V1.Chapter 30

On August 11, 1888, the weather was fine.

Somewhere outside London, three men were chatting. A bottle of cellared red wine was pulled out and stuffed on the table, while three tall glasses were filled with wine.

At the moment, Mr. Conan Doyle was holding his pipe and puffing: "Hey, Mr. Lu Li and Professor Duke, are you sure you don't want to try? In fact, nine of the ten gentlemen like smoking. Even those ladies think smoking is a very fashionable thing."

Then the legendary detective took out two wooden boxes from his arms and pushed them over: "open them and give them to you two."

A puff of smoke blew out.

Conan Doyle took another good breath.

After three days together, Lu Li already knew that for this gentleman: smoke means life.

Without further persuasion, he directly took over the wooden box with exquisite material and guessed what was inside:

Palm size, things will not be too big. It is estimated that they are small objects such as pipes.

When I opened it, sure enough, a pipe with beautiful wood grain was lying quietly on the flannelette, and next to it were copper pressure bars, cut tobacco bags and other accessories.

"I asked the craftsman to make a superior Heather pipe. Won't you try it?"

Mr. Doyle, like a snake bewitching Adam, persuaded them again.

Duke hesitated, lowered his head, filled the cut tobacco in a pattern, struck a match and took a sip.

"Cough..."

He choked directly: "the taste is too strong. Forget it, I'd better keep it as a souvenir."

Lu Li, sitting on the far left, seemed to have expected that he was not fooled and was slowly sipping red wine. Unfortunately, he didn't taste anything.

"Don't embarrass Duke, Mr. Doyle. He's not used to smoking such heavy cut tobacco."

"By the way, what's new in London recently? Don't mention any murders, so as not to affect your mood."

Bored, the two began chatting again.

Conan Doyle pressed out the cut tobacco, thought about it and said, "well, yesterday, an imported product came to the other side of the ocean. It is said that it is more convenient than telegram. You can chat far away. Those rich businessmen and nobles are rushing to buy this high-tech tool."

"What's the name? I can't remember. Anyway, when I make money from the publication of my new book, I'll buy one. I'll often contact you then."

After that, the smiles on Duke's and Lu Li's faces gradually disappeared. How can people from two worlds keep in touch.

In silence.

Mr. Doyle, who was quick in mind, noticed something and asked anxiously, "what's the matter?"

Hearing the speech, Lu Li put down his glass and decided to say what he had prepared for a long time: "to tell you the truth, Duke and I are going to the other side of the ocean."

"It's good for young people to go out more. If she didn't marry Miss Hawkins, she wouldn't want to be bumpy. I'm going to go there."

Suddenly speaking of separation, Conan was not used to it. He forgot to ask Lu Li when he planned to leave. He directly asked, "when will you come back? Remember to write a letter in advance. I'll pick you up at the port, and... Do you know my address?"

Bang!

The sound of magnesium lights shining sounded.

There seems to be an old-fashioned camera that frames the time at this moment.

At the same time, accompanied by white light and sound, Lu Li and Duke's vision was blurred, their brains were blank, and there was no time to think.

When they recovered, they found that they had returned to the old classroom, and there were equally confused students sitting in 40 seats.

Of course, the only change is that everyone is wearing western clothes. It seems that they have just participated in a Victorian English drama and haven't had time to change their clothes.

However, the familiar objects in hand remind everyone that this is not a dream, or an act understood by everyone.

No one wants to break the silence.

Until a boy covered with blood looked left and right and saw another person.

"Silly X!"

"Dare to beat your father at the beginning of school, go to hell!"

Then he took out the dagger from his waist and rushed straight.

Logo man?

Lu Li remembered who this guy was.

Obviously, he was chosen by the chaotic camp and became a criminal. Moreover, he should have killed many people in these five days.

Five days ago, except for his arrogant words, the combat effectiveness of this goods was almost zero. He was beaten by brother Jiji GUI without fighting back. Now he can skillfully master the skill of using dagger.

Most people fight with a dagger. They usually scratch everywhere like Wang baquan. It's very blind. Doing so can only cut each other's skin, but the pain is not fatal.

Therefore, experienced murderers like to stab people most. They seek the softest place of the human body without bone protection in order to get a fatal blow.

In fact, Lu Li didn't find that detective thinking had imperceptibly changed his thought.

In other words, it's too deep.

Suddenly, the two men have continued to lead. Muscle brother GUI is now wearing the standard uniform of Scotland Yard, holding a baton and a runner gun pinned to his waist.

However, the distance was so close that drawing a gun to fight back was about equal to waiting to die in situ. Because it was not enough in time, subconsciously, he turned to his side, picked it up with his ribs, and then drew a stick to fight back.

Soon, the two wrestled into a ball, and several people met face to face, all of them were scarred.

The whole process is like an assassin versus a soldier.

According to the truth, the muscle brother GUI should have the advantage, but because he was attacked by someone, he was stabbed first, and the guy didn't die at all, so he was seriously injured. At the moment, his clothes have been stained with blood.

Then again, the logo man didn't get any benefits. His whole face was knocked blue and blue, abnormally swollen, and his leg bones seemed to be broken and unstable.

Around them, a large area of tables and chairs fell, and the affected people gathered in front of the classroom to watch the play and beware of being attacked.

Lu Li and Duke looked at each other and silently pulled out the revolver hanging around their waist. Unexpectedly, the gift from Mr. George Lasker played a role in this place.

Almost at the same time, Yang Yuanyuan, caught between them, noticed the move and asked, "what are you two going to do..."

"This freshman is so wild? It's a good sign to open the door!"

Suddenly, a tall ghost appeared in front of everyone. Then, the two struggling people flew out upside down like a broken kite.

Bang! Bang!

They were smashed straight into the wall and the windows were shattered.

"This..."

Lu Li felt that his eyes were not enough.

Can human speed really be as fast as visual residue?

In other words, can these two people live?

"Before the shift schedule came down, I began to ignore the school discipline. Do you still want to fight? I'll continue with you."