corridor.
Someone sneaked in ... Barton sat up sharply and opened his eyes wide.
He glanced at his sleeping wife next to him, did not wake her up, turned away from the bed with little movement, and removed the double-barreled shotgun hanging from the wall.
After holding the gun, he gently opened the door and looked towards the corridor.
It was shrouded in a thick night, and a little blushing outlined the outline of things.
Barton did not hesitate, entered the corridor very vigorously, patrolling back and forth.
However, he did not find the sneaking thief.
Am I feeling wrong? Button didn't turn around too confidently.
There is no trace of being opened in every room on the second floor.
Thinking about it, Barton came to the door of the study, took the handle, and twisted it gently.
The door opened silently, and everything inside was immersed in the darkness, like various monsters.
Opening the curtains, and looking at the moonlight, Barton carefully examined it and confirmed that the decoration here was exactly the same as what he remembered.
"I'm really too sensitive ... the sequela of yesterday's nightmare?" Button exhaled and quickly left the study.
Behind him, the opened curtains rocked gently, as if the wind had blown.
The next day, Button continued his slightly repetitive life:
Kissing wife and children, riding a horse-drawn carriage, reading newspaper, making black tea, reading letters ...
"Well, Vernal has another letter." Button loosened his heart and opened the letter.
However, there was nothing in the letter, and the person who sent it seemed to forget to put the letter in the envelope.
"Did Vernal have amnesia lately?" Barton glanced at the envelope in his hand and suddenly realized that the pattern on it was a little strange.
This is a commemorative envelope.
As far as Barton knows, in Beckland and Stowe, many high-end hotels will provide special envelopes and letter paper to guests, which is equivalent to a tourist memorial.
"Which hotel is this?" Button held the envelope to his nose and prepared to smell the scent on it, which was also unique and recognizable.
The next second, he smelled a touch of blood.
