Zi.
In the dim room, the embers of the cigarette butt slowly extinguished. The butler looked coldly at the cowering man in front of him and said in a hoarse voice: "How could the Manstein Potion Company's factory be stolen?"
"I heard that they encountered a thief factory in East London. It's too chaotic there. Someone must be eyeing the expensive potion materials in the warehouse."
boom!
Mr. Butler slammed the table and said sternly: "Who dares to steal the goods of Manstein Potion Company? Can you sell them if you steal them? Aren't ordinary thieves afraid that the materials are dangerous?!"
Potion materials are different from other items and inherently carry dangers. The church's repeated promotional materials are dangerous, reminding those with ulterior motives to weigh how many kilograms they weigh and whether they can resist the inherent toxicity of the materials.
The second is selling stolen goods. How to sell stolen goods has always been a professional assessment certificate in the world of thieves. A thief who can stand alone must not only have superb stealing skills, but also have safe channels for selling stolen goods. How many thieves have lost their jobs due to the problem of selling stolen goods? Caught?
In the world of thieves, the ability to safely sell stolen goods has always been a proof of strength.
Levin has experience in selling stolen goods. He will trade the stolen gems on the black market. This is also the most normal and common way of selling stolen goods. People in the black market don't care where you got these things. Even if they know, most of them don't care. , unless the stakes are high.
But for the desperadoes in the black market, they dare to take even the gems on the crown of the king's head, not to mention other things, of course they also need the potion materials, but the problem is...
Mr. Butler, who is well-informed, has not received any news about anyone selling potion materials. He will know immediately if there is any trouble in the underground black market.
Potion materials are a hot potato. If an ordinary thief gets them, he must sell them as soon as possible. However, no one is selling potion materials on the underground black market. This proves that the thief is either an informant of the other two potion companies, or they do not exist at all!
At first, Mr. Butler also suspected that Manstein's Potion Company had stolen it. After all, Ma Wei had submitted the obsession flower that required mermaid tears during the bidding, which meant that Manstein's Potion Company had good information. thing.
But which thief can be stupid enough to go to an ordinary warehouse and steal mermaid tears?
Shouldn't such a precious material be kept in Manstein's Potion Grocery Store on Flower Street?
That is the headquarters of the Manstein family!
It is impossible to store materials of high value in ordinary warehouses in Havering District. This is common sense!
In view of this situation, why did the eldest prince Charles and the third prince Andrew send people to rob ordinary warehouses?
It doesn’t make sense!
After thinking about it, Mr. Butler felt that the factory was probably not stolen. It was just a good show directed and acted by Nicholas von Manstein.
But why did he lie about the company being stolen?
Do you want to frame the other two princes, or are you secretly connected with Holmes?
If it's the former, fine, don't worry too much, but if it's the latter.
With a confused look in his eyes, Mr. Butler really couldn't figure out Ma Wei's lifeline. Just as he was thinking, a tall, thin man with a cigarette butt in his mouth, an unshaven beard and a bohemian look walked into the room.
Seeing him, Mr. Butler was stunned. He recognized the tall and lanky man. As a boss, he should know his subordinates, but the lanky man in front of him had changed too much. He had not seen him for a month and had lost at least three laps. The cheekbones are protruding, the eye sockets are deep, the eyes are bloodshot, the hair is messy, the locks are full of oil, and the whole body exudes a stench, like a walking corpse.
"you"
Mr. Butler was stunned for a long time and asked with difficulty: "Did it fall into the sewer?"
"I didn't!" The tall and lanky man grinned: "There is news about Russell Benjamin."
Mr. Butler waved the other man who was reporting the situation to step back. He pointed at the sofa opposite. He wanted the tall and thin man to sit down and talk. However, considering the poor hygiene condition of the man, he immediately gave up the idea and said, "You should still stand. Tell me."
The tall and thin man spat on the carpet, walked to the opposite side of the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down. He took a cigar from Mr. Butler, cut it open and lit it skillfully.
"Huh, this task is the one I've ever encountered in my career. It's not the most difficult, but it's definitely the most disgusting."
The tall and lanky man complained loudly: "Russell Benjamin never goes home at all! The address on the business card is just his temporary residence! I stared at that apartment for a whole month! He only came back once! This month I didn't even open the door. Never! I finally got a clue half a month ago and met his housekeeper, but he accidentally escaped me! He ran faster than a rabbit!"
Mr. Butler frowned when he heard this: "Can you tell me the important point?"
The tall and lanky man took a puff of his cigar and calmed down for a while before saying: "The point is, Russell Benjamin was preparing to leave London. The Marquis of Bracon and Prince Charles' butler Nicks came to look for him in the apartment. According to the lip reading I read, they Plan to leave London tomorrow and the day after tomorrow for Edinburgh.”
"Head to Edinburgh." Mr. Butler twirled his beard and said, "It seems that the eldest prince is planning to open up the northern market. Well, it is expected. Is there any other information?"
"Gone."
"In one month, you brought back this piece of information?"
"I told you! Russell Benjamin is not going home at all!"
The tall and lanky man slammed the business card on the table: "The address this bastard gave was for cover! He doesn't live in that apartment at all! I can't even see anyone, how can I monitor him?!"
This really wasn't the fault of the tall and lanky man. He didn't know much about Russell Benjamin. When he set out on the mission, he only had a business card and didn't even know Russell Benjamin's appearance. He could only monitor the apartment day and night, waiting. The other party comes back.
London is so big, with a population of millions, and trying to find a man you have never met in the vast sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the tall and thin man has nothing to do.
He still doesn't know that he has been exposed a long time ago. When he was monitoring the apartment, a group of cats above him were also monitoring him.
"Forget it, no matter what, you at least brought back an important piece of information."
Mr. Butler didn't want to hear the man continue to complain: "Since they plan to go to Edinburgh, you should go with them and collect as much information about Russell Benjamin as possible. It is best to find his hiding place in London."
"Don't worry, he can't run away this time!" The tall, thin man stood up with a cigar in his mouth: "I have to take a shower first and change into clean clothes."
After the tall and lanky man left, Mr. Butler opened the drawer. Inside the drawer were three long cords: white, red, and black. He grabbed the long white cord and pulled it gently.
Not long after, a short dwarf walked into the room, lifted the pointed hat on his head, and asked in a strange tone: "Master, are you looking for me?"
"How's Jack's transformation going?"
"It's still in progress. We are installing the newly obtained limbs on him. The design leader Joseph said that maybe Jack can be transformed into a second-generation experimental product."
As he spoke, the dwarf with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks kept a smile on his face. It was obvious that transforming Jack was a happy thing for him.
Hearing that the progress was going well, Mr. Butler said 'hmm' and said: "Go to the person in charge of the Covent Royal Opera House, give him money, and let him perform Helena Sheffield's performance at the opera house tonight. Much Ado About Nothing.”
"yes."
"besides."
Mr. Butler called to the dwarf who turned to leave, took out a business card from the drawer, and threw it to the dwarf: "Send it to Flower Street, give it to Nicholas von Manstein, and invite him to the place where we last met tonight." .”
"As commanded."
Early morning, Flower Street.
It was hazy, the air was mixed with cold water vapor, and the sky was gloomy without a trace of light.
"I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily today."
In the kitchen, Mawei picked up a piece of bread, cut it skillfully, and spread fresh jam on it: "Remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."
"I don't have anything to do today." Levin wolfed down the bacon: "I'll just go find Gina later and check on her situation. Brother, when are we going to attack the underground laboratory? It's been several days. Got it!"
"Today and tomorrow."
Ma Wei took out his notepad and looked at the itinerary: "Yannick will leave London in the next two days. We need its help in attacking the laboratory. We must solve the problems in the laboratory before it leaves."
As he spoke, Mavey turned to the last few pages of the newspaper in front of him and discovered that the play to be performed at the Covent Royal Opera House tonight was "Much Ado About Nothing". Although it was also a work by Shakespeare, it was not "A Midsummer Night's Dream".
Professor James Morea probably used the names of plays to convey information. It is important to write down the names of the plays performed every day. We can make inferences based on the performance of the day combined with the activity trajectory of Professor James Morea.
Now that Manstein Potion Company has won the bid, after solving this major problem, the next goal is to enter Congress and build up his own power. These things are very busy, and Ma Wei does not have much time to work on James Moore. Rhea is entangled in the problem and he wants to get the result as soon as possible.
Yunia, who was eating toast, suddenly raised her head and looked at the door, with jam still on the corner of her mouth: "Dad, someone is coming."
jingle!
As soon as he finished speaking, the bell at the door rang. After wiping the corners of his mouth, Ma Wei walked through the kitchen to the store, opened the door, and saw a pointed hat only as high as his knees.
The pointed hat was taken off unsteadily, and a short dwarf emerged. Although he was small, he looked like an old man, which was indescribably weird.
"Good morning, Mr. Nicholas."
The dwarf smiled and took out a business card: "My master invites you to meet at the old place at 8 o'clock tonight."
Ma Wei had seen the dwarf and knew that he was Mr. Butler's follower. After taking the business card, he casually asked: "What does your master want from me?"
"You'll know when you go there."
The dwarf put on his pointed hat and backed away slowly. His figure gradually disappeared into the mist and disappeared.
After closing the door, Ma Wei returned to the kitchen, and Levin couldn't wait to ask: "Brother, who is looking for you?"
"Mr. Butler's attendant."
"That short man? What does he want from you?"
"Sending invitations."
Ma Wei stared at the business card and turned it over and over. There was no useful information on this black business card. There was only a hot stamping mark, two superimposed M symbols, and nothing else.
It's more like a mark than a business card.
"If you don't look for me sooner or later, you're looking for me at this time." Ma Wei narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that the theft of the factory attracted Mr. Butler's attention. I'm afraid he invited me to find out what I was saying."
Although the news of the theft of Manstein's potion factory was suppressed, it was not difficult for the well-informed steward to know about it. At least after the Pope talked to the king, Professor James Morea was You will definitely know.
"This symbol."
Levin noticed the business card turned over in Ma Wei's hand and frowned at the gilded symbols on it: "I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"Have you seen it? Where?"
"let me see"
Levin recalled it carefully, frowning and thinking hard. After a while, he suddenly slapped his head: "At the banquet hosted by the Great Prince Charles! The cigarettes that Baron Osborne smoked had this symbol on the butt of the cigarette!"
The business card given by Mr. Butler is actually related to cigarettes?
Ma Wei doesn’t smoke and doesn’t know much about cigarettes, but he knows that every cigarette factory will leave a mark on its products, just like a trademark, to increase its popularity.
"Not many aristocrats smoke cigarettes, so I have the impression." Levin said: "Could Baron Osborne be Mr. Butler's man?"
"It's hard to say." Ma Wei shook his head: "Cigarettes are commodities and are sold publicly. Maybe Mr. Butler opened a cigarette factory. It just so happens that Baron Osborne likes to smoke this brand of cigarettes. I will ask Fat Orange to investigate the production later. The name of the factory that produced this cigarette."
"Um."
"Mr. Butler can't hold himself any longer. This is a good thing." Ma Wei put away the business card and said with a smile: "It seems that tonight is our chance to raid the underground laboratory!"
"Are you going to do it tonight?"
"Mr. Butler invited me to meet at a pub in South London tonight. After he left, the underground laboratory lost its leader. It was attacked and it was difficult to organize an effective counterattack. Isn't this an opportunity?"
Ma Wei has made a decision to inform Edward to attack the underground laboratory tonight!
If you want to attack the laboratory, you must first organize enough strength. Edward is indispensable, and Levin is also ready. Next
It is to summon members of the Aurora Society scattered across London to launch a large-scale attack!
"Brother, if you go to see Mr. Butler, the goddess will definitely go with you. What should we do if there is an extraordinary being who is difficult to deal with in the underground laboratory?"
"Who told you that I was going to see Mr. Butler tonight?"
Levin wondered: "If you don't go to see Mr. Butler, brother, and the underground laboratory is attacked again, won't Mr. Butler doubt you?"
Ma Wei smiled slightly: "Of course Nicholas von Manstein will accept Mr. Butler's invitation to go to the South London Tavern. However, the Nicholas who meets Mr. Butler can also be someone else."
"who?"
"Dyloch Holmes!"
(End of chapter)
