Arthur sat in the rickety carriage, and there was no expression on his face.

He was wet all over his body, and the weather was bad today, and he ran several streets to find a public carriage that operated in the morning.

The driver held the reins in both hands, and he saw Arthur covered in rain through the window glass, and asked embarrassedly: "Mr. Officer, do you need a towel?"

I have one to wipe my sweat, if you don't dislike it, use it first. The towel was hanging on the armrest in the car, and the white one was. ”

Arthur's body was a little shivering from the cold, and he smiled reluctantly: "Thank you for your kindness, then I'm welcome." ”

As he wiped his police uniform with a towel, he heard the laughter of the driver on the other end of the carriage.

The driver hid under the rain shield stretched out on the roof of the car and smiled cheerfully as he drove.

"It's okay, I'm a little embarrassed to say. You look a lot like my little nephew, with similar facial features, similar contours, and even your hair is black and looks healthy.

If he stays in the country, maybe he can be a Scottish Yard policeman like you, and your income must be good, after all, ordinary people can't afford to ride in a public carriage. ”

"Income ......" Arthur paused for a moment, he remembered a lot of things: "It's okay, at least you can live." ”

The coachman smiled and said, "Indeed, in these years, the job that can survive is a good job."

My nephew couldn't survive in his hometown, so he borrowed money to take a boat to the North American colonies.

I heard them say that the North American colonies are not like ours here, where there is a shortage of manpower, whether it is a farmer to farm the land or to work in a factory, they have a good treatment.

Alas, it's been more than half a year, and I don't know how my nephew is doing in North America, and I don't remember writing a letter to his uncle. ”

Arthur comforted: "Maybe the letter has not been delivered yet, after all, it will take more than half a month for the cruise ship to travel from Boston on the east coast of North America to Liverpool in China at the earliest." ”

The driver asked with interest: "You seem to know a lot about North America, how do you know that it will take more than half a month to take a boat?" ”

Arthur smiled, "Because I just refunded a ticket to Boston not long ago." ”

"Refund? Are you planning to go to North America before? ”

The coachman was puzzled: "Why? Don't you have a pretty good job? Only those of us who can't survive will think of trying our luck in North America. ”

With a towel in his hand, Arthur stared at the foggy rain outside the car window, and the emotions revealed in his tone were somewhat complicated and a little difficult to understand.

"There are many, complex reasons for this."

The coachman looked back at the young man, then shook his head in disbeloved, his eyes glinting as reddish as the flames of the Red Devil's mouth.

"Young man, you seem to have something on your mind. Still, as a person who has come over, I still want to talk nonsense to you.

There is only one most important thing for people to live in this world, and that is to live.

People live to live, don't look for any meaning, because life has no meaning in the first place.

The so-called meaning is a reason that people make up for themselves in order to live.

If this reason doesn't make sense, then let's change the reason, anyway, there are many reasons, there is always a suitable one for you. ”

At this point, the wheels of the public carriage came to a slow stop.

The coachman stretched his hand back and shouted at the top of his voice: "Mr. Officer, St. Thomas's Hospital has arrived, the road is not far, and you will be charged a starting price, one shilling." ”

Two coins were pressed into the palm of the driver's hand.

The coachman was stunned for a moment, looked at the two coins in his hand and asked, "Sir, it's one shilling, not two shillings." ”

Arthur stepped out of the carriage, straightening his police uniform and riding boots on the rain-soaked stone bricks.

"You can take it, as you said, these two shillings are the reason I made up for myself to live, and the meaning of my life."

He strode towards the gates of St. Thomas' Hospital, leaving muddy footprints along the way.

Agareth's silhouette began to flow out of the coachman's torso, and the boiling oil above the Red Devil's head was tumbling, and there seemed to be a fire burning between his eyes.

He was furious, and his trembling murmur, though indiscernible and faint, seemed to tear apart the gloomy sky and the pouring rain on the streets.

There seemed to be a lot of voices in his ears that were buried behind time, and he remembered many distant memories that he didn't want to remember.

- Behold, my servant. What I support, what I have chosen, what my heart is pleased with! I have given him my Spirit, and he will preach justice to the Gentiles.

He does not cry out, he does not lift up his voice, nor does he make his voice heard in the streets. Crushed reeds, he does not break. He does not blow out the lamp that will be broken, but he spreads justice with truth.

- a light to the Gentiles, and a fax to the Gentiles. God will give the Holy Spirit to the Savior whom God has chosen and in whom his heart is pleased to him, and he will preach justice to the Gentiles, to be a light to the Gentiles, to heal the blind, to save the prisoners, to bring out those in sin, and to hold our hands.

Agareth covered his head, his face full of disbelief: "Yes...... It's you? ”

Arthur stood quietly outside the window of St. Thomas's dissection room, and he saw that it was crowded with King's College medical students who had come to class.

The cold wind blew off his yarella hat, and the icy rain slapped against his face, but when the rain gathered in his jaw, it suddenly had a hint of warmth.

The touch, so hot that it was so hot that it was about to uncover his face.

From time to time, the voice of a medical professor in the classroom is heard.

"Please come closer, today's example is a little special, it is a young woman who is less than ten years old. We can see that the lungs of the deceased were slightly whitish and partially powdered, and they should have died from lung-related diseases. Lung disease is now very common among our workers, and we are committed to researching gas drugs precisely to ......"

Arthur's hand holding the officer's knife trembled slightly, and he continued to inhale and in, and he felt that his ears could no longer be heard, and his eyes were close to blindness.

He felt the whole world spinning, and he felt dizzy.

He felt a manic depression in his chest, and he had to kill a few people to let go of this knot.

He gritted his teeth, and a half-hoarse voice came out of his mouth: "Who did it?" ”

The Red Devil stood behind him, and he looked at Arthur fixedly, his eyes full of incredulity.

Arthur turned around and grabbed the Red Devil's collar and slammed him against the wall: "Agares! I ask you who did it! Can't you hear clearly?! Aren't you able to answer all the puzzles in the world?! Who did this to you? Tell me now, how many souls you want, and I'll pay you all! ”

Agareth was hit by him, and his head was clear.

The Red Devil took a deep breath, he pressed his hands down and said, "Arthur, you calm down, calm down first." ”

"How do you calm me down?! How do you ask me to explain to Adam! Are you going to let me tell him that his friend, that sweet little girl, Robin, was put in the anatomy classroom at St. Thomas' Hospital! ”

Agareth reminded, "Arthur, I know you're having a hard time. And I told you, you shouldn't come here, like Charles Darwin said, good people should stay away from hospitals, there's something in that...... Very...... Very bloody......"

"Is this a matter of blood! Why did she die, and how did the body get here after death?!

I...... I shouldn't have listened to Scotland Yard in the first place, and if I hadn't done what they asked me to do, and had made it public, Robin might not have had an accident......

I...... It's all my ......."

Arthur gasped and clutched his heart against the corner, only by doing so that he would not fall.

"Arthur, don't blame yourself too much." The Red Devil put his arm on his shoulder and said comfortingly, "This little girl won't live long in the first place, it's not your fault. ”

"Arthur! Oh no! Robin is missing! ”

Suddenly, a shout rang out.

Arthur looked up and saw that it was Tom and Tony, who were supposed to pick up Robin for the doctor, and Adam, who was being held in Tom's arms.

When Arthur saw them, he hurried to get up, but several times he tried to get up, but he fell into the puddle.

Seeing this, Tony hurriedly quickened his pace and ran up to help him up.

But when he ran to the window of the anatomy classroom, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Tony looked inside, and almost instantly, he felt his head fill with blood, and two lines of tears flowed out.

"I ...... What the am I ...... I fucking slaughtered these idiots!! ”

He drew his police knife and tried to rush into the classroom like an angry black bear.

But before they could act, they were stopped and hugged by Arthur from behind, and the two of them exerted their strength in the opposite direction, and finally they both fell heavily into the mud.

Tony tried to break Arthur's hand with all his might, but his pincer-like arm wouldn't let go anyway.

"Arthur, you...... You let go of me! You fucking let go of me! I won't slaughter these people, you ...... After you let me die, how did I ...... How do you face God? ”

"Tony, you can't go." Arthur's hoarse voice rang out: "You're going to start a family, you can't do this kind of thing." ”

With tears in his eyes, Tony scolded, "What a fucking family are you starting a family!" Arthur, don't think you're the only one who is the cop, and so am I! ”

"Then you can't go either."

"Why?"

"Because it's my command."

"Fuck you orders!"

Tony fell to his knees, his head holding up to the sky and howling, and in the rain, all he could see was his bloodshot eyes.

"Ah!!!!!!!!h

Tom stopped behind with Adam in his arms, overwhelmed by Tony's reaction.

"Arthur, Tony, what's wrong with you?"

Arthur raised his hand at Tom, he swallowed and spat, "Don't come here, Tom, you and Adam will stay there." ”

Tom was stunned, "Is this also an order?" ”

"No, it's not." Arthur's hair was wet on his head, making him look embarrassed: "It's just a request, if you want me to feel better, don't come, I'll go." ”

Holding his analgesic heart over to Tom, Arthur crouched down to keep his eyes level with Adam.

"Adam, I don't know what to tell you. I...... I'm sorry for you, even more ...... I'm even more sorry Robin. You believe in me so much, but I ...... I, I'm sorry, I let you down. ”

Adam's eyes widened slowly when he heard this, and the nine-year-old seemed to understand something.

All children who come out of St. Giles' parish are always precocious to their peers, and he understands the meaning of Arthur's words.

"Mr. Hastings......"

Arthur barely dared to look at him: "I...... I'm really sorry for you. ”

Adam's eyes were full of tears, he stretched out his arm to hug Arthur's head, and put his face on top of Arthur's head: "You have never been sorry for me, and even if you do, I am willing to forgive you." ”

Arthur fell to his knees, slowly closing his eyes, and his excitement finally regained its calm in the rainstorm.

"Adam, I assure you, and Robin, that I will not spare anyone involved in the disappearance of the parish of St. Giles."

He took a deep breath and ran his hand back through his wet hair, then stood up and said to Tom.

"Tom, immediately send someone to the magistrate's court to apply for a search warrant for St. Thomas' Hospital at King's College."

Then, he shouted at Tony, who was crying silently behind him, "Tony! If you want revenge, come with me to the Home Office now, and the investigation of this disappearance will belong to the Greenwich Police District of the Metropolitan Police Force in London! ”