Chapter 550: The Humble Little Du

Friday.

Baker Street, morning mist.

A chimney sweep knocked on the door.

"Sweep-ash! Sweep-ash!"

The sound of the bell sounded like a devil's call, waking Lu Li from his sleep.

To be more precise, the yelling sound was very familiar, reminding him of his good friend Duke, and he got up from the bed.

"Sir, we don't need this service. I suggest you come back in two weeks."

outside the door.

Mi Gao, holding two breadsticks and a small bag of lamb meat, explained patiently, "Actually, we just moved in not long ago, and the fireplace is very clean."

On the side, if Duke felt something, he raised his eyes to look over his head, where Lu Li was waving.

Seeing this, he showed a hellish expression.

"Good day, sir~"

Mi Gao's energetic voice sounded, he really couldn't associate Lu Li with a poor worker.

"come in."

Lu Li suppressed the doubts and surprises in his heart, and explained to the boy Mi Gao: "This is my friend."

friend?

Hearing this, Mi Gao felt that he hadn't woken up.

And Duke didn't say a word, he threw the chimney cleaning tool to the side of the street, rushed up quickly, and went straight to the second floor.

If he hadn't taken care of the child next to him, he would have jumped to the room on the second floor.

A few minutes later.

Mi Gao trotted out of the room, he needed to buy some bread sticks and fresh meat back.

Because, Mr. Lu met his poor relatives in the countryside, and he was going to entertain him well——

Black hair, black eyes, not relatives, what are they?

Xiaomi Gao praised his extraordinary insight.

At the same time, Duke doesn't know how to be so misunderstood, you know, the fair principal didn't skimp on the initial funds:

nine pounds fifteen pence

Unified standards for all grades.

"You guy's dog's nose is really good. You actually touched it here on the first day you entered the arena."

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Duke put his hand on Lu Li's shoulder familiarly, "Brother, do you know who lives next to the house?"

"No. 23b lives with Mr. Gordon's family. He provides legal services for financial companies."

"No. 23c lives Mrs. Pamela. She is a widow who lives alone and runs a high-end cloakroom shop."

"The resident of No. 23d is a suburban rancher, who is often away from home."

Lu Li knew a little bit about his neighbors.

"No!"

Duke seemed to be anxious about Lu Li's slow reaction arc, shaking his shoulders, he paused, "Sherlock Holmes."

"The famous detective described by Mr. Conan Doyle lives at 221 Baker Street!"

"I'd have almost forgotten the place if I hadn't happened to catch a glimpse of that newspaper full of little advertisements."

Duke was agitated, and his breathing became rapid. He had too many discoveries to share, but he didn't know where to start.

"Take it easy."

Although there were too many doubts in his heart, Lu Li still calmed down, poured a glass of warm milk, and signaled Duke not to worry too much.

"Tell me why you are dressed like this first."

"Well……"

Duke put down his cup and saucer with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Ahem...that's a long story."

"Long story short."

"All right."

Duke said helplessly: "At midnight last night, I tried my luck in the Whitechapel to see if I could catch the perverted killer who had the intention to kill Liu Ying, but I found nothing."

"Until I saw this house-for-rent advertisement in the newspaper for the homeless to keep out the cold."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of torn newspaper from his pocket.

"I wanted to rent it through legal channels, but the landlord who posted the rental information said that someone had already started."

"So, you dressed like this to find out who rented the house first?"

Lu Li was still puzzled.

"That's right."

Duke spread his hands and complained, "Brother, you don't know how forgetful that fat guy named Johnny is."

"I asked him, what's the tenant's name? He said he didn't know."

"I asked again, what facial features does the tenant have? He also said he didn't know."

"After asking for a long time, I found out that the renter has black hair and a popular face."

Having said that, Duke paused for a moment, then suddenly got up from the sofa, looked at Lu Li seriously from bottom to bottom, squeezed his chin and said, "You shouldn't, although you don't want to admit it, but you are so handsome... "

This guy's inconspicuous appearance gave Lu Li a bit of a headache, and he explained: "Exclusive skills can reduce your own sense of existence. Normally, ordinary people won't notice me at all. Gradually forget about me."

"Survival..."

Duke was speechless. He had never heard of such a weird skill. It was not tasteless. On the contrary, it could play a big role at critical moments.

It's just...that he was screwed.

At this time, Lu Li explained the embarrassing situation Duke was facing, "If you exchange a bloodline, why is it so troublesome?"

black hair.

There are not many Asian faces in Wudu, and at this juncture, they suddenly moved into Baker Street.

Don't need to think too much, it must be a candidate who came through time travel.

The reason why Duke would dress up like this is most likely because he has no absolute certainty to deal with competitors who are one step ahead.

"As long as you don't meet top students from other classes, it's not a big problem."

As he spoke, Duke defended himself: "And I did this for the sake of safety."

And it is.

Even if he can't use cross-age weapons and loses the blessing of the power of the Eastern system, in terms of individual strength, Duke can be regarded as the top group in the entire grade, but he no longer has the dominance.

And, over time...

Since the occasion was wrong and he was in the midst of the exam, Lu Li didn't say much, he just asked one more question:

"Can mechas be made in this era?"

"able."

Duke scratched his head, and added: "But the threshold is very high, so the principal gave me a compensation plan, and asked me to try my best to fit the times."

"Then what did you choose in the end?" Lu Li regained his energy and asked.

"compensate."

"After all, limited by the lathe equipment, it takes a lot of energy to rub out the second-generation machine, and we can only stay in this world for three months."

In order to save the scientist's last face, Duke no longer kept his secrets, took out a bullet from his bosom, and said in a deep voice: "Heraldry, the principal has temporarily withdrawn my high-level knowledge in the fields of nuclear energy and power, and used it as a substitute."

"The pattern printed on this bullet can cause suppressive damage to dark creatures."

"Of course, this is only a part of heraldry. There are many things that I can't explain clearly for a while."

In any case, it is indeed a good thing to be able to meet each other in the early morning of the third day, not to mention that what Duke has newly mastered is very valuable.

Therefore, Lu Li stopped trying to persuade him for the time being.