Ember Gun

  Chapter 88 A Quiet Life

  The streets of Old Dunling are often crowded, so once someone gets up, it’s particularly difficult, just like a fish walking in the mud, it’s hard to move as hard as you can.

The great detective quickened his pace, walking through the crowd with weird speed, leaving the people behind him far away, and finally turning into the alley. He took off his deerstalker hat and moved The crushed pale blonde hair was scrambled hard, took off the windbreaker and wore it backwards, and then fiercely touched a handful of dirty ground with his hands, rubbing the dust and mud on his face.

He threw the cane into the trash can, and then sat down next to the tramp in the corner. Zhengxiang, who was sleeping in a dirty blanket, suddenly disturbed his dream. The detective tried hard. Squeezed into his blanket, as close as brothers.

  In less than half a minute, another group of people rushed into the alley. They made no secret of the guns in their hands and screamed. Obviously they didn't care about the two difficult brothers who were hugging each other, and they continued to pursue the direction of the alley.

After about a minute, Lorenzo got up from the **** dump. The tramp opened his wistful eyes. He still didn't know what was happening, but he heard a thank you and a few coins that fell in front of him. coin.

  Take out the stick, Lorenzo tidied up his clothes slightly, looking as less embarrassed as possible, and then strode into the street. Not long after, a carriage stopped in front of him, and then the door opened.

   "To be honest, Mr. Holmes, the smell on your body is really unpopular now."

  Sergeant Press looked at the detective, frowning, the smell of cheese mixed with rotten fruit was stuffed into the oven.

Obviously, Lorenzo doesn’t care about this. He even climbed the Old Dunling’s Pillar System in the past. In order to ensure that the Black Death does not break out twice in history, the entire underground drainage has complicated processes. What is the regular injection of disinfectant? , And then a few hundred degrees of steam passed by.

  Lorenzo was almost steamed by the high-temperature steam.

   "But I think this thing should be very welcome, right."

  Lorenzo spoke and took out a letter. The envelope was covered with stains, but the letter inside was extremely clean.

  "The proof of bribery of the Marquis of Barov."

  Pres's hand trembled, and it seemed that he didn't expect this detective to be so efficient.

   "How did you do it, that guy is very careful."

  Sujalan Hall has been investigating the bribery case of the Marquis of Barov for a long time. This guy has embezzled a lot of money, but has been unable to arrest because of insufficient evidence.

   "I know that guards are there for 24 hours. Not to mention prying things out of his mouth, it seems to be strenuous to see him."

  Lorenzo is extremely confident. When he likes to show his strength, sometimes he wants this group to beg for himself and ask how he did it.

   "But everyone will have such an absolutely private moment. When there is only one person, just seize that opportunity."

   "When there is only one person..."

Press's expression was slightly nasty, and he seemed to think of something bad, as if he was in the bathroom at the moment, a gun was placed on his head when he was taking off his pants... to be honest, replace it with Pres, in order to put on the pants, he would also explain everything together.

   "What are you thinking about, it's a bath."

  Lorenzo quickly interrupted Pres’s damned association.

  "This is one of the few hobbies of this guy. The mist in the bath is hazy, I guess he didn't even see me clearly."

  Lorenzo is very proud.

   Converging in surprise, Pres put away the letter, and then the carriage stopped, Lorenzo pulled up the curtains, and Cork Street arrived.

   "So just like before?"

   "Yes, the remuneration will be sent directly to your account, please pay attention to check it."

  Lorenzo nodded, then pushed the car door to leave.

  Old Dunling has entered the winter, everything has a bleak feeling, cold spreading in every corner.

It has been more than half a month since his conversation with Arthur. Lorenzo thought that Arthur would really not monitor him, but the people in Suaran Hall came to the door the next day. At that time, Lorenzo's Winches Te was standing behind the door, and if it weren't for the shrike in a wheelchair who came to negotiate, he might really get out of the way.

  This is an invitation from Arthur. Although it is in the name of Su Yalan Hall, it is said that they have seen Lorenzo's abilities and invited him to become an external detective in Su Yalan Hall, and the bill is charged according to the case.

In fact, this is also a kind of surveillance. Lorenzo wanted to refuse loudly, but he gave too much money, so much so that Lorenzo not only had the extra money to pay the rent, but even spent money to hire Mrs. Van Lude to do it for him. dinner.

  I remember that Mrs. Van Lud's first reaction was to ask Lorenzo where he buried the money and what was the specific process of robbing the bank. Although she was old, she could still drive a carriage.

  Well, forget the **** old lady first.

  In addition to these money, Arthur showed his kindness as much as possible, and the whole old Dunling opened countless shortcuts to Lorenzo.

   So Lorenzo became a more serious detective, at least in the Suyalan Hall.

  Inspector Press, who had been in touch with him on several occasions, became his contact. Lorenzo thought it would be Eve, but Police Officer Press said that the hapless child seemed to be confined by the Duke of Phoenix.

Pushing open the door of 121A Cork Street, the rancid smell on the body mixed with the fragrance of the room. There was no reaction in the car before, but at this moment Lorenzo actually felt a kind of retching. Fortunately He didn't spit it out in the end, after all, Mrs. Van Lud had repeatedly emphasized the expensive carpet to him.

Climbing hard to the second floor, and I don’t know when the door on the other side actually opened a small slit. Lorenzo was confused at first, and when the faint snoring sounded, he finally realized that his long-lost roommate was unexpectedly. Still alive!

  Let’s go, don’t disturb the animal that came back from 007. Lorenzo walked into his room door, threw his clothes into the basket, and then climbed into the bathtub.

To be honest, Lorenzo suddenly felt that he was normal during this period of time. There was no need to go to the down town, no need to shoot and kill people. He went to Suyalan Hall to check in on time every day. It was almost normal, but it was normal to this level. On the contrary, Renzo felt a little abnormal, even now he couldn't believe that his life would really calm down.

   "Ah... life is so good."

  Lorenzo sighed involuntarily, glanced casually, and finally fell outside the door.

  He did not close the door. After all, this is his room, but now at the end of his vision, he is sitting alone on his favorite sofa.

The accustomed surprise and terror mixed together, but there is a sense of helplessness that is difficult to name. Lorenzo is a little unsure how much she has seen. Although Lorenzo is shameless, the appearance of herself crawling into the bathtub all the way is not so good. nice.

"when did you come?"

   he asked.

  The girl thought about it for a while, and then fell into a comfortable position.

"always there."

  Ah...it's annoying...

  A little embarrassed to cover his old face, Lorenzo collapsed in the bathtub, but like a knife, the girl's always cold face, the corners of the mouth barely raised, it was like a cold sarcasm compared to a smile.

   "Tell the truth, you really smell so bad."

  (End of this chapter)