Chapter 5: Hands-on
In early spring, it was dusk in London before four o'clock.
The gray sun shone through the clouds, the bells from the school church gradually stopped, and the day's classes were over.
Yu Lian stuffed the books "Microscopic Matter" and "Introduction to Potions" into his suitcase, called Eric, and the two of them went to the private club where they worked.
Thanks to the blessing of this Cowherd classmate, Yu Lian collected some information.
The young lawyer who killed Madame de Linard, named Fred, married the mayor's daughter two and a half years ago. Originally, his law firm in the East End of London, with the help of the Mayor, owned an entire office building in Regent Street, the heart of London's West End.
Now he is the most popular young man in the legal profession of the empire, and has been nominated for the next vice president of the bar association.
And Madame de Linard, who financed his business in the East End, died at the official level in a burglary.
The murderer was arrested the day after the crime, and the trial was concluded at the speed of light, and the grave grass should be a foot tall by now.
A barrister whose father-in-law is the Mayor of London is definitely a promising man in a capitalist society.
However, this kind of beast that is well aware of the loopholes in the law is the greatest scourge on the road to the legal system...... Die and die, without any psychological burden.
When it got dark, Yu Lian came to the M Club.
It offers a catering and dance service, and holds regular tea parties, and most of the guests who come and go are idle ladies.
There are also some young women who come here to organize cultural salons, or to discuss ideals with each other, or to discuss the articles and poems of well-known writers.
Julien and Eric took brooms and rags and prepared for business.
"Hey, look at me like this, how much is it worth?" Eric asked in a stinky voice.
His face, in fact, is two or three levels worse than Yu Lian, which is considered good.
However, the thickness of his face is several times that of Yu Lian, and in the face of his question, Yu Lian shook his head and ridiculed: "Bargains everywhere." β
"You're jealous of me!" Eric twirls the rag with his fingertips.
"Eric, really, it's already respectful of you to say it's a bargain. With your face, it really looks like a money-losing goods that couldn't be sold last year and smashed in your hands this year. β
"You're really good at swearing."
"You're in charge of laughing, I'm in charge of scolding, it's good."
"Yu Lian! Eric! Don't chat here with pay, change your clothes and get ready for business! β
Inside the bar, Caterina, who was wearing a loose long dress, turned her head and yelled at the two young men.
"Queen Wasp is angry...... "Eric hides behind Julien as if frightened.
Yu Lian wiped his hands with a rag and looked at the bar: "Boss, Eric and I are discussing a new track. β
"Yes, yes, yes!" Eric nodded hurriedly, "From now on, I will be Yu Lian's partner, and we will form a band together." β
Katerina looked at them with bright eyes, and a slightly playful look in her kindness: "Yu Lian, go and change your clothes, and take a good rest while you still have time." As for you, Mr. Eric, wipe down all the tables. If I see a stain, I will be deducted from my salary for one day. β
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A rising star in the British music scene was ruthlessly strangled in the cradle by the double-standard boss.
Yu Lian changed into a performance costume, took out the violin from his handbag, and went to the stage in the middle of the restaurant.
"Oops, less than Lian, forget about what didn't come last night. But I have to warn you about one thing! Caterina took a cup of coffee and sat down at the table closest to the stage, looking at him with a faint look in her eyes, "Please don't smile when you perform." There have been so many guests coming for you lately, and I don't want this to become a battleground for boring women to compete for you. β
"Boss, you're overthinking." Yu Lian looked at the audience and said solemnly: "Before the ladies of London turn this place into a battlefield, those young male lions who came because of your admiration will first turn this place into a chaotic African savannah. β
Katerina's smile is getting better and better.
The coffee was brought to her lips but she didn't drink it, and she stared at Yu Lian playfully: "Could it be that Paris is really rich in playboys?" β
"I'm not from Paris, so I don't know this." Yu Lian placed the piano on the left collarbone, and the left side of his chin rested against the chin, "I am from Normandy." I don't know if Normandy's specialty is a playboy or not, but I do have a playboy produced in Normandy. β
When he said this, there was a kind of bright and upright momentum!
"Haha~"
Caterina laughed wildly.
This young Frenchman is really funny, and he always makes her laugh in a serious way.
You despicable outlander...... Not far away, Eric looked enviously at his colleague who was favored by his boss.
It was already dark, and customers began to enter the store.
Julien withdrew his attention and gently pulled the strings.
The sound of music sounded, and Caterina drank her coffee, half-squinting in pleasure.
She had a delicate and beautiful face, her brown eyes and chestnut hair were in perfect harmony, and she looked like a traditional delicate lady who was harmless to humans and animals.
However, her thin and erect eyebrows always inadvertently reveal a hint of strength and shrewdness.
How can a woman who can be called "Queen of Wasps" be simple.
Even Yu Lian, a wage earner, knows that the boss is an extremely well-informed person, whether it is in the political and business circles or other aspects, she can know some inside stories that ordinary people can't touch.
The dim glow of kerosene lamps illuminated the vast and luxurious hall, and the fire in the fireplace was already lit.
Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can get a glimpse of the quiet and lively business scene.
Mrs. Kuo, who has a mature style, smiles and whispers with her companions to gossip, and tastes a bite of delicate pastries from time to time;
There are young women with gentle eyes, sitting in the quietest corner, quietly enjoying a cup of black tea that is not disturbed;
There are young and lively teenage girls who are chattering with their peers about the same age and opposite sex on stage.
All kinds of women have more or less set their eyes on the stage.
Then they became sensual women.
He wears clean and neat clothes and pulls the strings gracefully.
Just the right smile, clear eyes, and a handsome face...... This is the most beautiful prince!
βI once had a girlβ¦β¦β
βOr should I say she once had meβ¦β¦β
The singing voice is gentle and deep, with a special magnetism.
It's a voice that you can never forget once you hear it, just like his smile, deep eyes, and beautiful nose.
Katarina, who listened intently, couldn't help but smile.
Since Yu Lian came to work in the store, many of his wives, who usually rarely see him once a month, have been waiting for him here on time almost every night. When the rich old women heard him sing, it was as if their brains were about to melt, and the food was only expensive.
While making money and having fun, Caterina was also very curious: were all those strange songs written by the little guy himself?
At nine o'clock in the evening, the club closes.
After cleaning and tidying up, Eric can't wait to make money.
Yu Lian didn't have a side hustle, so he picked up his handbag and went home.
Caterina locked the door and walked side by side with him for a while.
The streets were a long way away from a crude street lamp, suspended by ropes and pulleys, and bustling London was gradually falling asleep.
There weren't many pedestrians, except for the occasional drunken man walking by with his shoulders hooked and staggering.
Some of them really couldn't walk, so they just lay down on the side of the road.
The sky is the quilt, the ground is the bed, and the sunrise is the alarm clock, but it is also comfortable.
There is no shortage of drunks on the streets of London.
On the streets of London in winter, there is no shortage of drunks who freeze to death.
But London will not be pitiful and will not grieve.
For London, people need to consume a part of their consumables every day.
The young and beautiful female boss seemed to be touched by something, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, and slowly spit out smoke rings into the air, quite a bit of sadness for a young woman in literature and art.
"Yu Lian, why are you coming to work with me?"
"Money."
Yu Lian waved his hand to disperse the smoke.
"Vulgar parlance." Caterina threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped it out.
She first frowned to show her dissatisfaction, and then gestured with her hands in front of Yu Lian: "If it's for money, you'll be a male pet like Eric." You must have a higher and greater purpose! Am I right? β
Oh......
Yu Lian suddenly realized.
The boss has lived alone for too long, and she has symptoms of 'intermittent life philosophy feelings', and she needs someone to comfort her at this time.
For the sake of her respect for the cigarette, Yu Lian replied seriously: "I don't sell it now so that I can sell it at a higher price in the future." β
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The boss smacked him the shoulder, then stopped a cab and drove away.
"You guy has to be handsome, otherwise I'm really afraid that you will be single for the rest of your life......"
These were the last words she left.
Yu Lian stood in place, blowing the cold evening breeze of spring.
There were no stars or moon at night in London, and only the sizzling gaslamps of the streets kept him company.
"I saved 12 shillings and 6 pence today, happy ......"
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Out of respect for Scotland Yard, Yu Lian lived a very peaceful life for the next week.
Go to school, get out of school, work part-time to earn money.
Incidentally, he secretly recorded Fred's whereabouts.
And stepping points!
Finally, on a rainy evening at the end of April, he got his hands dirty.