A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 29

　　 Aaron smiled happily when someone complimented him. He thought he was in a good state.

　　 For him, when he killed that woman, he also killed part of himself and was reborn as another person at the same time.

　　 This feeling is like cutting the umbilical cord. The moment he cuts his throat and destroys the body, it means that he has cut the bond between himself and ordinary people. After defeating the weak self, Aaron has become more confident.

　　Unfortunately, no one can feel the same way. Lu Li pretended to be happy and asked: "Tell me why you want to kill Martha, was it your friend's instigation, or your own opinion?"

After 　　 finished speaking, Lu Li regretted it a little, he still didn't master the skills of talking to lunatics.

However, Aaron Kosminsky, who was addicted to his own world, actually answered, in a very excited tone: "If it weren't for that gentleman, it might take me a long time to think of this kind of good idea...huh...haha...my knife It's really sharp and great. Whenever I get the chance, I really want to get into work right away."

　　 Throwing away the smirk in the middle and the final psychological monologue. Obviously, he was guided.

　　 All the spearheads were directed at Albert Victor, this guy gathered some mental patients around him, and from the day before yesterday, he began to mutilate the Orioles in an organized and planned manner.

　　 Click...

　　 The sound of cups and saucers being smashed from a short distance.

　　 "What are you talking nonsense!"

　　 The old woman screamed, and rushed forward, pushing Aaron away.

　　 "Sorry, Aaron's brain is not so good these days. He always likes to talk nonsense. Both of you should leave first and come back when your condition improves."

　　 Lu Li shrugged: "The guest is up to you, but, please tell me, who is the guest from home? Why not ask him to come out and see you."

"no guest."

　　 The old lady was taken aback for a moment and looked embarrassed. She hesitated and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. Our family is a Polish refugee with a bad reputation. The neighbors don't want to be there, let alone friends..."

　　 Lance suddenly pulled out Winchester, pointed the black muzzle at the old woman, and cursed: "Old man, you'd better be honest, since I entered the door, I saw you not pleasing to your eyes."

　　 "Whose coat is on the visitor's coat rack? Don't tell us it's misplaced."

　　Clothes are also divided into classes—

　　 Workers usually wear suspenders, ordinary citizens and low-key people like to wear windbreakers, as for those orthodox nobles, they will wear a waistcoat over their shirts, the kind of exquisite texture.

　　 On the coat rack at the door, the waistcoat with silver ornaments and gold thread is very valuable at first glance.

　　 Because of this, Lu Li put Aaron Kosminsky upstairs so happily. After all, there is a big fish, who cares about a small fish.

　　 "I hear now, you should come out too."

　　The words fell, Lu Li raised his eyes to look at the entrance of the corridor, and added in his heart: His Royal Highness Prince Albert Victor of Wales.

　　 The old woman's eyes are getting more and more frightened. What is going on? Her third son suddenly got acquainted with a wealthy man, not only often came to visit, but also brought valuable gifts with him every time.

　　 Not only that, but after visiting tonight, two plainclothes police detectives came with him.

　　 Actually, she already had the answer in her heart.

　　 It's just that, out of the protection of the youngest son, I am always reluctant to admit it.

　　 "Sir, there are really no guests in my house, that piece of clothing was picked up..."

　　 The next second, her voice stopped.

　　 "Amazing."

　　 In the dimly lit corridor, a tall man walked out slowly.

　　 "As expected to be a famous detective from the Far East, Your Excellency Lu Li, I must have taken Sieg away."

　　 "It seems that in this cat and mouse game, you are the final winner."

　　 Lu Li has never met Albert, but he thinks that the royal heir should have the following characteristics: the appearance does not need to be so handsome, but the figure must be upright, no matter what the situation, he will try his best to maintain that decent, rather than sullen face.

　　 While talking, the crown prince had already arrived in the living room. Lance still held the shotgun in both hands, but only slightly deflected the muzzle, from facing the old woman to facing Albert.

　　 For civilians, the royal family is still high above, but for some powerful people, before getting permission, wind can enter, rain can enter, but the king cannot enter.

　　Before parting, Mr. Lasker told Lance to protect Lu Li, so he would defend to the death his loyalty to his master no matter what.

　　 "Don't be nervous, I don't have a guard by my side, after all, killing someone with entourage is either crazy or stupid."

　　 Victor spread his hands and calmed down to an abnormal level. If Lu Li hadn't found a place to hide his guns, he would have looked for a bunker.

　　 "So, you have decided to plead guilty..."

　　 At this moment, Lu Li held the cane tightly, confirming that he could bring it down with one blow.

　　 "It's just killing a few wandering warblers, where is the crime?"

　　 "Who do you think can try me? Which judge dares to try me?"

When Victor replied, his tone was very calm, as if he was chatting with people and drinking coffee. After speaking, he still stared directly at Lu Lili, wanting to look at this face. What happened, such as frustration, anger.

　　 However, there is no feedback.

　　 Lu Li behaved more calmly and said in an outsider's tone: "The momentum is good, but unfortunately you have found the wrong audience. I am only a detective and I am not responsible for sending the prisoner to the gallows."

　　 was busy for two whole days and two nights. Although there were twists and turns in the middle, he and Duke still handed in a perfect answer sheet.

　　 Of course, these are also inseparable from the help of Mr. Conan Doyle and even the grumpy uncle George.

　　 At this moment, Lu Li felt like a student who had finished the test papers ahead of time. The rest of the time was at his discretion to ensure that he would not die.

　　 In other words.

　　 You are free, I am invincible.

　　 Upon seeing this, Victor was silent, everything was different from what he had imagined.

　　 After a long time.

　　 "You, don't you have anything to say?"

　　 Hearing the words, Lu Li smiled generously: "His Royal Highness, I will tell you what you want to hear."

　　 Isn't it just a desire to be decent, I will give you alms.

　　As a traverser, no one in this era understands Versailles literature better than Lu Li.

　　 At this time, no one knew what Victor was thinking, but he trimmed his clothes and said, "Mr. Detective, you are very interesting. If only we met you earlier, maybe we can become like-minded friends."

　　 "No, no, even if we meet one hundred and thirty years in advance, we won't be able to get together."

　　The words fell, Lu Li was too lazy to say anything, turned and left, leaving only Victor behind.

　　 "Sir, wait for me!"

　　 About two minutes later, Lance waved his horse whip, and the carriage with kerosene lamps drove in the direction it came.

Chapter end