Shadow of great britain

Under the leadership of Adam, Arthur and others came to the Crow's Nest area located in the deepest part of St. Giles Parish.

Arthur glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Dickens writing a few lines in the notebook he carried with him.

——The streets were muddy and the narrow, dark alleys were filled with the stench of excrement and vomit. There are a few small shops, but there are very few products on the shelves. I am afraid that the only products they have are the batches of children begging for food in the store.

——Obviously the sun has just risen, but they already have to crawl around at the door, and the sound of babies crying can be heard from time to time in the house.

——This place is full of desolation. It seems that only the tavern's business is not bad, and there are some loud noises from some low-class Irish people inside.

——Some corridors and courtyards extend on both sides of the narrow street. Through the gaps, you can see several shabby rooms squeezed into piles and clusters. There, some drunken men and women rolled together, covered in mud, like pigs wallowing in a mud pit.

——From some doorways, several tough and scary-looking men emerged from time to time. Their eyes were furtive, and it was obvious that what they were about to do could not be anything upright or noble.

Arthur saw this, holding his pipe in his mouth and slowly blowing out a smoke ring, he read.

“There are no toilets, no trash cans, no water pipes and clean water sources, and there is not a single sewage pipe in the entire area to clean up the filth.

Rather than saying that they live in the most prosperous city in Europe, it is better to say that they live in a primitive wasteland with no civilization in sight and no one caring about them. "

When Dickens heard this, his writing suddenly stopped, he turned his hat and asked.

"Arthur, did you major in classics at university?"

"No, I majored in history."

Dickens was a little surprised: "Is the education level of the University of London so high? It seems that the previous reports about your school in the newspapers were all wrong, and they were all unfounded slander.

You, a student majoring in history, can have such superb writing skills. If you graduated in classical literature, you would probably be a literary giant, right? "

Arthur took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "What do the newspapers say about our school?"

Dickens replied: "They say that the University of London is a university where admissions are not based on faith and does not even have a prayer room. Such a school is simply a cesspit university. No matter how good a student is, he will study in such a school for four years, even if he has a degree in Elegant classical literature can only be learned as cesspit literature in the end.”

Arthur wanted to retort for the reputation of his alma mater, but Elder's smiling face that deserved a beating suddenly appeared in his mind.

He struggled in silence for a long time, then took a long puff of cigarette and slowly said: "Although I don't agree with the newspaper's point of view, it seems that people who talk about cesspit literature are indeed around me."

Dickens asked somewhat unconfidently: "Are you talking about me?"

Arthur shook his head and denied: "No, no, Charles, I'm not talking about you. You have seen that person, the one who drank with me in the pub that day."

Dickens was stunned for a moment, then he held his forehead and exclaimed: "He actually studied classical literature? My God! If you hadn't told me, I would have thought he was uneducated."

Arthur raised his eyebrows and said: "This may be because you don't know much about the nature of education. Education can only teach students some skills, but it cannot teach them to think. Education does not necessarily make people's brains better. Sometimes It can even make them worse."

Dickens looked confused: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Seeing that he didn't understand, Arthur asked, "What do you think will happen to a stubborn idiot if he gets a college education?"

Dickens hesitated: "Makes him less stubborn?"

Arthur shook his head and said: "No, he will become more difficult than before.

Because he will choose the parts he likes from the education he received and add them to his nonsense logic to make himself look more funny.

Charles, you have to know that even the sun can only illuminate things that are willing to receive light. "

Dickens asked: "Do you mean that stupid people should not be educated?"

Arthur shook his head again: "No. They should still receive education. Smart people can only make it difficult in this society if they don't receive education. If stupid people don't receive any education, how can they survive?

Besides, even I can't determine whether I am smart or stupid. What if I am the stupid part?

We think that we are rational, and that everything we do makes sense.

But in fact, tyranny and paranoia are common characteristics of all types of people.

Charles, usually when I scold others, I'm also scolding myself, so in the final analysis, I'd better leave myself some way out. "

When Agares heard this, he smiled and appeared sitting on the half-broken weatherboard of the small shop.

"Arthur, how can you be paranoid and stupid? You are a smart villain.

Just don't hang out with those stupid people. Once a person is in a group, his or her intelligence level is severely reduced.

In order to gain recognition, they are willing to abandon right and wrong, and use intelligence and common sense in exchange for that humble sense of security and belonging that makes me feel ridiculous.

Isolated individuals have the ability to control their own reaction behavior, but groups do not.

As long as they get together in a group, they will lose their brains. Things they didn't dare to do or even think about in the past, as long as there is a leader, they can do it for you one after another.

What you have to do is to exert some slight, less noticeable influence on them, perhaps a slogan or an action.

As long as they receive your message, you can drive them to die in front while you sit in the back and count the money quietly. "

Arthur glanced at the red devil. He couldn't figure out why this guy said this today.

His current mood cannot be said to be very good, nor can it be said to be very bad.

Usually when his mind is calm, Agares is too lazy to talk.

Because even Arthur himself knows that it is difficult for humans to be tempted in such a state of having no desires or desires.

After all, Agares is an old salesman who has been working since the time of King Solomon. Doesn’t he understand this truth?

Arthur thought for a moment, said nothing, and followed the footsteps of everyone moving forward.

In the alley ahead, there is a dilapidated two-story building with a hole in the roof. The traces of last night's rain have not faded away, and water is dripping from the ends of the eaves.

Adam, who was being held by Tom, let go of his father's hand. He whispered to Arthur and others: "Gentlemen, please stay away from me. If Mr. Fagin sees me bringing outsiders back, Not only could he not open the door, he would also climb through the window and escape."

Arthur and others looked at each other and began to retreat.

"Okay, let's stay away for a while, please pay attention to your safety."

Adam hesitated for a moment, and then he suddenly called Arthur.

"Mr. Hastings, are you really not going to catch Mr. Fagin?"

Arthur winked at him and smiled softly: "Have I lied to you?"

When Adam heard this answer, he finally felt relieved and nodded seriously.

Then he walked to the door that was reinforced with two layers of wood, stood on tiptoe and clicked the door lightly three times.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The knocking on the door was slow, but each one was very heavy.

Immediately afterwards, Adam curled two fingers into a ring, whistled two times imitating the cuckoo's call, and then spoke.

"The birds of the forest are coming home, Robin Hood, Robin Hood, open the door quickly. Don't take your bow and arrows with you, because I have brought you two cat's eyes."

There was silence in the hut for a moment, and a sharp and hoarse voice came from inside.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo, where did you fly back from? The forest crows brought back a message saying you were on the guillotine."

"The cake caught the eye of an eagle. I came back from college and had a ten-day vacation, relaxed and happy."

As soon as Adam finished speaking, a cloudy eye with yellow spots appeared in the round hole in the door.

He looked around at the environment behind Adam, and after confirming that no one was hiding, the door finally slowly opened a crack.

"Adam, you can come in."

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