A Weird Theater That Started In London

Saturday is the biggest day in Covent Garden.

The hawkers, stocking up enough to sell for a whole week, drove to the garden market in wagons or bullock carts.

Along the way, Mi Gao saw at least 5,000 transport vehicles. Among them, there were many small traders. Some of them were carrying plates and some of them were carrying baskets.

In fact, the garden market has expanded to such a large extent that it is almost certain that it is the largest market of this era:

From Long Acre Street to Riverside Street, from Fort Street to Bedford Street, southeast, northwest, it stretched out at least a few hundred yards in every direction.

"Every road leading to the market was barely visible but vegetables, and the sidewalks were paved with piles and piles of vegetables, either waiting to be sold to customers or to be pulled away by vans.

The flagstone road is dyed green by the leaves trampled by shoes. If you go inside, you can find bags of apples and potatoes, bundles of broccoli and rhubarb, and the area to the east is almost covered with hills of cabbage and radishes. blocked. "

After taking back his sight, Mi Gao has completed the draft in his heart, which is his new habit——

Being nurtured by the master, the young man carefully observes the things he sees in his life every day, and does so quickly and accurately.

After all, this is the most basic skill for detectives and investigators, and it must be practiced more.

"Brother, what are you buying today?"

"Here's a dozen turnips, four pounds of the freshest lamb, half a basket of peas, half a basket of broccoli."

Chat content is extraordinarily simple.

If you want to ask the reason, it is naturally a regular customer, and they are very familiar with each other.

I saw the guy named Bob, who sorted out the things Mi Gao wanted in three or two times, and hardly a second was wasted during this period.

"Seven shillings and fivepence, right?"

"That's right, it's not that you don't know, the price of our store has always been the same."

Bob is an entrepreneurial pick-up boy. According to himself, he created job opportunities for himself. First, he worked for the stall owner for free, then he helped pick things, and then he helped pull goods——

In return, you get four nutritious meals a day.

A month ago, the stall owner completely let go of his trust and gave him the whip that symbolized authority. He could help sell the goods and help guard the bullock cart.

And this guy is also very good at doing business. Other stall owners either refuse to do small-scale transactions, or sell some small and damaged goods to individuals, while a large number of high-quality goods adopt a competition mode, and senior buyers take the goods to deal with .

Only this store has high quality and does not care about shipments.

Of course, the unit price will also rise relatively.

But today is different. After Bob took the money from Mi Gao, he tapped it quickly and said with a smile:

"The owner is not here, I can be the owner. You are also a regular customer, and the royal family members are coming to London today, so you will be charged five less coins."

With that said, a few coins were stuffed back into Mi Gao's hands.

"Big man? Princess Helena and Princess of Wales..."

Obviously, Michael has heard about this for a long time, but it is not clear when they will arrive.

"Yes, since the Queen's assassination, everyone has been worried that the city has been abandoned by the royal family, but after nearly seven days, there is finally a result."

When it comes to princesses, Bob has become extraordinarily chatty, interrupting Michael and gushing about, even going as far as to know exactly when and which station the princesses will arrive.

"If you're not mistaken, the place where the special train stops is not far from here, and you can see them in half an hour." Mi Gao was a little excited.

The adults at the bottom, who are used to seeing darkness and injustice, don't have much reverence for the royal family. It can even be said to be resentful, and they also intend to be incited, or passively awakened.

And children at the bottom, even the middle class and nobles, have a kind of worship for the Queen and her children.

When he first met Lu Li, Migao went to buy dinner, and he liked to buy tin boxes of mashed potatoes with the national flag and royal insignia printed on them.

From this, it is not difficult to see that he is actually a traditional patriot, even if he has a very difficult life, he must go out to the streets day and night to shine shoes.

"Take a good look for me. When you come to buy food tomorrow, tell me about it. It's really inseparable from people here."

There was helplessness and loss in Bob's tone.

Compared with watching the excitement and expressing his patriotic feelings, the street boy who just had a good life decided to stay beside the stall and let his new friends who he just met but are more familiar with come to see it and tell him about it later.

Just like that, Michael left the market in a hurry.

Before that, in order to prevent the vegetable basket from breaking down in the middle, he spent some money to buy a large reinforced basket at the stall opened by an Irish woman——

The women wore recognizable, loose robes that were clipped underneath to reveal thick petticoats and boots, and soft caps of flannel or straw on their heads.

Without a doubt, this is the Irish woman.

Michael won't summarize this phenomenon at all until he is taught about it.

Therefore, Lu Li is indeed a good teacher. In addition to strengthening the body of his apprentices, he can teach a lot of things.

Of course, he didn't know that after the apprentice finished shopping, he didn't go home immediately, but slipped to the train station to join in the fun.

"looking at what?"

On Baker Street, Duke, who was temporarily living on the second floor of the clinic, walked over to Lu Li and yawned.

Then, there was movement from downstairs.

Pan Ming, Bai Yu and others tried to find a way to rent a high-priced apartment on the street. If they didn't have any assignments or private trips, they would come here on time every day.

"The relevant information about the Tulley Street fire incident has been compiled." Lu Li opened the file package and sorted out the paper, while saying, "Part of it was sent by Officer Wesley, although Scotland Yard is not involved in this case, but They've been paying attention."

"What about the other parts?"

Duke slowly set the cup and poured the hot water that Mi Gao had prepared in advance.

And then there are the coffee cans, which contain ground coffee, not worth the price of gold, but not cheap either.

"morning."

"morning."

A few people greeted each other familiarly, and then sat down in their seats, sipping the fragrant coffee, and waiting for Mi Gao to bring back the bread sticks and various ingredients needed for the day.

"The other part was provided by Yang Yuanyuan. I have to say that she really has a hand in intelligence."

Lu Li kept stirring with a small spoon with metallic luster, and at the same time, he couldn't help but admire.

The document clearly gave detailed information about the fire case, not only drew the context diagram, but also specially marked the source of the information, and gave different degrees of evaluation.

Some field investigations, or, if relevant evidence is found, are marked in blue.

Some claims can be found with more than three witnesses, but there is no physical evidence to corroborate them, so they are marked in green.

One or two people who insist on a certain statement, lack of evidence, and logically unreasonable, are marked in red.

Frankly speaking, Yang Yuanyuan is much more professional than Scotland Yard's intelligence officers and recorders.

"Then you should read it first, and then circulate it in order. After reading all of them, express your personal opinion."

With that said, Duke poured two spoons of milk and one spoon of sugar into his coffee cup.

The second floor returned to silence again. Everyone was waiting patiently and looking forward to taking action as soon as possible, so that they could relax their bodies for nearly a week and exercise.

[At 5:00 pm, workers in the warehouse are preparing for the suspension of goods trading on Sunday. These goods to be traded in the Financial City are stacked next to the Thames River on London Bridge, near the intersection of Borough High Street and Tooley Street. place.

It was found that a warehouse called Scoville was filled with jute, saltpeter, grease, soybeans, and spices (ginger, pepper, cochineal and red pepper)

Not far from it, is a cotton warehouse, followed by rows of quays (hay quays), and below are the squire quays, which are used to trade sulphur, grease, saltpeter, jute and paint]

[When the fire started, almost everyone left because they were resting on Sunday. No one knew where the source of the fire was. In just a few minutes, the fire spread to the surrounding area, especially when passing through the cotton warehouse. Channeling, directly devoured the Hay Dock and the Attendant Dock]

[The wood that stored the grease cracked and fell into the river, and the water also burst into flames. Before the London Fire Service intervened, a distillery owner named Hodges acted as a firefighter himself.

Then, several manufacturers of combustibles, such as Price Candle, also came to the rescue.

About 20 minutes later, the private fire brigade was all assembled, and they had five fire trucks struggling to put out the blaze.

Around 6:40 p.m., the professional team arrived at the scene, and the water fireboat also dispatched, but the water level was too low at that time, and the fire pump could not work at all. The progress on the ground was not optimistic either, as a lot of grease flowed onto the street, igniting ankle-high flames (this article is from the account of the surviving firefighters).

When the spice warehouse full of chili caught fire, the smoke with a strong pungent smell blocked the view and forced the firefighters to retreat...]

The next step is to change the strategy.

Firefighters began spraying nearby buildings and streets to stop the fire from spreading, but the effort was futile.

Starting from the chief Bradwood, the team members began to sacrifice one by one.

After eleven o'clock that night, the houses in the front of Tooley Street began to catch fire, and in the back was the oil depot, which contained tens of thousands of barrels of asphalt, and the liquid flames flowed out.

At this point, the fire reached its peak and the entire block was forced to give up.

At three in the morning, with the help of people from all walks of life, the fire was brought under control in one area.

Only passers-by and hawkers were as happy as a festival. They sat in a good position in the distance and watched this visual feast, which can be called:

Mass obsession.

The crowd fought frantically to watch the excitement and grab a seat. All the windowsills, roofs, tower tops, and wherever they could settle down, were crowded with people.

The open fire lasted for at least ten days, and from time to time a huge flame suddenly rushed into the sky. Capitalists, big or small, suffered heavy losses.

[And the poor benefited from the fire, and men and women in almost all neighborhoods, with their children, jumped into the unfired section of the river to collect the grease floating on it.

It didn't take long for the ship owners to react, busy collecting precious grease, they were extremely diligent, and they didn't want to stop for a moment.

Meanwhile, the dukes and councillors visited the still smoldering ruins and ordered the survivors of the fire brigade to exhume the chief's remains.

It is at this stage that the mass madness has ended, and people crowded every path leading to the ruins, waiting in silence for the body of the righteous gentleman to be transported out...]

After patiently reading for about half an hour, Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief and handed the document to Duke next to him.

One thing to say, he did not find too many valuable clues, but only had a clear understanding of the ins and outs.

At first glance, there may not be much suspense in this tragedy. The high probability is that a temporary worker lacked safety awareness and threw away the cigarette ashes or cigarette butts that were not completely extinguished, and it happened to be not far from the flammable material.

However, in the current world full of spiritual tides returning, one can also know with their toes that things are far from simple, and there must be some big secrets hidden in them.

But...where should I look for clues?

The fires for several days and nights in a row, under the action of various combustion-supporting materials and explosives, burned most of the area to red ground.

Then, another heavy rainstorm washed away any remaining clues.

Thinking of this, Lu Li couldn't help but have a headache. No matter how powerful an investigator is, there must be a direction in which he can work hard.

As for using a cheat device, it will not work if you travel back to the past through time and space again—

The mysterious pocket watch can take the user back up to twelve hours to the future, and the same is true.

Go to the original fire spot first. If there is an area such as a basement, there may be a certain chance of rescue discovery.

at the same time.

Duke, who had quickly browsed the document, was amazed. He really admired Yang Yuanyuan~www.readwn.com~'s ability to collect information, which is rare.

In order to verify certain statements and make the conclusion more convincing, the girl went to the court specially.

From the time the fire broke out to the present, the courts are full of people accused of stealing for salvaging oil from water, and in the eyes of impartial judges and respected capitalists, although the oil has flowed into rivers and sewers, it still belongs to the owner.

A second-hand dealer was accused of accumulating more than a ton of these oils from residents whose legal owners were very realistic, selling them on the streets and in markets.

This confirmed one thing. There were extraordinary factors involved in the fire, but there were also physical factors. The opponent was not as exaggerated as imagined, and it could burn several blocks and the Thames for several days and nights in a row.

While everyone was thinking and discussing, the Princess Train arrived at the Financial City Railway Station.

It has been a week since the last Queen's assassination, and the public appearance of key members of the royal family has so much meaning.

Therefore, as soon as the train stopped, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd, especially when someone in the front row shouted that they saw Her Royal Highness, the high-spirited onlookers boiled again.

"Take off your hat!"

the men shouted.

"She is coming!"

The women shouted.

Everyone rushed forward as far as possible, waving hats and handkerchiefs, jumping up and down, in order to see the princess.

Mi Gao, who was holding the basket, took advantage of his body to squeeze to the front, and he was only a few steps away from the princess.

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