On August 11, 1888, the weather was fine.
Somewhere in the outskirts of London, three men were chatting. A bottle of cellared red wine was standing on the dining table with its cork uncorked, and three tall glasses were filled with wine.
At this moment, Mr. Conan Doyle was holding up his pipe and puffing away smoke: "Hey, Mr. Lu Li and Professor Duke, are you sure you don't want to try it? In fact, nine out of ten gentlemen like to smoke, and even those ladies I also think smoking is a very fashionable thing.”
As he spoke, the legendary detective took out two wooden boxes from his arms and pushed them over: "Open them and give them a gift for you two."
A puff of smoke came out.
Conan Doyle took another beautiful puff.
After three days of getting along with each other, Lu Li already knew that for this gentleman: smoke means life.
Without further persuasion, he directly took the wooden box with exquisite material and guessed what was inside:
It's about the size of a palm, so it's not too big. It's probably a small item like a pipe.
When he opened it, he saw, as expected, a pipe with beautiful wood grain, lying quietly on the flannel, and beside it were a copper pressing rod, a tobacco bag and other accessories.
"Why don't you two try the fine briar pipe I asked the craftsman to make?"
Mr. Doyle, like the snake that bewitched Adam, persuaded the two again.
Duke hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and filled the tobacco in a formal manner, then struck a match and took a puff.
"Ahem..."
He choked out: "The taste is too strong, forget it, I'll keep it as a souvenir."
Lu Li, who was sitting on the far left, seemed to have expected it but was not fooled. He was slowly sipping red wine. Unfortunately, he didn't taste anything.
"Mr. Doyle, please don't embarrass this boy Duke. He can't get used to smoking such strong-flavored tobacco."
"By the way, what's new in London recently? Don't mention any murders, lest it affect your mood."
In boredom, the two started chatting again.
Conan Doyle put out his tobacco, tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said: "Well, yesterday, an imported item arrived from the other side of the ocean. It is said to be more convenient than the telegraph, and you can chat from a long distance. The wealthy businessmen and nobles are rushing to buy it. What about this high-tech tool?”
"What's it called? I can't remember. Anyway, when I make some money from the publication of my new book, I'll buy one too. I'll keep in touch then."
As the words fell, the smiles on Duke and Lu Li's faces gradually disappeared. How could people from two worlds keep in touch.
In silence.
Mr. Doyle, who was quick-thinking, noticed something and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"
Hearing this, Lu Li put down his wine glass and decided to say what he had prepared for a long time: "To tell you the truth, Duke and I are going to make a fortune on the other side of the ocean."
"It's good for young people to go out and see more. If I hadn't married Miss Hawkins and she didn't want to be bumpy, I would have planned to go and see that place."
Conan was a little uncomfortable with the sudden talk of separation. He forgot to ask Lu Li when he planned to leave, and directly asked: "When will you come back? Remember to write a letter in advance to let you know. I will pick you up at the port. Also... do you know my home address?" "
boom!
The flashing sound of the spotlight sounded.
There seems to be an old-fashioned camera that freezes time at this moment.
At the same time, accompanied by white light and sound, Lu Li and Duke's vision was blurred, their minds went blank, and they had no time to think.
When they came to their senses, they found that they had returned to the old classroom, and the forty seats were filled with equally bewildered classmates.
Of course, the only change is that everyone is wearing Western clothes, as if they have just participated in a Victorian-era British drama and haven't had time to change.
However, the familiar objects in his hands reminded everyone that this was not a dream, or an act as everyone understood it.
No one wanted to break the silence.
Until a boy covered in blood looked around and saw another person.
"Silly X!"
"If you dare to hit your father when school starts, go to hell!"
With that said, he took out the dagger from his waist and rushed forward straight away.
Logo man?
Lu Li remembered who this guy was.
Obviously, he was selected by the Chaos camp and became a criminal, and he should have killed many people in these five days.
Five days ago, apart from his arrogant words, this guy had almost zero fighting ability. He was beaten by the muscular brother and was unable to fight back. But now he can master the skills of using daggers proficiently.
When ordinary people fight with daggers, they usually do it like a tortoise punch, scratching around blindly. However, this can only cut the opponent's skin, which is painful but not fatal.
Therefore, experienced murderers like to stab people the most, looking for the softest parts of the human body that are not protected by bones, in order to kill with one blow.
In fact, Lu Li didn't notice that the detective's thinking had subtly changed his thinking.
In other words, it was too deep into the drama.
In a flash of thought, the two people had already renewed their relationship. The muscular brother was now wearing the standard uniform of Scotland Yard, holding a baton, and a revolver on his waist.
However, the distance was so close that drawing a gun to fight back was equivalent to waiting for death. Since there was no time, he subconsciously turned sideways, caught it with his ribs, and then drew a stick to fight back.
Soon, the two of them struggled together, and after several encounters, they were all scarred.
The whole process is like a duel between assassins and warriors.
Logically speaking, the muscle brother should have the upper hand, but because he was attacked by someone unexpectedly and was stabbed first, and because the guy didn't want his life at all, his injuries were relatively serious, and his clothes were stained with blood at this moment.
Then again, the logo man didn't get much benefit either. His whole face was bruised and swollen abnormally, and his leg bones seemed to be broken and he couldn't stand upright.
Around the two of them, a large area of tables and chairs fell over, and the affected people gathered in front of the classroom, watching the show while being wary of someone sneaking up on them.
Lu Li and Duke looked at each other and silently pulled out the revolver hanging on their waists. They didn't expect that the gift from Mr. George Lasker would actually work here.
Almost at the same time, Yang Yuanyuan, who was sandwiched between the two, noticed this move and asked belatedly: "What are you two going to do..."
"This freshmen class is so wild? It's a good start, which is a good sign!"
Suddenly, a tall ghostly figure appeared in front of everyone, and then, the two people who were fighting for their lives flew out like kites with broken strings.
boom! boom!
They were smashed straight into the wall, and the windows were shattered.
"this……"
Lu Li felt that his eyes were not enough.
Can humans really be so fast that vision remains?
By the way, can these two people survive?
"The class schedule hasn't come out yet, and you've started to ignore the school rules. Do you still want to beat me? I'll continue with you."
