Chapter Ninety-Four: The Birth of the Underground Queen

In the cells of the Greenwich Police Station, there was the sound of slapping against the iron railings, and occasionally there was a hoarse roar of a woman.

Tom and Tony, who were guarding outside the cell door, couldn't help but hold their foreheads and shake their heads when they heard this.

Tom was dissatisfied: "It's been a week, why hasn't she stopped?" ”

Tony pouted: "The devil knows what kind of magic that opium tincture is, if we don't give it to her, it's like we're going to kill her." ”

Tom said helplessly: "It's really not good, let's buy her a bottle." She kept making a fuss in it, which made me uneasy. ”

Tony glared at him, "Do you want to disobey Arthur's orders?" Besides, didn't Arthur make it clear? What is this called withdrawal reaction, and when this period of time passes, she will be better. ”

Tom exhaled, "For the first time, I'm glad I had followed the House Rules of Scotland Yard, and if I hadn't insisted on not drinking, I might have been addicted to that thing by now." ”

Tony shrugged: "But you said Arthur too, why don't you just hand this woman over to the magistrate's court?" It's just a prostitute who does fairy jumping, and there is nothing else to investigate about the case, why are you detaining her here all the time? She yelled and yelled all day long, making everyone in the mood to work. ”

The two officers complained when they suddenly found that there was no movement in the cell.

They turned their heads to look inside through the iron window, and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's broken! How did she hang herself? Where did she get the rope? ”

The two officers hurriedly opened the cell door and rushed in.

They took Miss Fiona's legs and removed her from the rope.

Stretching out their fingers to feel it under her nose, the two officers let out a sigh of relief, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads: "Thank God, it's still breathing." ”

Unexpectedly, they had just let go of their hanging hearts, and suddenly, two white arms suddenly wrapped around the old officer's neck.

Fiona, who had just been dying, lay on Tom's back and breathed behind his ear, "Sir, go buy me some opium tincture." Just one bottle, no, half a bottle, as long as you give me that thing, I can play with it as much as I want...... Line ......"

When Tom heard this, he laughed twice, and he raised his hands high, lest he should touch something he shouldn't touch, and he said, "That'...... That's not going to work, I'm afraid...... I was afraid that Arthur would come to my wife and say that I was having an extramarital affair. ”

Fiona, whose eyes were bloodshot, suddenly changed her face when she heard this, and her arms around Tom's neck tightened violently, and then her hands grabbed him by the throat and screamed.

"You're such an eggless thing, just like that bastard boss of yours! Your Scotland Yard cops are all eggless stuff!! ”

Tom rolled his eyes when she pinched him, and Tony, who was on the side, saw it, and hurriedly pulled out the civilized battle on his waist and warned: "Ma'am! I'm not supposed to hit a woman, but if you're going to keep doing it, I'm going to have to! ”

But Fiona could not heed Tony's warning at this time, and she scolded, "Come on! If you take the seed, you will hang the old lady on the gallows! ”

"Hey! You stinky bitch! When Tony heard this, he immediately became angry, and he pulled out the battle of civilization on his waist, and was about to teach the other party a lesson.

At that moment, a white-gloved palm reached out from behind his back and pressed against Fiona's finger, which was pinching Tom's neck.

Tony turned his head to see that it was Arthur Hastings, the new superintendent of Scotland Yard's East London Region, who was already wearing the epaulette of the crown.

One by one, Arthur broke the fingers around Tom's neck, almost like pulling a freshly planted carrot from his own garden.

As he broke, he muttered, "Miss Fiona, such rude behavior is not what a lady should do. ”

Fiona clasped Tom's neck and refused to let go, but when she realized that all resistance was in vain, she simply spread her hands and waved her slap at Arthur's face.

But she clearly underestimated Arthur's agility and Fred's ability to fight back, which gave her a headache at the sight.

Arthur raised his right hand seemingly casually, grabbed her arm at once, and then with a slight flick of his wrist, Fiona, who was wearing a long dress, turned around twice and fell into the thatched pile on the ground.

Fiona's face turned red with anger, but she felt a little aggrieved, she lay in the grass with red eyes and scolded: "I want to accuse the court of your use of violence!" ”

Arthur pinched his tight wrist and loosened it, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "I can't see, you still know a little bit about the law?" ”

"Know a little bit about the law?" Fiona was anxious and angry, but she knew she couldn't beat Arthur, so she simply grabbed a ball of hay and threw it at Arthur: "Do you think I'm a garbage patrol like you who don't know gentlemanly manners?" If it weren't for my gambler dad not being angry and ruining the family, I would have made you look good! ”

Arthur half-squatted on the ground, smiled and looked at her, "I can't see, you are still a rich daughter." In that case, you must have received a considerable degree of family education, so why don't you find a normal job and do this kind of business? ”

"Normally working? If you call a weaver who works fifteen hours a day and earns seven to eight shillings a week as a normal worker, then I don't want to do it! ”

Arthur shook his head: "No, that's not what I'm talking about, I also know that female textile workers are poorly paid." But aren't you educated? If you get a job as a tutor, you can not only solve the problem of room and board, but also the income should be much higher than that of a female textile worker, right? ”

"Governess?"

Fiona couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard the word, and she reached out and patted Arthur's side cheek.

"My dear, don't you know what a governess does? If a normal large family wants to hire a knowledgeable tutor, then they will most likely hire a man. If you find a female governess with a good income, then most of them are boring.

What is the difference between that kind of tutor and what I do now? At least I'm quite free now, I can do business if I want to, and if I don't want to do it, I can call people directly, and I don't have to intrigue with the hostess, and my life is unrestrained, which is good. ”

"Is that so?" Arthur pinched his chin and pondered, and he muttered, "Are the stories that Elder read originally considered non-fiction?" ”

Fiona saw that Arthur didn't reply for a long time, and asked impatiently: "Everyone open the skylight and say bright words, there is no need to hide it, this time my boys and I have confessed, what do you want from me?" Money or body? It doesn't matter if you don't like me, we have other girls here. But I don't think you even look down on me, probably not even Hanny. Or maybe you don't like women at all? Forget it, I don't care so much, as long as you release me quickly, I can give you everything I can give. ”

When Arthur heard this, he just smiled and sighed: "Miss Fiona, I mean, have you ever considered being a good woman, or at least not being so thoroughly bad. ”

"Huh? Is this your condition? ”

When Fiona heard this, Liu Yemei couldn't help frowning, and she asked, "Why do you stinky men always like to do this kind of thing?" The world has forced me to sell my body, and when I get used to such days, you come to persuade me to change my ways, is there something wrong with your head? ”

Arthur raised his eyebrows and smiled gently: "So, do you agree or not?" ”

Fiona snorted disdainfully, "Of course you can make me a good woman." If I had 5,000 pounds, I would have been more ladylike than any noble lady in London. So, can you get 5,000 pounds? ”

When Arthur heard this, he turned his head and winked at Tom and Tony.

The two officers nodded understandingly, and then withdrew without saying a word, and closed the door of the cell.

Seeing this, Fiona couldn't help but glance at Arthur: "I knew you didn't have any good things. After all, it's not that I'm afraid of being seen by others. I knew that no one could not be distracted by me. ”

After speaking, she lay down on the straw pile, and pulled her shoulder strap down: "Come on, hurry up and let me out." ”

Arthur couldn't help but sigh when he saw her dead fish-like expression.

Arthur said, "Miss Fiona, what are you thinking?" I just wanted to give you a chance to make five thousand pounds. ”

"Huh?" Fiona sat up from the straw pile: "Boy, are you playing really?" Do you want to marry me? ”

Arthur smiled, his eyes flashing with a reddish glow, "It's not that I want to marry you, but I want to marry you." ”

Fiona was confused: "Who are you going to marry me to?" ”

Arthur Mo rubbed the side of her face, and his smile had a fatal charm.

"To be able to dominate Cambrigi's little brother with the body of a woman, Fiona, is enough to see what you are capable of. If you are willing to use your mind flexibly, you will never have to sell your body again.

I am willing to put you on the throne of the East End of London, and in the darkest and darkest part of Taur Hamletz, there is a treasure buried that once belonged to Fred, and to inherit that inheritance.

I'm going to dress you in a scarlet, pleated dress, and I'm going to put on a laurel wreath adorned with brilliant gems, and then I'm going to marry you off under the stars of the night, and I'm going to marry you to the vast East End of London, to the bloodiest and filthy hell. ”

Fiona's eyes gradually blurred, and by the iron window above her head was a smiling Agares, and between the hands of the Red Devil were intricate series of blood-red threads, and he was patiently playing with a game of rope flipping.

Arthur pulled a brand new pipe from his jacket pocket and gently placed it in Fiona's palm.

He whispered in Fiona's ear: "From now on, drink less opium tincture, it will slow down your sharp nerves." I'd rather you be addicted to tobacco than that thing. ”

(End of chapter)