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"Well, did you ask anything?"
The group returned to Paul's house and Wilson asked.
That's why they wanted to ask around about Anthony from Ada's mouth to see if she could know something.
Rosemary sat on the stool and said, "She said she had never heard of Anthony, the White Forest Cottage is basically more people with the surname White, like Paul these people of the opposite sex although quite a few, but she basically knows them all!"
"I sent out to investigate the information back basically with Miss Harris's almost, the White Forest Village a total of one hundred and sixty households, of which only thirty or so of the opposite sex, in order to ensure the accuracy of the information letter, I also commissioned someone to go to the police station to check again, indeed no!"
Paul looked at Marcy, thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Meyer, could it be that the other party's last name, is a mistake on your part?"
With that said, Wilson and Marcy's eyes fell on Rosemary's body.
Seeing them all looking at themselves, Rosemary spoke up, "I've told you all I know, and I don't know much about Mr. Green's situation!"
Other than knowing that Mr. Green was a good friend of her mother's, that was all she knew.
"Rosemary, you're thinking hard, did they ever tell you about any other last names!"
Wilson looked at her, since Anthony had asked them to come here that thing, there was no reason why they couldn't find someone.
They must have overlooked some detail!
"You guys let me think about it!"
"Paul, what about the list of surnames you found out?"
Paul took out a file bag from a side bag and handed it to Marcy, "Here's all the information you found out!"
Receiving the information, Marcy looked at the name pulled from the police station, and indeed there was no such surname.
Handing it to Wilson, Marcy pondered for a moment and spoke up, "Could it be that the old home he's talking about isn't here at all, it's somewhere else!"
"Mr. Green's old home is here, that's what he told me himself!"
Rosemary looked at them and said with certainty.
"If it is here, then it must be that we have overlooked which important link, according to what you guys said, Anthony was being chased at the time, then it is obvious that the other side already knew his identity, and he chose to head to die when he died, then the other side's people did not get what they wanted, then since that copy was not handed over to you either, that is what he hid up, can spend so many years to hide the thing, must be very important!"
Marcy put himself out there, since he asked Rosemary to get this thing, naturally that thing is only known to Rosemary.
Recalling the scene, Wilson nodded his head, he remembered very clearly, when Anthony said that the document was very important, absolutely can not fall into the hands of those people.
"I remember, when my dad told me that he had something to give me, the name used was Giegie Williams, I just don't know if this Giegie Williams stands for something else!"
Looking at them, Rosemary felt that she had no credibility in her own words.
"When I was a kid, my mom loved to call me Giegie Williams, at first I thought it was just a nickname, until later I realized that that name was originally given to me by my mom, as for the meaning of the name I don't know!"
Wilson handed the information sheet in his hand to Marcy and the two men looked at each other before looking at Paul and asking, "Paul, does this Darkin Williams still live in White Forest Cottage?"
Paul took a look at the name on it, a flash of surprise crossed his face and said, "This Darkin Williams you also know, is the one we met tonight!"
"You mean the uncle who doesn't know anyone?"
"Yes, that's him!"
Obviously this news is a bit disappointing for them, if they are really the people they are looking for, then the old man is now in this state, even if they want to ask something, they can't ask!
"Paul, is Paul home?"
Rosemary hurriedly took a windbreaker from inside the room and handed it to him, admonishing.
"Don't worry!"
With that said, Wilson and Paul headed out the door.
At this moment the night sky slowly floated heavy snow, Rosemary looked at the snowflakes like cotton, and spoke to the old woman: "Auntie, it's snowing, I'll send you back to the house first!"
"Go back to my house! I'm worried the old man won't be able to find me when he comes back!"
"Good!"
Rosemary and Marcy return Mo to her house, and Marcy starts looking around the house.
"Do you think if something really happens to him, what am I going to do from now on?"
"Auntie, don't worry, Uncle will be fine!"
Seeing Mo crying so hard, Rosemary's eyes couldn't help but get wet too.
Despite all the misfortunes that happened to her, she was still full of hope for life when she thought that there was someone to go on with her in the future, but now this only hope was like finding a thorn in the side of a blanket, making Mo's heart feel desperate.
Mo hugged Rosemary's waist tightly and buried her face in her chest, as if this could make her feel a trace of security.
"Auntie, I found my uncle, but he won't come back with me!"
At that moment, Marcy's voice came from outside, and Rosemary hurriedly helped Mo to walk outside.
As soon as she saw her old companion standing there safely, Mo went over and patted his chest, crying, "You dead old man, where have you been, do you know that you almost scared me to death?"
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