what do you think sherlock

Chapter 154 Hansen and the investigation

A large group of people hide in a fixed area, no matter how clever the hiding technique is, and no matter how careful they are when doing things, it is still impossible to leave no trace.It's like throwing a boulder into a calm lake, no matter how clever the throwing technique is, it can't guarantee that the moment the stone falls into the water, it won't cause ripples.

But if the place where the stone fell into was not a calm lake but a boiling spring, then the layers of ripples belonging to the stone would be instantly swallowed by the surging torrent and disappear without a trace.

This is the problem Di Renjie is facing right now.

The East District, this is a rather tricky position. He had passed through here briefly when dealing with Russian agents.He was impressed by the squalor, chaos and poverty of the land at that time.

And it is too easy to hide a group of people in this environment, all official tentacles will fall into a state of deafness and blindness here, and there will not be the kind of detailed statistics that Di Renjie expected, even those in charge of gas and In the accounting office of the electric power company, there are only one bad debt after another that is difficult to verify.

Of course, in ordinary times, with the abilities of Di Renjie and Sherlock, it would not be too difficult to unravel this fog, but right now they are racing against time, every minute and every second It is extremely precious, and it is the best choice to spend a lot of effort to check this area.

Fortunately, Snakes and Rats have their own way. Although the Eastern District is chaotic and not under the control of the imperial government, it still has its own set of rules, and the gangsters of all sizes are entrenched in this rule.

As an old policeman, Lestrade has a lot of contacts in this area, and with the help of some colleagues in Scotland Yard, the gangs involved in the Goodfellas restaurant area have all sent their leaders or representatives.

The meeting place was chosen in a coffee shop in the East End.

Di Renjie, Sherlock, and Lestrade waited here, and saw the door of the cafe being pushed open, gang members of various shapes entered one after another, and soon filled the lobby of the cafe .

"Hey, tell me, what's the point of calling us here?" A grumpy-looking man with a red beard yelled loudly while shaking the wine glass in his hand.

"We need to find someone." Lestrade, as a familiar face, said on behalf of Di Renjie and Sherlock.

"Looking for someone?" The red-bearded man sneered, looked around, and saw that the representatives of the gangsters at the meeting showed some displeasure, and felt more confident:
"That's bad manners."

As the defenders of order in the Eastern District, the gang will cooperate with Scotland Yard on certain matters, but they will definitely not contribute to helping Scotland Yard catch fugitives.

After all, if you really want to count it, which one of you here is considered innocent?
Lestrade had long expected that they would have such a reaction, so he opened and closed his mouth slightly, and immediately said a reason he had prepared long ago:
"What we are going to arrest this time is a group of foreigners."

The big man with the red beard laughed even louder when he heard this sentence:
"The most indispensable thing here is foreigners. How do you tell us to find them, Mr. Police Officer?"

The Eastern District is full of rampant gangs, and many of these gangs have developed on the basis of immigrant mutual aid associations or fraternities. The bond between them is far stronger than in their homeland.

"It was a group of Egyptians, of course there may have been a few Zulus, Boers, and Congolese mixed in," Lestrade added.

But his supplement obviously couldn't make the group in front of him buy it.

"They have just been in London for less than a week, and they have been hiding in the Hilot Cemetery before. I don't think any of you have dealt with them, have you?"

Di Renjie said loudly that he had also handled many cases related to gang associations in his previous life, and he was very familiar with the mentality of these three religions and nine streams.It is not impossible to ask them to help, but firstly, there must be benefits, and secondly, the person to be arrested must have nothing to do with them.

In other words, only if they prove that the person is not their own, will they be willing to help.

In fact, in addition to these two methods, you can also use the method of overwhelming people or convincing people with virtue, and the effect may be better and faster.However, some operations can be used in the previous life, but now in this other world, there is a big difference in status, status, and worldly sophistication, but it is not suitable for direct copying.

"Another person who provides information will receive a reward of no less than 100 pounds, and if he can lead us to find the trace of that group of people, he will directly receive 2000 pounds."

In this day and age, 2000 pounds is not a small sum. Hearing such a generous bounty, several leaders were a little moved.

But it may be due to some kind of persistence, or because they couldn't save face, so several people looked at each other, but no one stood up first to break the silence.

Di Renjie's eyes moved repeatedly over the dozens of gang leaders and representatives, and suddenly his eyes stopped on a gang representative who looked very young.

This young gangster representative has a pair of clear eyes, the pupil color is dark, but there is a kind of hope-like light in the eyes.

This gaze made Di Renjie feel a little familiar, as if he had seen this young man before.

"What's your name, where is the jurisdiction of your gang?" Di Renjie stretched out his hand, inviting the young man who was at a loss to come to his side.

"My name is Hansen," the young man named Hansen stood up awkwardly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

He has a personality that gets more excited when he gets nervous, so the downcast eyes didn't put him under pressure, but calmed him down quickly.

"He is the current leader of the Black Lotus Society. Our gang's jurisdiction is mainly in the Lime House area."

Lime House, which is very close to Goodfellas.

Di Renjie's eyes lit up immediately.
-
Moriarty twirled the stirrer in his coffee cup and looked up at John Brown sitting across from him.

At this time, the handsome and strong man restrained his coercion, just like an ordinary middle-aged man, sitting quietly on the other side of the sofa.Although there was a whole rank difference between the two, Moriarty did not show much fear in front of each other. Of course, there was still some basic respect. The black or white property is well-organized, and Moriarty has a high status among the high-rises of Land of Never Sleeping, and he is even more appreciated by the fifth-level Undead Lord.

This allows him to have a relatively detached attitude when facing John Brown, the fourth-tier powerhouse.And among the many Tier 4 powerhouses in the entire Land of Never Sleeping, only he and Milverton can enjoy such an honor.

"The situation on the side of the Death Order still needs your help to cover up." John Brown took a sip of the mellow coffee, and then said:

"After all, they are foreigners and don't understand the rules of London. If they still have the unscrupulous attitude in Africa, I'm afraid they will cause a lot of trouble."

"I understand." Moriarty nodded, glanced at the clock, and said, "I've arranged a safe route for them, temporarily going to sea to avoid the wind, and wait until a week or two later. shore."

Speaking of this, Moriarty unconsciously showed a smile: "The excellent coastline is one of the few advantages of the empire."

John Brown showed a knowing smile, and then he raised his coffee to signal Moriarty: "Then I can rest assured, I will say hello to the Royal Navy and make sure they won't send warships to search for it."

"Then it will be safe, relying on the 'small sampans' of Scotland Yard and the Bureau of Secrecy, they can't keep up with our steamboat." Moriarty also raised his coffee and drank it down.

(End of this chapter)