A Weird Theater That Started In London

It's eight o'clock in the evening.

The rain showed no signs of weakening, but Pan Ming was not disturbed. He spent four pounds to get things done.

At first, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper did not agree to this.

However, Pan Ming was willing to add more money, coupled with a temporarily compiled white lie, the editor-in-chief immediately patted his chest and said that there is a space in the advertisement page, and it is completely possible to add the missing person notice.

"Wish you find your best friend as soon as possible."

Even now, the sincere blessings of the editor-in-chief are still echoing in my ears.

This made Pan Ming feel better, walking like a ghost in the rainstorm.

"Since I came to this world, I haven't been out shopping. I eat salted water and boiled potatoes to pay for it every day..."

Looking at the light in the distance, Pan Ming muttered in his heart. He couldn't think of what he should do before he got in touch with Lu Li.

This is a kind of trust.

Trust in Lu Li's sense of smell.

In Pan Ming's view, the opponent can always find a good entry point, which is related to intuition and judgment.

Just like the blood world, the center of the incident was in New York City, but he avoided everything perfectly and went to Europe to **** two mushrooms back.

Because of this, Pan Ming doesn't trust himself a lot when it comes to finding tasks. Just like a person with a lunatic character, it's best to follow a friend if he chooses one.

As for Duke...

This guy is almost full of lucky attributes.

If you sort out Duke's personal experience and post it to the campus forum, there is a high probability that a bunch of lemon essence will be blown up, and you can't wait to replace it.

"Three pennies, warm your hands and fill your stomach."

"Three pennies, warm your hands and fill your stomach."

The shouts echoed in the rain.

One penny buys food and is full.

Buy coffee for a penny and warm your hands.

The last penny is only collected on rainy days, providing people in need with a place to hide from the rain.

Unknowingly, Pan Minghuang arrived at an anonymous small square filled with stalls.

Some are very simple, with a roof, several charcoal stoves, and stalls to keep out the wind;

Some seem to be fully equipped, between the gypsy tent and the shop. Through the gap, you can see the bench, the table, and the giant tin boiler that is steaming out.

"Warm your hands and fill your stomach, take a look."

The penetrating voice sounded again in the rainy night.

Pan Ming gradually revealed his figure, held up his umbrella, and walked to the largest tent.

Seven or eight lights made the inside look extra bright. A dozen tables were covered with cloth and tableware was placed on them.

Jingle bells.

The sound of metal knives and forks colliding with the plate came into his ears, and Pan Ming swallowed his mouth secretly.

In the few days he was missing, he either ate potatoes boiled in salted water or roasted potatoes over charcoal fire. If the potion was enough to fill his stomach, he had to count this stuff.

"welcome."

As soon as Pan Ming found a place to sit, a foreman came over to serve him, and announced the price in his sweetest voice:

"Sir, we have roast beef, roast lamb, roast leg of lamb and onions, sautéed veal and cold parsley, ham and peas, pork steak, duck, lobster paste and new potatoes."

It's not that Pan Ming has never seen smile service. In this world, he often visits restaurants hundreds of times higher than this, and belongs to the VIP guests.

Just as Master Pan was preparing a reserved meal, New Tudou, these three words made him break the defense in an instant.

"A pork steak with cold parsley and half a pint of dark beer."

"Pork steak is one shilling, parsley twopence, half pint of wine is one shilling twopence, plus twopence tip, and twopence heating fee..."

Since Pan Ming is a raw face, the foreman asked him to pay before serving the food with warm words.

Sack?

The thoughts passed in a flash.

Pan Ming was too lazy to care about it, so he paid the money happily, and thought about how to rob the rich and help the poor.

At this point, he is strikingly similar to Duke.

The other side of the city.

"Inspector Winsley, what would you like to eat? Order whatever."

Duke pushed the menu to old acquaintances.

This is a high-end restaurant in the financial city. It not only provides food, but also provides newspapers and hundreds of volumes of magazines, and even has a conversation booth and a cigar room.

For the middle class, that is now Lu Li, coming to this place to eat is beyond their own financial ability.

But with Duke here, these are not problems.

God knows, he asked the capitalist how much he borrowed, and after buying a high-end carriage, he still had money to invite Officer Winsley to dinner.

At this moment, Xiaomi Gao has fallen into confusion.

This morning, Duke was still wearing the clothes of an ashes collector, walking around the streets, struggling for life.

Now he has changed, and he has become an upper-class person who enters and exits high-end places, and he even follows behind him.

This is the Financial City!

An inch of gold and an inch of earth.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Winsley was a little confused, thinking carefully and saying: "The two are our Scottish Yard consultants, guarding the safety of millions of London residents. How about changing places, please?"

Although he wanted to be proud, Officer Wensley knew that his financial strength did not allow him to entertain guests in such a place.

"It's okay, it's the same for everyone."

With a big wave of his hand, Duke almost carved the inhumanity of the trench on his face.

In this regard, Lu Li couldn't help but help.

It's raining heavily outside, so what is it to invite people over for dinner?

However, there is really nothing serious to do tonight.

If there were no heavy rains, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Lu Li planned to go to the place where the most recent murder occurred. After all, his sense of smell is called a weapon, which is more reliable than any reasoning method, but rain and strong wind ruin everything.

It’s not bad to just sit around and have nothing to do, come out to have a meal together, and get in touch with each other.

"Four lamb chops, a bit of ham, and a few servings of beef bone marrow, how about?" Wensley put down the menu, his tone filled with uncertainty, and at the same time, he added: "I ate very full at noon, not very hungry."

In fact, Mr. Police Officer was so hungry that his chest was on his back, but the price on the menu made him reluctant to order too much.

A cheese steak costs six shillings, which is six silver coins.

It would cost several pounds to eat anything, and if you let go of it, his senior superintendent’s salary for a whole month would not be enough.

"On this basis, let me order a few more dishes."

An understated smile appeared on Duke's face.

In Xiaomi Gao's view, this is full of weirdness.

"Collect-ash! Collect-ash!"

The magical shouts that I heard in the morning echoed in Michael's mind. He suspected that this was a quirk of the rich, and he liked to appear in guest appearances and experience life.

Out of trust in Lu Li, the little guy did not consider the aspect of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Of course, he will not talk nonsense.

"Secret Lamb Chops, Oxtail Soup, Pan-fried Halibut, Lobster Juice..."

Duke called the waiter and ordered softly.

On the left hand side, Lu Li looked down at the free newspapers, including those printed by major newspapers, tabloid newspapers, and lace newspapers.

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