"Woo~"
An old steam train stopped slowly next to the platform. White steam came out from the bottom of the train, and soon the people and porters who came to pick up the train were shrouded in smoke.
"Jack, watch our luggage. These Chinese people are not friendly to us. If you lose your equipment, damn it, I swear I will throw you into the jungle to live with those monkeys."
In the first-class carriage, a middle-aged white man wearing a top hat stood up from his seat, folded a newspaper, and said to the young red-haired servant next to him, his blue eyes full of sternness.
"Yes, Mr. Formosa."
The young servant named Jack carried the luggage and muttered, obviously not so happy, but who made Formosa willing to pay him a salary of 10 pounds a week.
This is not a small amount of money. The weekly salary of a skilled worker in London is only 10 pounds. Although the pound has depreciated sharply after the war, it can still support a family of several people.
Formosa put the gentleman's single-frame glasses into his breast pocket and said coldly: "Mr. Jack, a qualified servant will never talk about his master behind his back. Am I right?"
"But Mr. Formosa, I am not your servant. The employment agency on York Street told me at that time that you needed an assistant, not a servant, who could accompany you to the Far East."
Jack straightened his back and retorted calmly, emphasizing the word "servant". Servants and masters have status differences, but assistants do not. This is not the nineteenth century.
"Then you must also respect your employer. Well, be careful about the fragile items in your luggage, especially the test tubes and cameras inside. This is the latest technology from the Germans, and it is difficult to buy replacements in the Far East."
Formosa wisely bypassed the discussion of servants and assistants and turned to science. A child from lower London did not understand the difference between ordinary test tubes and test tubes.
This is enough to shut the other person up.
Sure enough, Jack's movements on his hands were much lighter. Human beings are always willing to remain in awe of unknown things, such as religion. In a sense, science is also a religion.
Formosa raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put on the windbreaker on the hook and walked out of the carriage first. Before he could show off the demeanor of a British gentleman, he was overcome by the complex smell.
"Quack~"
"Cluck."
People poured out of the ordinary carriages and rushed to the platform. Many of them were carrying cages containing many kinds of poultry. After a whole night of accumulation, the bamboo cages were full of excrement.
Formosa shouted in horror: "Damn it, Jack, let these people stay away from me, ignorant Chinese, why do they bring animals full of germs on the train."
For an imperial aristocrat who has lived in the upper class of London since childhood, this scene is really unacceptable, even if the subway and trains in Britain in this era are equally dirty.
Jack, on the other hand, seemed much calmer. He skillfully pushed the luggage, which was as tall as one person, out of the car door, blocking other passengers from approaching his employer. There was a helpless expression on his depressed face.
This Scotland Yard aristocrat was so difficult to take care of, he gave himself so many problems along the way, and he would have wanted to punch him in the hateful face if it wasn't for the sake of the pound.
"I shouldn't have agreed to the superintendent's request to come to this barbaric Asian country. Please hurry up. Mr. Assistant, where are the reception staff at the consulate? They should come to greet me."
Next to him, Formosa took out a handkerchief and wiped the non-existent dust on his shoes, then raised his head and looked at the messy platform, and said unhappily that this journey was really not smooth.
First, the cruise ship was damaged due to unknown reasons in the Mediterranean, and then it encountered legendary pirates in Malacca. Although no damage was caused, it was not a pleasant memory.
Coupled with the fact that he was about to compete with the Chinese intelligence agencies, a policeman openly investigating a case on the other side's territory was simply risking death. You can imagine how bad he felt.
"please wait a while."
At this moment, a young man's voice came from behind. The other person's English was very standard, his tone was full of anger, and he fiercely refuted what he had just said about China.
"Sir, this is a new republic. It was still under the rule of barbarians only 20 years ago. We just lack the necessary development time, but we do not lack civilization.
It is inappropriate for you to comment on these uneducated ordinary people. Or am I right that as a citizen of an imperial country, you have a natural hatred for republican countries? "
Formosa was stunned when he heard this, and slowly turned his head. A well-dressed Chinese young man was standing not far away, his eyes full of ridicule. There were more than a dozen young men in black standing beside him.
Damn it, maybe I met a Chinese gang member, who looked a lot like the criminals in the Birmingham area, such as members of traditional gangster families like the Razor Gang.
Elegant yet fierce.
He frowned slightly and tried to explain in a gentle tone: "The feces of those animals carry a lot of germs. If a plague breaks out, everyone on the train will die.
Therefore, I have no prejudice against your country and its people. As for the political system, it has nothing to do with it. Young man, I don’t know your identity, but there are some people who you cannot offend. "
Formosa felt that as long as he revealed his identity, the other party would quickly give up the entanglement. Although the empire's power in East Asia was not as strong as before, it was not something that a low-level gang member could provoke.
"Oh, you can't offend?"
The young man smiled slightly.
The people in black around him laughed wildly. With their status, there was no one in the entire Republic of China who could not be offended. As long as they were not relatives of the emperor, even if they killed a bunch of foreigners, what would happen.
To put it bluntly, they had killed many foreigners quietly, and they had never seen any country come to their door. The special nature of their work gave them special rights.
"Okay, don't laugh."
The young man raised his hand after laughing, and then walked slowly to Formosa, who was pretending to be calm. After looking at him with interest, he touched his bare chin and said firmly.
"Sir, he must be British. Looking at the luggage you are carrying, the shipping label has not been removed. This means that you have just arrived in Asia from Europe and took the overnight bus from Shanghai to Jinling."
The trip is so hurried. It seems that you came to China on urgent matters, and it was business. If it was a private matter, you would not carry so many heavy suitcases. The items inside must be related to work.
When you suddenly heard my voice earlier, your first reaction was to touch your right waist. This is the standard police way of holding a gun, and only the police would place their weapons in such an obvious place.
It is obvious that the person standing in front of me is a British Empire police detective. Considering the umbrella in the hand of this red-haired gentleman, you must be from London. Well, is it Scotland Yard? "
It only took a few words for the young man to figure out Formosa's identity. This made the men in black behind him express their admiration, feeling that this boss was much more reliable than the trash before.
In the past, people from the Secret Service said how amazing people named Zuo were, and that they could figure out where the Japanese spies were hiding with just a few clicks. Now that they have Chief Meng, they can show off to them.
Yes, the young man is Meng Ting.
He returned to Jinling from Shanghai to investigate Fan Shusen's situation. As soon as he got off the train, he heard a white man making nonsense here, slandering China as a barbaric country. He refuted it in anger.
Unexpectedly, he met half of his colleagues. He had studied in the French police academy for two years and knew very well that Britain's Scotland Yard also undertook part of the counterintelligence work. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a colleague.
The question is, why did a British policeman come to the Republic of China and bring so much equipment? It seemed that he planned to solve the case in the Republic of China, but the United Kingdom had no law enforcement power within the jurisdiction of the Republic of China.
So what case is the other party here to investigate? Is it related to intelligence activities? If so, this case is likely to be within the scope of business of a department, and he must investigate it clearly.
Meng Ting began to carefully observe this person's reaction. If he couldn't give himself a reasonable explanation, he might take the British policeman back to the secret service headquarters for strict examination.
"Yes, young man, you are right. I am indeed a police detective from Scotland Yard. So why don't you let me guess your true identity? As you Chinese say, courtesy reciprocates."
The Formosa man opposite was talking nonchalantly about the Chinese proverbs he learned on the boat, confirming Meng Ting's guess. He took out a pipe from his pocket and held it in his mouth, saying proudly.
“Originally I thought you were gang members, but the discipline and obedience displayed by these gentlemen should only be possessed by soldiers, policemen and secret police in your country.
Considering that you don’t have many traces of military training and rough skin, you can exclude your status as a soldier. At the same time, plainclothes police will not and do not have the authority to interrogate a citizen of the British Empire.
If I'm not mistaken, you gentlemen are members of your country's intelligence agency. I have heard of you. Your work is very good and you have taught those Japanese dwarfs some necessary lessons. "
"Scotland Yard deserves its reputation."
Meng Ting gave a thumbs up without explaining that it was the result of the Secret Service. After saying that, he and Formosa looked at each other and smiled, shook each other's hands, and tacitly introduced themselves.
"Inspector Scotland Yard, Formosa."
"Special Agent Headquarters, Meng Ting."
"Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you."
"How about I send Mr. Formosa off?"
"Okay then, thank you."
The two men with ulterior motives just walked out together. This shocked Jack and the man in black. They didn't understand what their employer (section chief) was planning, so they had to follow them confused.
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