shadow of britain

Chapter 4 What Is Hell

Chapter 4 What Is Hell
Before Arthur could enter the main entrance of the police headquarters, a colleague who was also wearing a police uniform and holding a thick stack of documents stopped him first.

Seeing Arthur's face, the other party raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking as if he had been pardoned.

"Thank God, Arthur, you're here at last! If you're late, I'm not up for a tough jury and a high-ranking magistrate. Come on, time's running out, we'll talk as we go."

Arthur was pushed forward by him, and said indifferently.

"Tony, you just lack the necessary self-confidence. The Magistrate's Court is not a scary thing. All you have to do is to read the prosecution materials in your hand to everyone. You are not illiterate, so there is nothing to worry about." ?”

Tony said dejectedly: "Arthur, it's not like you don't know that before I took this job, I was just a cobbler who repaired shoes for others. Maybe I will never come to London in my life.

Although I did know two characters, it was only the characters.The highest education I received was Sunday school as a child, and the only book I read in its entirety was the Bible.

How can an inferior person like me compare with a talented student like you who has received a university education? "

Arthur comforted in a good voice: "Tony, you are already better than many pastors, at least you have read the entire Bible."

"You're kidding me again." Tony asked, "By the way, let me ask you something. Is the tuition fee of the London University you went to expensive?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to continue your studies?"

Tony blushed and waved his hands again and again: "How dare I have such a noble mind."

"Then why are you asking this?"

Tony held back for a long time before finally making up his mind to tell the truth.

"I will probably be like this in my life. But my child can't be like me. I have been fighting in this muddy pit for so many years, not to make him suffer with me. He has to study, not only study, but also He has to go to college. Although he is not yet old, I must first help him prepare money for his education, do you think this is the reason?"

Arthur heard this, and patted Tony on the shoulder appreciatively: "Tony, I didn't expect you to be such a responsible father. It would be great if you could show such courage when on duty. "

When Tony heard this, his blushing face became hot.

"Arthur, I really didn't mean to leave you alone in the alley last time. The group of people were armed with hammers and knives. Even if I stayed, it would be of no use to me. The reason why I ran away was to Go back and call for reinforcements."

"It's okay, I've forgiven you." Arthur patted the police officer's knife on his waist: "At least since that time, the superiors are finally willing to distribute some decent weapons to us."

"But then again, Arthur, how did you get away that time?"

Arthur glanced at Agares, who was sulking aside, and said, "Don't worry about it, I always have my way. Next time you encounter this kind of thing, should you run or run? Already a father, don't make fun of your family."

Tony was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it. He sneered: "Actually, I'm still far away from being a father. I just planned to get married recently. I've already submitted my marriage application. As long as I get the approval, I can officially get married."

Arthur couldn't help frowning: "What the hell are they doing? Why do police officers have to approve marriages?
No drinking, no beards, no gambling, no debts, no bad habits, no disheveled clothes, no indecent behavior, and no mental patients in the family.

For individual police officers, they must have appropriate religious beliefs and a certain level of cultural quality. It is strictly forbidden to do business in private, and it is strictly forbidden to keep poultry or even pets.

In any public place, even during off-duty hours, you must consciously participate and have the courage to maintain public order, and shoulder all responsibilities for maintaining social moral norms.

What's even more ridiculous is that they are only willing to charge such a person twelve shillings a week.

That's all, now it's all about marriage, why don't they just send us a wife?This way they can monitor me 24 hours a day. "

Tony heard Arthur's bitterness, and echoed with empathy: "Come on, Arthur, your wife can't monitor you for 24 hours. Have you forgotten? We have to be on duty for [-] hours a day. If you are unlucky , and you have to be scolded by your superiors for another hour or two. As for your wife? She can monitor you for an average of eight hours a day. "

When Tony said this, he sighed helplessly: "But it's useless to complain about it. By the way, you haven't told me how much the tuition fee for the University of London is yet."

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, and replied, "23 pounds and six shillings for one school year."

"Hiss..." Tony gasped, "It's really expensive. I only earn thirty or so pounds a year, and most of it is spent on my children's schooling. It seems that I have to save money sooner."

"It's already very cheap. You probably haven't inquired about the tuition fees of the four major law clubs in London."

"How much do you charge there?"

Arthur raised three fingers at him: "This number, one year."

"Thirty pounds?" Tony frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "My salary should go up again, and Nuku might be able to squeeze it out for him. Lawyer? Lawyer Tony Jr.? This is a good job. Dad must be stronger."

When Tony fell into infinite reverie, Arthur poured cold water on him.

"Thirty pounds? What are you thinking, Tony? It's three hundred pounds."

When Tony heard this number, he felt dizzy in front of his eyes: "They killed me directly. I may not be able to save his tuition in my life."

"It's okay if you can't save. That place is not for ordinary citizens like us. Most of the people who study there are children of bankers, factory owners, or nobles."

"Don't they generally go to Oxford or Cambridge?"

"Well, that's true. But there are always people who want a change, don't they? Just like you are used to eating potatoes, and occasionally you want to get some bread and greasy residue to reconcile."

"Just a change of taste, will it cost an extra three hundred pounds a year?"

Tony looked at the gray sky, only feeling that his future was gloomy.

"Arthur, why are you telling me this. If I didn't know, I might feel better. Now I feel like I can't live anymore. Arthur, you will go to hell if you do this."

"Hell?" Arthur rarely showed a smile: "Tony, I'm sorry to say that, but you and I are already here."

(End of this chapter)

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