Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

At first, Paul worried that the pumpkins were poisonous, so he got some prisoners from Claflin Prison to try them.To his surprise, the prisoners refused to let go of the little pumpkin and said it was the most delicious prison meal they had ever eaten.

After taking back another little pumpkin, Paul invited several royal nobles to enjoy a pumpkin feast with him.The aristocrats who are accustomed to eating big fish and meat on weekdays are full of praise for this delicacy made of small pumpkins.

After simple cooking, the small pumpkin retains its original taste to the greatest extent. It is not only smooth and palatable, but also sweeter than ordinary pumpkins. It tastes inexplicably happy.

Under the repeated questioning of the nobles, Paul did not disclose that the little pumpkin was bred by witchcraft, but only mentioned Xing Huan's name.The nobles immediately became interested in Xing Huan, which made Xing Huan's name flow into the upper class.

Relying on the delicacy of the little pumpkin, Xing Huan broke into the sight of the royal family and nobles.

Soon, Xing Huan received a large number of orders, either asking him to send the little pumpkin to this earl's mansion, or asking him to send the little pumpkin to that viscount's mansion.Xing Huan marked a high price, then hollowed out the backyard, and asked someone to send small pumpkins to the ten nobles who booked the fastest.

Edward kept the youngest one, and said angrily: "This is my son, you can't sell it to others!"

Xing Huan picked up the kitchen knife and happily cut his son in half.Immediately afterwards, he planted the pumpkin seeds inside into the red soil, made his son pumpkin soup, and ate it with relish.

When the nobles enjoyed these little pumpkins, Xing Huan earned a lot of money and an excellent reputation.Edward looked at the backyard alone, thinking that after a while, his son would bring his daughter back to him.

In fact, in addition to having a top taste, these small pumpkins can also have a tonic effect on wizards.Ordinary people will feel happy after eating it, and Xing Huan can convert its nutrition into energy in the body after eating it.

It is precisely because of this that Walt's grandfather will emphasize that in order to restore powerful witchcraft, giant pumpkins must be bred.Surrounded by the magic power of giant pumpkins, Xing Huan was able to summon Walt's parents.

Right now, the best way for Xing Huan to take over the treasured land downstream of Claflin Prison is to squeeze into the upper class first.And that precious wasteland is still in the hands of the royal family and nobles, and it is currently under the name of Victor, and it still needs to wait for the opportunity.

Victor also tasted Xing Huan's little pumpkin, but he sneered at it.

There's no denying the taste of gnocchi is fantastic.But Victor hated Xing Huan deeply, and often belittled Xing Huan's little pumpkin in high-level social occasions, which made Paul, the intermediary, lose face.

After returning to the Earl's Mansion, Paul said with a straight face, "Mel, can't you restrain yourself a little?"

"Oh, Paul, I forbid you to call me Mel! We are still husband and wife, and my surname is Maguire!"

"Okay, Victor." Paul said helplessly, "Why do you hate Mr. Lemon so much? In my opinion, Mr. Lemon is an excellent detective, and even an excellent farmer."

"God, you call that backyard a farm?" Victor yelled. "I'm not going to eat those bloody pumpkins again! They feel weird, like they've been enchanted!"

Paul looked away and said without a tone: "Don't forget, the Lemon family has been farmers for generations. I'm not surprised that Mr. Lemon can grow such pumpkins in a barren environment. ’ So saying, he sat down in the armchair with his pipe in his mouth.

Victor snorted coldly and said, "Unfortunately, he is not a royal nobleman. His manor has been confiscated by the government, and it has long been in the hands of Earl Smith."

Ever since the secrets of the Lymon family were exposed, even if Xing Huan was innocent and born in an ordinary noble family, he was not qualified to take back the manor.

Victor had already found out these things clearly. Ordinary nobles would never be able to compare with royal nobles with titles, and only members of the royal family had the right to entrusted land.

This also means that it is absolutely impossible for Xing Huan to ride on his head.

Thinking of this, Victor felt much more comfortable.After all, he is a baron, but Paul is a man with the title of earl.Even if Paul abused himself again, he would not treat Xing Huan differently.

During the time Victor babbled, Paul had only one thought: This bitch thinks too much.

Sighing, Paul simply left the hall.As soon as he walked to the door, he suddenly froze in place, as if he had thought of something...

Then, he slapped his forehead, showing a suddenly realized expression.

No wonder he felt that Xing Huan looked so familiar, just because Xing Huan looked like a member of the royal family.

Moreover, this member of the royal family... is also the grandson of the Duke!

Paul couldn't help laughing, and then left the Earl's Mansion under Victor's gaze, preparing to visit the Duke, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

As Paul's carriage went further and further, Victor's suspicions became deeper and deeper.Could it be that his Paul fell in love with that nasty detective?But after thinking about it, Xing Huan is just a bug living in a slum, and Paul will never fall in love with him no matter what.

On the other hand, Xing Huan felt that Victor was more like an upstart.

In terms of the ranking of the five nobles, the baron ranks last, the earl ranks third, and the duke is the supreme honor, second only to the king or prince, and is the highest royal noble.

Xing Huan didn't pay attention to a mere baron who came out to act as a monster every day.

Fortunately, Edward's police officers were particularly good, and they drove Victor out of Witch Street every time without losing grace.Moreover, the poor in Wu Crow Street are more or less hostile to the rich, and they don't welcome Victor. They prefer Xing Huan with innocent eyes and Inspector Edward who is upright.

On the last day of vacation, Edward dressed in a police uniform and knocked on Xing Huan's door again.As he was about to return to Scotland Yard, Edward suddenly looked forward to his retirement.

Xing Huan kissed Edward's cheek, and said sullenly, "Big tail wolf, what excuse do you want to use to enter the house this time?"

"I'm coming to see my son and daughter."

"No."

"Let me help you fix your leaky roof."

"The roof is not leaking."

"Oh, that's really a pity." Edward's brown eyes flashed, and a walking stick emerged from behind him.Before Xing Huan could react, he poked the ceiling with his cane, and the roof leaked instantly...Under Xing Huan's glaring gaze, he chuckled and said, "Now, can I fix it for you?"

Damn, this bastard is still stubborn!Xing Huan stepped aside, then burst out laughing.

The cheerful laughter infected Edward, and he hugged Xing Huan in his arms at once, making up his mind again to arrest Jack the Ripper.He couldn't allow this villain to go unpunished and threaten his lover, and these children living in the slums.

After the two worked together to repair the roof, the police officers patrolling Wu Crow Street approached the door.

"Inspector Edward, are you ready to go back to Scotland Yard?" The police officer first gave a military salute, and then handed the police cap to Edward.

Edward took the hat silently and turned to look at Xing Huan.

"You have to wear it if you don't like it. Protect your head." Xing Huan nodded and took the police cap again.

Edward no longer resisted, and bent down towards Xing Huan.It wasn't until Xing Huan put the police cap on top of his head that he stood up straight, looking more heroic than ever.

At this time, the onlookers on Wucrow Street broke out in warm applause!

"Inspector Edward, when do you plan to marry our great detective?"

"Hey, did you see that? Mr. Lemon blushed, he is so cute!"

Isabel even grabbed the neighbor beside her and shouted: "What I said before, Inspector Edward must have fallen in love with Walter. This is absolutely true. If you are willing to bet, give me the money!"

Xing Huan and Edward: "..."

"Honey, I'm going back to Scotland Yard first, and I'll report on the weekend." After finishing speaking, Edward gave a military salute to the onlookers, and then left Witch Street with a breeze.

Amid the warm applause from the crowd, Xing Huan closed the door and took another sip of the sweet pumpkin soup.He laughed while drinking, just because he can play uniform temptation again...

Two weeks later, a new clue to the Jack the Ripper case came from a missing child case received by Inspector Evan.

At the same time, Edward heard that the Duke is looking for Xing Huan.

"Are you sure it's Duke Andrew Maclean?" Edward frowned tightly, holding on to the police officer.

The police officer smiled wryly: "Yes, Inspector Edward, it is indeed Duke McLean. I heard that he wants Mr. Lemon to investigate a disappearance case. I don't know if it is the case we are investigating."

"Impossible." Edward let go of the police officer and muttered to himself, "Why is the little rabbit always being targeted by these royal nobles?"

Hearing this sentence, Evan took off his police cap and said with a smile: "However, I finally know who your little rabbit is."

In the basement, Xing Huan also caught wind and grass, and learned that the Duke's guards were on their way.

Before this, Isabel had already warned him, claiming that the Duke had a very bad temper, and she might try to make things difficult for him.

Xing Huan drank the pumpkin soup silently, and then had an idea, used the witchcraft he had accumulated during this period to tamper with the contract, making it a more domineering contract: instead of the random punishment system, there was an earth-shattering cry The absolute punishment of ghosts and gods!

Immediately afterwards, he quickly looked up the Duke's information on his smart watch, and learned that this man was already old.

Xing Huan laughed and said, "Old fox, let me see his white hair."

The uncle immediately popped up the photo of the Duke, and exclaimed, "Master Huanhuan, take a closer look at the boy standing beside Duke McLean."

I saw that the Duke in this photo is still very young, and the boy next to him looks exactly like Xing Huan!

Xing Huan raised his eyebrows, and called up all the boy's information.

The boy's name was Peter McLean, and he was the duke's grandson, who had died many years ago.

"So, the Duke misses his grandson." Xing Huan grinned, and then changed into his best outfit, planning to meet the old fox.