A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 639: Against the World (1)

Is there such a world?

It is the reflection of the material plane, with an extremely evil aura, and has long been a playground for weird creatures.

Monsters achieve themselves by drawing power from the physical plane, such as negative emotions, and at the same time, causing disturbance to the physical plane.

At this moment, Lu Li's face was faintly visible in the smoke. He was used to this smell, and Holmes also knew about it in the past contact.

Therefore, the detective couldn't help taking out his pipe and puffing.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Madam Eugenie noticed the weight in the air, and even the sound of her breathing became much quieter. She was worried that Lu Li would tell herself a cruel truth.

In fact, this clever mother had already guessed that Lu Li must not be an ordinary person to become famous at such a dangerous moment.

Maybe like a priest in a church...

While Mrs. Eugenie was thinking, Lu Li stood up from the sofa and asked:

"Can you take me to where Dick was last seen? That's where you noticed he disappeared."

No matter what, you have to do some on-the-spot investigation.

"Okay, okay..."

Madame Eugenie responded hastily. She completely forgot the fact that she went downstairs too fast, broke her heel and sprained her ankle. She walked in the front to lead the way. Fortunately, two police detectives responded in time and supported her before she fell.

What a poor woman...

Everyone present sighed unanimously in their hearts. She was living in this world, and this was the only one left to rely on. To be honest, if conditions allowed, Lu Li didn't even want to continue to explore, leaving a thought for the other party.

Because, almost none of those who are targeted by Weird can end well.

As far as Lu Li is concerned, he has only seen one lucky person, that is, the coachman he met late last night. He was rescued in time, and touched the magic spell he unintentionally released, and finally got rid of the evil spirit of falling and soul splitting. tragedy.

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【Although you are attracted by the lantern holder】

[But don't trust him by the lonely wall]

【He will put out the torch on the way】

【Then share the loot with the robber】

This is a widely circulated ballad in the last century, because street lighting is a personal responsibility, a responsibility of the church, and it is also the responsibility of city managers.

The church often pays for grease candles and distributes them to the poor, requiring them to light a candle every tenth house.

The city managers will hire some people to hold torches and act as lamp bearers to illuminate the road for pedestrians.

But the result was not ideal. The Lantern Holder liked to steal, and occasionally he would take risks by committing robbery and murder.

Fortunately, the change came quickly, and the gas lamp was invented, and one lamppost shone brighter than twenty oil lamps.

"In order to avoid murders and alleviate people's fear, the police station decided to extend the lighting hours to 24 hours."

"Whatever the weather, whether there is fog or not during the day, the lampposts will remain operational."

Hawkins, with police number 9527, supported the subject while explaining to Lu Li, "Of course, only Baker Street and a few nearby streets."

Sweeping the snow in front of the door.

Right now, each police station has launched corresponding policies according to its own situation, like the poor neighborhoods in the east, full of weirdness, the police station can only be forced to adopt shock therapy, stay in the police booths and offices and ignore them, and occasionally pay to invite some strange people from the people Stranger, help us deal with the imminent threat.

On the other hand, some police stations in the West District, considering public opinion, their own good financial situation, and not yet tight manpower, tended to take the initiative. They decided to cooperate with the gas company and funded to keep the street lights on for 24 hours.

"Because there are no workers available in private enterprises, the work of troubleshooting has also been handed over to us."

Following the direction of Hawkins' finger, Lu Li saw a gentleman in a police officer's uniform, who was digging into the pipeline——

Between the two footpaths there is a strip of iron plinths, on which gas lamps are inserted, connected to underground pipes.

Regarding this, Lu Li didn't say too much, light can't weaken the power of strange creatures, it can only give people courage.

In the face of absolute power, courage is an embarrassing emotion.

"Talking is better than nothing..."

Lu Li whispered in his heart while looking at Mrs. Eugenie. Her family lived at the end of Baker Street, near a small market.

In the past, the little guy Mi Gao would purchase some necessities here, but if he wants a more complete range of things, he has to go farther.

"That day, I left home to go out and buy as much food as possible." Madam Eugenie's face was pale. "Dick insisted on going with him. He said that he would be in danger if he was alone at home, and he promised not to run around."

"Alone? Where's your maid?"

For the middle class, hiring one or three maids from the colonies was not a big expense.

Facing Lu Li's question, Madam Eugenie's expression became more serious, her body froze obviously, and she said in a low tone, "Recently, horror stories have been circulating everywhere. They stole a sum of money and never came back."

"Well, you continue."

Lu Li nodded, indicating that he had no doubts.

"That morning, I locked the door and left the courtyard with Dick at my side, visible out of the corner of my eye."

"When I came to the sidewalk, I subconsciously looked at the market. It was less than 300 meters away from here, but there was a lot of smog that day."

Hearing this, Police Constable Hawkins frowned, and couldn't help asking: "The moment you look away, the child is gone, right?"

"yes……"

Madame Eugenie's white lips trembled uncontrollably, and once again she recalled the heartbreaking scene, and in just a moment, the child was gone.

"During this period, you didn't feel anything strange, such as the hair being blown by a strange wind, or the mist that was originally moving calmly appeared to churn."

Lu Li remembered that the fog that day was not so much that he could not see his toes with his head down. For ordinary people, the visibility was about 30 meters.

"No, nothing, footsteps, screams, nothing, Dick just suddenly..."

There was crying.

Accompanied by memories and thoughts, Mrs. Eugenie had to recognize the reality, that is, the child encountered something strange and became a party to a mysterious incident.

Reason told this poor woman that any strange event encountered could be regarded as equating with death.

A group of tentacles protruding from the dense fog, taking advantage of his distraction, wrapped the child tightly, dragged it away at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and wiped away its own traces, sneaking into another world.

Or, a cave connecting to another world appeared directly under the child's feet, causing him to fall before he could make a sound.

...

In just a few seconds, countless scenes flashed through Lu Li's mind. He even assumed himself, quickly deduced no less than twenty ways of kidnapping, and promised not to alarm Mrs. Eugenie.

"To investigate the disappearance of children in the surrounding area, don't wait for the reporter to go to the police station, take the initiative, visit and inquire one by one."

"By the way, can we go to your house and have a look?"

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