After listening to Ronald’s narration, Raphael’s face showed a contemplative expression.
After reminiscing for a while and confirming that there was no more news, he shook his head somewhat regretfully,
"I’ve heard about this organization that sends coded messages,"
"However, since they haven’t done anything particularly out of line, and we always have a lot of superstitions around here, I don’t know much about this organization..."
Saying this, Raphael fell silent for a moment.
However, he quickly stopped, fixed his gaze on Ronald’s face, and then somewhat spontaneously said,
"I have a pretty good idea!"
"Would you like to hear it?"
Ronald, who had also stopped, looked cautious.
Raphael’s current state made him feel that things seemed a bit delicate; was Raphael thinking of some incredible plan?
So, he immediately asked,
"Raphael, what’s going on?"
"What kind of idea is it?"
Raphael’s face broke into a meaningful smile, and he came closer to Ronald’s side and whispered, so only the two of them could hear,
"I’m thinking, shall we go check out Elva Sherwood’s place today?"
"The Bureau hasn’t sent anyone to specifically watch you yet, and I can help you out if we go together!"
Ronald raised an eyebrow, unsure how to respond:
"Exactly." Raphael nodded decisively, and then explained his thought, "After all, the two of you haven’t met before; sooner or later you’ll have to, and whenever it happens, it will happen. So why not just make it earlier?"
As he said this, Raphael paused, then placed his right hand on Ronald’s shoulder and patted twice decisively.
"After all, if it comes down to solving problems with force,"
"I can only help you out now."
"If later on, you’re under long-term surveillance, I won’t be able come over like today and chat with you."
Faced with the reasons Raphael provided, Ronald thought for a few seconds, then nodded,
"Alright, I’ll trouble you with this today."
Hearing this response, Raphael immediately let go of his arm and stood up straight, replying casually,
"What trouble? It’s a piece of cake."
"Just remember to watch the performance; don’t go missing when the time comes."
Ronald replied earnestly,
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely be on time at the Oak Theater."
Both Ronald and Raphael were the type to act decisively, and having decided to raid Elva Sherwood’s place today, they naturally set off immediately.
Because Elva was a scholar with a good reputation, he also held a teaching position at the university in Springs and lived in the Riverside District, where Ronald currently resided.
According to the information provided by Raphael,
The location where this old professor lived wasn’t too far away, located on Goethe Road just a few streets away.
Walking there, it would take about half an hour to reach.
Intent on initially familiarizing himself with the surrounding area, Ronald decided to walk to visit Mr. Elva Sherwood.
Along the embankment built by the Wis River.
Walking under the gradually setting sun, the two strolled carelessly on the land along the riverbank area.
On the left were the usual buildings of the district.
To their right flowed the Wis River, spanning across all of Springs.
In a sense, it could be considered the most famous river in the entire Gredian Empire. Aside from its estuary, which widened to more than twenty kilometers, the usual width of the river channel was also over two hundred meters, accommodating most ships that sailed there.
It was precisely during the time Ronald and his company passed by.
Cargo boats transporting goods and passenger ships carrying guests came and went on the Wis River, filling the view with symbols of the city’s prosperity.
Also, due to early urban planning,
aside from the small boathouses set under the embankments for easy travel, virtually nothing else disrupted the architectural integrity along the riverbank.
Looking down the course of the Wis River from here.
This place was obviously more suitable for residential living.
When recommending a residence for Ronald, Raphael had clearly put thought into it.
Thus, they walked unhurriedly for just over twenty minutes.
When the original apartment area had completely disappeared behind them,
Raphael, responsible for leading the way, stopped in front of Ronald.
He pointed to a building on the other side of the road along the riverbank and said with certainty,
"Goethe Road is this way."
"However, I didn’t take note of the specific door number for Elva’s house, so we’ll have to look for it one by one.",
"Of course, you don’t need to worry about this being too troublesome."
"As a long-term property holder, Elva’s name will be engraved below the door number, at least we’ll definitely finish before dinner."
Ronald, unconcerned, shrugged:
"Then let’s get started."
"Should we split up or go together?"
Raphael immediately answered:
"Let’s stick together."
"I’ll check the door numbers on the right side of the road, and you take the left. This way, we won’t waste time and we also won’t be too far apart."
Ronald nodded in agreement:
"No problem, let’s do that."
And with that, they started checking door numbers on both sides of the road, following Raphael’s suggestion.
It was still during university lecturing hours.
Apart from the occasional passing taxis, the streets were mainly walked by servants and similar, and hardly anyone paid attention to Ronald and his companions identifying door numbers.
And on Goethe Road, personal residences.
Were mostly small two-story villas for individual living, with well-maintained walls protecting the domiciles, generally, nobody paid particular attention to the two identifying door numbers on the street.
After just over fifteen minutes of searching,
Ronald was the lucky one to first find Elva’s residence.
[Goethe Road 047, Elva Sherwood’s house]
Elva’s name and address were both inscribed on an iron plaque embedded at the gate.
Ronald looked up at the villa in front of him.
Like the other residences on Goethe Road, it was an ordinary, unremarkable two-story villa.
Turning around, he called out across the street to Raphael:
"Come over here, I’ve found it!"