The network was cut off last night.,It didn't resume until twelve o'clock.,Now let's make up for the update that fell last night.。

In the days following the feast, the news about Garion and Balan's Pool quickly increased, and many gossipers who did not know that they were lovers were surprised to find that they quickly began to live together, much to everyone's surprise.

The book lovers who were still arguing about the level of higher and lower were suddenly stupid, and a few days ago they were still desperately criticizing each other's books for each other's authors, and a few days later, these two actually came together? What kind of rhythm is this?

An even more unexpected advertising effect appeared, because of the best-selling of Lady Agatha and "Murder on the Eastern Train", the Sherlock Holmes series began to gradually be accepted and popular by the public. It's just that the editor-in-chief of Thornton is very depressed, and it is clear that the Sherlock Holmes series is the originator of the detective theme, but it has fallen behind in this detective competition.

Instead of returning to Gates Hill soon, Dickens made a special stay in London for a few days to visit Garion. He had just learned of Garion's address from a friend in the industry, and he immediately paid a visit.

When he saw "Hepburn" and "Trotsky" walking together, his thoughts came true, but he still quietly entered the house and beckoned him to sit down.

The author of the world-famous books "Orphan of the Fog", "A Tale of Two Cities" and "David Copperfield" appeared in front of him, and Garion, as a time-traveler, spontaneously gave birth to a feeling of awe.

Looking at the little couple in front of him, Dickens's guess gradually cleared his mind. He nodded and smiled and said, "His Excellency Trotsky would not be to blame for the visit, would he?" I had been busy entertaining at banquets and had missed the opportunity to communicate with His Excellency Trotsky. ”

"It is an honour for His Excellency Dickens to come all the way to visit."

Garion looked at the person in front of him, and the great writer, who had been very low-key since the banquet, suddenly appeared in front of him, and he felt that things were not so simple. If you have any questions to ask, you have already asked them at the banquet a few days ago, so why do you need to wait until you come to the door today?

So he asked tentatively, "But is it not as simple as a visit from Mr. Dickens?" I suppose that with my present fame in Paris, it would not have gone so far as to have Monsieur Dickens visit in person. ”

Dickens paused, he was depressed, could his intentions be so obvious? But Garion had already picked out the topic, and he had to move on.

"Well, I'm actually curious."

Dickens asked bluntly, "Is all this a script arranged by His Excellency Trotsky?" Including everything about what happened at the banquet? ”

"Huh?"

Garion paused, still smiling, but stared at the man in front of him with deep eyes, and asked rhetorically, "What do you want to express?" ”

"No, I'm not here to question anything today."

Dickens didn't pierce the paper, but shook his head and said, "I mean, although the style is completely different, maybe 'Murder on the Eastern Train' and the Sherlock Holmes series are the work of His Excellency Trotsky." ”

"You're mistaken, 'Murder on the Eastern Train' is my wife's work."

"Oh? Is it? ”

He glanced meaningfully at Mrs. Balanchi, who was sitting opposite, her face slightly changed, and said to herself, "Although I don't know why I want to publish it in the name of your wife, I have no reason to interfere. And after reading these two articles, His Excellency Trotsky's writing and plot arrangement are definitely not a clumsy newcomer, but rather a writer with a lot of experience and profound writing skills. So I am also curious about who is the real identity behind the name Trotsky...... Which famous writer in Paris is it? But His Excellency Trotsky was too young, and he didn't know anyone like I had in mind, because I had lived in Paris for a few years. ”

At this time, Balanchi, who was sitting opposite her, couldn't hold back any longer when she heard this, she suddenly stood up, bowed slightly to the two people in front of her, signaling that she was unwell and went back to the room to rest first.

Only Garion and Dickens were left, staring at each other.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, Garion thought of Dickens and offered a farewell.

"It's not too early, I'll go back first, take care, Your Excellency Trotsky."

Dickens also stood up and prepared to leave, while Garion sent him to the door, but his eyes kept staring at the other party's carriage, he didn't quite understand whether Dickens suddenly said this on a whim or for another purpose.

But Garion knows that with fame, the truth will come out sooner or later......

It is definitely not a good thing for this writer, who was already famous before the age of thirty, to suddenly set his sights on himself. Just like his and Edgar Allan Poe's strange corpse love plot, it is not a good thing to be watched by the curious gaze of the great writer.

The last time he was looked at like this was a blind dead man in the Paris morgue.

After Dickens had left, Madame Balanchi came out of the room, saw Dickens's carriage moving away, stood behind Garion, and held his hand. "What do you mean by Mr. Dickens?" Did he find something too? ”

Since the other day, she has been afraid that her life that has finally calmed down will be broken by an accident that suddenly arises.

It was originally a very serious conversation, but Garion replied calmly, "Oh, I'm afraid we're being targeted by this man who likes to play with his sister-in-law." ”

Feeling that he had taken his words seriously, Garion hurriedly added, "But it doesn't matter, it's not a big problem, there is no direct conflict of interest between us and Mr. Dickens." ”

Mrs. Balanchi glared at him, and said angrily, "Then do you know that Mr. Dickens likes his sister-in-law?" ”

Garion said mysteriously, "See the ring in Mr. Dickens's hand?" It belonged to his sister-in-law, Mary, who had been wearing it in her hands since she died of an unexpected violent illness at the age of 17. ”

Mrs. Balanchi was horrified when she heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Is it true?" ”

"I guess."

"Ahh

Dickens, who was sitting in the carriage, sneezed and rubbed his nose.

This temptation made him even more convinced of one thing, that, for whatever reason, the name Trotsky was definitely not his real name, and he suddenly remembered that Monsieur Dumas, whom he had met when he was still in Paris, might be able to find out the true identity of this man of letters through his connections.

At this time, he was already silently preparing a draft in his mind to send a letter to Paris.

………………

Engels had just come out of Manchester to meet Marx in London. In addition to running his own business, he spent the rest of his time writing articles analyzing the American Civil War, pointing out the labor movement in Europe today, and a series of analyses of the war situation.

Because of Engels' financial aid, Marx was able to have more energy to write articles and organize the revolution. There is no doubt that Engels played an important role as the second violinist among the leaders of the 19th century revolution.

The most that Marx and his friends have been discussing recently is the establishment of a broad international workers' organisation to better lead the revolution. He believed that the proletarians of the world should unite not only in the literal sense, but also in the form of a broad and substantive cooperative organization.

For the first time, he thought that Engels had revealed his thoughts on the International Confederation of Workers, and had made so many important comments that even Engels was surprised that his friend had such a grand plan hidden in the depths. And Marx just smiled and said that all this could not be done without the credit of someone.

At this time, Ens was standing by the window, and he happened to see Garion sending Dickens out the door, so he casually asked, "Karl, it seems that a new neighbor has moved to the house next to you?" ”

"yes."

Marx responded, "An interesting young man who fled from Paris and just moved to this street half a year ago. When we met before, he gave me a lot of valuable advice on the question of the revolution and the question of building a broad coalition. Oh, it seems that he and his wife are still writing books, and have now made some name for themselves in the London literary scene. ”

"Oh? A literati from Paris? ”

Hearing that he had fled from Paris, Engels seemed to remember something instantly, and he looked thoughtfully at the young man who was sending people away from the window, and said hesitantly, "I recently heard that there was a brilliant revolutionary poet in Paris in Paris last year, who was expelled from Paris by the French government on suspicion of inciting the people to hate the government. His whereabouts are unknown, and some believe he fled to Great Britain ......"

Marx's expression became solemn as his friend's words made him frown slightly, and he quietly listened to Engels continue.

"However, your neighbor moved in exactly half a month after the revolutionary poet was expelled. The identity is also that of a literati expelled from Paris. ”

Engels whispered, "Oh my God, my friend, don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?" ”