Watching Mr. Norman's carriage go away, Miss Moran sighed suddenly.

"There is a story in the East about a king who went hunting and came across a very skilled white orangutan. A soldier shoots it with an arrow, and it is not only able to dodge the arrow, but even catch the arrow and throw it at the king in turn. So the king was very angry and asked all the soldiers to shoot arrows together. The white orangutan could not resist the rain of arrows, and eventually died. ”

She told this story.

Pan Long naturally knew this story, and immediately understood what she meant.

Mr. Norman is naturally highly skilled, but no matter how high his skills are, it is not a reason for him to often write and publish the results of research that "defy common sense", or simply to speak to students in class.

It doesn't matter once or twice, but if it angers the government department called the "Anti-Suppression Bureau", I am afraid that the next blow will be extremely fierce.

When the time comes, no matter how great Mr. Norman's skills are, he will not be able to resist them, and there will be only one way to die!

He nodded, leaving the subject out of the subject, and asked, "I'm new to the city, and I'm not familiar with the situation here in London. Is there anyone or something that needs my attention?"

Miss Moran looked at Mr. Elloh, "If you want to talk about familiarity with London, Elloh is above me. You can ask him to talk to you in detail. Also, if you're willing to stay up at night, Stone knows a lot about people who have their days and nights reversed, so you can talk to him in detail. Please believe that this is not me pushing back, I have been indulging in the search for all kinds of unknown secrets of history all these years, and I know very little about the present world. ”

After speaking, she looked at the table clock and asked, "I'm going to the 'Song of the Sea' restaurant later, do I need to order food for you?"

"The old rules. Mr. Iello said.

"Wine, cheese and bread, grilled fish with vegetables – all the second cheapest, right?"

Mr. Iello nodded.

Miss Moran looked at Pan Long again: "Mr. Pan, what about you?"

"I'll go to Mr. Haven's house for dinner. Pan Long said.

He thought the couple should be happy to have lunch with them—especially if they were willing to pay a handsome monthly fee for it.

Sure enough, when he came to Haven's house, the lunch prepared by the Havens included his share.

There is not much to say about home-cooked food, bread coated with cheese, fish soup, vegetables blanched in hot water, and mashed potatoes. In general, the taste is relatively light, which is completely different from the "salted fish + fried french fries" imagined by Pan Long.

As for "looking up at the starry sky" or something, he asked casually during the meal, and Mrs. Haven was very curious at first, so she asked him to explain it in detail, and after listening to the detailed introduction, she understood what it was.

"Astrologer pies are a hassle to make. "You have to remove all the bones and bones, and you have to keep the basic shape of the fish." Only some of the best chefs can do it. I've only heard of it, but I've never eaten it. ”

"Is there a restaurant in London that can make this?" Pan Long asked curiously.

Mr. Haven thought for a moment and said, "If you want to eat this dish, you can make a reservation in advance at the nearby 'Song of the Sea' restaurant." As long as you're willing to spend money, the chef will be willing to spend an hour removing all the bones, bones, scales, and all the other debris for you, then crush them until they are half-cooked, and then put them in the pie and bake them together. ”

Pan Long was taken aback, he didn't expect this dark dish to take so much time.

In his previous life, he lived in the land of food, although his cooking skills can only be said to "not poison people", but he still knows something about cooking. Of course, he knows how cumbersome a dish can be that requires a professional chef to prepare an hour.

But this made him even more curious about "looking up at the stars", so he made up his mind to eat it again.

After lunch, the Havens had to drink some tea and rest for a while. But Pan Long didn't have this lazy habit, so he went out directly, asked a random passerby, and found the restaurant called "Song of the Sea".

As soon as he walked into this ordinary-looking restaurant, he frowned slightly.

The scene of the parallel world unfolded before his eyes again.

This time, he saw the restaurant in several other parallel worlds.

It could be a meeting place for an underground secret organization, similar to Moran's bookstore. Inside the restaurant's box, a group of people wearing robes that cover their faces are talking.

It may be the stronghold of an evil organization, and in the halls of the night, the demons are performing eerie rituals, offering sacrifices bound like rice dumplings to summon otherworldly beings from the other world.

It may be a small gallery where a painter displays and sells his work. Business is quite prosperous, and the audience is like a cloud.

It could be a police station, with uniformed detectives coming and going with serious expressions.

Soon, these images disappeared before Pan Long's eyes, and soon only the lively restaurant hall was left in front of him.

He met Miss Moran, who was sitting in an unobtrusive position, and with her introduction, he found the owner of the restaurant, Mr. Saliba, the chef.

"I'm glad to have met a traveler who has such a passion for good food!" said Mr. Saliba, a big man with a burly figure and a loud voice, and he also had that air of great mystery, a kind of exuberant exuberance that it is hard for a person with keen senses not to think of something like "mushrooms after a rain" that symbolizes vitality when you see him.

Mr. Saliba happily patted Pan Long on the shoulder, and showed affection in this way like a rough man: "Astrologer pie, right? No problem! I have made this dish several times, and it is not difficult except for the time. ”

"So, how much do I have to pay for this?" Pan Long asked.

"Two pounds. Mr. Saliba held up two stubby fingers, and it was hard to imagine that those rough and calloused hands belonged to a good chef, "not this dish, but the whole course." I will prepare a whole set of meals for you, including drinks. ”

Pan Long nodded, and while the price seemed like a lot — the equivalent of four ready-to-wear suits, or renting a room in London on good terms for a month — it was clearly worth the price for the exotic cuisine.

The point is, he's not short of money (laughs).

With Mr. Iello's lunch, he returned to Moran's bookshop - Miss Moran would not be back for a while, her lunch was only halfway through, and the point was that it would take a long time for refreshments to take after the meal.

Mr. Arlo's eating style is somewhat similar to Pan Long's, with a nice way to call it heroic, a bad way to call it gobbling, and even more ugly to call it a starving ghost reincarnated.

It only took him a few minutes to finish the lunch, and then he lifted his neck and took a big gulp with a large glass bottle full of liters, before he let out a long breath and gave a pleasant burp.

"Well, traveler from the East. He said, "Now, let me introduce you to some local 'souvenirs'." ”

"On the London side, the first thing to note is of course the two groups, Scotland Yard and the Anti-Suppression Bureau. ”

"I've heard that England is divided into England, Scotland and Ireland, the so-called 'British Isles,' but London should belong to England, so why should you pay attention to the Scots?" asked Pan Long.

Mr. Arlo laughed: "The British Isles, Britain, Ireland, England are just two islands." Britain is divided into three parts, England, Scotland, and Wales, but what does that matter with Ireland? Miss Moran said that the story is as far as it is from the truth. I can't imagine that the Orientals would have such a misunderstanding about us!"

Pan Long also smiled: "Then please talk about it in detail." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to make it clear. "'Scotland Yard' is often referred to as such because their gate faces a place called 'Scotland Square.'" ”

Pan Long nodded.

"In our line of work, you know, you don't like to deal with the police. In particular, Scotland Yard has recently started to engage in plainclothes police again, which has added extra trouble to us honest businessmen. Mr. Iroh laughed, but Pan Longke didn't believe that he was an "honest businessman" at all.

"But Scotland Yard is generally relatively easy to deal with, after all, they are police officers, and they have to talk about evidence. He continued, "In comparison, the Anti-Suppression Bureau is much more difficult to deal with!"

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "The Anti-Suppression Bureau...... It's a nightmare for our business!"

"Miss Moran said before that she said that the Anti-Suppression Bureau is a department similar to our Dongfang 'Jinyi Guard' or 'Qin Tianjian'. But to be honest, I don't really understand. Pan Long said, "The Jinyi Guards are a special army responsible for the Emperor's affairs, secretly investigating all kinds of information that they deem necessary to investigate, and the Qin Tianjian is a group of royal scholars who are responsible for studying astronomy, approving the calendar, and incidentally suppressing the demons and monsters that may arise in various places." Which of these two departments is the Anti-Suppression Bureau?"

Mr. Iroh thought for a moment and said, "According to you, it may be more similar to Jinyiwei. ”

He sighed and said, "The so-called Prevention and Suppression Bureau, to put it bluntly, is a department that specializes in handling cases related to the 'invisible technique'. Because of its secrecy, it has a bad reputation, and everyone doesn't believe it. ”

"Just because they are secretive, people don't trust a government department?"

"Who told England to hide from the people the existence of the invisible arts and their knowledge? Mr. Iello thought for a moment and said, "Let me give you an example. We all know that most people go into a wandering house through sleep and dreaming. So, if a person kills another person who can only rely on dreams to enter in the middle of the house, how will this case be counted?"

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"Well, traveler from the East. He said, "Now, let me introduce you to some local 'souvenirs'." ”

"On the London side, the first thing to note is of course the two groups, Scotland Yard and the Anti-Suppression Bureau. ”

"I've heard that England is divided into England, Scotland and Ireland, the so-called 'British Isles,' but London should belong to England, so why should you pay attention to the Scots?" asked Pan Long.

Mr. Arlo laughed: "The British Isles, Britain, Ireland, England are just two islands." Britain is divided into three parts, England, Scotland, and Wales, but what does that matter with Ireland? Miss Moran said that the story is as far as it is from the truth. I can't imagine that the Orientals would have such a misunderstanding about us!"

Pan Long also smiled: "Then please talk about it in detail." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to make it clear. "'Scotland Yard' is often referred to as such because their gate faces a place called 'Scotland Square.'" ”

Pan Long nodded.

"In our line of work, you know, you don't like to deal with the police. In particular, Scotland Yard has recently started to engage in plainclothes police again, which has added extra trouble to us honest businessmen. Mr. Iroh laughed, but Pan Longke didn't believe that he was an "honest businessman" at all.

"But Scotland Yard is generally relatively easy to deal with, after all, they are police officers, and they have to talk about evidence. He continued, "In comparison, the Anti-Suppression Bureau is much more difficult to deal with!"

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "The Anti-Suppression Bureau...... It's a nightmare for our business!"

"Miss Moran said before that she said that the Anti-Suppression Bureau is a department similar to our Dongfang 'Jinyi Guard' or 'Qin Tianjian'. But to be honest, I don't really understand. Pan Long said, "The Jinyi Guards are a special army responsible for the Emperor's affairs, secretly investigating all kinds of information that they deem necessary to investigate, and the Qin Tianjian is a group of royal scholars who are responsible for studying astronomy, approving the calendar, and incidentally suppressing the demons and monsters that may arise in various places." Which of these two departments is the Anti-Suppression Bureau?"

Mr. Iroh thought for a moment and said, "According to you, it may be more similar to Jinyiwei. ”

He sighed and said, "The so-called Prevention and Suppression Bureau, to put it bluntly, is a department that specializes in handling cases related to the 'invisible technique'. Because of its secrecy, it has a bad reputation, and everyone doesn't believe it. ”

"Just because they are secretive, people don't trust a government department?"

"Who told England to hide from the people the existence of the invisible arts and their knowledge? Mr. Iello thought for a moment and said, "Let me give you an example. We all know that most people go into a wandering house through sleep and dreaming. So, if a person kills another person who can only rely on dreams to enter in the middle of the house, how will this case be counted?"