A straight and upright navy turtleneck tuxedo, a star-like three-star Bath epaulettes, spotless white gloves, long, close-fitting flawless trousers, a glossy silver buckle, and a handy police knife hanging from his waist.

Arthur dipped his hands in some water and meticulously pulled his hair back to his head.

It wasn't until he was sure that everything was flawless, and he finally put on the bowler top hat with the Great London Metropolitan Police Department insignia, symbolizing the Scotland Yard police.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and he changed back to his familiar appearance.

It was only three days, but it made him feel like a world away.

He stared at the familiar and strange person in the mirror, and slowly raised his hand in salute.

Agares's voice sounded faintly: "Inspector of Greenwich Police District, East London Region, London Metropolitan Police Force, Arthur Hastings, tsk......t-tsk"

Arthur straightened his collar: "Agares, why do you sound sour." I'm just a little police inspector in charge of four police sub-stations. Where can you compare to you, the Duke of Hell who commands 31 demon legions? ”

"Oh......" Agareth said, covering his mouth, "That's all in the past, and now I don't have a single hair, so I don't have a lot of weight in hell, and you, the police inspector, can control life and death in at least 4 patrol districts." ”

Arthur stared at him, and he always felt that this guy had been talking weirdly lately.

Agareth leaned against the wall and looked at Arthur's new look: "Arthur, although I hate you wearing this skin, don't say it, look at your outfit, you really look more and more like a good person." ”

Arthur said, "Agareth, if I'm not mistaken. In the context of the devil, the word good guy doesn't seem to be a good word, right? ”

Agares grinned twice: "Good person is not a beautiful adjective, but I am indeed complimenting you!" Arthur, haven't you heard that phrase?

The most advanced hunters, often in the form of prey.

It's great that you're a good guy and have a great plan for my soul. ”

Arthur loosened his shoulders, which had been sore from the long stretch, and said, "Really? How can I hear it differently than yours? I've only heard that the most high-end ingredients often only require the simplest way to cook them. ”

"Arthur, what nonsense are you talking about. I can't understand it? We're both wearing a pair of pants now, can't you be honest with me? ”

Arthur shook his head slightly, "If there was only one pair of pants, I'd rather let one of us wear it while the other has a bare ass." ”

"Why?"

Arthur replied calmly: "Because if two people wear the same pair of pants, then what we both want to cover will be exposed." ”

When Agareth heard this, he first looked down at himself, and then looked up at Arthur's, and then he dragged out his words and said.

"Wonderful! But, Arthur, if you really have a pair of pants, I'd better put them on for you first. Because is there something about you that is about to be revealed? ”

When Arthur heard this, he was stunned.

He patted his head and scolded in a low voice: "Damn! I almost forgot about Willocks. ”

He turned around and walked out with a big stride.

Agareth asked, "Why are you going?" ”

"Nonsense, of course it was an escape. This trip to Scotland Yard is not a loss, at least I earned a new set of clothes. See you in the Americas, Agares. ”

Arthur clenched the doorknob, but before he could open the door, he heard Agareth's roar ringing in his ears.

"Arthur !!"

Arthur frowned and rubbed his ears.

"What the hell are you doing? My ears are deafening to you! ”

"Can you be so action-oriented in everything? Run, you're a police inspector now! What are you afraid of? Whoever wants to fix you, you will kill whom! ”

"What's wrong with the Inspector? Agareth, it's not hell, at least not the one you've been in. Where murder is a felony here, and stealing five shillings can be punishable by death, do you still think murder is a trivial matter? You, an outsider, should respect the opinions of our locals in such matters. ”

Agareth smoked when he heard the words: "Hey! Arthur, fuck you! You're still acting with me, aren't you? I think you don't want to be a policeman at all, being a theater actor is much more promising than being a policeman! ”

Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean that you will help me?" ”

Agareth snorted coldly: "Of course. But ......."

The Red Devil leaned back on the table, his chin crossed and his chin crossed, and he smiled like a cannibal: "We have to talk about the price." ”

Arthur thought for a moment, and struggled to raise five fingers at him.

Agareth was pleasantly surprised: "Five souls?!" ”

"No, five pounds." Arthur was puzzled: "I'll have to keep another five pounds, and if you fail, I'll have to take a boat." ”

"Arthur! Can you fucking forget about the boat! Don't you feel at ease when I do things?! ”

The Red Devil was already hysterical: "I've never seen you bargain with the devil like this!" You dare to do anything to save your poor friends. Why did you come to Lao Tzu and ask you to order something so hard? Fuck, in my opinion, Jesus should be taken down from the cross and crucified to you! ”

Arthur was also helpless about the anger of the Red Devil: "Agares, five pounds is really a lot, five pounds is a hundred shillings, one thousand two hundred pence, if the "Bloody Act" is not amended, this money is enough to kill twenty people." ”

"Then you go and buy the lives of those twenty people, Lao Tzu has no habit of shopping by himself! Do you have slaves here? You can buy two for me! ”

"Agares, you've been sleeping for so long, you've slept a little drowsy. Great Britain banned the slave trade as early as 1807, and if a slave trader was caught, a slave would be fined 100 pounds! ”

"And what if I just want slaves?"

Arthur shrugged: "Then you still have to leave five pounds for me to take the ship, slaves are in the North American colonies." ”

"Can you please stop worrying about your broken ship! Damn, you kid is only shrewd like a fox when he faces me.

Do you know? What have you been used by that Robert Peele?

He used your deeds to cover the Catholic Liberation Act and distract the public.

He also promoted the campaign to repeal the Bloody Bills, which he had always insisted on.

And you, you didn't react to this at all! ”

Arthur sighed helplessly: "Agareth, you are the devil, you can not care about reality. But I'm different, and I have to think about these things.

What's more, didn't you say it all? I'm now the Inspector of Scotland Yard, and I speak better in London than you do.

The Bloody Act is going to be amended, the Catholic Liberation Act is passed, and I can't think of a better outcome.

As for Sir Peel......

In these years, it is not easy for things to develop well, and I really can't criticize the perpetrators for whether there is misconduct in the process of behavior. Let's use it, at least our goal is the same. ”

Agareth gave him an angry look: "Inspector? Aren't you all going to run away by boat? ”

Seeing that he was not lightly angry, Arthur had to persuade him with good words: "As long as a person lives, he can always do his job again." ”

"Are you fucking ready to run?"

"Or else?"

Agareth took a deep breath, his snort filled with glittering sparks.

Since signing the contract with Arthur, he feels that his temper is getting better and better.

Agareth glared at him fiercely: "You little bastard, take away the thoughts of the boat." You'll be fine. ”

Arthur was a little puzzled: "Why? ”

"Because there are people who want Willocks dead more than you do. Arthur, sheriff isn't a big deal, and neither is you, the Inspector.

For some people, as long as you get in his way, he will always find a way to kill you.

Are there very few homeless people and beggars dying on the streets in London? Haven't you seen floating corpses on the Thames? ”

Arthur's expression changed a little, and he looked at Agareth, "You seem to know a lot. ”

"Of course, don't forget which bowl of rice I eat, I can solve all the puzzles in the world."

Agareth said meaningfully, "Arthur, you cherish life very much. But as you can see, for those who have made the Bloody Code, a life is only worth five shillings......"

……

Right above Arthur and Agareth's heads, one level above the dressing room, is a richly decorated office.

A middle-aged man, who is wearing the same police uniform as Arthur, is working at a desk.

Knock knock!

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

A handy policeman came up to the middle-aged man and saluted, then leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"Superintendent, Willockx's body has been found."