I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 218

Most afraid, the air suddenly quiet.

Todd, who was chewing, stopped, looked at Luden, and then at Hannibal.

Todd is very clear about his current situation.

He was alone, with no attachments, only a little bit of craftsmanship, so he was not considered a useless person, and his usefulness was not too great.

If Mr. Luden wanted to, there could be a hundred, a thousand people who could replace Todd and do the same thing, and many would be happy to oblige.

Todd wants to follow Mr. Luden in order to give his dead wife a decent wedding.

There is no more suitable candidate than Mr. Luden. Todd's late wife is among the Big Three and admires Mr. Luden the most.

He had to prove his worth, that he was useful, at least not a coward that Hannibal would intimidate with a meatball.

Todd decided to solve this trouble in his own way.

Todd swallowed the food in his mouth.

He imitated Luden, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and said seriously,
"I think there is a first time for everything."

Hannibal raised his glass and responded politely,
"It is their loss that the knowledge church abandons you."

At the same time, he pointed the wine glass at Lu Deng, and said with emotion,
"It never occurred to me that we were the same kind of people."

Luden's familiarity with human flesh is not comparable to that of a layman like Todd.

Hannibal didn't care what Luden had been through.

Hannibal only needs to know that Luden in front of him is of the same kind as himself, and that's enough.

"No, we are different."

Luden corrected,
"You shouldn't have eaten aliens, I mean, alien intelligent creatures."

Hannibal:
After a while, Hannibal asked with eager eyes,
"Is it delicious?"

"Do not."

Lu Deng picked up the meatball in front of him, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put it into his mouth again.

"The taste of alien starfish is not as good as that of local starfish. To be precise, starfish should not appear on the dinner plate."

Todd didn't eat the remaining meatballs.

Hannibal brought chips and fish from the kitchen, apparently prepared in advance.

After the meal was over, Todd returned to his room first, while Lu Deng and Hannibal took a walk near the small building.

"Human flesh should be eaten less, as it is easy to get prions."

Luden said casually,

"If a person eats his own kind for a long time, it is absolutely impossible for him to maintain a high IQ and live a long life."

Hannibal respectfully said,
"Father Phuket said something similar to me, and since then I have decided to become a vegetarian."

"good idea."

Loudon continued,

"If you want to get the [Ryan Badge], I can give you a microscope. With this thing, you can find anything casually, which is a product of a cross-age period. Even if you observe human sperm, you can publish a top-level journal article. If If there is such a thing here."

Hannibal responded politely,

"Thank you for your generosity, but you promised me 400 pounds."

Gifts can be received, but money cannot be less.

Hannibal obviously won the true inheritance of the Weigood family, and in terms of settling accounts, he was really right.

Luden rolled his eyes,
"Stingy guy, I regret it. You pay for the cost of the microscope yourself. After you get the [Ryan Badge], I will share half of the bonus."

"As you wish."

The two walked around the small building a few times, making sure that Todd had enough time to clean his stomach.

Before Luden returned to his room, he ordered,
"Prepare some mild food to send over, soup or porridge, don't bring meat, you can get some fish and seafood."

Hannibal nodded, "Okay."

When Luden returned to the room, he happened to meet Miss Miller looking out.

When Mi Le woke up, it was already evening. For some reason, she didn't return home, but asked someone to send a message back, and stayed overnight in the nursing home.

Miller said worriedly,

"Mr. Luden, Mr. Todd may be sick. He has been vomiting badly since before."

"Holy Father bless, he may have eaten something bad."

Luden said piously,

"But it doesn't matter, there are enough doctors here, Miss Miller, believe me, he will get better."

"I hope so, Father bless."

It was a peaceful night at the nursing home.

On the second day, there were four people sitting at the dining table, Luden, Todd, Hannibal and Miller.

There is a portion of food in front of each person. Although it is not rich, it is extremely delicious.

Luden and Hannibal ate like gentlemen, reading newspapers while eating.

Mi Le is not so ladylike, she has never had such a delicious soup.

Todd seemed to be seriously ill, and his appetite was not very good. He stirred the soup with a spoon and took a sip from time to time.

After Hannibal finished eating, he looked at Todd and said politely,
"If necessary, I can give you an enema to clean the stomach thoroughly."

Todd: .
Although he didn't know how it worked, it didn't sound very serious.

"Don't talk about such a heavy topic during the meal."

Luden put down the coffee in his hand, spread out the newspaper,
"He killed again."

Mi Le immediately put down the spoon in his hand, stood up disregarding his image, and leaned in front of the newspaper.

It said that a drunk man had been run over by a carriage and died unfortunately.

This kind of thing is relatively common in the fog, and it can barely occupy a small square in the newspaper.

After reading the description in the newspaper, Miller corrected,

"Mr. Luden, this is not a murder, this is a traffic accident."

"Is that right, a traffic accident that cuts the throat, rips the stomach, and pulls out the intestines at the same time?"

Luden sneered,
"Did the carriages in Wudu use knives as wheels?"

Miller pointed out the doubts,

"The throat was broken. As for the stomach, it may have been hit by something sharp, such as a stone. Although this kind of thing is not common, it happens occasionally.

Most importantly, he is a man, not a prostitute! "

Jack the Ripper preyed on prostitutes, everyone knew that.

A serial murderer will not easily change his habits.

Luden said confidently,

"I bet you 7 pounds that his job is no different from that of a prostitute."

"I bet!"

Miller didn't believe that anyone could predict foresight, even if the other party was Mr. Luden, who knew everything well, he couldn't rely on a report to determine what kind of job a man was engaged in.

No matter how you think about it, there is no way to get in touch!

In this bet, who wins and who loses is still unknown!

As soon as Mi Le finished speaking, Hannibal spoke appropriately,
"You lost, Miss Miller."

Mi Le's face was full of doubts and incomprehensions,

"Why do you say that, Doctor Hannibal."

Mi Le had a feeling of being cheated, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hannibal looked at Luden helplessly, and sighed,
"Because the newspaper in front of you is from yesterday, and yesterday, Mr. Luden sent me to check the identity of the deceased."

　The update today (21st) will be late, so I will go out to do some errands during the day, so I will tell you in advance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)