A Weird Theater That Started In London

The investigation has come to an end.

A strong police force is searching along the river for a salvage salvage of another body.

In fact, this line is of no value. After the body has been moved, it was thrown into the Thames River, which is surging with dark tides. It is difficult to get a whole body.

However, there are not many cards in hand, and the situation is too passive. Adhering to the principle that no matter how small a mosquito is, it can only waste the police force to conduct a carpet search.

In addition, the relatively well-preserved corpse also needs time to confirm its identity.

"If there is a choice, who would like to use the stupid method of waiting for the rabbit?" Duke shook his head and sighed.

Inside the carriage, Lu Li kept flipping through the diary, except that he could see that the original owner had a debauched lifestyle, but there was no information at all.

"There is no solution. There are millions of people living in the East District. In addition, the pagan methods of committing crimes are strange, and there is no effective method for the time being."

When he first came into contact with pagan religions, it was difficult for Lu Li to think of their abilities out of thin air. Although the school has offered courses on dark creatures, until now, except for the potion that can make Dr. Watson gigantic, and the three-headed hound, he is still extraordinary. Hidden in the depths.

"By the way, do you remember the magic book in Mr. Holmes? It's empty, just like your collection."

"Let's ask when we meet next time, it's too rushed at that time."

There were only two people in the carriage.

Sherlock Holmes took Ithone to visit friends, because he had promised to find a proper job for the poor girl.

"By the way, let's have someone come over and install a telephone. The number of Mr. Holmes' house, the private number of Constable Wesley, and the numbers of the police stations in London are all stored here."

Duke proposed as he drove.

The last world was full of high-tech, such as three generations of mechas, simulated light screens, space jumping technology, and all kinds of bells and whistles. Now, communication basically relies on roaring.

The telephone is a high-end imported product, and rich people are qualified to use it.

However, Officer Wensley himself was really poor, but his power was not small. Two hundred pounds of initial activity funds were approved in two phone calls, which saved Duke the effort of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

"I'll ask the landlord to contact professionals when I go back, and try to install it in the afternoon."

Naturally, Lu Li would not refuse. After all, with a phone, the efficiency would increase exponentially.

Saying that, he took out his pocket watch from his pocket:

9:20

At this moment, the sky is bright, and there are faint rays of light passing through the clouds. Compared with the night, the rain is finally a lot smaller, but the raindrops are mixed with small ice crystals.

Baker Street.

Pan Ming, who had returned the key record book for Johnny Justice, was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper in his hand.

The money for the newspaper was wasted.

No one thought that everyone would meet in this way.

Downstairs, the young man Mi Gao is preparing lunch. In the pot, the beef has been stewed until it is six mature, and there are two bottles of red wine next to it.

Because Lu Li said that he had hired a buddy, Pan Ming felt that since there were outsiders, he should not be too casual, and came to the door with gifts on purpose.

"Half a bottle of beef stew."

"Half a bottle of stewed pork knuckle."

"The rest of the bottle is for drinking."

The young man was thinking in his heart, and the sound of pushing the door came from the front hall.

"Sir, you are back. A guest surnamed Pan came to visit and sat upstairs in the living room."

I hadn't seen each other for one night, and Mi Gao couldn't think of it much, so he shouted in the kitchen, and continued to work on the pork knuckle with hair.

Hearing Mi Gao's words, Duke immediately put his priorities aside, hung his wet windbreaker on the hanger at the door, and said with a smile, "It's rare for the three of us to get together, so there's no need to frown."

The three reunite, meet Sherlock Holmes and Watson, and solve even the toughest cases.

"Well, we feel troublesome, and the others must be even more unbearable. It is estimated that they are still looking for a way to enter the game..."

Lu Li understands the reason.

But he always felt a little lost in his heart, as if it had something to do with the hungry people in the East District.

"You two are finally back."

Even though they had seen each other last night, the joy in Pan Ming's heart did not dim, and he was very much looking forward to the cooperation between them.

You must know that before the official exam, they practiced in another world, and both the process and the results were satisfactory.

"I wasted my three pounds in vain."

Looking in the direction of Pan Ming's finger, Lu Li saw today's "The Times" with a small square on it, with a notice of missing persons.

Of course, not the real name.

In order to prevent themselves from being exposed and causing unnecessary trouble, they have already made an agreement on the content.

"With a small amount of money, you can easily achieve financial freedom by robbing a black-hearted capitalist."

When it came to rob the rich and help the poor, Duke immediately showed the expression of a professional and gushed about his own experience.

In another world, there is still the level of conscience that needs to be passed, but now it is different, the capitalists in the entire city should be hanged.

The 16-hour work system still cannot satisfy the greed of these guys. On this basis, they also want to create a free overtime model and use the poor as disposable items.

While the two were chatting, Lu Li went back to the room. Every time Mi Gao came back from the market, he would bring back some snacks.

Mashed potatoes, fried beans, jerky in tin boxes...

The portion is not much, and it can only be used as a snack for drinking. The three of them drink hot coffee and chat on the sofa.

Everyone has been busy all night without sleeping, and there are outsiders, so they need to be restrained.

Now, things have finally changed.

Pan Ming, who works alone, recounts the experience of these days without reservation.

"Night's Watch... Potions System?"

"Yes, at night and in rainy weather, you can get mysterious blessings, not only power and perception, but also control the dreams of others, so that you and the surrounding things enter a hidden state."

Speaking of which, Pan Ming thought of Johnny Justice and Sherlock Holmes, who were somewhat special and could see their vague outlines, and they were very close in advance.

inspiration?

This is from Johnny's explanation that the higher the inspiration, the easier it is to see something outlandish, or even hear murmurs of horror from the unknown.

"I'm heraldry." Duke thought that he hadn't introduced Lu Li in detail yet~www.readwn.com~ By depicting the lines, old-fashioned firearms and cold weapons could be changed in incredible ways. "

"Of course, the compensation from the principal is not only that, but also a lot of mysticism knowledge."

The two exchanged their new abilities.

Only Lu Li felt that he was a bit like an outsider. As a cultivator of both Eastern and Western forces, he was not greatly weakened, but the battle spirit was sealed, why not compensate?

Pan Ming, a cultivator, temporarily obtained the power from the potion system.

Duke, a scientist, temporarily gave up his scientific power and gained mysterious knowledge.

The principal is supreme, and should not deliberately target someone, let alone omit anything.

Thinking of this, Lu Li began to think, except for the initial capital of nine pounds and fifteen pence, when he came, he only had a set of clothes on him, ordinary, nothing special.

In addition, the wolf-headed sword crutches are self-contained, and they are not counted at all, then...

His gaze fell on the pocket watch in his hand.