"To be honest, there is something I want to get the answer from your mouth."
The voice was polite: "Who is so eager to hurt an Oriental child? Can you satisfy my curiosity?"
Levi yelled angrily: "Fuck you... ugh!"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain like a knife piercing his limbs! There were obviously no scars, just like countless blades swimming in the flesh and blood. The sharp pain instantly interrupted his words and made him unable to even scream.
Ordinary people would only faint in an instant when encountering this kind of severe pain that is more severe than a broken bone, but now he can't even faint. He can only twitch his limbs and twist unconsciously on the ground with his eyes rolled back.* *.
Black Friday·Section 3—Somatosensory Interference!
"My patience is limited, sir." The gentle voice sounded in his ears, but with a hint of anger: "Tell me who it is! You want to find that oriental brat! Say it!"
After several minutes of cruel phantom pain, Levi, whose eyes rolled white and was almost unconscious, finally spoke out: "Sam Rowe! It's the Rat King of the 'Rat Society': Sam Rowe! He took a large sum of money from others and wanted to Catch that damn brat..."
"Who paid for it?!"
"It's a noble family, a very rich noble family! They want the Rat King to use the cruelest method to kill that oriental brat... That's all I know! Really! Really!"
The phantom pain suddenly stopped and suddenly disappeared. It's like it never existed. Levi was twitching on the ground, his body still in pain and had not recovered.
"Okay, next question..."
The gentleman-like voice asked softly: "Where can I find this Lord 'Sam Rowe'?"
Levi's eyes rolled around and he said: "The Rat King has never had a fixed base. He and his men have been constantly changing their locations..."
"Didn't you understand what I said?"
The figure interrupted him and pressed his cane to his forehead, and the desperate melody sounded again, and in the melody, the slight sting reappeared like a warning. The voice said word for word:
"I want one point!"
"Cemetery! Highgate Cemetery in Whitechapel!"
Under the warning of phantom pain, Levi almost collapsed again, and blurted out the answer: "That's where he dealt with the traitors. Hudson wanted to quit and betray the society, but was caught by his men. He must be there tonight." Will be there!"
"give me the address."
"—221B Baker Street!"
"very good."
Under the shadow of the deerstalker hat, the corner of the young man's mouth curled up: "Next, let's talk about how many people he has under his command and what weapons they are equipped with..."
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In the long dark night, early in the morning.
The thick fog at midnight hung over the city as always, carrying a smell of stench and blood.
A carriage stopped on the intricate streets of the lower city. The door opened and a little girl jumped out.
Immediately afterwards, the girl turned around and picked up a large golden retriever dog from the car. The big dog landed on the ground, first glanced at the owner of the carriage with great displeasure, then spread its legs and sprinkled urine on the wheels of the carriage.
The owner of the carriage glanced at it nonchalantly and looked at the girl with smiling eyes.
"The Chassis of the Mouse Club is in front of you, he should be there."
Bai Xi nodded and thanked without any thanks: "Thank you for the car."
"You're welcome. It's just a ride. Your teacher is not a stingy person." Hermes praised himself without shame, as if he was telling the truth.
"Tch." Bai Xi glanced at him, "You already knew that I was going to sneak out with him, so you waited outside, right?"
"Understanding students' psychology is also part of a teacher's responsibility, please don't take it seriously."
Hermes shrugged: "Besides, you wouldn't have found the Mouse Society's temporary base without my guidance."
The little girl rolled her eyes at him: "I haven't been fooling around in Avalon for so long. Even without you, I can still find out, okay?"
Hermes couldn't help but whistle: "I almost forgot, you are a bad girl who lives on the streets. No wonder you don't feel any burden when you hit the teacher."
"But you have to be careful. The Rat Club is a place that specializes in doing dirty work for nobles. They have kidnapped, abducted, and forced girls into prostitution. They are not as easy to deceive as the idiots like the dock sailors. Even if you have recently learned He has learned a lot, but he is not a musician after all. Besides, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, especially where the enemy is a rat who will be so insidious. Even if he is knocked down by a sap, it is not impossible. If you, a student, want to break into this kind of dragon pool and tiger's den, As a teacher, I am also very worried. But I have to respect your choice... "
Hermes pretended to wipe the corners of his tearless eyes, expressing his heartache, and then waved goodbye carelessly: "What you are going to do next, treat it as a trial and do your best. However, remember to pay attention to safety. —After all, I would be very sad if you died."
"What this sentence means is that even if I am about to die, you will only watch the fun and never move a finger, right?"
"That's right."
Hermes snapped his fingers in appreciation, "As expected of my student, Bingxue is smart!"
"It's not that you're smart, I just have a deep understanding of your bad character."
Bai Xi slammed the door and "bolted" that hateful smiling face into the carriage. The carriage started running again, carrying that hateful laughter and disappearing into the thick fog.
Lao Fei squinted at the carriage and walked away. He raised his mouth and bit the girl's sleeve, gesturing for her to follow him. Then sniffing the lingering scent of a certain boy in the air, he walked into the darkness.
Soon, the faint light of torches lit up in the dark night in the distance. There was a strange smell in the wind, the smell of mud and rot.
"cemetery?"
Bai Xi hid in the alley, quietly staring at the door in the distance. Under the handles of a few strong men, the original rotten wooden door of the abandoned cemetery opened a crack, revealing the hideous darkness behind the door. In the darkness, you can vaguely see the incomplete statues of saints and the light of dancing torches.
"Are you sure he is there?" Bai Xi lowered his head and looked at Lao Fei. Lao Fei looked at her sideways, speechless and unable to speak. But that doubt seemed to despise her.
"Okay." Bai Xi sighed in frustration, feeling the helplessness her cheap cousin often felt - being despised by Lao Fei.
"Do you have a way to get in? You go in first, and I'll be there soon."
Hearing what she said, Lao Fei got up from the ground and walked into the darkness with small steps. Soon, he saw its back lurking in the darkness, and easily got in through the hole in the corner of the wall.
Sometimes, being a dog is much more convenient than being a human.
Bai Xi stood in the darkness, staring at the door.
At the door, two tough-looking men were holding their hands at the door, smoking cigarettes in boredom. There were also a steady stream of people coming from all directions and walking into the cemetery behind the door. It was unclear how many people there were.
Although the cemetery has been abandoned for a long time, the surrounding walls obviously are not high enough for a little girl to climb over.
And since it was a gathering place where mice often gathered, God knew there weren't any traps or other traps hidden behind the wall.
She thought for a moment and took out a lump of something that looked like putty from her pocket. The thing was like a piece of pork, shaking in her hand and full of elasticity. But as she flicked her fingers, it slowly unfolded and turned into a vague face.
Although Hermes was not a good teacher, Bai Xi was obviously not a good student either... Her habit of taking advantage of others gave Ye Qingxuan a headache for who knows how long. Hermes prided himself on being a "squirrel" in his early years, and would bring home whatever seemed strange. As a student, Bai Xi naturally had to considerately "organize" the teacher's collection from time to time.
And this is one of the results of "organizing".
That lump of clay-like "face" fit so perfectly on her face, instantly blending into her face. As she kneaded it with her palms, it gradually revealed a thick eyebrow and big aquiline eyes. The image of a middle-aged man with a beautiful nose.
Bai Xi opened his mouth and coughed twice, and his voice became rough and hoarse.
Her white hair was hidden in a hat, she was wearing Ye Qingxuan's coat, and she had a fierce face. She looked like a gangster that could be seen everywhere in the lower city, but she looked a little short.
This face came from the dwarf who was sent to Arkham Mental Hospital by Ye Qingxuan, one of the former Ghost Mother's subordinates.
Just facing the gaze of the strong man guarding the door, he swaggered towards the door.
"Hey, friend, you look a little unfamiliar."
The fierce man guarding the door looked a little strange at her figure, and reached out to hold her shoulders.
Snapped!
Girl, no... "Zi Zi" raised his arm and slapped his hand away, then slapped him on the face mercilessly.
"Blinding your dog eyes!"
Ji Zi rolled his eyes and exposed his face under the brim of his hat to the firelight. His expression was irritable and sinister: "I've only been away for a few days, don't you already know me?"
"What the hell..."
The man who was slapped looked livid, and subconsciously pulled out his dagger to give the dwarf a good look. But the person next to him saw Ji Zi's face clearly, his expression changed, he stopped his companion, and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Zi Zi? Wasn't that lunatic sent to..." Before he could finish speaking, his companion covered his mouth, fearing that Zi Zi would hear him.
"Hey hey hey, what did you say?"
"Zi Zi" laughed strangely, and a fierce light flashed in his numb eyes: "Are you whispering bad things about me?"
"No no!"
The gatekeeper recalled the terrible rumors that this guy would cut off people's fingers at every turn, and he took two steps back in fear: if it was the original Jizi, he might be able to talk some sense into it. But the people who were sent to Arkham basically had brain problems! This is one of the most ridiculous things in the world: no one dares to reason with a lunatic...
The gatekeeper put on a fake smile, bowed respectfully and asked: "Boss Zhuozi, what do you do for a living?"