The room in the lab was quite spacious, and the furnishings were very simple, with nothing but a Faraday cage.

But perhaps the room wasn't so plain from the start, at least judging by the unburned ashes of the fabric under the window, it should have been hung with curtains.

In the Faraday cage, there is a laboratory table and various materials and parts used for experiments.

As for Mr. Charles Wheatstone, the person at the center of the incident, his appearance today is obviously much more chic than before.

An electronic wind caused by a strong electric current blew through the cage, blowing Wheatstone's hair in the wind, as if it were standing on end.

The British gentleman, who had always worn gold-rimmed glasses, was completely silent and silent, holding the resistor in one hand and the ammeter in the other, and stepping on a stool with one foot, laughing uncontrollably at the crowd watching him.

"Bitch raised! If you have a seed, come here! Don't blame me for not warning you beforehand, even if God comes today, he can't get me out of the cage! ”

Dumas and the others were dumbfounded and shocked, and they looked at Wheatstone, who was bursting out foul-mouthed, and couldn't figure out how that gentle gentleman could do such a thing.

Where was that shy four-eyed boy thrown away?

Arthur was silent for a moment, then took off his pipe and exhaled a puff of smoke, and he asked the apprentice next to him, "How long has Mr. Wheatstone's symptoms lasted?" ”

The apprentice pressed his head with a headache and replied, "It's been about a week." Ever since he discovered the cage, he hasn't stopped. ”

Another apprentice also sighed: "The medical journals say that hysteria is only for ladies. But now it seems that the doctors should be wrong, and it is possible for gentlemen to contract this disease. ”

"Hysteria?" Alexandre Dumas was surprised when he heard this: "Did Mr. Wheatstone actually contract this disease?" This...... He was unlucky. ”

The apprentice nodded, "We also asked the doctor from the Royal Hospital of Bertrem to come and see him a few days ago. At that time, the doctors thought that Mr. Wheatstone might be too stressed, and that he could be cured after a period of recuperation. But unexpectedly, after a few days, Mr. Wheatstone's situation not only did not improve, but worsened. He put himself in a cage early every morning and waited until we were asleep before sneaking out on his own. Whoever passed by the lab would curse twice. This morning they couldn't take it anymore, so they informed the people at the Royal Infirmary in Bertlem, and they sent a car to the Royal Society to pick them up, but we couldn't get Mr. Wheatstone out of his cage anyway. ”

When Wheatstone heard this, his eyes immediately widened and he scolded angrily: "Let your fuck fart!" I've never been sick and I'm better than ever! It's the sick guys, you guys are all sick! ”

The apprentice sighed, "Look, gentlemen, he's started again. ”

When Louis saw this, his face suddenly became a little strange. During this time, in order to keep up with the pace of handling cases in Scotland Yard, he taught himself a lot of medical knowledge. And hysteria, which doctors consider to be a high-incidence disease, of course, he also knows something.

Louis asked vaguely, "This...... I've heard about hysteria in the treatment of ladies, usually...... Well...... The doctors helped them release their mental stress with their hands. Normally, the doctor will ask the husband to do it himself, and if it is really not possible, then leave it to a professional such as a doctor. However, if it is a man who is sick...... May I venture to ask, how exactly is the Royal Hospital of Bertreum going to treat Mr. Wheatstone? ”

When Alexandre Dumas heard this, the fat French man, who was a veteran of the party, 'heard the strings and knew the elegance', and he clapped his palms and suddenly realized: "No wonder Mr. Wheatstone suffers from such a disease." It's been a long time, he's holding back the problem! Sure enough, the hero saw the same thing, although I only knew some knowledge of battlefield first aid, and I had no experience in giving medical diagnoses. But I had advised Mr. Wheatstone before he became ill that he was a man who needed some love. ”

When Heine heard this, he seemed to be sad and a little sad, and he said without vomiting or unhappy: "Alexander, although love is very beautiful. But I must say that most love does not bring happiness, it does not cure any disease, it only stabs people like roses. ”

Alexandre Dumas clearly disagreed with Heine, a best-selling author whose lovers had grown up almost immersed in love, and his mentality was completely different from Heine's, an unrequited love loser.

But because of his friend's face, Alexandre Dumas did not break Heine's sadness after all.

After all, not everyone can still maintain an optimistic attitude after being rejected by two cousins, and although Alexandre Dumas intends to pass on some love experience to his friends, it is clearly not now.

He turned his head to Arthur and said, "Arthur, I think you have to take full responsibility for Mr. Wheatstone for being like this. ”

"Me?" Arthur frowned slightly: "You mean that the work indicators I set for Charles are too strict?" Come on, he hasn't worked in two months. In the past, he spent his days figuring out how to decipher love letters, acting as an emotional advisor and confidant brother everywhere. Most importantly, I didn't assign him this task.

Do you think I'm going to be interested in the crooked messages in the Acacia column? The students in Oxford are planning to elope with the girl they just met, the priest in such and such a region is suspected of having several lovers, and the youngest son of the Earl of XX is pursuing a lady who can be his mother, what is the use of these things? ”

When Louis heard this, he smiled and complimented: "Sir, although these are useless, I still have to say that your memory is really good." ”

When Arthur heard this, the smoke he had just inhaled in his throat was stuck in his throat.

He coughed continuously, and his nostrils and mouth were bubbling: "Louie, you did it on purpose, right?" ”

"Nope. I mean it. Louis replied with a smile: "I used to hear people say that our archives are all in your head, and I don't believe it. But now it seems that what everyone said is all true. ”

Arthur pursed his lips and replied, "That's another employee you haven't seen before, and he's floating at sea right now." When he returns, you can talk to him when you have time, and maybe get some useless information for interspecies communication. ”

Seeing that Elder was about to start a small meeting again, Dumas hurriedly pulled the topic back: "Arthur, I'm not talking about the pressure you put on Mr. Wheatstone's work. It's your Scotland Yard that has recently done that to crack down on prostitution, now where are we going to find an experienced lady to treat Mr. Wheatstone? ”

Arthur raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "Alexander, do you dare to pat your chest and assure me that you are not mixed with the slightest selfishness in saying this?" ”

Alexandre Dumas said with a righteous face: "Of course! Love is everywhere in my life, but Mr. Wheatstone is obviously different, so he needs money to solve problems. The only thing to be thankful for now is that Mr. Wheatstone was able to solve the problem by spending his money. If it were Mr. Carter who was in the cage today, the situation would be very different, his needs are so varied, I think he might have to be sent to the London Zoo with the cage. ”

Louis glanced at Wheatstone, who was standing in the cage, and vaguely suggested to Arthur: "During this time, we not only rectified the phenomenon of prostitution, but also confiscated several batches of illegal publications. Do you think that if we took out a few copies and gave them to Mr. Wheatstone, would it help alleviate his condition? ”

As soon as he finished saying this, before Arthur could speak, Alexandre Dumas took the lead and asked, "What good things have you got?" ”

"Shhhh Be quiet! ”

Louis put a finger to his lips, and he looked around until he was sure that the apprentices were not paying attention to them, and then he whispered, "Nothing new, mostly reprints of old works." For example, Clelland 's "Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Happy Woman", Roger Fishwell's "Merirland", John Crealland's "Memoirs of a Happy Woman", and a collection with a rather long name, I remember it was called "Rare Truth: Venus's Cabinet Was Opened and Her Secrets Were Exposed". ”

When Alexandre Dumas heard this, he exclaimed: "Scotland Yard has really done something earth-shattering this time!" The books you mentioned are not easy to find on the market, they all seem to have been banned by the church and the government, and even the authors have been in prison, right? Even Elder's bastard didn't have all of them, and he only had one copy of Merriland.

I still remember the descriptive language in it, which was indeed masterful. Like, what's that looks like a huge radius...... Bigger than anyone else', or 'the land needs to be cultivated carefully', if it weren't for reading the text before and after, who would have thought that this was an erotic book? I thought it was Mr. Cavendish measuring the radius of the Earth. ”

As soon as Alexandre Dumas finished speaking, the apprentices who were listening quietly gathered around in embarrassment: "Sir, we just heard you talking about Cavendish as if you were talking about Cavendish Truth be told, we're actually interested in the radius of the Earth. ”

Seeing that the crowd seemed to be gathering more and more, Arthur hurriedly warned: "Recently, the class rooms in Scotland Yard have been full, and the council does not seem to have any intention of giving us a large amount of money to add additional detention cells for the time being, so you better not submit a housing application to us in the near future, why should you cause trouble for both parties?" ”

When the apprentices heard this, they had to go home.

But when Dumas saw that everyone was gone, he still took out an employee card of the Police Intelligence Bureau from his pocket and slapped it in Arthur's hand: "Have you forgotten? I'm also working for Scotland Yard! As a staff member, I should have the authority to check for contraband, right? At the very least, you've got to let me finish "Merriland", right? Elder only has the top half, and the bottom half doesn't know which bitch raised it tore up. ”

When Arthur heard this, he only refused: "Alexander, if it is normal, I can grant you this request." But this time is not good, I have been strict recently, if you wait for the limelight to pass, you can see what you want. But if you can't hold back, then I suggest you go to Bond Street and find Mrs. Berkeley, her shop Scotland Yard is not a good place to look, you can go there for an offline experience. ”

"Why?" Alexandre Dumas frowned and wondered, "Is there anything special about this Lady Berkeley?" I was even specially recommended by a Superintendent of Scotland Yard. ”

Louie helped: "Strictly speaking, Mrs. Berkeley was not recommended by Superintendent Hastings, but by Superintendent Motherwell of Scotland Yard. ”

Heine asked, "Why do you want to emphasize this in particular?" ”

Louis said helplessly: "Because not everyone can accept the service of Mrs. Berkeley, it is true that Superintendent Motherwell was retired from the 58th Infantry Regiment of Britain 'Steelback'. And the 58th regiment has this nickname because the regimental commander has a fairly long tradition of whipping, and almost every soldier who served there has tasted a dipping whip.

And Superintendent Motherwell ...... Well...... How to say, although he has retired from the army, he still misses the feeling of blood boiling when he was in service. Every time Superintendent Motherwell visited Mrs. Berkeley, he said that he felt energetic, as if he were a year or twenty younger, and that he had become back to the twenty-year-old boy with whip marks on his back, and that he was refreshed even when he worked. ”

"Oh......" When Dumas heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and commented: "I understand, after a long time, the service provided by Mrs. Berkeley is a 'British vice'." Before I came to Britain, I had heard that all of you were good here, and now I can see it for granted. But just for the sake of a special hobby of a Scotland Yard superintendent, Mrs. Berkeley is spared, and the level of favoritism in your Scotland Yard seems to have risen to another level lately. ”

Arthur replied, "Alexander, if you think so, then you are wrong. It wasn't Superintendent Motherwell who influenced the judgment of Scotland Yard, he didn't have that much weight. Legally, Mrs. Berkeley in most cases simply flicked the whip, or had the guests flick it. By the way, I'm talking about real whips, nothing else. If she just did this business, it wouldn't be illegal, and even if she wanted to do something else, she could easily get a legal permit.

Maybe it's a problem with the British education system, and the big guys here all have a decent level of stick education in school, so some of them are just as in love with Superintendent Motherwell. This is the main reason why Scotland Yard does not trouble the Lady of Berkeley, and there are too many people who choke Scotland Yard by the neck among her regular customers, and even some members of the royal family.

And this lady is not short of money, she invented a device called the 'Berkeley Horse' last year, and sold two thousand pounds in sales last year alone. So under normal circumstances, Scotland Yard can only show a little respect to this rich and powerful lady. ”

Hearing this, Alexandre Dumas couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mr. Wheatstone: "Then in my opinion, why don't you arrange something fresh for Mr. Wheatstone today?" ”

Arthur just smiled when he heard this: "Why bother, London is not only Mrs. Berkeley who can play whips, there are also professionals among the police officers in Scotland Yard." It's just ......"

Louis also laughed, "Unfortunately, our methods are not as professional as those of Mrs. Berkeley. But the good thing is that we also have Superintendent Motherwell, who not only likes to be pumped, but also knows how to smoke. Although he has been retired for several years, the old skills left to him by the 58th Regiment have not been lost. Superintendent Motherwell often said that he could kill a donkey with just ten lashes. ”

Alexandre Dumas shuddered at this, and he imagined the scene, the gloomy interrogation room, the shirtless man with big shoulders and round waists, the steaming heat coming from his shoulders, the chains, and the whip dipped in water.

While lamenting that there was new material for writing, Alexandre Dumas couldn't help but shudder twice.

Just as he was about to persuade Arthur to give Wheatstone some money, he found that Arthur was gone.

Immediately after, I heard a bang, which was the sound of the electric gate closing.

The lightning in the lab room vanished almost instantly, and Arthur paced his pipe to Faraday Cage and stood still.

He glanced at Wheatstone hiding in the cage, and put two fingers into his pocket and threw the handkerchief on the iron wall of the cage, and the cage wall, which maintained an extremely high temperature after a long period of electricity, instantly ignited the handkerchief.

As the flames burned, Arthur's words rang out.

"Charles, as a friend who cares about you, I now have two small suggestions that you can consider at your discretion.

First, you come out of the cage by yourself, and I'll take you to the hospital to see if you're really crazy. I don't think there's any hysteria, but if you really have some needs that you can't solve on your own, then I can take you with me at next week's Blue Sox Club meeting, and introduce you to some beautiful and well-bred young ladies by the way. After all, looking at your current situation, you can already speak normally in front of them.

Second, if you don't come out, I'll formally arrest you here now in the name of the Metropolitan Police, on the charge of arson. However, I am fortunate to inform you that, thanks to a year-long effort by all sectors of Britain last year, the newly passed Law of Assault on the Person (OHA) only applies to arson committed in military industrial centres such as the Royal Shipyards. So, you don't have to worry about your neck being hung from the gallows. For the sake of losing only one handkerchief, you will be sentenced to three years of hard labor at most.

Charles, just do me a favor, you better get out of the cage quickly. The District Prosecutor's Office for London is about to be formed, and I don't want to be convicted of my most scientifically literate friend in the first case I handle as a police representative. ”

(End of chapter)