Mary's Nineteenth Century

Two lines of bright red blood characters were painted on the coffin board.

For the sake of realistic details, a few scratches that seem to have been mutated from human nails to monster claws are added, as if the scratching sound of "stab, thorn" can be heard.

At the moment, it is also uncertain whether the burial gang will go back and forth to dig and check.

Even if no one is intimidated by the disappearing corpse now, when the land of the grove is redeveloped by real estate developers a hundred years later, it is very likely that the sensational urban legend of the corpse turning into a vampire will spread.

Mary and Mycroft take no pride in the "good things" they do.

The two were well versed in the ancient rule of not leaving names when doing good deeds, and as if nothing had happened, they drove back to the city wholeheartedly to seek medical treatment for the unconscious victim.

Night, 08:30.

The home of Lawyer Spring in the Boston area.

Spring just enjoyed a nice dinner with Dr. Jekyll.

The chef's culinary skills are indeed not at their peak, but Boston, as the trade and logistics center of American seafood, is not difficult to taste a lobster feast with fresh ingredients.

The ingredients are fresh and the food is delicious.

"Thank you, Spring, for your hospitality."

Dr. Jekyll was about to say some compliments, such as how lucky he was to be accompanied by good food on his first night in the United States across the Atlantic, when he heard the downstairs doorbell ringing hastily.

1 minute later.

The maid hurried upstairs, "Mr. Spring, there is a man at the door who claims to be your client. I asked how to address him, but he only replied that coming here should be a normal choice."

The maid's phrasing was undeniably odd.

What is 'claiming to be a customer'?

A person who can afford a good lawyer should at least dress decently and not look poor.

Why did the other party answer the question after being asked their name?

Just got a sentence to come to Spring's lawyer 'should be the normal choice'?

The maid was puzzled, but lawyer Spring immediately understood.

The way of heaven is reincarnation, but it came too fast.

This afternoon.

Spring had just praised his client, and Mr. Minton had finally made a choice that a normal person should make by not buying Waller's troubled house.

In less than six hours, this sentence came to my door again.

It was not difficult to surmise that Mr. Minton must have been doing something so eccentric that he would call for help.

"Sorry, I have to go downstairs first."

Lawyer Spring asked Dr. Jekyll to wait a moment, "I'll be right back."

Who would have thought that a very ordinary carriage was parked at the door.

The combination on the carriage is extremely unusual.

An unkempt man in working clothes, a dusty lady who looked like a washerwoman, and a man who was obviously injured when his eyes closed.

"my God!"

Spring recognized the disgraced two people, they were not his client, Mr. Minton, and Mrs. Roman, whom he had met once or twice.

What on earth did these two do?How did you make it look like this?

Besides, what happened to that comatose strange man in his twenties?

"Other things, please wait until later."

Mary interrupted Spring's exclamation, "If my nose is not wrong, Mr. Attorney, you just had a delicious meal of Boston lobster. Tonight, you dined with Dr. Jekyll, which means that the doctor is probably still upstairs. Come on. Great, the first official meeting, I gave Dr. Jekyll a gift. He should like my post-dinner exercise method—to treat a comatose patient.”

Spring:!

Who would love this after-dinner exercise!

"I can't be the master."

Spring did not foolishly ask why patients were not sent to the hospital.Since it is not sent, it must be because there is something wrong with the patient's history. "I can only ask Dr. Jekyll what he thinks for you."

Something even more surprising happened.

Dr. Jekyll was worthy of being praised for his benevolence. He heard an unconscious patient waiting at the door.

He didn't feel annoyed at being interrupted during his rest time, but hurried downstairs to quickly treat the patient.

"Fortunately, I have the habit of carrying a medical kit with me."

Jekyll took over the patient, and then heard that this person was almost buried alive, so he had a clearer direction to prescribe the right medicine.

Time passed little by little during the treatment.

The lounge on the first floor was temporarily used as an emergency room, and Li Spring in the living room on the second floor finally learned of the previous situation.

"This afternoon, there was a fire in Boston. Baker Lin, an Eastern friend of Simon the Ancient Coin Merchant, had his house burnt down."

Mycroft spoke succinctly of how he had come to the Grove.He paid close attention to Simon's movements and discovered that Simon and Lin from the East met every day.

Lin is a third-year international student at the school.

On the surface, he has no intersection with Simon, so what makes a student associate with a businessman suspected of selling fake antiques?

Mycroft originally planned to observe Lin closely, but this afternoon Lin's house caught fire.Lin was in school when the fire broke out, and the strange man was found near his home.

"The strange man is the one who was buried in the coffin."

Mycroft followed the man, and when he got close to the town of Crown Crown, he lost track of him. After going around a few times, he discovered that the gangster was driving a suspicious carriage into the woods.

"The ruts indicate that the carriage was carrying heavy loads, and the look of the driver made one suspect that they were going to throw the corpse."

Who are the gang members going to dump?

Lin, a friend of the antique dealer Simon, why did his home suddenly catch fire?

These questions prompted Mycroft to pick up his shovel and do what he had never thought to do in London—to dig up the earth and open the coffin.

What happened afterwards need not be detailed.

Mr. Minton and Mrs. Roman met at the grave, and the two contributed to the future urban legend.

Lawyer Spring is not stupid. How could he not know that he was involved in a huge fraud case.

"Oh, God!"

Spring rubbed his temples, he just received a client who wanted to buy a house, how did he get to the brink of solving a very important case step by step?

Mary didn't seem to see Spring's remorse.

At this moment, even though she was covered in dust, she stood upright by the window and said calmly and firmly:

"I remember what you said when I first met Mr. Lawyer. You said that Boston is different from New York. People here will not pursue disorderly money interests. Boston has its own historical heritage, and you also maintain it. A member of the Just Order. Now is your chance."

Wait a moment.

Did Spring struggle to recall that he said it?

He did.At first, he criticized the whale merchant Theon for pursuing huge profits, because he did not do business in a down-to-earth manner and went to Wall Street to buy and sell stocks.

Who doesn't know how chaotic the U.S. stock market is today, behind it is the game of unscrupulous interests, and buying judges has become the norm.

The behavior of New York businessmen is extremely disgusting to Bostonians.

Inside the house, there was silence for a while.

"Hey……"

Lawyer Spring could only let out a long sigh, and looked at the client he didn't check for a moment with a wry smile.It turned out that Mr. Minton was waiting for him here.

To eliminate a huge counterfeiting ring, it is not enough to have evidence alone. It requires Boston's judicial system and business alliances to act together.

Indeed, fighting crime is conducive to stabilizing social order, but it also bears countless risks.

Spring is not a lawyer who quits when things happen, let alone a lawyer who makes bad money, but he still doesn't like trouble.However, now that he knows that there are crimes that endanger society, he can't pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Spring finally agreed to contact the Boston Chamber of Commerce, "Tomorrow, I will find a suitable partner. Do you have more detailed evidence?"

evidence?

It wasn't certain before the grave was dug in the grove, but now a comatose man has been dug up.Nine out of ten people buried alive by gang members have some kind of evidence.

as predicted.

After some treatment by Dr. Jekyll, the comatose man regained consciousness for a moment.

To briefly explain the origin, Weasley is a social news reporter for the New York Daily News.

Six months ago, a friend of his who was a mechanic jumped to his death in Boston.Autopsy results showed that the deceased had taken an overdose of... hallucinogens.

This hallucinogen is not a prohibited item, but is sold to the public as a recreational drink.

Although the nineteenth century was a chaotic era, it doesn't mean that everyone chooses a chaotic lifestyle.Weasley's mechanic friends had always been self-disciplined, making him suspect that the so-called suicide was actually murder.

So Weasley began an in-depth investigation.

Step by step, he found the head of the antique dealer Simon, and found out that this person was suspected of selling fake antique coins.

In the afternoon, Lin's house caught fire, which was done by Weasley.

He discovered that Lin's home had hidden ledgers related to Simon's counterfeiting. In order to steal the ledgers without arousing suspicion, he set fire to the house.

Lin is the accountant of the counterfeiting group.

Not only was the account book kept in Suzhou codes found in his home, but also the address of a fake factory was found.

Weasley wanted to sneak into the factory in one go, but the good luck didn't favor him this time. He was knocked out, put into a coffin and buried in the grove.

"However, I knew that the end of the story must be good. My prayers to God were answered."

When Weasley woke up, he looked excitedly at the two men who dug him out of the coffin.Even if the clothes of the two were unclean, in his opinion, they were the most holy archangel descending to the world.

"You two, please forgive my bad words. I am so stupid that I don't know what else to express my gratitude for saving my life."

"Where is the account book?"

Mycroft had no desire to hear thanks.If there really is a God who loves the world, he doesn't want much, but just prays that life in the United States will be more peaceful from now on.

"Oh! It's the account book! The most important thing, I haven't said yet."

Weasley held back his praises and thanks. Fortunately, the burial and lack of oxygen did not cause his memory to be confused, and he reported a location accurately at the moment.

"I buried it in a brick wall in a dead-end alley that no one lives in. Please find an accountant who is proficient in the Oriental counting system to translate those Suzhou code counts into Arabic numerals."

The Hermes Society is really full of talents.

I understand the importance of counterfeit accounts very well, and I deliberately used the Eastern counting method. Those counting such as "〤〇〢二" are really few Westerners in the United States understand.

Weasley runs social news and covers a wide range of topics.Occasionally, I have seen one or two accounting methods of Chinese pharmacies, and I keep them in my heart.But there is still a huge difference between being able to recognize which bookkeeping method it is and being able to read it.

Right now, it is time to hand over the important task of interpretation.

to go their separate ways.

Lawyer Spring is thinking about who he will find to join forces with the counterfeiting group tomorrow.

The matter of taking the account book and translating it was handed over to the Archangel duo, and he believed that the two would be able to handle it smoothly.

Yes.

Lawyer Spring, who had been tricked, gave code names to the two men who were disgraced and dug up the corpses without hesitation.

So, under the wordless and silent watch of Lawyer Spring, Mary and Mycroft left first.

At night, after ten o'clock.

The streets and alleys of Boston are getting quieter, and ordinary people are ready to date their beds.

But the two boarded the carriage and wanted to hurry to get the ledger.

Mary looked at the empty and almost dead street, and picked up a random topic to enliven the atmosphere. "Mrs. Roman, when you said that lawyer Spring sent you off in silence just now, what did you want to express with your eyes?"

After working together to dig the grave together, it was rare for Mycroft to give an honest answer.

"I think Lawyer Spring's silence is probably an expression of appreciation for you. As the ancient Greek philosopher Archimedes once said, 'give me a fulcrum, and the earth can be pried up'. Give you a fulcrum, You can shake up the Boston business world in a unique way and change it."

Mary's fingers holding the rein slightly tightened. Surely this can be regarded as a compliment?

At that moment, she smiled slightly and said sincerely: "I dare not take credit. Please don't be humble, and please don't forget that you are the number one contributor to initiating this investigation. Therefore, you are more suitable to move the earth. "

Obviously, this topic has a tendency to chatter to death.

The two glanced at each other.Perhaps it would be better for them not to tell the truth?