"Barrels in the warehouse split, grease and tar flowed into the Thames, fires broke out on the water, and several sailing ships near the docks were also filled with oil."
"When the fire subsided a little, the steam tug tried to pull the sailing ships to the middle of the river, but it failed and the fire started with it."
At this moment, Mi Gao stood on the boiler, processing the fresh elbows he bought in the afternoon, while continuing to tell Lu Li more details about the fire:
“The flaming tar barrels lined the river bank for miles, forming a wall of fire twenty feet high.
Unfortunately, the wind was blowing from the west at that time, and more grease was stored in the warehouses in that direction, and Tully Street was eventually abandoned. "
The little guy spoke plausibly, as if he had been present at the scene.
Of course, the reality is not far from this.
Shoe boys like to join in the fun. Seeing that there is no business left, many children simply run nearby to join in the fun. Then, afterward, they describe what they see as conversation starters to other friends.
"Grease, potassium nitrate, black powder in barrels."
Lu Li frowned. It would be understandable if these things caused such a big commotion.
Perhaps a careless worker didn't pay much attention when smoking and threw away the cigarette butts or ashes.
The source of the fire, the fuel, the wind direction, and the disaster occurred in the early morning...
That makes sense.
But why do major associations and official organizations invite detectives to investigate?
Things must not be that simple. Lu Li shook his head and had his schedule for the day after tomorrow:
Go to the fire station to receive the mission.
As for tomorrow?
First, go to Whitehall Street and talk to an old acquaintance, Mr. Vincent, to find out what kind of vicious case it is that has left the Criminal Investigation Department helpless.
However, you must set aside some time to read newspapers.
Nearly two days had passed since he entered this world. With Pan Ming's ability, no matter how bad the situation was, he should have dealt with it and find a way to contact him and Duke as agreed.
Just as I was thinking about it, the big elbow that had been stewed for a long time finally came out of the pot. The smell of spices and meat mixed together and hit my face.
Mi Gao couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Since Lu Li didn't come back, he ate a piece of pie at night.
And this piece of elbow has been stewing in the pot.
"I just haven't eaten yet."
After saying this, Lu Li took the big iron basin and the knife and fork and walked towards the living room on the second floor.
The boy followed closely.
No matter how late it is, as long as we can wait for people to come back.
In this way, the two began to share supper.
Long before Lu Li came back, Mi Gao had thought of everything, except for the big elbow, and he had also thrown a few pieces of potatoes into the wood-burning fireplace.
After peeling the pink and waxy potatoes, they are dipped in the thick miso soup left over from the stewed elbow. Even if I am picky as Lu Li, I still find it delicious.
Not to mention Mi Gao, this child was so hungry that he would eat three large potatoes before he stopped.
"Sure enough, meat tastes best when paired with spices. It's so fragrant."
At the dining table, Mi Gao rubbed his belly and couldn't help but sigh.
“What doesn’t taste good with meat?”
Lu Li patted the little guy on the shoulder and said, half reproachfully and half helplessly: "Don't wait for me if this happens again."
As a detective, it was common for him to stay up late at night. After all, the case was bigger than anything else. Sometimes Lu Li was so busy that he didn't even bother to eat.
If Mi Gao followed his pace of life, he might get sick from hunger.
"after?"
"Aren't you looking after the clinic's business?"
Frankly speaking, Michael never thought that this kind of thing would happen often——
How can a doctor not treat illnesses and save people, but instead run around?
In the little guy’s plan, the days should look like this:
Mr. Lu diagnoses and treats patients during the day, while he is responsible for three meals a day, laundry and grocery shopping.
When I have free time, I will ask Mr. Lu to give me some advice and lay a good foundation in medicine...
Seeing this, Lu Li no longer concealed anything, and said frankly: "Compared to becoming a doctor, I prefer to investigate cases. Well, have you ever heard of detectives?"
Mi Gao was stunned for a moment, then nodded numbly.
During his shoe-shining days on the street, he came into contact with all kinds of religions, including detectives.
With the influx of a large population, criminal activities in Fog City have increased dramatically, and fights occur every day, especially in the East District, where unknown bodies can often be seen in garbage dumps.
However, law enforcement officials and police officers simply cannot take care of it. London is too big and the terrain is extremely complex. Even if the police force is expanded, it will not be able to meet the social needs of combating criminal activities.
Because of this, after some major criminal cases occur, the government or wealthy victims have no choice but to offer rewards to the society to attract people to provide information and capture the criminals.
In this environment, private detectives, or burglars, emerged as the times require. They investigate cases and track down criminals specifically to obtain bounties.
Therefore, detectives are not very noble, and people do not choose this profession because of their overwhelming sense of justice, but because it can bring huge rewards, nothing more.
To this day, Mi Gao still remembers how a guy who claimed to be a detective asked him to help him shine his shoes and clean his trouser legs, but afterward, relying on his youth and strength, he skipped the bill and refused to pay him.
In order to restore the rough leather boots that were covered with dust and mud, Xiaomi Gao spent a full hour, half a tube of shoe polish, and countless strips of clean cloth, but the result...
Before Lu Li appeared, the detectives in Mi Gao's eyes were a group of civilized villains with bad conduct, bullying the weak, and they could be called bipedal beasts.
"Mr. Lu, do you really want to be a detective?"
"That's right."
"oh……"
Mi Gao nodded sensibly, but was not very interested. He thought to himself: Among detectives, there probably are upright and law-abiding people like Mr. Lu.
At this moment, the detectives wandering around the foggy city should be grateful to Lu Li. He allowed a child to slightly change his impression of this industry.
"Can I tag along with you?"
"Having been on the streets for so many years, I know every road in London and have met many big shots. Friends who have worked together can also help collect information."
It can be seen that Mi Gao is very stubborn in this regard, and he really wants to do something to help Lu Li.
Teen detective team?
A strange word crossed Lu Li's mind.
"Investigators will encounter various dangers. You are too young. Why not read a few medical books in the clinic and I will provide guidance in my spare time."
"In a few years, you will be able to go to university for further studies. There is no need to worry about letters of recommendation, living expenses, etc."
"By the way, if there are any weird admission notices sent in the future." Lu Li's thinking was a little divergent and he warned: "Remember to think carefully before going, especially Miskatonic."
Encourage people to study medicine, and the sky will strike like lightning.
It is even more unkind to persuade people to study at the University of Michigan.
Of course, everyone has the right to choose.
For some people, dying in pursuit of true knowledge is well worth it, but living in ignorance is something worth lamenting.
