[Joseph, I'm sorry that I couldn't tell you the truth about the world, but one thing is for sure, what you once abandoned is the truth.
Darwin and Haeckel simply discovered something that existence wanted humans to see, which was a false truth.
In fact, after four years of research, as I was approaching graduation, I finally discovered something that had been hidden. Although it was just the tip of the iceberg, it was enough to shock the world.
I can't wait. If everything goes well, the verification will be completed tonight. 】
The above is from the experiment manual of an old friend who passed away. The school and the police office did not recycle it. It was just spread out on the table.
The content in the second half is too bizarre, like a drug addict writing about his personal experience after taking drugs.
[I feel like my spirit and will are separated from my body, moving at extremely fast speeds, and keep rising. The academy is getting smaller and smaller, and the entire Arkham appears in sight. They are getting smaller and smaller, and I am crossing! Crossing the boundaries drawn by unknown existence, turning over the curve and the straight! ! ! Could it be a god behind it? 】
After that, there was a long section of blurry writing, but it was wet with some kind of dark green fishy liquid.
With a complicated mentality, after sorting out the belongings of his old friends and witnessing the final funeral in the school auditorium, Joseph left America and returned to the foggy city to open a small clinic.
To this day, he still can't let go of the experiences of those years, and he doesn't dare to think of the strange scene when his old friend died.
Judging from the first half of the paragraph, the friend's expression should be very serious when writing, but when he writes "discovered something that was hidden", he should become excited and can't wait to make the experimental results public and make the whole world feel Shock.
But in the end...
The spirit and will are rising and crossing a certain boundary. Who is the author?
The numb body of a friend, or the unknown existence.
"Dr. Lu, I wish you good luck in your investigation."
Putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Joseph watched the visitor leave. At this moment, he had made up his mind not to live in the past anymore.
As for Miskatonic University, let this name be buried deep in my memory forever.
Until one day in the future, his body will be sealed in an iron coffin and stay underground without seeing the light of day.
"Thank you for sharing this story with me."
Outside the clinic, looking at the man in front of him who was as honest as a brown bear, Lu Li smiled and said:
"If you encounter any trouble, you are welcome to come to me at Baker Street at any time, for any aspect, including financial problems."
"How embarrassing."
"It's nothing, bye."
"goodbye."
Under Joseph's gaze, Lu Li walked out of the alley and disappeared into the thick fog.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the carriage came.
"What a mysterious guest." Joseph whispered, "Science is the only truth."
After saying this, he raised his eyes and looked at the corner of the alley.
The battle between the tramps finally ended, and the victor seemed to be a Slavic man, only one size smaller than himself.
At the same time, the Orioles also noticed this frustrated doctor and began to show their magical powers.
No matter how depressed he was, Joseph was still a member of the wealthy class. Just yesterday, he paid off three years of rent in one go. At the same time, he also had superb medical skills that far surpassed those of a barber, so he had no worries about food and clothing.
"Biology is wrong? How is it possible? I can prove now that, well, reproduction is the instinct of all living things."
Facing the unknown and fear, Joseph chose to huddle up in a ball and adopt a spiritual victory method.
Click.
Not long after, the clinic closed, and the two youngest and most beautiful Orioles were missing from the street corner.
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"Sold again!"
"Who wants to buy chicken?"
"Twopence a pound of grapes!"
"It's a bargain here. Thirty-six big walnuts for two pennies. They're sweet and fragrant."
In the small market, a vendor poked Yarmouth smoked herring on a spit and shouted: "Come and see, it's grilled on the spot!"
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! What do you think of this? Two for a penny—free trade is great, here's your carrot."
The coachman followed Lu Li, holding a large amount of fruits and vegetables in his hands, including apples, grapes, watercress, carrots, and parsley.
"Have one of those big sausages fresh from the factory, sir."
Seeing the extraordinary-looking Lu Li and the attendants hanging all kinds of merchandise behind him, the stall owners were so enthusiastic that they wanted to pounce on him.
At the same time, the coachman was afraid that his employer would be deceived, so he hurriedly shouted: "Sir, there is something wrong with the sausages sold in the small market. They often mix the meat of dead animals with horse meat, fill it with spices, and sell it to rich people disguised as German sausages." people."
If Lu Li hadn't given him so much, the coachman would never have done such an offending thing.
"Well, let's go."
After leaving the Whitechapel district and passing by a farmer's market, Lu Li stopped and bought a lot. He estimated that he wouldn't need to buy vegetables in the next five days. He just had to put all these things in the cellar and let Mi Gao buy some fresh meat every day. Just food, bread and milk.
Also, it’s almost five o’clock now. Has Mi Gao brought his luggage back?
Alas, I thought that along Dr. Joseph's line, I could find some particularly valuable direction of investigation, but the result was not satisfactory...
Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Li, who had just gotten into the carriage, noticed that the carriage had stopped.
"What's up?"
As he walked out, he asked the driver.
"Mourning."
"I didn't expect it to be held tonight."
In order to prevent his employer from misunderstanding, the old man who drove the bus added: "Have you heard about the fire that happened on Tully Street some time ago?"
Lu Li nodded, raised his eyes and scanned the huge convoy in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.
"In order to mourn the deceased souls, the authorities held a grand ceremony. I heard that not only the police, but also the rifle brigade and military band will be involved in this event."
"Allow enthusiastic citizens to see the deceased off?"
"Of course...what are you doing?"
"Go buy two white flowers."
Lu Li was about to go home, but he changed his mind temporarily. He planned to go to the cemetery first to pay his condolences to the unknown dead and at the same time inquire about some details about the matter.
Whether it is official arguments or gossip, they are all valuable.
About half an hour passed.
Dissuaded by hundreds of police officers, the onlookers left the main road, leaving room for the convoy to pass.
"I didn't expect the Duke of Sutherland and the Earl of Caithness to show up in person..."
"Oh my god, that's the mayor."
The old man drove the carriage closely behind the funeral procession and shouted lowly from time to time.
Usually, the stall owners selling things near the Financial City have finished their business early and stand on the roadside with their heads down waiting. The homeowners along the way lower their blinds and curtains as a sign of respect.
Dozens of nearby churches, large and small, began to ring their bells, which was a funeral tune.
The only exception is St. Paul's Cathedral, which is reserved for the funerals of royal family members or sitting mayors.
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