Embers of Embers

Chapter 88 The Peaceful Life
The streets of Old Dunling are often crowded, so it is particularly difficult for someone to run, like a fish walking in the mud. It is difficult to move even if you try your best.
The great detective sped up his pace, walking through the crowd with strange swiftness, leaving those who were following him far behind. Finally, he turned into an alley, took off his deerstalking hat, and put The suppressed pale blond hair was messed up hard, and he took off his windbreaker and put it on backwards. Then he touched the dirty ground with his hands and wiped the dust and muddy water on his face.
He threw the cane into the trash can nearby, and then sat down next to the homeless man in the corner. The man was sleeping soundly wrapped in a dirty blanket, but suddenly someone disturbed his dream. The detective forcefully Squeezing into his blanket, as close as brothers.
In less than half a minute, another group of people rushed into the alley. They didn't hide the guns in their hands, yelling and cursing. Obviously, they didn't care about the two embracing brothers and sisters, and continued to pursue in the direction of the alley.
After about a minute, Lorenzo climbed up from the garbage pile. The homeless man opened his sleepy eyes. He was still a little unclear about what happened, but he heard a thank you and a few coins falling in front of him. coin.
Taking out his cane, Lorenzo slightly adjusted his clothes to look less embarrassed as possible, and then strode into the street. Not long after, a carriage stopped in front of him, and then the door opened.
"To be honest, Mr. Holmes, the smell you have now is really not very welcome."
Officer Price looked at the detective and frowned. It smelled like stinky cheese mixed with rotten fruit that had been stuffed into the oven.
But obviously Lorenzo doesn't care about this. He even climbed through the furnace pillar system of the old Dunling before. In order to ensure that the Black Death does not break out again in history, the entire underground drainage has a complicated process. What about the regular injection of disinfectant? , followed by steam of several hundred degrees passing by.
Lorenzo was almost cooked by the high-temperature steam.
"But I think this thing should be quite popular, right?"
Lorenzo said as he took out a letter. The envelope was full of stains, but the letter inside was still very clean.
"Marquis Balov's proof of bribery."
Price's hand trembled, as if he didn't expect this detective to be so efficient.
"How did you do it? That guy was very careful."
Su Yalan's Office has been investigating Marquis Balov's bribery case for a long time. This guy embezzled a large amount of money, but has been unable to arrest him due to lack of evidence.
"I know, there are guards protecting him 24 hours a day, not to mention prying things out of his mouth, it seems difficult to see him."
Lorenzo is extremely confident. He likes this kind of time to show his strength. Sometimes he wishes that these people would beg him and ask him how he did it.
"But everyone will have that absolutely private moment. When you can only be alone, just seize that opportunity."
"When you can only be alone..."
Price's expression was slightly bad, as if he had thought of something bad, as if he was in the bathroom at this moment, and when he was taking off his pants, a gun was put to his head... To be honest, if it were replaced Press, in order to put his trousers on, he will also give everything away.
"What are you thinking about? It's the bath."
Lorenzo quickly interrupted Pres's damned thoughts.
"This is one of the few hobbies of this guy. The bath was hazy with mist. I guess he didn't even see me clearly."
Lorenzo was extremely proud.
After suppressing his surprise, Price put away the letter, and then the carriage stopped, Lorenzo drew the curtains, and Cork Street arrived.
"So like before?"
"Yes, the remuneration will be sent directly to your account, just check it carefully."
Lorenzo nodded, then opened the car door and left.
Winter has entered Old Dunling, and everything has a desolate feel, with coldness spreading in every corner.
More than half a month had passed since his conversation with Arthur. Lorenzo originally thought that Arthur would really not spy on him. However, the next day, people from Su Alan Hall came to the door. At that time, Lorenzo's Winches Te was standing behind the door. If it weren't for the shrike in a wheelchair who came to negotiate, he might have really fought his way out of Old Dunling.
This was an invitation from Arthur, although it was in the name of Suaran Hall. It was said that they had seen Lorenzo's ability and invited him to become an external detective of Suaran Hall, and he would be charged on a case-by-case basis.
In fact, this is also a kind of surveillance. Lorenzo wanted to refuse loudly, but the money he gave was too much. Not only did Lorenzo have enough money to pay the rent, but he could even pay Mrs. Verde to do it for him. dinner.
I remember that Mrs. Van Rude's first reaction was to ask Lorenzo where he buried the money and what the specific process was for robbing a bank. Although she was old, she could still drive a carriage.
Well, forget about that damn old lady for a second.
Apart from money, Arthur showed his kindness as much as possible, and the entire old Dunling opened countless shortcuts for Lorenzo.
So Lorenzo became a more serious detective, at least he had a name in Suaran Hall.
Officer Price, whom he had met several times, became his contact. Lorenzo originally thought it would be Eve, but Officer Price said that the unlucky child seemed to have been detained by the Duke of Phoenix.
Pushing open the door of 121A Cork Street, the rancid smell of his body mixed with the fresh fragrance of the room. He had no reaction in the car before, but at this moment Lorenzo actually felt like retching. Fortunately, He didn't vomit it out in the end, after all, Mrs. Van Lude repeatedly emphasized to him the expensiveness of the carpet.
After struggling to climb to the second floor, the door on the other side opened a small crack. Lorenzo was confused at first, but when the faint snoring sounded, he finally realized that his long-lost roommate was actually there. Still alive!
Okay, don't disturb this 007 returned social beast yet. Lorenzo walked into his room door, threw his clothes into the basket, and then climbed into the bathtub.
To be honest, Lorenzo suddenly felt that he was normal during this period. He didn't have to go to the downtown area, he didn't have to take out a gun to kill people, and he went to the Su Yalan Hall to check in and investigate the case on time every day. It was simply not normal, but it was so normal for Lorenzo. On the contrary, Renzo felt a little abnormal. Even now, he couldn't believe that his life would really calm down.
"Ah...life is wonderful."
Lorenzo couldn't help but sigh, his eyes glanced around casually, and finally fell outside the door.
He didn't close the door, after all, this was his room, but now at the end of his field of vision, there was a person sitting on his favorite sofa.
The customary surprise and horror were mixed together, but there was an indescribable feeling of helplessness. Lorenzo was a little unsure of how much she had seen. Although Lorenzo was shameless, the way he stripped off and climbed into the bathtub was really not that good. nice.
"when did you come?"
he asked.
The girl thought for a while and settled into a comfortable position.
"always there."
Ah...very annoying...
Covering his old face in embarrassment, Lorenzo slumped in the bathtub, but just like a last-ditch blow, the corners of the girl's mouth that had always been cold and cold were barely raised, and it looked more like a cold mockery than a smile.
"Seriously, you really stink."
(End of this chapter)