Shadow of great britain

"Sir, the investigation on the source of the gun has come to fruition."

Sheriff Field placed a document on the table in front of Arthur.

"Oh? So fast?" Arthur picked up the document and leaned on the chair to read: "This kind of investigation efficiency is not common! Even in London, on our own ground, it takes more than three people to figure out the origin of six guns. A matter of two days.”

Field Report reported: "The breakthrough on the gun issue so quickly was mainly due to the fact that we seized the bills for purchasing guns from the three gunmen in the hotel where they lived. According to the bills, two of the revolvers were indeed made by Samuel There is no doubt that it was in the hands of Mr. Colt. As for the two flintlock muskets belonging to the East India Company and the Beretta Company, they were obtained from the Moxon Gun Shop in London.

The detectives we sent to London to investigate visited the two places where the guns came from, and their account books also confirmed that all the information written on the bills was true. The assailants were all exiles living in a Polish refugee area in northeast London, and all three held Polish nationality.

After learning their identity information, our detectives went to the refugee area to look for clues and successfully found their residence. According to the confessions of the perpetrator’s neighbors, the three people moved into the area in different batches from August to October this year.

In view of the fact that your assassination is most likely caused by the special status of special commissioner. Therefore, I personally believe that it is impossible for the gunman gang to start planning in August, and I suggest that you consider preliminarily ruling out the possibility of forging identities to carry out assassinations.

In addition, I have written all the descriptions of nearby residents in the appendix of the document. Due to time constraints and the complexity of the case, I have not condensed the information. You may need to spend some time reading these files. "

"Well done, Field. What Scotland Yard needs is a responsible and clear-minded police officer like you."

Arthur complimented slightly, and then his eyes quickly moved down to the document.

Soon, the information of the three people was presented to him.

【File No. 1831-12-A1】

Name: Czeslav Kowalczyk

Age: 30-35 years old

Faith: Catholic

Marital status: Married

【Information Summary】

According to the confession of the local parish priest:

The Kowalczyk family moved to this area in August 1831. There were four members in the family. In addition to the prisoner, there were two boys about 8 years old, and the prisoner’s spouse named Agnieszka. A young female Polish exile in her 20s.

According to the pastor's observation, the Kowalczyk family should come from a middle-class Polish family, and both children are well-behaved. Moreover, Mrs. Kowalczyk is not familiar with housework. It can be seen from her delicate fingers and her conversation that quotes scriptures from time to time. Before getting married, she must have been a rich girl who was unsophisticated.

It is worth noting that, unlike ordinary Polish refugees, the house they rented is not luxurious, but it is an apartment with good local conditions. This shows that they should have brought some savings with them when they came to Britain.

According to nearby neighbors:

Mr. Kowalczyk was a rather sullen, repressed man who rarely interacted with other parishioners. He was unable to find a job for a long time because he was not fluent in English. Later, through the introduction of an enthusiastic neighbor, I found a short-term porter job at the dock. After I became more proficient in English, I also ran errands for a local grocery store.

However, neither job lasted long, and Mr. Kowalczyk was quickly fired by his employer because he was not good at getting along with people. After that, Mr. Kowalczyk locked himself in his home for a long time, and quarrels often broke out in the middle of the night.

According to local residents who do not understand Polish but are keen on reasoning, they speculate that most of the quarrels between couples are about income. And the facts also confirm this. It didn't take long for people to discover that Mrs. Kowalczyk had begun working as a washerwoman to make a living, and her clothes had changed from a fine velvet skirt to a simple and durable Welsh flannel apron.

Around November, the parishioners noticed that Mrs. Kowalczyk's attire had returned to her old ladylike style, and the makeup on her face was becoming more and more elaborate. Correspondingly, there were more violent quarrels in Kowalczyk's home and the children crying all night long.

Although the gossipy parishioners had no evidence, they all assured our detectives that Mrs. Kowalczyk, the woman named Agnieszka, was the reason why she became so wealthy so quickly. He got up because he was engaged in some immoral work.

And after another violent quarrel, the parishioners who listened to the Polish couple's quarrel every night to help them sleep saw through the dirty window glass that Mr. Kowalczyk slammed the door out on a rainy night. Since then, I haven't seen him for several days.

And when he appeared again on the streets of the parish, his demeanor was more formidable than before. He knocked on the door of his room, handed a small bag to the two children staying at home, kissed their foreheads, and then left without looking back. And after that, no one saw him again.

When Arthur saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head: "It's this kind of story again. Maybe I've seen too much, and I'm a little numb."

Field lit his pipe and sat down next to Arthur: "Sir, to be honest, I am the same. I have to admit that you once said: 'If you work in Scotland Yard for a long time, your heart will become hardened.' In this regard, you said correct."

Arthur closed the first file and said: "Apart from the unfortunate experience of Mr. and Mrs. Kowalchik, let's talk about the case. If it is true as the parishioners said, Mrs. Kowalchik found the case through some special channels. If we can maintain a higher standard of living, then maybe we have to use some special channels."

Field asked: "Are you talking about...Miss Ivan?"

"That's right." Arthur picked up the fire from Field: "Send someone to London to tell our underground queen that it's time to move her lazy ass to work. I asked people to open their eyes, this matter can't be just Forget it."

Field took out his small notebook and recorded: "We need Miss Ivan to check whether there is a Polish lady named Agnieszka among the new wanderers who will join the industry after the end of October. In addition, it is best to also Can you find out her current whereabouts?"

Arthur heard this and asked: "Find out the whereabouts? Does this mean that the lady is lost?"

Field nodded and said: "Yes, not long after Kowalczyk disappeared, the lady also disappeared."

Arthur frowned and said, "What about the remaining two children?"

Field put the pen back in his pocket: "The standard ending is in the workhouse."

Arthur's fingertips tapped on the table: "Has anyone confirmed it? Or is this just what the detectives learned from the parish priest?"

"This..." Field also realized something was wrong: "I will send someone to London to confirm later."

Arthur nodded slightly, and then dug out the next file.

【File No. 1831-12-A2】

Name: Nikolai Dabowski

Age: 20-30 years old

Faith: Catholic

marital status: Single

【Information Summary】

According to the confession of the parish priest:

Dabowski moved to the area at the end of September this year, sharing a one-bedroom apartment with poor lighting conditions with another gunman.

He claimed to be a highly educated Warsaw university student and a personal participant in the Warsaw Uprising last year. As an ordinary rebel soldier, he participated in blocking operations against the Russian army near the Vistula River.

Of all his experiences, the one Dabowski liked to brag to most was that he had personally killed two Russian infantrymen. But given his history of alcoholism and habit of telling tall tales, the parish priest was highly skeptical of the veracity of his stories.

More than that, the parish priest viewed him as a local troublemaker. Only a few months after moving into the local parish, Dabowski had already served a brief spell in jail for a drunken brawl.

According to the testimony of local residents:

Local residents' impressions of Dabowski are deeply polarized.

Some people think that this Polish man who only mastered a simple English vocabulary is a good resident who is eager to help others and does not care about money. They claim that although he is short of money, he often buys everyone a drink in the pub and will Share your food with others who need it more.

The other part vigorously accuses Dabowski of high rates of uncivilized behavior when drunk, including but not limited to severe exhibitionism, drunken violence, and obscene oral habits that make people blush. Women were particularly vocal in this regard, complaining that 90% of Dabowski's limited English vocabulary could not be spoken loudly in public.

If you exclude the conflicting opinions of local residents, Dabowski is obviously doing much better in the local area than the other prisoner. Not long after he arrived there, he was introduced to work at the dock by his new friends. He worked very hard and his level of hard work was comparable to that of the lowest Irish immigrants.

His strong body was very attractive to the dock workers, but his fiery temper and outspoken habit made him attract the dagger gangs who roamed the West India docks. After a day job, Dabowski was approached by someone from the Dagger Gang. In front of dozens of people, he blinded the right eye of an elite member of the Dagger Gang with an iron nail, and then disappeared from the public. Sight.

After the incident, a group of members of the Dagger Gang went to Scotland Yard to report the crime, and the Criminal Investigation Department immediately issued a wanted order for Dabowski...

Seeing this, Arthur held the pipe in his right hand and slowly blew out the smoke ring: "These gangsters know the law quite well! They even know how to report the crime."

Field held his pipe in his mouth and replied: "The Dagger Gang is such a waste. If Fred was still here, a gang like them would have been kicked out of the East District long ago. Now it's because Fred is gone, plus Inspector Jones." Like Inspector Klein before him, he has been suppressing the various forces in Tower Hamlets and telling them not to go too far. Only the Dagger Gang, a group of little bastards who dare not touch a knife, can operate on the edge of the West India Pier. They have to live hand to mouth. However, they can’t even eat this porridge and let a helpless outsider blind an eye. Why don’t they commit suicide by jumping into the Thames River?”

Arthur shook his head, and his eyes continued to move downward.

It was two weeks before Dabowski disappeared on the streets of London again.

According to Mr. Smith, a local resident who had a good relationship with Dabowski, when he came home from work, he found Dabowski walking out of a legal brothel. At this time, Dabowski had changed into a lavish outfit, hugging his left and right hands, with a proud smile on his face.

When Dabowski discovered his old friend Smith, he casually gave him a guinea. Limited by Dabowski's meager vocabulary, he was unable to express exactly what he wanted to express. So Dabowski used body language, pinching a prostitute's butt and winking at an old friend.

The frightened Mr. Smith hurriedly excused himself. He told Dabowski that he was a decent gentleman with a family and could not do anything to disgrace his family. He also seriously warned Dabowski that he should remember God's teachings and be careful. Get rid of those unhealthy living habits. After saying this, Mr. Smith treated him to a drink with the gold coins Dabowski gave him, and the two talked until late at night.

When Arthur saw this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "I said before that Dabowski's English was very poor, and then the conversation lasted until late at night. Mr. Smith's confession is worth recalling!"

Field took a puff of cigarette: "This is human nature. Mr. Smith can't say that he had fun with the gold coins given by Dabowski, right? We also asked Mrs. Smith later, and the lady told We, his husband did come home one night in the middle of the night with an unexpected fortune, but it was not a guinea, but ten shillings. As long as he did not hide it in key parts, there was no need for us to destroy the harmony of other people's families. Do this."

Arthur smiled, leaned on the chair and said: "Charles, after working at Scotland Yard for so long, your heart has not become hardened, but has become softer. Is there something wrong with the soft part?"

Field saluted and joked: "It's all your guidance, sir. I just heard about your Scotland Yard conversion method from Mr. Dumas. I just slightly improved it on this basis. One guinea." Ten shillings seems reasonable to me."

Arthur closed the second file and said, "I put your copy in the bedside table, and the truth is buried in the second drawer. In addition, I have to say that this is only the first layer of truth. Because I The plastic surgery was so successful that I guess someone will reveal the second layer of information to us soon."

When Field heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Sir, everyone says that one year of working with you is worth as much as ten years of working alone. I really still have to learn more from you."

"This money is not that easy to earn." Arthur pointed at the needlework in the corner of his eye and said: "Although I don't mind sacrificing for everyone, you can't always bleed me, right?"

Field said seriously: "Of course, sir! I will definitely hang those bastards on the gallows. At the worst, I will have to pull a few minion flags for you."

Arthur nodded slightly. He was about to review the third document. Unexpectedly, there was nothing on the third document except a name.

"How is this going?"

Field hurriedly explained: "The situation of the third prisoner is a little more complicated. He has not moved to London for a long time, and he has always lived in seclusion. He usually does not interact with the nearby residents and usually hangs out with other Polish exiles. Together. So we know very little information about him from the parish, and the residents in the neighborhood generally have no impression of him except that he is a weirdo."

Arthur asked: "Didn't the agent go to the Poles to find out about him?"

Field said: "I went, but you should know the "Polish Refugee Temporary Control Act" proposed by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, right?"

"What? The Ministry of Foreign Affairs does not allow Scotland Yard to have contact with the Poles? They don't have this power, do they?"

Field pursed his lips and said: "Of course the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has no such power, but isn't there cholera in London now? A wave of epidemic broke out in the Polish area a while ago, so it was classified as a controlled area by the Central Health Commission. Now the local Entry and exit are strictly controlled by the military and police. If there is no "Polish Refugee Temporary Control Act", we only need to get a document from the Chancery Chamber, and it will take about two or three days to enter. But now we have to get it from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs You have to go there to apply, and because of this, the time is delayed. It is estimated that we will have to wait for about a week before we can officially send people in. "

"is that so?"

Arthur stared at the name 'Victor Novak' on the file and said, "It's interesting."

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