Shadow of great britain

Rain pattered outside the window.

It rained all night in London and it didn't stop until dawn.

The window glass of Arthur's residence is full of traces of adhering rainwater.

Agares sat by the window, looking at the sun struggling to get up in the gaps between the dark clouds in the sky, and just took a deep breath.

He held a small piece of paper in his hand, which was the address of the Gas Research Institute that Faraday gave to Arthur yesterday.

Faraday's words seemed to echo in the Red Devil's ears.

"The Institute of Gases was originally built in Clifton. After King's College was founded in 1828, it was merged into St. Thomas' Hospital, a teaching hospital affiliated with King's College. Its address is located on Bessemer Road, Southwark, on the south bank of the Thames. Number 10.”

The rain was dripping on the windowsill, and Agares's fingers danced with it, tapping the edge of the window frame. The two harmoniously converged, as if they were playing a song with no name and no joy. symphony.

He slowly closed his eyelids and hummed a sleeping song in his mouth. The magical melody lingered in every corner of the room, as if he wanted the world to fall into a never-awakening tranquility with this song.

The rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, but Agares's singing is getting smaller and smaller.

He opened his eyes and suddenly realized that Arthur had gotten up at some point. He was sitting at the table by the window, staring quietly at the heavy rain that almost turned London into a vast ocean.

"Getting up so early?" Agares muttered: "You shouldn't, my music..."

"I didn't fall asleep at all." Arthur held a cold tea cup in his hand: "You sang there like a mosquito for most of the night, and no one else could fall asleep."

"Really?" Agares smiled awkwardly: "I thought you were asleep. You haven't closed your eyes all night. Why don't you go back to bed and lie down for a while? I'll wake you up at one point. The sun hasn't risen yet."

"No need."

Arthur rubbed his sore shoulders: "As soon as I lay on the bed, I was thinking, can the gas institute recommended by Mr. Faraday really cure Robin? Although it may be the best research institution for treating lung diseases in Great Britain. , but I still feel uneasy.

After all, you said before that Robin's disease is not easy to cure, and even a supernatural devil like you can't do anything about it. Can the Gas Institute really come up with a reasonable treatment plan? "

When Agares heard this, he laughed and leaned on the edge of the window.

"Yes, that little girl's disease is indeed very difficult. But it's not that even the devil can't do anything. At least I, the devil, have a way. But for some special reasons, I can't use that method."

"Special reason?" Arthur frowned and looked at Agares: "What special reason? Are you trying to take the opportunity to instigate me to kill people and steal souls?"

"No, no, no." Agares shook his finger disdainfully: "Arthur, if I want to instigate you to kill someone, there is no need to adopt such a method.

The souls of ordinary people are not that exciting to me. Just like this world, there are different levels of people, and there are also sour and sweet souls.

Don't always think that I am so bad. If I were really just greedy for the immediate benefits, I wouldn't wait until someone like you appeared before signing a contract. "

Arthur glanced at him: "Put a long line and catch big fish?"

Agares smiled and said: "That's right! The bigger the fish, the more experienced it is, the easier it is to hide inside, and the harder it is to catch. The longer the line is, the closer it is to the center of the pool, the more fish it has. The more concealed it is, the easier it is for big fish to take the bait.”

"But you haven't told me why you can't save Robin."

"Why?"

The meaning of Agares's words is unclear: "Because this is ultimately a human world. If a soul falls into the hands of the devil, it must be because someone made a deal with the devil. If a soul is redeemed, it is because human relationships.

Arthur, you have to know that it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to save people. This is an eternal theorem. It has been an iron law since the time of King Solomon. "

Arthur looked at him while holding the teacup: "So you want me to believe in science? A devil wants me to believe in science. The dying man who is slowly struggling can only count on God. This world is indeed too absurd."

In the past, when Agares heard such words, he would definitely jump up from the window sill, but for some reason, today he was uncharacteristically calm.

The Red Devil opened the window and let in the cold wind outside. The cold rain sprinkled on Arthur's pajamas, making him curse incessantly.

"Agares, where did I offend you today? Close the window! Even though it's June now, it's still freezing cold here when it rains in the morning. You also know, this ghost in London weather!"

But Agares didn't seem to hear Arthur's words, and he spoke inexplicably.

"Arthur, you know what? Being God is not as comfortable as you mortals think. God does not always live in heaven, he even has his own hell."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Nothing, I said it's raining like this today, how can we go to the Gas Research Institute?

The road is full of sewage and there is mud everywhere. Didn’t you buy a new pair of boots?

Those brand new, beautiful, spotless riding boots.

I guarantee that if you dare to go out today, your boots will be destroyed and transformed into human figures.

Just listen to me and don't go out today.

You don't go anywhere today. Just sit in the office of the district police station. Let's drink some tea and read the newspaper.

At noon, make an appointment with your obscure friend and Darwin, and let’s have a serious talk about monkeys...

Don't worry about the disappearance case at Scotland Yard. Spend this period safely and smoothly. You will be promoted again soon. After that, we can climb to higher places step by step.

There are countless souls there, as well as endless beauties, wealth, status, power, everything you want is there. "

When Arthur heard this, his brows suddenly frowned, his waist gradually straightened, and his tone of voice became stiff.

"Agares."

The red devil crossed his fingers and looked away: "What's your problem?"

"I raised a question, but you didn't even ask me for my soul. This really doesn't look like you. What on earth are you hiding from me?"

"Arthur!" the red devil suddenly said angrily: "I said, there are things you don't know that are better than knowing! You don't have the ability to know!"

Arthur took a deep breath and snatched the note from Agares' hand. The address was held firmly in his hand, as if it were carved into his palm.

Arthur's eyes were fixed on the red devil. After the deathly silence, he seemed to know something.

He took a deep breath, put on his police uniform and gloves, and after hesitating for a moment, he took hold of the police officer's knife hanging on the bedside.

Seeing this, Agares quickly stopped him and said, "Arthur, you can't go anywhere today!"

Arthur looked back at the Red Devil, and there was no expression on his face.

"Agares, it is understandable that children are afraid of the dark, and it is not terrible.

The most terrifying thing in the world, do you know what it is? It is adults who are afraid of the light. "

After saying this, he put down the angry red devil, opened the door, stepped on his riding boots, and ran down the stairs with heavy steps.

When Agares saw this, the Red Devil became furious.

He cursed loudly: "Arthur, you won't be able to stand it, you idiot!"