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Chapter 12 1 silver coin
Mr. Noah's study was kept meticulously.
The room was about twelve feet square, facing south, with a sliding window. The window frame was painted off-white, and a sycamore tree stood not far outside.
Although it was March and the sycamore trees were somewhat bare, it was still evident that the branches and leaves on the side near the window had been well pruned. Several thin branches extended just to the window, their shapes quite aesthetically pleasing, and also telling a story.
Anyone entering or leaving this room through the window will inevitably break off these branches and leaves, thus ruining the aesthetic appeal.
Near the window, an old desk stood, with a brass lamp for illumination. This was the place where Mr. Noah was murdered.
Behind the desk, there was a bookshelf that covered the entire wall, containing at least several hundred books, as well as a shelf that once held daggers, but it was now empty.
Luo Qiu glanced at the furnishings in the study, but unfortunately, he still couldn't see any red light.
But at that moment, he didn't have time to feel disappointed about it; his attention had already been drawn to the rows and rows of books.
"Mrs. Noah, excuse me, may I look through the books here?"
"Books? Of course, but if you're looking to find clues using books, someone has already tried that."
"They were quite nice; they looked through the books and put them back exactly as they were... Of course, I plan to sell these books to bookstores. Keeping them with me will only let the rats eat them all."
Luo Qiu didn't pay attention to what Mrs. Noah said afterward. The moment he got her consent, he had already walked to the bookshelf.
The edges of the bookshelf were clean and tidy.
Because previous colleagues had already organized them, it's no longer possible to tell which books were frequently used or which were previously covered in dust.
However, this did not stump Luo Qiu.
Mrs. Noah said that the books had been restored to their original positions after being looked through, so he stood in front of the desk, trying to imagine which position was most likely to be noticed by Mr. Noah.
On the left, a bookshelf shelf held several poetry collections. It was an easy spot to put them, and the poetry was also related to Mr. Noah's position.
But after Luo Qiu's gaze lingered there for a few seconds, he glanced to the other side.
Near the right side of the desk, on the bookshelf shelf, were several unusual books:
"Crested Marks Records", "The History of the Noah Family", "Aristocratic Etiquette"...
More than two hundred years after the rise of industrialization, most people have lost interest in the aristocracy and talk more about capitalists and factory owners.
The image of nobility for ordinary people has become a title that is dispensable.
But seeing these books here, and recalling some of Mr. Noah's unusual behavior, Luo Qiu's eyes lit up.
He reached out and took out the book, "The History of the Noah Family".
This is a substantial book.
Its dimensions alone are larger than a regular book, its thickness is about three finger joints, and it weighs at least one kilogram. In addition, the cover is covered with a layer of goatskin, with gold foil embossed in the center, featuring the Noah family crest.
Such books are usually displayed high on a bookshelf or treasured in a safe.
But now, the book is placed within easy reach, and when opened, you can still see signs of frequent reading; some pages even have curled edges.
Luo Qiu turned to the pages with the most severely curled corners.
In the 1123rd year after the birth of our Lord, during the reign of King Ambrose IV of Northumbria, Idris Noah was ordered by the king to lead one hundred knights into the valley to hunt down the giant wolf.
Idris held the Sword of Oath, shield protecting him. As the sword fell, the earth cracked open, and lava spewed forth.
After fighting the giant wolf for three days, the wolf was beheaded.
The ancestor returned with a wolf's head and thirty knights. The fourth generation was pleased and granted him additional land.
He was also bestowed with a silver coin, which was a family heirloom.
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"Senior, have you discovered anything?"
While Luo Qiu was browsing through the books, Smith also entered the study.
After a conversation with Mrs. Noah, he didn't gain much information; in fact, he only obtained some trivial details.
Mrs. Noah was a fashion enthusiast; one could talk for two or three hours straight about the celebrities of Chongqing. But when it came to her husband, due to differing interests, the two rarely discussed anything outside of household matters.
So, just in case, Smith decided to try his luck in the study.
As soon as he entered, he saw Luo Qiu standing by the desk, engrossed in reading a rather thick book.
Well, since the chair that was previously placed here was taken away as evidence, there is no place in the study where people can rest.
This made Luo Qiu's posture very conspicuous, leading Smith to mistakenly believe that he had discovered something.
"Ah, you discovered something?"
Luo Qiu looked up from his book, suddenly interrupted, and was still somewhat dazed.
However, he quickly realized what was happening.
"I'm looking at the books that Mr. Noah read, hoping to find out his condition at the time... Oh, right, is that part recorded in the file?"
Smith glanced at the closed book cover and nodded:
"The file mentions this book, 'The Noah Family History,' which analyzes that Mr. Noah may have believed certain stories in the family history."
"To be honest, I find it hard to believe that a professor who has seen large factory machinery would believe those exaggerated embellishments."
"I don't believe it either, but... the book also mentions a silver coin."
"There is a silver coin, which is mentioned in the dossier. It was placed in the third shelf from the left on the third row of the bookshelf. However, the dossier says that the silver coin belonging to the Noah family is not in Mr. Noah's possession. He is only a member of a collateral branch, and he bought this silver coin unintentionally."
"I see."
Luo Qiu nodded, feigning understanding, and ended the conversation with Smith.
He never expected that his casual remark would have such a positive outcome.
As Smith began to observe the windowsill next to the desk, Luo Qiu, unable to contain his curiosity, went to the bookshelf shelf and took out the metal box inside…
Then, a faint red light appeared in my field of vision.
What a pleasant surprise!
Luo Qiu's heart skipped a beat. While flipping through the family history book, he had guessed that the silver coins mentioned therein were closely related to the extraordinary.
As it turned out, he was right; a supernatural silver coin truly appeared before him. Although it wasn't the one described in the book, the vulture image on the coin was the exclusive emblem of the Kingdom of Northumbria.
However... this thing is not easy to take out.
Luo Qiu stared at the silver coin, lost in thought.
We already know what this silver coin means, but it belongs to Mr. Noah and should have a high market value.
After the fall of the Kingdom of Northumbria and the establishment of the Kingdom of Poli, due to a shortage of silver, an order was issued to recall these silver coins and recast them. Now, not many silver coins remain, and their market price is at least several thousand crowns.
Looking back, Smith was still studying at his desk, and Mrs. Noah was silent outside. With a heavy heart, Luo Qiu placed her hand on the silver coin.
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