The carriage was sent back to the carriage house of the same company in Belfast. When it came out of the carriage house, the brightness outside finally did not require the use of oil lamps for illumination.
Unless you're looking for something that fell on the ground.
Passing by the market on the way back, the crowds of people brought a touch of prosperity on the deserted rainy day, but most people had a strong sense of disappointment on their faces - food prices began to rise rapidly, and the money that could buy 10 pounds of flour three days ago is now less
Can't even buy 6 pounds anymore.
A small number of people are bargaining with sellers, and only the smallest number of people directly make up their mind to buy.
If the municipal government does not take measures to regulate prices, prices will continue to rise.
Fortunately, Belfast is close to the sea, and there is really no food to go fishing in the bay. Although it is difficult to eat enough, I can barely let myself starve to death.
Belfast was shrouded in rain, the visibility was very poor, and the bay could not be seen. It seemed that there were already many poor people there who braved the heavy rain to search for food on the beach and took small wooden boats to fish on the sea.
After spending the past few days buying ingredients at the market at a price that was 1.5 times more expensive than usual, Lu Li went to the grocery store and bought two boxes of canned beef with more than 2,000 shillings that he brought with him before going out.
The boss promised to give Lu Li a certain discount last time. This discount was a 15% discount. In exchange, Lu Li could buy food at the same price as last time.
While the boss, clerk, and customers watched in amazement, Lu Li "picked up" two 40-pound boxes of cans very easily and left the grocery store.
Anna was the one who actually moved them, Lu Li just pretended to do so.
Carrying two boxes of cans, he returned to the long house filled with the smell of damp wood. In the darkness, a haggard man leaned against the wall. Lu Li met him and returned to the detective agency.
Anna put on an apron and went to the kitchen to prepare her specialty dishes. Lu Li picked up three newspapers under the door, put them on the desk, took off his black coat, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to wash up.
After a while, Lu Li walked out of the kitchen and walked straight to the desk.
Knock knock knock——
The door of the room suddenly sounded, and Lu Li turned to the door.
Standing outside the door was a woman who had met Lu Li several times - she lived opposite Lu Li.
She told Lu Li that a man in a hurry came to see him this morning. He looked very anxious and had been waiting at the door since he knew you were not there.
Lu Li thought of the haggard man in the corridor at the door.
After thanking him, Lu Li planned to go see him, but this warm-hearted woman brought the man over.
He has been waiting here for a long time.
The oil lamp in his hand said something.
Signing for the man to come in, Lu Li closed the door, walked around to the desk and sat down.
This man had no cover from the rain when he came. He was soaked all over. Even after staying in the corridor for a long time, his clothes were not even dry. His brown hair lay on his forehead, and occasionally a few drops of rain fell from him.
The trouser legs are dripping.
He didn't seem to care at all. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were hidden in the shadows, his pale lips were slightly opened, and he asked Lu Li with a slight trembling: "Are you an exorcist..."
"Yes."
"I have something I want to entrust..."
Lu Li hasn't accepted a commission for a long time. On the one hand, the remuneration of tens or even hundreds of shillings is too little, and on the other hand, it takes too much time.
So Lu Li asked directly: "How much commission fee can you pay for this?"
The man raised his head suddenly, revealing his bloodshot scarlet pupils: "No matter what you want, I can give it to you!"
"Be more specific."
"In cash... about five or six hundred shillings!"
Not too much, not too little either.
Lu Li planned to listen to him talk about the specific situation, and he would accept the commission if it would not waste too much time.
"Tell me what happened to you."
The wooden chair was placed next to him, but the man had no intention of doing it. He was slightly stooped and his body was shaking due to the cold. He even forgot to tell Lu Li his name and spoke slowly.
That incident happened a few years ago...or a few days ago.
When he fell asleep at night, he told Lu Li that it was an extremely real dream, but he did not tell Lu Li the specific content of the dream.
The next day, his dream was also extremely real, but slightly different from the last time, this time, his dream lasted for a whole day.
But when he woke up, it was the same time as usual.
The long dream did not affect his reality.
At this time, the man had not discovered the problem and was still working and resting as usual.
Until the dream on the third night.
This time, he spent a whole week in his dream. When he opened his eyes, the real world only spent one night.
He began to realize that this was not normal, and the increasingly long dreams began to affect his life. He tried to reduce the rest time or not to rest, but it was in vain.
Two days later, he couldn't hold it any longer and took a nap. This moment was nearly a month's time - dream time.
In reality, he only slept for a few hours, and even had a headache because the rest period was too short. But in the dream, he lived for nearly a month.
The long dream made him forget many things that had just happened in reality. For example, it was difficult for him to recall what he ate yesterday and what he said to his colleagues.
I even got scolded a lot for being unfamiliar at work.
After all, for him, what happened yesterday happened a month ago.
He became frightened, frantically prevented himself from sleeping, and contacted a doctor for treatment.
He was worried that his next dream would be measured in years.
But while heading to the clinic and waiting for the doctor, he accidentally dozed off.
This time, it was two years.
The long time has erased most of his unforgettable memories. To him, everything here happened two years ago - he didn't even remember that he was there until he smelled the smell of disinfectant in his nose.
The nurse in a white dress walked up to him and told him that it was his turn to see the doctor.
Only then did he remember that he wanted to come for treatment.
With red eyes, he couldn't wait to rush into the doctor's office and tell him his symptoms.
At this point in the story, the man's tone was full of despair: "The doctor told me this was not a disease and asked me to find an exorcist."
Lu Li said nothing. The medical level here is limited, which is understandable.
"Have you contacted a psychiatrist?" Lu Li asked.
The man roared with red eyes: "I'm not mentally ill!"
Being mentally ill in this world is a bad thing - it means that they will lose their most basic human rights, be imprisoned in a mental hospital equivalent to a prison, and receive terrible treatment every day: such as forced institutionalization and routine corporal punishment.
“Mental illness and psychological problems are not—”
Lu Li's words stopped abruptly.
He realized that truth never works by preaching. Even in the Earth Age, there are countless educated people who reject psychiatrists and equate mental illness with mental illness, let alone here.
