shadow of britain

Chapter 61 The meeting of the wind and clouds
Stagecoach rides unsteadily on the streets of London.

In the carriage, Arthur was reading a brand new newspaper, and beside him was a stack of old ones.

For more than a month, he put almost all his energy on learning chemistry knowledge, improving his investigative skills, and searching for traces of Fred the General Thief.

Just after being idle for a while, he received an entrustment from the Duke of Sussex to investigate the disappearance of St. Giles.

Yesterday, I just learned about the dark transaction of "corpse trading" from the mouth of the hotel owner Wells, so I dispatched some smart and capable police officers from the police force of the Greenwich Police District overnight to hunt down the "corpse snatcher" behind the murder. gang.

The crowd worked all night, and finally, based on Wells' confession, they secretly arrested two suspects involved in the 'killing and selling' in several private houses in Greenwich District.

In fact, Wells knew far more than two such murderers, but there was such a commotion at the Wells Hotel yesterday that some highly vigilant murderers had left London ahead of schedule.

Regarding the relevant situation of the 'murder case', Arthur had already sent someone to report to Scotland Yard early this morning.

And Scotland Yard also responded quite quickly. Almost at the same time they heard the news, they immediately sent messengers to the headquarters of the England and Wales Garrison, Scotland Garrison, and Ireland Garrison to report the case.

Of course, in order to prevent alarming those unaware corpse sellers, and in order not to cause unnecessary panic among London citizens, Scotland Yard also asked Arthur and the relevant police officers to remain silent until the truth came out.

Regarding this point, Arthur did not express any objection, because he originally planned to do so.

Such a large-scale case cannot be thoroughly investigated with the strength of the Greenwich Police District alone.

As far as Arthur was concerned, it was satisfactory enough that he could get off to a good start and bring the case to the attention of Metropolitan Police.

Anyway, no matter how the case is investigated, the investigation report will not be able to get around him in the end.

And according to the rules, such a big case cannot be handled by a sub-bureau like theirs. The Metropolitan Metropolitan Police Department has a special criminal and operations department. An assistant superintendent from Scotland Yard is in charge of this department. Inspector Arthur I don't want to go arm wrestling with him.

After all, this world is still a stinking world. Although Arthur is the person behind the promotion of the rocket, who knows who is behind the assistant superintendent?
Elder, a small draftsman on the Beagle, has an uncle who is a rear admiral in the Royal Navy, and it seems not too much for the assistant superintendent of Scotland Yard to have a father who was a lieutenant general.

Most importantly, Arthur also knew in his heart that Sir Peel's support for him was quite limited.

He is very clear about his position in Sir Peel's heart, that is to come out and block two shots for him when something happens.

With his current small physique, it is better not to get involved in any upper-level power struggle for the time being.

If Scotland Yard wanted him to lead the investigation, Arthur could, of course, read a couple of lines from Shakespeare, then act out a three-way line, and finally accept with trepidation.

And if Scotland Yard is not willing, Arthur is not interested in working hard.

Anyway, he has also found out the signs of the big case requested by Sir Peel. Regarding the salary increase of the front-line patrol officers at Scotland Yard, his dignified Home Secretary can't go back on his word, right?

If he really backtracked, even if Arthur could swallow this breath, others would definitely not.

At that time, if someone is loose-mouthed and accidentally leaks the news to Charles Dickens, a reporter who is investigating the Tory Party for the Whig Party, won't everyone's faces be ugly?
After handing over the main investigation power of the case to the headquarters, Arthur suddenly felt that the burden on his body was much lighter, and he could concentrate on how to treat the little girl named Robin.

Even the simple newspaper in his hand made him enjoy reading it.

He read the headlines of the past month at a glance, only feeling that the Tory cabinet headed by the Duke of Wellington and Sir Peel should not be feeling well during this period.

The headlines showed that the Whig and Tory extremists were firing on all cylinders.

"Catholic Emancipation Act Passed Vote Entirely Due to Political Corruption"

"Liar Peel has been heckled repeatedly by Oxford University, and they are rumored to be considering removing Peel from the alumni list"

"Both Wellington and Peel have long service experience in Ireland"

"Prime Minister and Home Secretary have long received political donations from Irish Catholics, sources say"

"Corrupt electoral system, large-scale election bribery by the Tory Party, manipulating the operation of the country"

"3000 pounds can buy a seat in the House of Commons, and the people sitting in the parliament building are not the ruling party but a group of rice bugs"

Among the newspapers and magazines, the Poor People's Political Monthly, founded by the famous radical Mr. William Corbett, was the one that attracted Arthur's attention the most.

Agares, who had nothing to do at first, just leaned over to take a look, and was instantly amused by the content inside. The Red Devil laughed so hard that sparks spit from his mouth.

Parliamentary reform cannot be delayed any longer, as less than [-]% of the country's population has the right to vote!
Among the 13 electorates we stipulated in the period of Edward I in the 202th century, the population of 88 towns has now dropped below 200, and the constituencies must be redrawn.

Birmingham and Manchester have a population of more than 30, but they only have two parliamentary seats, while Gatton Town has only five residents, and they actually vote for two!

Dispel the rumors!Since the Cabinet requested the magazine to verify the veracity of the report, this newspaper has, after careful investigation, determined that the above was indeed a Whig misinformation.

This newspaper hereby clarifies on behalf of the Tory Party: There are indeed five residents in Gatton Township, but only three are eligible to vote, so in fact three people choose two, not five people choose two!

Dispel rumors again!The situation in Gatton Town is an exception. After a detailed investigation, this newspaper found that the election situation in most so-called declining constituencies is far better than that in Gatton Town.

There are 55 residents in Xilu Town, 12 of whom are eligible to vote, and the election ratio is one out of six.

The old Salem constituency now has only a piece of farmland left. There are no residents there, but there are 7 people who have the right to vote.

Therefore, this newspaper reasonably suspects that the appearance of these people should be due to the apparition of God, and the local voters have been revived by God's magic power since the Middle Ages.

Shocking!During the election period, the Royal Navy will conduct a large-scale military parade at sea!
Dispel the rumors!The magazine has ascertained that the sea-going vessels seen during the election were not Royal Navy drills.Rather, voters in submerged constituencies are casting routine ballots.

According to sources, insisting on not reforming these submerged constituencies may provide the Royal Navy with a large number of skilled sailors.

Want to fight a naval battle with Great Britain?Do you know where you lost?We have won you too much, Napoleon!France!

Arthur lightly flipped through the "Poor People's Political Monthly", and secretly stuffed it into his arms.

Seeing his action, Agares asked with a playful smile: "Arthur, what are you doing? Are you afraid that others will see you, the police inspector of Scotland Yard, reading bad publications?"

Arthur shook his head when he heard this, and said in a low voice, "You don't understand, Agares. I have to keep this issue carefully, and it will definitely increase in value when I put it in a second-hand bookstore."

The Red Devil grinned and said: "It seems that the life of the cabinet is not easy. The Whig Party is united for parliamentary reform, and the extremists in the original Tory Party also fought back against them because of the "Catholic Emancipation Act."

If you can give that Robert Peel a hand at this time, he must be grateful to you. "

Arthur stared at the Red Devil for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Parliament reform cannot be suppressed simply by handling a few cases, Agares, you are planning to push me into the pit of fire."

"No, no, maybe it can be suppressed, but not now."

Agares pursed his lips, as if thinking about the taste of his soul: "It's not yet time, your old king is about to die, and his death can ease some of the tension.

And after his death, Arthur, your chance will arise.Believe me, that's a great opportunity.But, before that, you have to be patient.Remember, no matter what happens, you must be patient. "

Arthur frowned slowly when he heard this: "Agares, you always say such things that people don't understand."

"Really?" The Red Devil rubbed his hands, and he chuckled twice: "Arthur, you are still too young, and your will is not as tough as King Solomon back then. There are some things I won't tell you , because you shouldn’t know. All of this is for your own good.”

Arthur curled his lips: "If you don't tell me, how do I know whether I should know? Agares, it's okay for you to fool others with these wheel words, so don't use them against me."

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the carriage stopped slowly.

The driver opened the window, turned to Arthur and said, "Mr. Inspector, Gresham College is here. I can only take you here. You are not allowed inside the Royal Society."

(End of this chapter)