Dear Captain,
I wrote back to Markus, the man who asked help from me before. I don't know him, but he does know me. He lived in the gerocomium which I worked. Yet when he lived there, I had already left it.
The iron woman is his daughter-in-law. Now he is taken care by her. You know what, she doesn't allow anyone except her family to approach and talk to Markus. I couldn't understand such situation until Markus told me a story. Let me make it a short story. The woman wants to sell his farmland. So