A Weird Theater That Started In London

Eight o'clock in the evening.

The rain showed no signs of abating, but Pan Ming was not disturbed. He spent four pounds to get things done.

At first, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper did not agree to do so.

However, Pan Ming was willing to add more money and add a temporarily made up white lie. The editor-in-chief immediately patted his chest and said that there was a section of the advertisement page that was empty, so he could add the missing person notice.

I hope you find your best friend soon.

Until now, the editor-in-chief's sincere blessings are still echoing in my ears.

This made Pan Ming feel much better, walking in the rain like a ghost.

Since I came to this world, I haven't gone out for a stroll, and I eat boiled potatoes in salted water to deal with it every day...

Looking at the lights in the distance, Pan Ming murmured in his heart, he couldn't think of what urgent things he should do before getting in touch with Lu Li.

It's a kind of trust.

Trust in Lu Li's sense of smell.

In Pan Ming's view, the opponent can always find a good entry point, which is related to intuition and judgment.

Just like the bloodline world, the center of the incident was in New York City, but he avoided everything perfectly and went to Europe to escort two mushrooms back.

Because of this, Pan Ming doesn't trust himself very much when it comes to finding missions, just like people with road idiot attributes. If he has a choice, he'd better follow his friends.

As for Duke...

This guy's lucky attribute is almost full.

If Duke's personal experience were sorted out and posted on the campus forum, there would be a high probability that a bunch of lemon essence would explode, and he wanted to replace it.

Three pennies to warm your hands and fill your stomach.

Three pennies to warm your hands and fill your stomach.

Shouts echoed in the rain.

A penny buys food and fills the stomach.

A penny for coffee and warming hands.

The last penny, collected only in heavy rain, provides a shelter for those who need it.

Before he knew it, Pan Minghuang came to an unknown small square, which was full of stalls.

Some are very simple, with a roof, a few charcoal stoves, and blankets to block the wind;

Some looked well-equipped, between the gypsy tent and the shop, with benches, tables, and huge tin boilers bubbling steam visible through gaps.

Warm your hands and fill your stomach, let's take a look.

The extremely penetrating voice sounded again in the rainy night.

Pan Ming gradually revealed his figure, held up his umbrella, and walked towards the largest tent.

Seven or eight lights made the inside look extraordinarily bright, and more than a dozen tables were covered with cloth and tableware was placed on them.

Jingle.

The sound of the metal knife and fork colliding with the plate came to his ears, and Pan Ming secretly swallowed his saliva.

In the past few days when he was missing, he either ate potatoes boiled in salt water or baked potatoes over charcoal fire. If the potion could fill his stomach, he had to count this stuff.

welcome.

As soon as Pan Ming found a place to sit, a foreman came over to serve him immediately, announcing the price in what he thought was the sweetest voice:

Sir, we have roast beef, lamb, leg of lamb and onions, sautéed veal and salad with parsley, ham and peas, pork chops, duck, lobster sauce and new potatoes.

It's not that Pan Ming has never seen service with a smile. In this world, he often goes to restaurants that are hundreds of times more upscale than this one, and he belongs to the VIPs among the VIPs.

Just as Young Master Pan was about to order a meal with restraint, these three words, Xin Tudou, broke his defenses instantly.

A pork chop with cold parsley and half a pint of stout.

Pork steak is a shilling, parsley twopence, a half pint a shilling and twopence, plus twopence for tip, and twopence for heating...

Since Pan Ming was a stranger, the head waiter asked him to pay before serving the dishes with warm words.

Rip off?

The thought was gone in a flash.

Pan Ming didn't bother to think about it, so he paid the money without hesitation, thinking in his heart how to steal from the rich and help the poor.

In this regard, he is strikingly similar to Duke.

the other side of the city.

Officer Wensley, what do you want to eat? Just order.

Duke pushed the menu to old acquaintances.

This is a high-end restaurant in the Financial City, not only provides food, but also provides newspapers and hundreds of rolls of magazines, and even a conversation booth, cigar room.

For the middle class, that is, the current Lu Li, coming to this place to eat is already beyond his financial ability.

But with Duke around, none of that is a problem.

God knows, he asked the capitalist how much he borrowed, and after buying the high-end carriage, he still had money to invite Police Officer Wensley to dinner.

At this moment, Xiaomi Gao has fallen into confusion.

This morning, Duke was still wearing the clothes of a dust collector, walking around the streets, struggling to make ends meet.

Now he has transformed into an upper-class person who goes in and out of high-end places, and even he is following behind.

This is the financial city!

An inch of gold and an inch of land.

It's not necessary.

Wensley was a little puzzled, and said carefully, The two are our advisors at Scotland Yard, who protect the safety of millions of London residents. How about changing the place, please?

Although he really wanted to show off his pride, Officer Wensley knew that his economic strength did not allow him to treat guests in this kind of place.

It's okay, it's the same for anyone.

With a big wave of Duke's hand, he almost had his inhumanity etched on his face.

For this, Lu Li couldn't help helping his forehead.

It's raining heavily outside, so what's the point of inviting someone over for dinner?

However, there was really nothing serious to do tonight.

If there hadn't been a heavy rainstorm, Lu Li planned to go to the place where the latest murder occurred. After all, his sense of smell was a cheating tool, much more reliable than any reasoning, but the rain and strong wind ruined everything.

It's not bad to think that it's okay to be idle around, go out to have a meal together, and get in touch with each other.

How about four pieces of lamb chops, a little ham, and some beef bone marrow? Wensley put down the menu, his tone full of uncertainty, and at the same time, he added: I'm very full at noon, and I'm not very hungry.

In fact, Mr. Police Officer was so hungry that his chest was on his back, but the prices on the menu made him reluctant to order too much.

A cheesesteak costs six shillings, or six silver coins.

It would cost a few quid to eat anything, and if he ate freely, he, a senior superintendent, would not be able to get enough for a whole month's salary.

Based on this, let me order a few more dishes.

An understated smile appeared on Duke's face.

From Xiaomi Gao's point of view, this is full of weirdness.

Collect - ashes! Collect - ashes!

The demonic shouts he heard in the morning reverberated in Mi Gao's mind. He suspected that this was the eccentricity of rich people, who liked to be a guest and experience life.

Out of trust in Lu Li, the little guy didn't consider the aspect of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Of course, he won't talk nonsense.

Secret lamb chops, oxtail soup, pan-fried flounder, lobster sauce...

Duke called the waiter and ordered softly.

On the left, Lu Li looked down at the free newspapers, including those printed by major newspapers, unscrupulous tabloids, and frivolous newspapers.