The wooden wheels rolled in the mud, dirty mud splashed everywhere, and the rain slapped the glass, adhering to the water droplets and sliding down, leaving a long mottled mark.
"Of course the Rose Phantom Thief is not an ordinary person."
On the carriage that was swaying from side to side and heading towards the city, Macmillan, who was sitting next to Holmes, chewed chocolate that was sweet and greasy with a lot of sugar, and his white teeth turned into a brown-black color like mud.
"He is the most powerful thief in the Kingdom of Windsor!"
MacMillan picked up the silver wine bottle and took a sip, glanced at Marvey and Holmes, and asked: "What are your plans tonight? I haven't heard you talk about it yet."
"Are you curious?" Ma Wei asked.
"Look at what Father You said. I am the police inspector. I am the main person in charge tonight. It should be natural for me to know the details, right?"
"Indeed, but unfortunately, Mr. Holmes and I have no plans."
"No plan? How are you going to catch the Rose Phantom Thief without a plan?"
Macmillan was startled for a moment, his eyes blank.
"He is a monster thief. Only those who do not follow common sense can be called monsters." Ma Wei said in a calm voice: "To deal with people like him, we must treat him in his own way.
No plan is the best plan.”
"Father! Why are you like this? You are soaked all over!"
As soon as Mawei returned home, Mrs. Cecil came up to him, looked at his damp coat, and said nervously: "Take off your coat quickly, it will be worse if you catch a cold!"
"I'm going out soon, so I won't have dinner at home."
Ma Wei took off his coat and placed it in front of the burning fireplace in the living room to bake: "Is there tea?"
"Yes, I'll make some ginger tea!"
In front of the warm fireplace, Mavie and Yunia sat on the carpet, feeling the warmth from the flames.
Except for her boots, there weren't many wet spots on Yunia's body, but Mavie was different. When he performed the last funeral, his whole body was exposed to the heavy rain, and his compactly woven wool coat could withstand it at first.
Rainwater will slowly penetrate and make it wet.
The heat dissipated the coldness on his body, and Mrs. Cecil also brought black tea. Ma Wei looked at the time on his pocket watch and picked up the tea cup.
There was still half an hour before the 8 o'clock in the notice. Holmes and Macmillan were ahead of the curve and had already rushed to Baron Beale's residence. However, because of the damp clothes, Marvey had to go home first, otherwise he would have to go home the next day.
Not for colds.
In this era, colds and fevers are serious illnesses, and the most common drug prescribed by doctors is a blue pill, which is known as a panacea and is said to be able to treat cholera, influenza, liver disease, rheumatism, syphilis and various difficult and complicated diseases.
But in fact, this blue pill only contains a large amount of laxatives and a certain amount of mercury, which is not good for the human body at all.
In addition to blue pills, medicines used to treat colds and fevers include opium and laudanum
Opium can indeed be used as medicine, but Ma Wei would not want to take it without the guidance of a [regular physician], even if he had one.
Fortunately, he has a strong constitution, the clothes he usually wears are airtight, and he has never caught a cold or had a fever.
"Dad, why was the tone of your voice when you spoke to Uncle Macmillan different from before?"
Junia, who was sitting next to Ma Wei and playing with the bear doll, suddenly asked: "When we first met him two days ago, you were quite polite to him. Today, he feels a little hostile."
Junia's keen observation surprised Mavi. He did show fleeting hostility when talking to Macmillan. This was intentional on his part, specifically to remind Holmes, but he didn't expect it.
Yunia also noticed it.
"Because he is not your Uncle MacMillan." Ma Wei touched his daughter's hair and said, "He is the Phantom Thief of Rose."
"ah?"
The big eyes were full of doubts, and Yunia was very puzzled: "Is Uncle Macmillan the Phantom Thief of Rose?"
"No, it was the Rose Phantom who disguised himself as him, and Levine Berger used the disguise magic." Mavey said: "Since yesterday morning, the Inspector MacMillan we saw at Baron Bill's mansion is not
Myself."
"The reason he didn't go back to the hotel to rest last night was because he had to lurk at Inspector MacMillan's house and pretend that everything was normal, otherwise Mrs. Macmillan would have called the police."
"Ah! Then the man who slept with Mrs. MacMillan last night was not the Rose Phantom Thief!" Yunia opened her mouth in shock: "He is so outrageous!"
"It's quite excessive,"
Ma Wei smiled: "But I think that a person as proud as him would not take advantage of others' danger."
As he spoke, Ma Wei frowned again: "Well, it's hard to say, what if he is a thief?"
"Where is the real Uncle Macmillan? Was he killed?"
"I have asked Fat Orange to look for him. There is no news yet."
After drinking the black tea and the clothes were almost toasted, Ma Wei climbed up with his legs up, wiped the dust off his butt, combed his messy hair neatly, put on a dry wool coat, and stretched out his palm towards Yunia.
"Let's go to the stage I prepared for him and enjoy his grand performance!"
"Is it the clown's unicycle?" Yunia still can't forget about last night's performance.
"."
This little girl has a really vicious mouth, Ma Wei murmured secretly.
but
What's the difference between an opponent who still shows off his arrogance without knowing that his own methods have been completely exposed, and a clown?
From a certain perspective, Yunia is actually right.
Levine Berger's show tonight isn't just magic, it's also a clown unicycle
With so many viewers watching, will he die?
7:45 pm, Baron Bill's Mansion.
In the pattering rain, the tall villa was brightly lit, and police officers wearing black leather hats and tuxedos stood inside and outside the courtyard.
They were armed and ready, and their eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly. No slightest movement could escape their eyes.
"Cheer up, everyone!"
Inspector Macmillan held an umbrella and patrolled the courtyard: "The Rose Thief may appear at any time! Even if he escapes, I have to hold it in! Did you hear that?!"
"Yes! Inspector!"
Outside the villa, the faint light of the kerosene lamp came from far and near, and soon a carriage stopped in front of Baron Bill's residence.
The car door opened, and Maverick took Yunia out of the carriage. A policeman with a bright future immediately came forward with an umbrella to cover them from the rain.
"Father, you are finally here!"
When MacMillan saw Ma Wei and the other two, his eyes suddenly lit up: "I'm planning to send someone to pick you up!"
"How is the arrangement going?"
Ma Wei looked at the 'tight' defense line in the yard and nodded: "Yes, if the Rose Phantom Thief comes in from the front door, you will definitely arrest him on the spot. How is Baron Bill's mental state? Is he still stable?"
"Don't mention it!"
When he talked about this, MacMillan became angry: "He was like crazy. Half an hour ago he lay on the safe and couldn't move. He had to use his body to protect the Blood Rose and yelled at the Rose Phantom Thief if he wanted to steal it.
Blood Rose had to defeat him first and refused to listen at all, which put huge pressure on our defense work!"