A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　【Joseph, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the truth of the world, but one thing is certain, what you have sneered at is the truth.

　　 Darwin and Haeckel just discovered certain things that existential want humans to see, they are false truths.

　　 In fact, after four years of research, as I approached graduation, I finally discovered something that was deliberately hidden. Although it was only the tip of the iceberg, it was enough to shock the world.

　　 I can’t wait. If it goes well, the verification will be completed tonight. 】

　　 The above experiment manual is from a dead old friend. The school and the police office did not recycle it, so it was spread on the table.

The second half of 　　 is too paradoxical, like a drug addict, picking up a pen and writing about his personal experience.

　　 [I feel that my spirit and will are separated from the body, moving at extreme speed, and constantly rising, the academy is getting smaller and smaller, and the entire Arkham appears in sight, they are getting smaller and smaller, and I am crossing! Crossing the boundary delineated by unknown existence, turning over the curve and the straightness! ! ! Will there be a deity behind it? 】

　　 After this, there was still a long period of ambiguous writing, which was wetted by some dark green fishy liquid.

　　 Finally, with a complicated mentality, after finishing the relics for the old friends and witnessing the funeral in the school hall, Joseph immediately left America and returned to Wudu to open a small clinic.

　　To this day, he still can't let go of the experience of those years, nor dare to think of the weird scene when his old friend died.

Judging from the first half of the paragraph, the expression of the friend should be very serious when writing, but when he writes that "something hidden is found", he should turn to excitement and can't wait to make the results of the experiment public, making the whole world feel Shock.

　　 But in the end...

　　 Both the spirit and the will are rising, crossing certain boundaries, who is the author?

　　The numb body of the friend, or unknown existence.

　　 "Doctor Lu, I wish you success in your investigation."

　　 Pressing the chaotic thoughts, Joseph watched the visitors leave. At this moment, he had made up his mind and no longer lived in the past.

　　 As for Miskatonic University, let this name be buried in the deepest part of memory forever.

　　Until one day in the future, with his corpse, he was sealed in an iron coffin and stayed underground.

　　 "Thank you for sharing this past with me."

　　 Outside the clinic, Lu Li smiled as he looked at the honest man like a brown bear in front of him:

　　 "If you have any trouble, please come to Baker Street to find me at any time, in any aspect, including financial issues."

　　 "How embarrassing is this."

　　 "It's nothing, goodbye."

"goodbye."

　　 Under Joseph's gaze, Lu Li walked out of the alley, disappearing into the thick fog.

　　 Then, there was a movement from the carriage.

　　 "Really a mysterious guest." Joseph whispered, "Science is the only truth."

　　 The words fell, he raised his eyes and looked at the corner of the alley.

　　The battle between the tramps finally ended. The victor seemed to be a Slav, only one size smaller than himself.

　　 At the same time, the Orioles also noticed this gloomy doctor and began to show their magical powers.

　　 No matter how frustrated he is, Joseph is ultimately a property-owner. Just yesterday, he paid off his rent for three years in one lump sum. At the same time, he still has the skill of medicine far superior to that of a barber, and he has no worries about food and clothing.

　　 "Biology is wrong? How could it be possible, I can prove now, um, the instinct of all living things to reproduce."

　　 Facing the unknown and fear, Joseph chose to curl up into a ball and adopt the spiritual victory method.

　　 Click.

　　 Not long after, the clinic was closed, and the two youngest and beautiful warbirds were missing on the corner of the street.

　　……

　　 "Sold it again!"

　　 "Who wants to buy chicken?"

　　 "Two pence and a pound of grapes!"

　　 "It's cheaper to pick up here, two pence and thirty-six big walnuts, sweet and fragrant."

　　 In the small market, a vendor poked Yarmouth smoked herring on a spit and shouted: "Come and see, grill it on the spot!"

　　 "Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! What do you think of this? Two sticks for a penny-free trade is great, this is your carrot."

　　 The coachman followed Lu Li, holding a large number of fruits and vegetables in his hands, including apples, grapes, watercress, carrots, and parsley.

　　 "The big fresh sausage that just came out of the factory, let's get one, sir."

　　Looking at Lu Li, who looks extraordinary, and the attendants with all kinds of merchandise behind him, the stall owners are so enthusiastic that they can't wait to come forward.

At the same time, the coachman was afraid that his employer would be fooled, and hurriedly shouted: "Sir, the sausages sold in the small market are not right. They often mix horse meat with the meat of sick and dead animals, and then fill them with spices, disguised as German sausages and sell them to the rich. people."

　　 If it weren't for Lu Li's giving too much, the coachman would not have done such an offensive thing when he died.

　　 "Well, let's go."

Leaving the Whitechapel District and passing by a farmer’s market, Lu Li stopped and bought a lot of vegetables. He estimated that he would not need to buy vegetables for the next five days, as long as he put all these things in the cellar, and let Mi Gao buy some fresh meat every day. Bread and milk will do.

　　 Also, it's almost five o'clock, did Mi Gao bring his luggage back?

　　 Alas, I thought that along the line of Doctor Joseph, I could find any particularly valuable investigative direction, but the result was not satisfactory...

　　 was thinking, not long after getting into the carriage, Lu Li noticed that the carriage had stopped.

"What's up?"

　　 As he walked outside, he asked the coachman.

　　 "Mourning."

　　 "Unexpectedly, it will be held tonight."

　　 In order to prevent employers from misunderstanding, the old man who drove the car added: "Have you heard of the fire that happened on Tully Street some time ago?"

　　 Lu Li nodded, raised his eyes and swept across the huge motorcade in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.

　　 "In order to mourn the dead, the authorities held a grand ceremony. I heard that not only police, but also rifle brigades and military bands will also participate in this event."

　　 "Allow enthusiastic citizens to see off the dead?"

　　 "Of course... what are you?"

"Go to buy two white flowers~www.wuxiamtl.com~, who was going to go home, Lu Li changed his mind temporarily. He planned to go to the cemetery first. While giving grief to the unknown undead, he asked for some details about this matter. .

　　 Whether it is official rhetoric or gossip, it is very valuable.

　　 About half an hour passed.

　　 Under the persuasion of hundreds of police officers, the onlookers left the main road one after another, leaving room for the convoy to pass.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the Duke of Sutherland and the Earl of Caithness would appear in person..."

　　 "God, that's the Lord Mayor."

　　 The old man drove the carriage tightly behind the funeral party, whispering from time to time.

　　 Normally, the stall owners who sell things near the financial city have already finished their business early, standing by the side of the road, bowing their heads and waiting. The homeowners along the way put down the blinds and curtains to show their respect.

　　 Dozens of churches, large and small, all began to ring their bells. It was the tune of the funeral.

　　 The only exception is St. Paul’s Cathedral, which is reserved for the funeral of royal family members or the incumbent mayor.

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