According to the agreement, after successfully receiving the inheritance, Mrs. Lemmer was to pay Shade five pounds in cash as compensation. This was one-tenth of the inheritance Mrs. Lemmer had received, and even for the middle-aged woman now, it was by no means a small sum.
Of course, she did not regret it when the time came to pay. On one hand, she truly was a kind woman. On the other, standing in this cramped room, the somewhat malnourished middle-aged woman had no desire to anger the young, strong Detective.
But just as she was about to hand the money to Shade, he waved his hand and refused:
"I don't think the commission fee necessarily has to be paid in cash. I want these books."
He pointed at the pile of old books beside the old clothes:
"These old books are quite interesting. Why not give them to me to deduct part of the commission fee? Of course, Mrs. Lemmer, if you're worried that I won't give you a fair price during the appraisal, you can also find someone to appraise these old books."
"No need, Detective. I trust you. Please, take whatever you like."
Lawyer Laurel had already said that those old books were worthless, so the middle-aged woman did not suspect Shade's intentions.
He reached out, pulled the box containing the old books over, then found the old books and diaries and piled them together. Mrs. Lemmer paid no attention to the notebooks either. Perhaps, in the eyes of this barely literate woman, notebooks and books were the same thing.
"Seven books in total. Most are adventure novels, along with several sailing logs and diaries. For an appraisal... one shilling each?"
Although Mrs. Lemmer had never bought books, she knew the price was not particularly high, but it