shadow of britain

Chapter 186 You Are Really a Genius (4K4)

36 Lancaster Gate, Bayswater.

In the evening room, the light yellow light of the setting sun sprinkled on Arthur's face through the window glass, lighting up his deep black eyes.

Arthur in front of the desk can almost be said to be left-handed, with his left hand holding the "Edinburgh Review" and "Morning Post", the left-wing and right-wing organs of the Whig Party, and the left- and right-wing organs of the Tory Party in his right hand. Reported to "The Observer" and "Quarterly Review".

In view of the offensive headlines in several newspapers, Arthur reasonably believed that if the newspapers had life, then as soon as he let go of his hand, most of these four newspapers would fight immediately.

The Red Devil leaned on the window sill and played a ditty leisurely: "How is it? Arthur, what did you see? Or, when will you be able to deliver that fucking old thing to my mouth?"

"Send it to your mouth?" Arthur put down the newspaper and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Why do you think I will win the duel with Rowan?"

"Oh...my dear Arthur." The Red Devil clasped his hands together and implored hypocritically: "You little villain, do you think I don't know you well enough? If you are not fully prepared, how can you provoke your boss?" Woolen cloth?"

"Then you really don't know me well enough."

Arthur opened the sugar bowl in front of him, took one, and threw it into his mouth casually: "I have emphasized to you many times, I am not very ambitious. If I can do something, I will do it, and if I can't do it, forget it. If something is something I must do, it must be because something has greatly affected my mood.

In other words, if Rowan talks to me in a nice voice today, it is not impossible for him to ask me to resign. As long as I can see the "Anatomy Act" passed, then I will have no problem with the job at Scotland Yard with an annual salary of 150 pounds How many regrettable things.

But it pissed me off that he had to talk to me in that tone, like I was focused on where his ass was sitting.

He doesn't know me, just like you, as Shakespeare said: I would rather be a wildflower under the hedge than a rose in favor.Instead of flattering and flattering and stealing other people's favor, I would rather be despised by everyone.People are alive, the most important thing is to be happy. "

Hearing this, the Red Devil narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yes, but aren't you unhappy now?"

"That's right." Arthur chewed the candy: "So even if I can't win him this time, I have to make him mess up, and it's best to get some follow-up benefits along the way. I have to say, Welling The 'suicide attack' directed and acted by the Duke of Tonton has given me a lot of inspiration. Although it is courageous to lose the election, it is really cool to do such a thing in the eyes of outsiders."

"and many more……"

Hearing this, the Red Devil's eyes widened immediately: "You little bastard, what the hell are you trying to do? Damn it! You fucking want to learn from Wellington? Are you crazy! He's still a duke even after his downfall, still And he could live in his mansion at No. [-] London.

what about you?Think about yourself, if you lose, you will have nothing!Don't forget, you didn't graduate from Cambridge or Oxford, you fucking graduated from London University! "

Arthur raised his eyebrows: "If Elder hears your words, even if you are a devil, even if you tie him to the stake, that kid will point to your nose and curse at you."

The Red Devil couldn't help but blew his nose as if he had smelled some bad smell: "Generally speaking, people like Elder are not worthy of being burned on the stake. He is usually the one who ignites it."

Hearing this, Arthur just shrugged his shoulders. He patted the chair he was sitting on and said, "I don't know what will happen to Elder. But even if I lose, don't worry too much. Although my house is not as good as Up to London One Duke of Wellington, but it’s not too small. You know, I never thought I could live in this kind of house in my life, or even in my last life, so I’m considered a successful person.”

The Red Devil laughed and said: "Really? This house is yours? I really don't know. Have you forgotten that you owe Mammon the house loan? The monthly repayment amount is three pounds and eight shillings. The term of payment is ten years."

Arthur slapped his forehead, and he exclaimed, "My God! Agares, thank you for reminding me. I thought my loan was for 30 years."

"Arthur!!!!!!"

The red devil's head was full of flames, and his two eyes suddenly widened, like the moon in the sky. The sharp eyelashes pressed against Arthur's chest, as if they could penetrate his chest like a sharp sword at any time.

Arthur took out a handkerchief from his chest pocket and calmly wiped off the saliva sprayed on his face: "I told you earlier, you can talk about other things, such as potatoes. But don't compete with me on the house, Because I've seen worse."

The Red Devil took several deep breaths heavily, then raised two fingers to put on the side of his face, and forced himself a gentle smile: "You little bastard, sometimes I can't tell which of us is the real one. From hell."

Arthur picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Of course it's you, we can't eat anything too strong."

"Huh..." Agares breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, you won, but you also lost. But what's the use of winning me with words? Aren't you going to lose to that annoying Charles... Rowan?"

Arthur replied without thinking: "Is this all you have left now? Agares? This kind of provocative method is really too low-level for an old devil. But you don't know me What are you going to do, and how can you feel that I have lost?"

"Being forced to leave Scotland Yard, what is it if you don't lose?"

The Red Devil sneered: "Don't you think that Rothschild gave you such a cheap housing loan because they thought you were beautiful? Without the title of Superintendent of Scotland Yard, you have nothing in their eyes." value.

Oh, by the way, and your friends Tom and Tony, they are usually so clumsy, if you leave again, think what will happen to those two fools.It won't be long before they're pushed out, especially Tom, who is slow and can't eat shit as much as hot ones. "

Arthur nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words: "This...it seems that you are right. In this matter, they are indeed far behind you."

"Hey Arthur, you fucking..."

But before the Red Devil finished cursing, Arthur interrupted him: "But you don't need to worry about their affairs, even if I really have to leave Scotland Yard this time, then I will follow Mo Mr. Shelles went to the theater to play the piano, and Tom and Tony played the gong right after me.

A piece of "Clock" should be enough for us to hang out for a while. When I have saved enough money, I will bring my brothers and a few to open a detective agency. Isn't life the same?Rowan messed with the wrong person this time, he probably didn't expect that I didn't intend to stay in Scotland Yard from the beginning, and it's not that Mr. Hastings has other ways to get money.

And it's really uncomfortable doing things like suppressing workers.If the Whigs are willing to kick me out for a little personal vendetta against Rowan, let them worry about it.When the Whig Party cabinet is completed, I will turn around and talk about the fact that Scotland Yard was undercover in the National Political League.Hmm... Although I sent the undercover agent..."

After saying that, Arthur opened the door without looking back, and walked down the stairs with brisk steps, leaving only the voice of the red devil roaring behind him.

"Arthur, you little bastard, you will regret it!!!"

In the dining room on the first floor, Alexandre Dumas was humming a little tune and was peeling onions with a knife in the kitchen. There were all kinds of bottles and jars in front of him. It was obvious that today's dinner was definitely not easy.

In front of the coffee table in the living room, Elder and Darwin were leaning on the sofa and reading their favorite books.

Since moving here, such pre-dinner behavior has almost become their habit.

Darwin's reading material is very single, it is a monograph "The System of Invertebrates" published by the French biologist Lamarck.

As for Elder, from the outside, it seems that he is holding a copy of the "Westminster Review" representing the radical liberals in his hand, but no one sitting here will think that he is really serious. Everyone is reading this, but everyone is too lazy to open the newspaper to see what is hidden behind him.

Elder turned the pages back and forth, his eyes scanned the illustrations and text in front of him, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "These ordinary stories are no longer exciting, but this one..."

Elder rolled his eyes, and pulled out a brand-new magazine from the crack of the sofa, and a blush of excitement appeared on his face.

But before he could turn the pages of the book, he heard Arthur coughing behind him.

Elder was trembling in shock. He turned his head and saw Arthur's face. Then he couldn't help whistling: "What are you doing? Don't you know my habits? The first time was Mine. I've finished, and then it's Alexander and you."

Arthur glanced at Darwin who was aside: "What about Charles?"

"Charles? Forget it Charles. He doesn't even care about monkeys these days, let alone humans. Don't you see what he's looking at? He's been fascinated by invertebrates, caterpillars, or earthworms lately."

Darwin read the book well, but when he heard what Elder said, he couldn't help frowning and put down the book in his hand: "Elder, why did something taste bad when it came into your mouth? You want to Get it, I look at invertebrates for research."

"Yes!" Elder nodded and patted the cover of the magazine in his hand: "I don't think this is entirely for pornography. You want to understand the origin of species, but I want to understand the origin of life. We both do research."

Arthur found a comfortable angle and tucked himself into the sofa: "Then how have you two been studying recently?"

When Elder heard this, he said with a sad face: "As you can see, the great work of Charles and I have hit a bottleneck."

"Really?" Arthur lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea: "Elder, but I think maybe Charles' work will make a major breakthrough faster than yours."

After hearing this, Darwin said with a guilty conscience, "Arthur, you think too highly of me."

Arthur shook his fingers: "I don't have confidence in you, but I have confidence in Mr. Elder Carter."

"Damn it!" Elder scolded, "Arthur, have you been overly complacent recently? Didn't you just get Miss Byron's note? What's the big deal?"

"It's nothing special?" Arthur raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to him: "Then return the note to me."

Elder heard the words, and hurriedly covered his pockets: "It's just a joke, why are you serious? I have to keep this note for a while. After a while, our Classical Literature Department will have a class reunion, and I have to take it This is showing off to my classmates. This is the daughter of Lord Byron! In the eyes of our group of classical literature researchers, this status is not comparable to that of ordinary noble ladies."

Arthur frowned and said, "The Department of Classical Literature is going to hold a reunion? Where are you going to hold it?"

"Where else? Of course it's on campus!" Elder said with air, "You know that the University of London is going through a difficult time. Of course, those of us who have graduated should go back to school to set an example for the younger generation. Tell them that even without a Royal Charter, graduates of the University of London can make a difference with their hard hands and smart minds!"

"Yeah..." Arthur joked: "It would be even better if they had an uncle who was a rear admiral in the Royal Navy."

Elder stared and said: "Arthur, can you not always speak so clearly? You have to give them a little hope! Do I have to tell those stupid graduates that they don't want to think about it in this life?" Are you comparing yourself to those young men from Oxford and Cambridge?"

Arthur thought for a while, and imitating Elder, he raised his legs: "Perhaps you are right, when is the class reunion? How about I go with you, just before I leave Scotland Yard Contribute to the employment rate of the alma mater."

"Resigned from Scotland Yard?" Elder frowned, "What happened?"

Arthur didn't care much and said, "It's no big deal, just like last time, I scolded my boss. It's just unfortunate that when I scolded my boss last time, it happened to be appreciated by Sir Peel. And this Once, it happened to coincide with the fall of the Tory Party, so I can say that I am in a precarious position now.

Judging from Director Rowan's attitude today, he probably climbed up to some important figure in the Whig Party, so he came to beat me impatiently.Although I thought about contacting Mrs. Cowper and asking her to introduce some important members of the Whig Party for me, but the relationship between us is not that familiar yet. When I can get on the line, I don’t know if I will in time. "

When Elder heard this, he jumped up from the sofa: "Fuck, what does he think he is? He thinks he is the only one in the Whig party, right? Arthur, you are usually very smart Yes, why did you forget the key things at this time?
Don't forget where you graduated, and don't forget who is the spiritual father of our school?The Tories don't like Mr. Jeremy Bentham, but the Whigs have plenty of admirers of Mr. Bentham!And in our school, don't we have a few candidates for election?
Looking at the current situation, we might not be able to get a few of our schools up or down in this general election.I also hope that by taking advantage of this general election, the parliament will issue the royal charter of our school! "

Upon hearing Elder's reminder, Arthur pondered for a while, and his frown gradually relaxed.

He got up and looked at Elder, and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "Elder."

"what happened?"

Arthur smiled and nodded emphatically at him: "People usually say that you are not good, but I have never believed it. The longer I get along with you, the more I feel, you boy, I am afraid you are really a fucking genius .”

(End of this chapter)