MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 70 doll house

Duan Feizhuo jumped out of the magic circle, grabbed the talisman paper and stuffed it back into his pocket.

"Miss Q and Miss Acheson are here!" he said.

Mr. N nodded: "We withdraw!"

The three of them rushed towards the secret path together.

When passing by a cell, Duan Feizhuo heard a familiar scream from behind the door: "Hey, kid! I know it's you! You're here to rob the prison, right? Take me away with you!"

It's Pamo. In order to get out of the cell, he is really willing to join anyone.

"No time!" Duan Feizhuo replied.

Paimo howled: "I'm very useful! I'm good at digging holes! It's worth taking me with you!"

The gate of the dungeon burst open, and the detectives swarmed in. All of them knew secret techniques, and for a moment, all kinds of lightning and missiles flew past Duan Feizhuo's cheeks, cutting off several strands of his hair.

He ducked to avoid a shock wave. But countless vines suddenly appeared on the ground, and the tangled and twisted plants wrapped around his ankles. He flung himself to the ground.

Xenophon set fire to his fingertips, trying to burn the vines. Duan Feizhuo hurriedly shouted: "Wait! These are illusions!"

He had seen the same illusion once before. He concentrated and used his will to dispel the illusions around him. In a few seconds, the vines turned into ashes and disappeared, leaving the ground intact, with no signs of growing plants.

Xenophon looked at him complicatedly, and muttered, "Why didn't I see it? Am I so good?"

The footsteps behind became more and more noisy, and more and more detectives poured into the dungeon. Someone threw a fireball deep into the dungeon. Duan Feizhuo and Xenophon turned and ran. The fireball landed in the middle of the corridor, and exploded with a "bang", the loud noise made the cell door next to it shake.

The new Superintendent of the Abnormal Case Investigation Division walked towards the three prison robbers calmly with a calm smile on his face. There are only three people on the other side, and there are more than ten people on their side, even if they use crowd tactics, they can crush the other party!

At this moment, there was a "click" behind him, which sounded like the sound of a typewriter.

…Why are there typewriters in the dungeon? The Superintendent was taken aback.

Xenophon's ears caught the same sound.

"Hide away!" he yelled.

Mr. N has quickly hid behind the wall. Before Duan Feizhuo could react, Xenophon lifted his collar, and the two scrambled to the corner of the corridor.

There was another "taste".

Immediately afterwards, bullets poured down like a torrential rain!

Miss Acheson stepped into the dungeon as if walking leisurely, holding a Gatling machine gun. The rotating barrel kept spewing sparks, and the flying bullets swept like a torrent of steel.

"Damn! Why do they have Gatling?! How the **** did Gatling get into Scotland Yard?!"

"I know that woman with Gatling! It's their clerk!"

"I don't read much, so don't lie to me! How can there be such a clerk in the world!"

In the dungeon, ghosts and wolves howled. Among the police detectives, those who responded quickly lay down or evaded in time, while those who responded slowly had already been shot and fell to the ground.

Some people tried to block the bullets with mystic shields, but Ms. Q slowly walked out from behind Ms. Acheson. They had just summoned the shields, but they were ruthlessly destroyed by Ms. Q's mystic arts.

The hit rate of the Gatling machine gun is not high, but its most important role is to suppress firepower. The slanted bullets make it difficult for the enemy to even raise their heads, let alone attack them head-on.

Duan Feizhuo was held tightly by Xenophon, and the two covered their ears, squatting at the foot of the wall and shivering.

No wonder Z wanted to appoint Miss Acheson as the next leader. Is this the power of typists! Duan Feipi thought in awe. His uncle Joseph Chester also claimed to be a typist. What a dreadful occupation a typist is! He will never dare to underestimate the strength of a typist in the future! So scary!

Miss Acheson and Ms Q have overpowered the dungeon. Xenophon picked up Duan Feizhuo, pointed to the direction of the secret road, and mouthed: "Go!"

Duan Feizhuo nodded, and the two crawled forward together to avoid being accidentally injured by flying bullets.

But at this moment, a black shadow appeared behind Ms. Acheson and Ms. Q.

Miss Acheson stopped firing at once, turned and raised Gatling, holding it against her chest as a shield.

When - a straight sword hit Gatling, and sparks were sparked.

Mrs. Boyle held a long sword with a serious expression on her face. She had just left the floor when she heard the sound of machine guns. Realizing that someone might break into the Scotland Yard prison, she immediately turned around and intercepted the two prison robbers at the door of the dungeon.

The Gatling gun is inconvenient to use at close range, but this is not a problem for Miss Acheson. She directly uses the heavy machine gun as a melee weapon and swings at the enemy!

Mrs. Boyle was surprised that this slender girl had so much strength. She swung her sword to parry the machine gun that was swung at her. The wound edge brushed against the barrel, and there was a big "dang" sound. Her wrist was numb, and the long sword almost fell out of her hand.

She hastily withdrew her sword, and turned to deal with Miss Acheson with secret techniques. Although the machine gun is powerful, but when it is used as a melee weapon, its attack speed is very slow, and it will reveal huge flaws after each blow.

A flash of lightning struck Miss Acheson.

Then it was blocked by the shield summoned by Ms. Q.

Together the two women approached Mrs. Boyle.

However, without Gatling's fire suppression, the detectives in the dungeon jumped up and rushed towards Duan Feizhuo and the others. Some of them even turned back upstairs to deal with Miss Acheson and Ms. Q together.

The two night guards turned their backs to each other. On one side was Mrs. Boyle, and on the other was the mystic detective, flanking from left to right. The two are outnumbered, and the situation is extremely unfavorable.

Xenophon in the dungeon stopped, looked back, gritted his teeth and said, "It's that woman!"

The last time he was hung and beaten by that woman, he still remembers this grudge!

"I'm going to help Miss Acheson and the others, you and Mr. N hurry up!" Xenophon said.

Duan Feizhuo also hated Mrs. Boyle so much. How she tortured Z, Xenophon didn't know, but he knew it clearly. Not to mention that Mrs. Boyle also murdered Miss Madeleine with the goods bought in the trading house. The new and old hatreds were added together, and he wished to get rid of Mrs. Boyle and hurry up.

But last time Xenophon teamed up with Ms. Q, Mr. R and Yeats to defeat Mrs. Boyle. Although there were five people on their side this time, there were also many mystic detectives on the other side to help out. If the two sides really fight, I am afraid that there will be heavy casualties.

The goal of their operation this time is to rescue Z and escape unscathed, not to fight to the death with the committee.

Xenophon was about to rush to rescue Miss Acheson. Mr. N stopped him.

"Don't be impulsive!" the restaurant owner whispered.

He turned to Duan Feizhuo, "Go to the trading house to open the customer channel!"

Did he mean to let Miss Acheson and Ms. Q escape into the trading house?

This would indeed allow the two of them to escape, but the problem was that they would leave the magic circle talisman in place. If you want to leave the trading line, it will appear in the position of the talisman.

Before, they disguised the talisman as a letter and successfully sent it to Scotland Yard, deceiving the eyes of the police detectives. But after this battle, the detectives must have discovered that the letter paper is the talisman paper. They could just guard the talisman and wait for Miss Acheson and Ms. Q to appear.

What's more, they will destroy the talisman paper. Duan Feizhuo didn't know how the customer would leave the trading house after the talisman was destroyed. Maybe be stuck there forever?

This kind of thing can only be known through experiments, but he can't experiment with living people, right?

"Don't stand still! Hurry up!" Mr. N urged sharply.

"But…"

There is no room for hesitation in times of crisis. Duan Feizhuo chose to believe in Mr. N. He was the man chosen by Z as the leader's assistant. If he wasn't completely sure, he definitely wouldn't have ordered Duan Feizhuo to enter the trading house.

From the moment he learned of Mr. N's identity, Duan Feizhuo had a strange feeling: this man is not just a night policeman who wants to resign and open a restaurant. His attainments in secret arts may be far beyond their imagination.

Duan Feizhuo gritted his teeth, took out the magic circle talisman paper, and immediately entered the trading house.

Z was still sitting there with his back against the wall, his head slightly lowered, his silver hair covering most of his face. Even when he was injured, he always appeared calm and calm in front of his subordinates. Nobody knows what he's like when he's alone.

"Why are you back?" He raised his head and asked.

Duan Feizhuo turned the golden clock. A few seconds later, Ms. Acheson and Ms. Q jumped into the trading line.

"I've encountered a little trouble." Duan Feizhuo replied.

He was about to turn the clock back when Ms Q yelled, "Wait! They're coming in too!"

Duan Feizhuo's eyelids began to twitch: "Who wants to come in?"

As if answering his question, Mr. N and Xenophon stumbled out of the circle, almost bumping into the two ladies in front.

"Close the passage!" Mr. N ordered.

Duan Feizhuo did so. A total of six members of the rescue team and the rescued are here. They are indeed safe for the time being, but the problem is...

"How do we get out?!" Duan Feizhuo stared at Mr. N,

He thought that Mr. N's plan was to let Ms. Acheson and Ms. Q hide in the trading house first, and then ask someone to find a way to collect everyone's talismans and bring them back to the restaurant, so that everyone can escape safely. Out.

Unexpectedly, Mr. N let all of them hide in! Then who will collect the talisman paper? Those mystic detectives? !

At the same time, in the dungeon.

Just now, they were going to fight to the death with the prison robbers, but in the blink of an eye, all of them disappeared on the spot as if they had evaporated from the world!

The superintendent didn't know why. He has heard from His Excellency Carter that there are also powerful mystics among the night watchmen, but he has never heard of this ability to disappear in place.

Mrs. Boyle's expression was serious, and she clenched the sword in her hand.

The superintendent didn't see it clearly, but she saw it clearly: the two women who confronted her didn't disappear, but entered the secret trading house. The evidence is that two pieces of paper were left in place.

She stepped forward and picked one of them up with the point of her sword.

"Mrs. Boyle, what's going on here?" The superintendent pushed his subordinates away and strode towards him.

The female mystic pointed the tip of her sword at him. The superintendent's heart trembled, thinking that Mrs. Boyle was dissatisfied with his work mistakes and wanted to take him into surgery. But he quickly realized that Mrs. Boyle meant to show him the paper picked up by the sword tip.

He took down the piece of paper and looked at it several times, but couldn't find anything.

"It's just a letter," he said. He had seen many advertising letters from insurance companies in his life.

"Idiot." The female mystic spat out two words from her red lips.

The superintendent blushed. How dare Mrs. Boyle scold him in front of his men! What a needy woman! But he dared not speak back. Although he had followed the committee for a long time, Mrs. Boyle was the new favorite of His Excellency Carter. He dared not offend Lord Carter. If this woman wanted to harm him, not only would His Excellency Carter not pursue it, he might even help her destroy her corpse.

"I don't understand, ma'am."

"It's the paper they move on," was all Mrs. Boyle could say. If it goes deeper, such as telling the superintendent that this is the key to the trading house, the secret contract will be triggered.

That hateful mystery! Even though her key has been destroyed, the contract on her body has not been lifted!

Sure enough, the owner of the trading house was still in London. Instead of hiding in hiding, he and the gang of night guards swaggered into the prison and robbed her work like no one else...!

She hasn't been able to extract information about the trading house from him yet!

If His Excellency Carter knows about this...

Mrs. Boyle stared at the Superintendent coldly. The trash raised by this group of committees are all young people who have never experienced beatings in society, and they let the night policemen break in so carelessly. If Carter blames them, they will be the ones to blame. She had done enough for Carter anyway, and they settled.

The superintendent was horrified by Mrs. Boyle's stare. This woman looks young, but her eyes are old and vicious, which is completely different from her beautiful appearance. The superintendent didn't understand why such a cold soul lived in such a young body.

The other party is a big celebrity in front of His Excellency Carter, and he dare not offend. Since she said the Jailjacker moved through the paper, he'd just destroy the paper. He accepted the letter in a moment of oversight, and he had to try to make up for his mistakes.

"Ma'am, I'll send someone to burn the paper right now to prevent those people from sneaking up on us through these papers." He said in a flattering tone.

Mrs. Boyle twitched her lips. The owner of the trading house and the night guards are all in the trading house now, if their keys are burned, what will happen? She really hoped that they would be trapped in that different space for the rest of their lives. However, the owner of the trading house must have anticipated this risk, so why wouldn't he leave a way out for himself?

"Then hurry up and do it!" She said angrily.

The superintendent hurriedly asked his men to collect other papers and burn them together.

This is the second mistake he made today.

***

In the secret trading house, six people stared wide-eyed.

"We all hid in according to your orders, Mr. N." Duan Feizhuo said with his arms crossed, "Now the question is, how do we get out?"

"That old hag will definitely destroy our talisman." Xenophon's face was gloomy, even he was so pessimistic, and the mood of the others could be seen.

Miss Acheson turned the Gatling gun back into typewriter form and slammed it on the counter. Everyone present shrank their necks involuntarily.

Mr. N gave Duan Feizhuo a strange look: "Don't you know how to get out?"

Duan Feizhuo was speechless: "...I thought you knew?!"

There was an awkward silence.

Mr. N is calm and composed: "Everyone is a mystic, and the way of thinking is similar. If I were the creator of the trading house, I should have expected the destruction of the key when I created this space. How could I be so stupid as not to give myself Leave a way out with the customers? I think there must be a second entrance and exit in the trading house besides the magic circle. Let's find it together."

"The trading house is so big, if there is a second entrance, wouldn't everyone see it?" Duan Feizhuo complained.

"The second exit must be set in a place that only the owner knows, but it is difficult for the guests to find." Mr. N stared at Duan Feizhuo, with an unusual light in his brown eyes, "Think about it carefully, is there such a thing?" place?"

Duan Feizhuo's first reaction was to check the counter. This is the only place in the trading house that customers can't touch. After all, there are ledgers and money on the counter. He crawled under the counter and opened all the drawers (when opening the money drawer, Xenophon kept clicking his tongue, cast envious eyes at Z, and muttered, "Now I know the boss has his eyes on this kid. Where's it?"), but found nothing.

Others also began to spontaneously help him find it. Everyone checked every pane of glass in the display case, lifted carpets and tapestries, and even the cracks in the walls. But no one found the second exit that Mr. N said.

If that thing really existed, how could it have escaped so many eyes?

But Duan Feizhuo had to admit that Mr. N was right. What kind of person is Joseph Chester, how could he not prepare a way out for himself? If it was him, where would he place the second entrance and exit of the trading house?

A location that only trading house owners can find...

Duan Feizhuo stared at the gate of the trading house - there was a small stairwell outside the gate, a tapestry was hung on the wall directly opposite the gate, and on both sides were spiral staircases leading to the upper and lower floors.

However, the trading house has only one floor, and no matter whether you go up or down the stairs, you will return to the door of the trading house. It was a wonderful circular staircase.

Duan Feizhuo has wondered more than once after running a trading house for so long, why set up such a circular staircase? If it is to prevent guests from running around, there is no need to set up stairs. Wouldn't it be enough to build a boxy closed small room directly outside the door, and then hang a magic circle tapestry?

Would Joseph Chester do such an unnecessary thing?

Duan Feizhuo walked towards the circular staircase. He descended the stairs and returned to his original position. There was nothing on the stairs, which Miss Acheson and Ms Q had checked just now.

He guessed wrong? The second entrance is not here?

Wait..."Only the owner of the trading bank knows"...

This staircase can also be used by guests at any time, but basically only people who visit the trading house for the first time will be curious about it. Once it is found that it is a circular staircase, the guests lose all interest immediately.

But there are things in the world that only the owner of the trading house can see, isn't there?

Only the owner of the trading house—Joseph Chester himself—had clairvoyance.

Duan Feizhuo stood on the stairs and directly activated his spiritual vision.

A huge magic circle appeared on the wall at the back of the stairs, so big that anyone who is not blind can never ignore it.

"...This is too obvious!"

The others climbed (or descended) the stairs at the sound of his voice.

"What did you find?" Xenophon asked loudly.

"I think the second exit is here." Duan Feizhuo tried to press the magic circle, absorbing the energy in his body to drive the magic circle to operate.

The stairs boomed.

The whole space began to distort. The original spiral staircase straightened itself abruptly and extended into a straight line. At the end of the stairs stood a wooden door.

"It really exists!" Xenophon sighed.

Mr. N smiled slightly. Gu others suddenly let go. They thought they were going to be trapped here and end up either dying of starvation or having to leave through the passenger passage, captives of the committee. Rate loss second exit appeared.

"Shall we go?" said Mr. N.

Duan Feizhuo hesitated for a moment. "I don't know where the second exit leads," he said. "Maybe as soon as we go out we find ourselves standing on the bottom of the Thames, flirting with a school of fish."

Mr. N laughed out loud. Xenophon was very positive: "That's better than staring at the committee. And I like swimming."

"What if the outside is not the Thames, but a crater?" Ms. Q asked.

"Well, I also like lava, as long as it doesn't spray on me."

Duan Feizhuo had no choice but to say, "Don't move, I'll go out and explore the way."

In case the outside is really a river bottom or a crater, he still has time to seal the exit.

He climbed up the stairs in two steps in three steps, pushed open the door on the top floor and walked out.

Xenophon couldn't wait any longer. After the door was opened, neither water gushed in nor magma poured in. So he also followed out the door, and then bumped his head into Duan Feizhu's back.

Duan Feizhuo stood there, motionless, stunned by the sight in front of him.

He was in a small bedroom. A single bed was placed directly opposite him. Next to the bed is a dresser and wardrobe.

It was clearly a little girl's bedroom.

He took a step back and kicked something square with his heel.

Looking back, it turned out that there was a luxurious doll's house on the carpet behind it. It's the kind that little girls often use to play house wine.

He suddenly understood what this place was.

Joseph Chester once gave a little girl a doll's house for her birthday. The little girl loves the dollhouse very much. Even though she is no longer childish, she still keeps it by her side.

—This is the boudoir of Miss Louisa Lynn.

There is no safer place in the world. Even if everyone thinks about it, it is impossible to think that the second entrance of the secret trading house is located in the doll's house.

but...but...

Duan Feizhuo can already imagine the headline on the front page of "The Times" tomorrow - "Four men broke into the girl's boudoir. Is this the annihilation of human nature or the loss of morality".

***

Lord Perilla is in a surprisingly good mood today.

He just signed a major contract and ranks among the top richest people in the country. It is often said that prosperity in money and disappointment in love, but the lord felt that this may not be the case. He had a strong presentiment that his love scene would soon be gratifying.

Not long ago, he met a beautiful girl. This girl is so delicate that the knightly lord can't help but want to protect her and take pity on her. These days, the lord has been obsessed with that girl, and every day he thinks of the girl's appearance, he can't stay out of his mind. The servants said the lord was in love again, and the lord believed it to be so.

The last time he fell in love, it turned out so badly that he thought he never wanted to be in a relationship again in his life. But the appearance of Miss Louisa Lynn changed everything. She is not the same as the unknown "Melissa". Miss Lynn is the daughter of a lawyer, her family background is clean, and Lord Perilla never has to worry about encountering any fairy.

Although she is just a commoner girl, who said that nobles must not marry commoners? Lord Perilla believes that as long as the other party is upright and gentle, isn't that the best match?

What's more, Lord Perilla is now a top rich man in the country. In the past, he still needed to rely on marriage to obtain wealth for himself, but now he has a lot of money, and he can marry whoever he wants. Instead, he felt that noble families had too many rules and were not as free as commoners.

So, he specially bought expensive gifts and visited Lynn's house early in the morning. He's not planning to propose yet. It's too abrupt to propose after only seeing each other once. He wants to figure it out slowly, first establish a good relationship with Lin En's family, and get acquainted with Miss Louisa. She is such a smart girl, she must be able to understand her own mind...

Lord Perilla, who was dreaming sweetly, came to the street where Lawyer Lynn's house was located in a carriage. He specially asked the carriage, servants and many bodyguards to wait at the intersection, and visited Lynn's house alone. He worried that if he brought too many people, the Lynn family would think he was showing off his wealth. I heard that the common people dislike the "ostentation" of the nobles very much.

Lord Perilla carried an exquisite gift box and got out of the carriage with the help of his servants. He walked up to Lynn's house with his head held high, his mind full of fantasies about his future wedding to Miss Louisa.

When he was dozens of feet away from Lynn's house, the Lord heard a commotion.

Take a closer look, it's amazing! The father of his sweetheart was actually held up by two men in black! The man in black made a gesture to push him into the police carriage on the side of the street.

Mr. Lynn scolded angrily: "Why do you arrest people! Let me tell you, I am a lawyer! Even if you are a policeman, you have to follow the rules!"

The men in black didn't care what he said, they just dragged him out of the house. Mrs. Lynn and Miss Lynn embraced and wept.

The residents on this street are all middle class like Mr. Lynn. From the windows of the townhouse, faces, both frightened and eager to watch, pointed at Mr. Lynn.

Witnessing this scene, a bomb named "Chivalry" in Lord Perilla's chest exploded instantly.

He rushed forward and yelled, "Stop! What are you trying to do?"

The man in black frowned and pushed him away.

Lord Perilla staggered and sat down on the ground. The gift box in his hand also fell, and the gift inside made an unpleasant noise...

It was the first time, at my lord's age, that he had been so rudely treated. He was completely stunned, and could do nothing but stare at the group of men in black who didn't know what to do.

But if he doesn't do it, someone will do it for him. His servants and bodyguards were waiting at the street corner, waiting for good news from his master. Seeing their master quarreling with others from a distance, and being pushed to the ground, their expressions changed drastically - attacking a nobleman, is this a rebellion? !

They rushed forward without saying a word, forming a human wall in front of the Lord. The five big and three thick bodyguards grabbed the man in black's wrist. With his arm strength, it would not be uncommon for him to crush the man in black's wrist.

"This is Lord Perilla! Who are you to be rude to the Lord?"

The leader of the men in black looked at the embarrassed Lord and then at the menacing bodyguard, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

"Lord Perilla?" he muttered. "The one who owns the ether crystal mine?"

The other men in black came to the leader and whispered a few words to him. Lord Perilla heard only a few scraps of "His Excellency" and "Committee". The leader's face became increasingly ugly.

These guys at least know how to be afraid of the status of nobles. thought Lord Perilla.

With the help of his servants, he got up with difficulty and stared at the group of men in black: "Are you the police? It seems that I have to talk to your superiors! Maybe, bypass him and talk directly to the Chief Inspector of Scotland Yard ?”

The man in black withdrew his hand from the bodyguard and rubbed his sore wrist. "We just want this Mr. Lynn to come back to Scotland Yard to cooperate with the investigation."

With the noble status and the backing of bodyguards, Lord Perilla suddenly gained confidence: "This gentleman is my friend. Didn't you listen to him? Even if you are policemen, you must follow the rules. Do you have the procedures?"

In fact, Lord Perilla had no idea of ​​the procedures for inviting someone to tea in Scotland. He just wanted to test the men in black. What if they really didn't go through the necessary procedures?

The people in black looked at each other. The leader squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "It seems that we were negligent. You are lucky."

He winked at his subordinates. The group let go of Mr. Lynn and boarded the police carriage on the side of the road.

Mr. Lynn breathed a sigh of relief. He took Lord Perilla's hands and shook them vigorously: "Thank you for your rescue, Lord, otherwise I might be dragged away by them!"

Being so thanked by his sweetheart's father, Lord Perilla suddenly felt that he had something to play!

He looked at Miss Lynn beside him. The young lady had been ignoring him before, but now she looked at him shyly. Finding him watching her, Miss Lynn blushed and hid behind her mother.

Mr. Lynn asked him to come in and sit down for a while, which was exactly what Lord Perilla wanted. He immediately revealed that he was a guest and brought a gift. He held up the big gift box. Followed Mr. Lynn into the house. His **** hurts a bit, and he walks like a wolf. The servant Xia Shun was going to help him make a wedding, but he opened his **** with a glance. A mere zygote needs help, what will Miss Lynn think of him? ! Now is his time to show his manliness!

"Why do those policemen pester you?" After putting down the gift box, Lord Perilla wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Mr. Lynn's face sank: "They broke into my house early in the morning, saying that Leo was involved in a case, and asked me about his whereabouts. How could I know? I'm just his lawyer, not him My nanny, how can I pay attention to his every move 24 hours a day. So those people are not happy, think I am lying, and insist on arresting me in Scotland Yard. If it were not for you, I would probably be separated by iron bars by now Look at the scenery.

"It's really unreasonable!" Lord Perilla followed up and scolded the gang of men in black.

Although Mr. Lynn was terrified, he quickly calmed down. He saw through Lord Perilla's mind at a glance: the other party must be coming for his daughter.

If my family can get married with nobles, it will be a whole day in one step! However, Mr. Lin Si is definitely not the generation who sells his daughters for glory. It all depends on what Louisa wants. If she doesn't hate Lord Perilla, then the parents might as well create opportunities for them to make this beautiful event come true. What if she doesn't like the lord... Her daughter is so outstanding, so naturally there are many people chasing her, and she still needs a lord?

"I have chosen some things to give to your house. A small gift is not a tribute." Lord Perilla said with a smile, "You and I are both Mr. Chester—oh, Sir Chester's friends, so rounding off, you and I I'm a friend too. Friends need to walk around more with each other!"

He opened the gift box, but was dumbfounded. The gift he gave was a set of exquisite oriental porcelain, but when it fell down just now, all the porcelain was cracked, and there were only a pile of fragments left in the box.

Lord Perilla's face flushed first, then turned pale. Why is he so unlucky that such a shame happened when he visited his sweetheart's house for the first time...

He put the lid on the box immediately, thinking about what excuse he should use to take the gift box back and exchange it for a complete set of porcelain before sending it back.

"Speaking of...speaking," he stammered, "what happened to Sir Chester? Why did the police arrest him? He has just been knighted by His Majesty!"

Mr. Lynn shook his head: "I haven't seen him for a few days. He often goes out and doesn't say a word before going out. I don't know where he went...

As soon as the words fell, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded on the second floor.

Mr. Lynn jumped to his feet in a panic. Everyone in his family is here, who is on the second floor? Could it be that there is a man in black hiding?

Lord Perilla also looked towards the second floor in horror. But his reasons for alarm were not quite the same as those of Mr. Lynn.

Because the man they had just mentioned—Sir Leopold Chester—came out and stood on the second-floor landing looking at them with a **** look on his face.

"Didn't you say you haven't seen him for several days?!" Lord Perilla asked sharply.

"I...I don't know why he is here!" Mr. Lynn was confused.

Could it be that Miss Lynn hid him here? Lord Perilla looked at his sweetheart, suddenly heartbroken. He thought that Sir Chester was younger and more handsome than himself, and he was a mystic, so he must be more popular with women. If he were Miss Lynn, I'm afraid he would fall in love with Sir Chester instead of him...

His benefactor unexpectedly became a pair with his sweetheart! Sir Perilla was torn in pain, wishing he could immediately go to the monastery to become a monk.

Immediately afterwards, a second man came out from the second floor. He was tall, with black hair and yellow eyes, looking at them with a smile. Lord Perilla round recognized this guy, one of the two night guards who had visited his manor. He vaguely remembered that the other party had a Greek name, like Xenophon?

...what's the situation? One man is fine, why are there two? !

Then, a third man came out. It was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with a gentle appearance, and one leg was obviously a mechanical prosthesis.

Lord Perilla was completely dumbfounded. Is his sweetheart dating so many people at the same time? No, no, it's impossible, Miss Lynn is definitely not that kind of person!

A few seconds later, two more women came out, one was an old woman and the other was a young woman.

Lord Perilla's thoughts suddenly turned 180 degrees. Since there are men and women, it means that they are definitely not Miss Lynn's secret lover! But why did these five people of different ages and genders appear upstairs in Lynn's house?

Could it be that they... are the tenants of Lynn's house? Like Sherlock Holmes and Watson renting at Mrs. Anderson's house?

***

At the same time, Scotland Yard prison.

The cell door that had been blown to pieces by the fireball swayed once, then again, and then fell down. A pair of hands caught it in time, and let it lie gently on the ground without making a sound.

A small, mouse-like man stumbled out of the cell. He raised his head, took a deep breath of the dirty but free air, and then let it out slowly, with an expression of supreme joy on his face.

"I, Paimo, am finally free!"