The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 677 Ch Fonseca

Roland has been in London for quite a while, but he has never been to the Red Street.

This made Fernandez, the captain, very dissatisfied - a normal, healthy and normal man, and his deputy.

He refused the invitation repeatedly.

He didn't think Roland had any "problems", but he was too "eccentric" and had some fake and non-existent "bottom line".

He wanted to see Roland panic, which would probably make him laugh for a whole year.

Fonseca House.

The name of this building.

The woman who entertained Roland and Fernandez was named Gilles Fonseca.

Everything was clear.

She had a head of golden hair that should not be sacred here, winding over the equally sacred sides. Her eyebrows were very thin, her brown eyes were big and bright, and with a slightly round nose and upturned lips, she always gave people the illusion of waiting for a kiss.

She didn't have the curves that were worth discussing again and again like other prostitutes, and she was quite self-aware and avoided styles that needed to be exposed to show her beauty.

When she entered the door, she took off her soft shoes first, stepped on the carpet barefoot, and the folds of her skirt covered her ripe lychee toenails.

Then, she stroked Fernandez's coat with her fingers for a few times.

"It's raining, Devonson."

Instead of showing the joy of being visited, she gently blamed him. She walked into the house quickly, heated up a little fire, and took off two thin blankets from the edge of the bed, handing them to Fernandez and Roland respectively.

It was as if she had known Roland for a long time.

"My friend, Roland Collins."

Fernandez kissed her and introduced her.

"Of course, Mr. Collins. I often hear Devinson talk about your deeds, almost praising you to the sky."

She didn't look like a well-trained servant, but more like a real lover in her leisurely manner. After filling up the wine that had been prepared long ago, she also found a corner for herself - the piano in the corner.

It was not much different from what Roland heard in the Ilet Art Association.

At least he himself couldn't tell the difference.

"How is it," Fernandez found Roland surprised and couldn't help but feel proud: "Country boy."

Roland silently took a still hot French fry from the small bamboo frame on the coffee table and put it in his mouth: "You didn't tell me that you found a 'mother'..."

Mother does not refer to age, but identity.

"Don't use your vulgar and vulgar mind to speculate on the relationship between me and Giles."

Fernandez curled his lips: "She is a good woman, unlike other lies. If you have met her, you will know that she is different from others..."

Roland believes that everyone is different from others.

This cannot be considered an 'advantage'.

"So, every time you come here, you are exploring how different she is from others?"

Fernandez chuckled twice and lowered his voice: "Only when you become a man can you understand. Giles has several sisters, do you plan to-"

"I don't have money, Fernandez."

"I'll treat you."

"I'm not a man, Fernandez."

Fernandez: ...

"Don't be so disappointing," the captain rubbed his red nose and told Roland mysteriously: "I never have to spend a penny."

Because of him, the House of Fonseca never paid taxes to those black vultures.

No police dared to break in and say, 'If you don't pay, you can use other places to compensate'-there have been such blind people, but later they didn't grow teeth.

"Thank you for adding a rich and colorful stroke to the notorious burners."

"You're welcome."

Of course.

This is due to Fernandez's contribution, but it is also due to the House of Fonseca.

Those themed brothels are the real targets of the police: there are many customers, and the age of each mother's "raising" daughter is also very different - in addition to some popular themes that will never be infected, in order to be clean, mothers will also provide younger brand new goods to those gentlemen with money in their pockets.

After confirmation, use chloroform anesthetics to make the whole process no longer painful - or struggling.

Only three to five pounds.

Fonseca House is not. There are too few girls here, and most of the business is long-term rental, serving those nobles or politicians with little status. The police are unwilling to provoke these "wise women" who talk about art but not people's livelihood -

Now, their mothers have found an executive as a lover.

There is no need to come at all.

"Don't get involved with those bookstores recently. You should know what I mean - if you have a friend who runs a bookstore, stay away from him."

Fernandez suddenly mentioned.

"In the newspaper. You know what happened, right?"

"A blasphemer." Roland took a sip, and the strong wine burned on the tip of his tongue.

"Oh, you think he blasphemed God," Fernandez smiled, and added a hint of questioning in his words: "Aren't you curious why the Inquisition remained silent about this?"

"Aren't we 'taking refuge' with the Queen?" Roland looked surprised: "Obviously, the fact that 'it's not God's creation' is more beneficial to our Majesty."

Fernandez's expression was as surprised as Roland's.

It was like seeing a woman with three breasts.

"Have you been studying secretly recently?"

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Roland:...

He teased a few words, and his tone suddenly became a little gloomy: "So, do you think what he said makes sense?"

"That Mr. Darwin?"

"Yeah."

"This is not a question that a devout believer, a sharp blade under the throne, should ask, Fernandez."

"Just a hypothesis, a hypothesis," Fernandez leaned back and looked at the woman who was concentrating on playing not far away: "Suppose what he said is true... The benefactor is above, that is too incredible..."

How can humans be the same as other animals?

They are born superior, and they should never and cannot have a period of humble struggle like pigs, dogs, cows and sheep.

Fernandez did not want to get any real answers from Roland, but this book that appeared recently made too many people upset-speaking of it, there is a funny thing.

Among all the crown god sects, only the Holy Cross promotes "God's creation" and notes this in the doctrine.

The fierce conflict caused by "evolution theory" is not difficult to foresee.

But there is another sect that is also expressing dissatisfaction.

"You will never guess," Fernandez raised his eyebrows: ""The Great Whirlpool". A ritualist of the Great Whirlpool smashed a bookstore last night, including the owner of the bookstore. When the people from the Supervisory Bureau arrived, the ruins were full of vines..."

The Great Whirlpool?

"They should support it more, right?" Roland was puzzled. The Great Whirlpool is closer to nature than any other sect. Although the Mother Tree and the Fang of the Beast have some minor differences in their understanding of "nature" and "life", in general, their consistent argument is:

All things are equal.

Isn't it?

Even if one side personally demonstrates equality, while the other side ignores it.

"They can't accept it, Roland, those hypocritical plant heads can't accept it," Fernandez drank the wine in one gulp, and said sarcastically in a deep voice: "All things are equal under the self, Roland. I have said it long ago, when you have too much contact with these people, you will know how hypocritical they are..."

"Equality is only under the self, but if you want me to participate in this "equality"..."

"How is it possible? "

Just like Fernandez, just like the citizens who grew up listening to the Book of Eden.

These people who are close to nature dislike and even hate the author of this book even more - because once he spreads it widely (which he has already done), it will make one of the teachings of the Great Vortex seem particularly humorous:

We are the eldest sons of Eve, and we must treat the bodies and souls of our brothers and sisters equally.

The condescending "help" and "preaching" all turned into ridicule after the appearance of this book that almost subverted traditional biological concepts.

Now, you are truly equal.

"Some activists in the Great Vortex... I mean, those from the Tree Mother faction, they are even angrier than the priests of the church. "

Roland nodded gently.

I can understand.

For those who believe in the Father of All Things and believe in "God's creation", they can completely deny it without careful study: from the beginning to the end, human beings are created by the Father of All Things. Just like the sun, the moon, the earth, the sky, the mountains and the ocean...

We are of the same origin as animals?

Before anger, there is first ridicule.

The whirlpool is different.

As Fernandez said: only under the self is equality.

Eve's eldest son...

Should be more special than any other creature-now, we are about the same as cattle, sheep and wild dogs?

"I heard that the old guys in the institute have fought several times..."

Fernandez couldn't help laughing when he thought of that scene.