"First of all, it's a guy named Franklin, who seems to have some research on electricity, and I was so badly injured over 30 years ago that I actually thought I was dead at the moment, but he brought me back to life with two little pieces of iron, and he told me afterwards that my heart stopped beating for 430 seconds.

And after this incident, I thought that electricity was actually a pretty good thing. ”

The second one was a man named John. Watson's doctor, I think he is very much like me when I was younger, and for many nights it was his wine that made me see the meaning of life.

It sounds like a lot of nonsense, but I've thought about suicide more than once, and in fact, at my age, death is quite tempting, so now I can stand in front of you, and those night drinks play a decisive role. ”

Listening to these two names, Moriarty looked at the old beggar with more and more suspicion, and finally, even with an unconcealed dissatisfaction.

Because the other party is too insincere, he doesn't even bother to hide this insincerity.

His Royal Highness the Son of Franklin has certainly heard this name, and this year's Transposition Ceremony, this distant blood relative of the royal family, who is committed to the promotion of electricity, will take on the stage to challenge Augustine the Great.

And at this time, it is clearly not a coincidence that this person is put on the balance of trading.

As for that John. Watson, in the investigation of Sherlock, naturally also has a piece of information about him. A retired medic has an incredibly clean file, but it is this extremely clean identity, coupled with his bizarre departure from the front-line troops, and the blank period of the file that spanned nearly ten years before he joined the army, all of which faintly contain a certain weird taste.

Especially the evaluation of the old man in front of him.

[It's very similar to when I was younger]

Could it be that he is implying that in this world, there is another terrifying killing god?

In short, the old beggar seemed to say two names at random, but there was definitely a very simple mind behind it, he could know what was happening in the banquet hall, he could know that he was standing on the bank of the Thames at the moment, and he could use a cigarette to open this conversation with him.

Anyway, no one can take this as a simple deal.

Therefore, His Highness the Holy Son asked very solemnly.

"So, what do I get?"

The old man in front of him smiled: "Hey, what else can it be, didn't you say it just now, I'm not good at anything but killing people, so I promised to help you kill someone, how about it?" ”

At this moment, Moriarty seemed to suddenly feel a chill, and his body, which had been standing tall, seemed to instinctively lose control of his muscles, and trembled for a moment.

Kill someone

didn't say who to kill, that means that anyone can be killed; I didn't say when, which means that you can kill at any time.

This kind of ambiguous, even somewhat absurd words, coming out of the old man's mouth, have a fatal deterrent power! It's as if he was asked to kill the current emperor, and he would smile and nod.

Moriarty fell silent and began to smoke, sip after puff, and after a long time, he finally carefully finished a cigarette, until the spark reached the cigarette holder and slowly extinguished, and he finally put the only small piece of filtered cotton into his pocket.

"Okay, that sounds fair, I agree."

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good." The old beggar said, as if he wanted to shake hands with the other party after negotiating the deal, just like those businessmen, but found that his hands were too dirty, so he rubbed his pants in embarrassment.

At the same time, he seemed to inadvertently turn around and saw the maid standing quietly not far away.

Moriarty also forgot about the past, and immediately found that Moran was also watching her, and the young maiden's eyes always seemed to be watching her master.

"She's a good girl, and if I had the courage of you when I was young, I would have run away from that wedding." The old man said with a smile.

This sentence piqued some curiosity in Moriarty, and he wanted to try to ask about it.

But as soon as I turned my head, I found that there was only some sediment and algae on the riverside around me.

He was stunned, and then subconsciously looked at Mo Lan, and the maiden servant seemed to have reacted at this time, looked around blankly, and found that the old man had disappeared without a trace at some point.

The fireworks in the sky have been warmed up for more than half an hour, reaching the high dynasty like a girl's Sichun, and the huge flames are soaring into the sky, and the absurd scenes of the ceremony are only known to some of the people present, and those who don't want to die basically dare to publicize it to the outside world, so the citizens of the empire are still immersed in the confused love and beauty.

The decrees of the Reich and the Holy See stipulate that on the Day of Divine Love, the citizens of the Reich shall enjoy a full day of vacation.

Even the inmates in the prison can go out of their cells at night and look up at the flowers in the sky on the prison playground.

However. After all, there are some people who can't enjoy the holiday at any time.

For example, at this moment, in the London Medical Association's first aid facility, the wailing can be heard almost a few streets away.

It is said to be a 'first-aid place', but it is actually an open-air square, with nearly 100 beds placed next to each other, without any disinfection process and no protective measures, only gas lamps that are bright all night and carts that never stop transporting medicines.

On this day, those young people who have not experienced love, but are looking forward to the unknown, can always show extraordinary imagination.

In addition, fireworks in this era are indeed not so safe, basically gunpowder, sulfur, and charcoal with toner are stuffed into a sealed paper shell, and even deliberately written on the packaging 'fireworks are dangerous, bear the consequences' and other signs, and some nobles always like to gather a large number of fireworks together, of course they will hide away, but these dumped explosives often affect some unsuspecting civilians.

In short, all kinds of injuries can appear in this chaotic night, such as those who are injured, those whose eyes are burned, those whose respiratory tract spasms are overly excited, those who are not able to pull out, and those who are punctured by wild plants.

The smell of disinfectant could not hide the blood, the horse-drawn carriages in the streets and the fireworks in the sky could not hide the miserable wails, and the painkillers were not as effective as they were each time, and this was more like a cruel execution ground than a hospital.

And in the dim gas, the doctors did not wear medical white clothes, but wore leather black robes, wrapped their whole bodies tightly, and wore sharp beak-shaped masks on their heads, only two thick glasses, and a pair of tired eyes could be seen inside.

For some time after the Demon Gate was opened, this outfit became the standard for doctors in battlefield medical and emergency medical facilities.

Because corpses bring disease, decay is a breeding ground for countless viruses, and in those days, the air doctors breathed was poisonous.

Because of the vigorous development of steam technology, it will inevitably lead to other industries not getting sufficient resources, and the medical industry in this situation will become more and more stagnant, although the life science institute can always develop some efficient drugs, but because of the cost, can only be applied to the Holy See or the middle and high levels of society, in fact, at this time the medical cognition of the people at the bottom of the society, is still at the level of a few decades ago. This has led to the mortality rate of emergency trauma and major diseases, which is still a frighteningly high number, such as the seriously injured patients in this emergency field, roughly estimated, only two or three percent of them can survive in the end.

Doctors in emergency facilities still habitually wear this non-breathable leather coat and a mask with an air filtration device to avoid contracting the disease.

After all, what is more frightening than the death of a patient is that doctors also begin to die.

"Doctor, if the child is going to die, she won't cry anymore!!" A 50-year-old woman prayed to a doctor: "Help her first, help her!" ”

On the bed next to her lay a little girl who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, one leg was bloody and fleshy, and the skin around her was scorched from the explosion.

However, the doctor beside him could only push the old woman away.

"Everyone needs treatment, and it's not just the children who can't hold on!"

The doctor didn't even stop, but ran to another bed not far away, the man's blood had soaked through the sheets, from a demon's attack

The threat of hell, the scarcity of medicines, the stagnation of technology, the unevenness of resources and the flow of money, these problems will always be revealed somewhere.

Therefore, the brilliance of this era is always concentrated in a specific time, or within a specific range, and the main theme is always the one that Moriarty fears.

The old woman sat down on the edge of the bed, hiding her face and weeping, she did not dare to look at the girl on the bed, and the face that was pale and distorted from pain, the weak cry gradually became weaker, the old man trembled, did not want to accept the fact that she was about to lose her child, but the hateful sobriety made her unable to deceive herself.

And that's when .

"Thank you, sister."

A crisp child's voice sounded.

The old woman heard the voice of her child, and was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was hallucinating, and looked up blankly, and then saw that the child on the bed had opened his eyes.

Although his face was still a little pale, he seemed to be in good spirits.

Subconsciously, the old woman's gaze shifted downward, and then she looked extremely surprised. To the serious wound on that leg,

It's completely healed!

(Today is the beginning of the month.,Come and count the tickets.,mua~)

(End of chapter)