A Weird Theater That Started In London

On August 11, 1888, the weather was fine.

Somewhere on the outskirts of London, three men were chatting. A bottle of cellar red wine was uncorked and stood on the dining table, while three tall glasses were filled with wine.

At this moment, Mr. Conan Doyle was holding a pipe and puffing: Hey, Mr. Lu Li, Professor Duke, are you sure you don't want to try it? In fact, nine out of ten gentlemen like to smoke, even those ladies I also think smoking is a very fashionable thing.”

As he spoke, he took out two wooden boxes from his bosom and pushed them over: Open it and have a look, I'll give you two presents.

A mouthful of thick smoke spewed out.

Conan Doyle took another breath.

After three days of getting along, Lu Li already knew that for this gentleman: smoke means life.

He simply didn't try to persuade him anymore, and took the wooden box made of exquisite materials directly, guessing what was inside:

The size of a palm, the thing is not too big, it is probably a small object like a pipe.

When I opened it, as expected, a pipe with beautiful wood grain was lying quietly on the flannel, and next to it were copper pressure rods, tobacco pouches and other accessories.

I asked the craftsman to make the top-quality briar wood pipe, don't you two try it?

Like the snake bewitching Adam, Mr. Doyle persuaded the two of them again.

Duke hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and loaded the cut tobacco in a dignified manner, then struck a match, and took a light puff.

Ahem...

He choked out directly: The smell is too strong, forget it, I'd better keep it as a souvenir.

And Lu Li, who was sitting on the far left, seemed to have expected it long ago, but he was not fooled. He was slowly sipping red wine, but unfortunately he didn't taste anything.

Mr. Doyle, don't embarrass Duke, he is not used to smoking such strong tobacco.

By the way, what's new in London recently, don't mention any murders, so as not to affect your mood.

Conan Doyle suppressed the tobacco, turned his head to think for a moment, and said, Well, a few imported goods came from the other side of the ocean yesterday. They are said to be more convenient than the telegraph, and they can chat far away. Those wealthy businessmen and nobles are rushing to buy these. A high-tech tool.

What's it called? I can't remember. Anyway, when my new book is published and I make money, I'll buy one too. I'll keep in touch when the time comes.

After the words fell, the smiles on the faces of Duke and Lu Li gradually disappeared. How could people from the two worlds keep in touch.

In silence.

The quick-minded Mr. Doyle noticed something and asked worriedly, What's wrong?

Hearing this, Lu Li put down his wine glass and decided to say the words he had prepared for a long time: To tell you the truth, Duke and I are going to venture across the ocean.

It's good for young people to go out and see more. If she is not married to Miss Hawkins, she doesn't want to be bumpy. I plan to go there too.

Talking about parting suddenly, Conan was not used to it. He forgot to ask Lu Li when he planned to leave, and directly asked, When will you come back? Remember to write a letter in advance to inform you that I will pick you up at the port, and... do you know the address of my home?

boom!

The sound of spotlights shining.

It seems that there is an old-fashioned camera that freezes time at this moment.

At the same time, with the white light and sound, Lu Li and Duke's vision blurred, their minds went blank, and they had no time to think.

After they regained their senses, they found that they had returned to that broken classroom, and on the forty seats, there were students who were also at a loss.

Of course, the only change is that everyone is wearing Western clothes, as if they have just participated in a British Victorian drama and have not had time to change.

It's just that the familiar objects in his hands are reminding everyone that this is not a dream, or acting in everyone's understanding.

No one wants to break the silence.

Until a boy covered in blood looked around and saw another person.

Silly X!

Dare to beat your father when school starts, go to hell!

As he said that, he drew the dagger from his waist and rushed over straight.

Logo man?

Lu Li remembered who this guy was.

Obviously, he was chosen by the chaotic camp and became a criminal. Moreover, he should have killed a lot of people within these five days.

Five days ago, apart from his arrogance, this guy had almost zero combat power. He was beaten by the muscular brother and was helpless, but now he can master the skills of using a dagger.

Ordinary people fight with daggers, and they usually swipe around blindly like punches, but doing so can only scratch the opponent's skin, which is painful but not fatal.

Therefore, experienced murderers like to stab people most, looking for the softest place in the human body that is not protected by bones, in order to kill with one blow.

In fact, Lu Li didn't realize that detective thinking had subtly changed his mind.

In other words, it is too deep into the drama.

In a flash of thought, the two had already reconnected. The muscular brother Gui was wearing the standard uniform of Scotland Yard, holding a baton, and a revolver on his waist.

But the distance is so close, drawing a gun to fight back is about waiting to die in place, because there is no time, so subconsciously, he turned sideways, caught it with his ribs, and then drew a stick to fight back.

Soon, the two wrestled into a ball, and when they met each other, they were already covered with scars.

The whole process was like an assassin versus a warrior.

It stands to reason that the muscular brother should have the upper hand, but because he was attacked by someone, he was stabbed first, and the guy didn't want to die at all, so the injury was relatively serious, and his clothes were already stained with blood at this moment.

Then again, the logo man didn't get any benefits. His entire face was bruised and swollen, and his leg bones seemed to be broken, making him unable to stand steadily.

Around the two of them, a large area of ​​tables and chairs fell down, and the affected people gathered in front of the classroom one after another, watching the play while guarding against someone sneaking up on them.

Lu Li and Duke looked at each other, and silently pulled out the revolver hanging from their waists. Unexpectedly, the gift from Mr. George Lasker would play a role in this place.

Almost at the same time, Yang Yuanyuan, who was sandwiched between the two, noticed this move and asked belatedly, What are you two going to do...

This freshman class is so wild? It's a good omen!

Suddenly, a tall ghostly figure appeared in front of everyone, and then, the two people who were fighting for their lives flew out backwards like a kite with a broken string.

boom! boom!

They were smashed straight into the walls, and the glass windows were shattered.

this……

Lu Li felt that his eyes were not enough.

Is this human speed?

It was so fast that he had a residual vision.

By the way, are those two guys still alive?

Before the class schedule came out, I started to ignore the school discipline. Do you still want to fight? I will accompany you to continue to have fun.

The cold voice sounded again.

At the same time, a man as strong as a black tower appeared in front of everyone.