Shadow of great britain

Arthur was sitting in the office of the district police station. In front of him was the investigation report he had just received from the Duke of Sussex.

According to the records in this investigation report, there are currently forty-five people known to be missing.

Forty-five people sounds like a lot.

But if you put it in the total population of St. Giles Parish, it seems unremarkable.

According to relevant documents from the Ministry of the Interior, as the most notorious slum in prosperous West London, the number of houses in St. Giles Parish is between 5,500 and 6,000, with the average number of residents in each house reaching an astonishing 12.7 people.

In the Crow's Nest area, the most chaotic area of ​​St. Giles Parish, this number of residents can even be increased to 18 people per building.

In other words, in this ancient parish, known as a paradise for criminals to sell stolen goods and the best hiding place, there are at least 70,000 London poor people crowded into it.

If it were in other parishes with good security, the missing forty-five people would definitely have made headlines.

But in the parish of St. Giles, it didn't even make waves. The streets were crowded and narrow, and even the best-lit avenues were not as bright as the alleys near Trafalgar Square.

As soon as you enter this parish and look up, you will see that there are illegal roof extensions everywhere, and at the deepest part of the road, you never know what the hell is waiting for you. Therefore, even the bravest policemen of Scotland Yard cannot Too dare to set foot here late at night.

In fact, when Scotland Yard was first established, it carried out a large-scale renovation of St. Giles Parish. However, as a result of the intensified patrols, the area suffered 13 attacks on police officers in a month. One of the police officers was almost attacked because of several policemen. Lives were lost in the beatings of thugs.

Since then, the police inspector in charge of St. Giles Parish has ordered the relaxation of supervision in the area. Only two routine patrols will be conducted during the day, and the patrols must be carried out with more than three police officers.

Arthur looked at the material in hand and murmured to himself: "With such a big case, the only one in West London who can keep it a secret is St. Giles Parish. However, this missing list looks like It’s really a bit weird.”

Agares on the side heard this and came closer to look at it: "Let me take a look."

The red devil glanced at the missing information and couldn't help but grin.

"Oh! This is my favorite puzzle game.

Tsk tsk tsk, Arthur, this question is not easy to solve. You have to consider a lot of factors.

If you confuse any of them, you will miss the smallest detail and make a huge mistake. "

Arthur raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you come up with the answer?"

"certainly."

Agares rubbed his hands and smiled evilly: "But if you want to know, we have to make a deal. A tip in exchange for one of my needs."

Arthur saw through the red devil's language trap at a glance. He crossed his hands behind his head, leaned back on the chair, and said while shaking his legs.

"A need? It's not even just a soul. Agares, you're just asking for it. But it doesn't matter what price you ask. I'm not going to satisfy you anyway."

When the red devil heard this, his left eye instantly widened like a two-meter-high pendulum clock. His bloodshot pupils almost jumped over the desk and hit the tip of Arthur's nose.

"Hey! Arthur, damn you! I didn't say you couldn't counteroffer."

"I'm sorry. Even if I'm doing business with a devil like you, I don't like doing it on credit."

Arthur held the white porcelain teacup in one hand and the information in the other. He examined it repeatedly, and finally he summarized something.

Although the missing persons range in age from six or seven to forty or fifty, their distribution range is extremely wide, and there is absolutely no pattern to be found.

But strangely, the gender distribution of the missing persons is extremely weird, with as many as thirty-six males and only nine females.

Of the nine missing women, eight disappeared after being released from prison.

There is actually only one woman who has actually disappeared from the streets.

As for the male missing persons, 24 were missing from prison and 12 were missing on the streets. The overall distribution was relatively even.

Of course, this statistical regularity may not be completely reliable.

Because this is only the number of missing persons known to the Duke of Sussex and does not represent all missing data.

However, the missing part of the prison should be relatively reliable. Because this information on missing persons in prison can be compared and verified with relevant archived information from the Ministry of Home Affairs, Scotland Yard and the London District Magistrates Court during this period.

As for the part missing on the streets, it’s hard to say.

If you want to draw a true conclusion, I'm afraid you still have to find a few people familiar with St. Giles Parish to conduct in-depth investigations.

And the reason why he was waiting in the office today was precisely to wait for someone who was familiar with St. Giles Parish.

Arthur was thinking about it in his mind when he suddenly heard a fierce quarrel outside the door.

"Damn it! Why did you arrest me? Didn't I just go to the store to buy something? I neither stole nor robbed, please let me go!"

"You still dare to be tough, are you buying something? If you keep yelling, be careful I will slap you with a civilized battle!"

As soon as Arthur heard the voice, he knew that the person standing outside the door must be Tony.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Officer Tony holding a civilized weapon and preparing to beat up a handcuffed suspect.

Arthur quickly stopped him: "Tony, what are you doing?"

The suspect saw the Bass star on Arthur's shoulder patch and hurriedly rolled and crawled to hide behind him.

He shouted: "Mr. Police Officer, I want to complain to your subordinates for arresting good citizens without mercy!"

Arthur frowned and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

Tony was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He pinched his waist and gasped, while cursing: "Arthur, don't listen to this bitch's nonsense. This kid is an active criminal. I was nearby when the crime happened, and the victim ran out for help. , I sent the police on the spot, there was no way he could escape."

"What crime did he commit?"

Tony held it in for a long time and was so angry that he couldn't even speak: "Let him speak for himself!"

Arthur turned around and asked, "What did you do?"

The suspect looked innocent and said: "Mr. Police Officer, I just went to the store to buy something. I went to the store to buy some food for my pet dog, but the female shop owner saw that I was not neatly dressed, so she suspected that I was a thief or a robber. Bandit, she won’t sell it until I take the dog over.”

"Did you lead him over?"

"Of course, even to prove that I have the financial resources to raise a dog, I have to take him there! But the next day, I went to buy food for my pet cat, and she asked me to bring the cat again."

"Then did you hug me?"

"Of course! I'm a good-tempered, law-abiding citizen!"

Arthur scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Tony, isn't this normal? Why did you arrest him?"

When Tony heard this, his eyes widened and he said: "The first two days were normal, but this guy bought toilet paper today!"

"Lock him up. Lock him up first. When Tom comes later, you two come to my office together."

"Alas! Mr. Police Officer, Mr. Police Officer! I am wronged! I am wronged!"

Officer Tony was furious when he heard that the suspect dared to cry out for injustice. He went up and gave him a stick: "Be honest! Who the hell asked you to take off your pants and shit in the store? I'll lock you up for three days." , just calm down!"