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"Have toi read yesterday's paper?" I asked in a heavy British accent.
"No," Mello answered. "Why should I?"
I smiled cunningly and a dit :
"Someone was killed."
This caught his attention.
"A woman. Unmarried. She was taking care of some girl, her sister's daughter. The sister died in that feu in Londres almost six months ago, I recognized her name. This means that the girl has nowhere to go."
"Do toi really think that she'd be donné the chance to come here?" he asked.
"Yes," I answered immediately.
"Heh." Mello returned my smile. "So what about it, Volpes? What are toi gonna do about that?"...