Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

After waking up, Xing Huan glanced at the cobwebs on the ceiling, and found that he was lying on the bed in the basement, and turned his head to look beside the bed.

Edward's uniform was slung over the rickety chair, and Edward himself stood by the window admiring the moonlight through the thick mist.

He was wearing a white shirt without a pectoral, and a black waistcoat over the shirt, outlining his tall and straight figure.For the convenience of movement, he did not wear a tie, and his sturdy back has hardly moved since just now.

Xing Huan didn't have a nosebleed before, but he almost erupted again when he saw this scene.So, he quietly covered his nose, and took out the pill from the exclusive space.After swallowing the pill, he felt much better and couldn't help humming a little song.

Edward withdrew his thoughts and turned around slowly.During this period, he kept his right hand on the gun bag at his waist, and the vigilance in his eyes was very clear.

Since Xing Huan's songs are always far-fetched, Edward thought he was still sick, so he let go of his right hand.

"Inspector, thank you for sending me home." Xing Huan looked sideways at Edward, not forgetting his panting, "Hiss, my head hurts, can you pass me a glass of water?"

After watching for a moment, Edward looked away, walked to the workbench silently, and poured a glass of water for Xing Huan.Xing Huan took the water glass, took two sips and started coughing, then lay back on the bed with his hands limp, looking hopeless.

After a long time, Edward said lightly: "I'm leaving." After that, he put the water glass back on the workbench, and put on his uniform jacket again.

He was about to open the door when Xing Huan said with a light smile, "You haven't apologized to me yet."

After a pause, Edward turned his head to look at Xing Huan, with disdain in his eyes: "I'll talk about the apology later, I'm going to investigate the case of Jack the Ripper."

Oh, what a pervert, what a dead duck.Xing Huan stroked his forehead with the back of his hand, and said with blurred eyes: "You can go if you want, please move the wooden box to me first, okay?"

What kind of tricks does this kid want to play?Edward raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "What are you doing with the box?"

Xing Huan kicked his weak calf and said, "I want to sleep with the box in my arms."

"..."

"I was going to the market to buy vegetables today, and I bought a pillow on the way back. I didn't expect you to come to visit suddenly, which made me waste a day." Xing Huan turned sideways, pretending to be sobbing. Voice, "You, you still pointed a gun at me, an innocent person!"

"..."

"I was born aristocrats and never been in a slum, let alone in a basement. I admit, it's me being squeamish, but it's also you Scotland Yard... I've done something wrong, I'm already trying to make a living... I used to live When I was in a small town, I had no worries about food and clothing, but now that I am sick, my parents and servants are not around, maybe one day I will die in bed, and no one will find my body..." Speaking of this, Xing Huan was already in tears.

"..." You-yu-xi-du-jia-organize-organize, more-more-exquisite-color-respect-please-close-note.

"You won't let me go, you still won't let me go! The government confiscated my property, you broke the wooden box my grandfather left me, I can't even buy a decent pillow, and I can't hold my loved ones Do you want to sleep with your belongings? Except for this box, I have nothing left..." Xing Huan bit the quilt desperately, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"Stop!" Edward made a gesture of surrender, "I understand, I understand, I'll go buy you a pillow right now." Before Xing Huan could imitate the scream, he turned and opened the door.

Xing Huan immediately turned around, with a proud expression on his face: "Remember to buy soft pillows, I don't like pillows that are too hard. Also, for the sake of wronging me by you, you still put your grandfather's Give it back to me."

"..." Edward made a helpless expression, and slammed the door shut.

As soon as Edward walked away, Xing Huan rolled around hugging the quilt.When he was tired from playing, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Hell.Edward closed his collar and walked forward against the evening wind.It was only when he walked onto the street that he remembered that it was already very late, where should he go to buy a pillow?

At this time, a policeman ran over and gave him a military salute.

"Inspector Edward, I am in charge of patrolling Witch Street tonight. Everything is normal and no suspicious persons have been found."

Edward nodded, then flashed his brown eyes, and said: "Although Jack has not committed another crime, he must strengthen street patrols, especially in the nearby slums. Go and tell your Inspector Evan that as long as there are children missing report to me immediately."

"Yes, Inspector Edward." The policeman maintained his military posture and looked towards the basement. "Do we still need to keep an eye on Mr. Lemon?"

Edward turned his head to look behind him, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

At the bottom of the dilapidated steps, a sign reading "Lemon Detective Agency" was hung up and down by the door, and only a mouse would eat it.But just a few hours ago, Edward satirized Xing Huan as a street rat...

Looking back, Edward said lightly: "No, I will monitor him."

"Yes, Inspector Edward. Are you going back to Scotland Yard?"

Edward continued to walk forward, saying as he walked, "I'm going to buy a pillow."

"Huh?" The police officer scratched his head, but did not rush to follow.

Compared with Jack the Ripper, Edward felt that Xing Huan was more difficult to deal with.Until Edward disappeared at the end of Witch Street, the police continued to patrol the street with flashlights.

After planting a big pumpkin in his dream, Xing Huan slept until dawn.Edward just knocked on the door, and he dragged the quilt and walked to the door.

"Here." Edward stuffed the pillow into Xing Huan's arms, "As long as I catch Jack, I will definitely apologize to you formally." After that, he moved some miscellaneous things into the room.

Xing Huan took a quick glance and found that these things were all grandfather's relics.Afterwards, he knelt down and quickly searched for the page of planting records.

Edward was about to leave when Xing Huan suddenly stopped him: "Inspector, my grandfather's relics are more than these, what about other things?"

"I can't give you anything related to witchcraft." Edward straightened his cuffs and met Xing Huan's gaze.

Almost at the same time, Xing Huan looked away without showing the desire in his heart.Edward no longer suspects that he is Jack, but he is still on Edward's blacklist because he is a descendant of wizards.

However, it was this small detail that made Edward sure that Xing Huan had a ghost in his heart.

"Mr. Lemon."

"You can just call me Walter." Xing Huan blew out the candle on the workbench and sat back on the bed. "I am a detective now, and I am also very interested in Jack's case. However, what we are facing now It is a mysterious organization, I suggest you start investigating from the clown mask."

"About this, I have already communicated to my subordinates, and they will conduct a targeted investigation on the clown mask, so you don't need to trouble yourself."

"Well, you can go." Xing Huan pinched the pillow and started to chase people away.

As long as the wild man doesn't disrupt the situation, he can plan his fortune with peace of mind.As for whether Edward can arrest Jack the Ripper, it will not affect his original plan.

Edward didn't leave, and looked at Xing Huan for a while.Rather than looking at it, he was more like admiring the little rabbit in front of him.

Xing Huan was wrapped in a quilt, his black hair curled up stubbornly, looking very lazy.Since he had just woken up, the blur in his eyes made his charming expression even more full.Even though he was wearing the cheapest gray dressing gown, he wore this bathrobe with an aristocratic air.

Gradually, Edward became a little lost in thought.He looked down at Xing Huan, and inadvertently saw the collarbone and pectoral muscles through the neckline of the dressing gown.After regaining consciousness, Edward's face was stained red, and then left the room without disturbing Xing Huan.

With a bang, Xing Huan looked towards the door.This bastard can't even say "goodbye"?

At this time, Xing Huan heard movement outside, so he tiptoed to the door.

"Inspector Edward, I have reported your instructions to Inspector Evan. He is on a mission in the East District. I hope you can rush there as soon as possible."

"Have you found a missing child case?"

"Yes, Inspector Edward. However, it seems that there are many disappearances in the past near Whitechapel."

Edward's eyes sank, he turned his head and glanced at the basement, then quickly walked up the street, and got into the carriage waiting on the side of the road.

It can be deduced from Walt's memory that it was Daniel's alcoholic father who called the police this time.However, he did not find Walt, but directly found Inspector Evan.The matter was finally settled, and Daniel's whereabouts have been unknown.

However, the wild man was not at Scotland Yard, so Xing Huan was able to act.

He knew that Edward would be in Whitechapel all day, and that he would go drinking with Inspector Evan in the evening.Evan Cavill has just moved to a new home and has invited a number of colleagues from Scotland Yard.

This also means that Scotland Yard will be extremely quiet tonight, and Xing Huan will take back that page of the planting manual no matter what.

He waited patiently until midnight, then donned the dark cloak again.After the police officers patrolling the street were far away, he quietly got into a carriage and went straight to Scotland Yard.

After all, this was London at the end of the 19th century, and it was a piece of cake for Xing Huan to break through Scotland Yard's guard.Soon, he climbed the high wall and slipped into Edward's office.There is a retro-style bookcase in the office, which is full of various documents.

Xing Huan pulled out the file belonging to Walter Lemon, then snorted coldly, and drew a cross on it.Afterwards, he sat on Edward's chair, resisted the urge to take it back to the basement, and rummaged through his grandfather's belongings.

However, no matter how hard he searched, he just couldn't find the most important page.

Where the hell did Wild Man hide it?Xing Huan put his legs on the wooden table and began to recall Edward's every move.

Meanwhile, Edward was sitting at the bar, leaning aside with slightly drunken eyes, not chatting with his Scotland Yard colleagues.

Evan joked: "Edward, what happened to you today? From the way you look, could it be that you have a crush on some girl, or some gentleman?"

Edward smiled faintly and said, "Evan, I just want to arrest Jack the Ripper." Afterwards, he flicked the ice cubes in the wine glass and remembered what was in his pocket.

The most important page was hidden in Edward's pocket.

After making sure that the things were still there, Edward took another sip of whiskey—little rabbit, if you want, come to me.