Chapter 94: The Mists Become Clearer

Chapter 94 – The Mists Become Clear
The leader of the gangsters half-kneeled on the ground with his hands raised.

He wanted to show Arthur that he didn’t have the slightest bit of disrespect, but the barrel of the gun in his mouth prevented him from saying half a word, so he only nodded slightly to show his respect.

Arthur saw that he was softening, so he withdrew the gun from his mouth.

However, just as he drew the gun, he felt something against his back.

Behind him came the girl Fiona’s exasperated shout mixed with a bit of hysteria: “You think you’re the only one with a gun? I’ve stripped down to almost nothing, and I’ve let you look at me all over, so how can I justify not leaving my money behind?”

Red Devil saw the situation, laughed playfully leaning against the wall mocked: “Arthur, you see, I said let you tie her tighter, you just do not listen to me. This is good, your little life is pinched in her hands.”

The gangster could not help but let out a long breath when he saw that his companion had not only gotten out of the trap but had also subdued Arthur.

“Fiona, you’re really good! Don’t even need us to save you.”

Fiona glared at them and cursed, “Counting on you eggless wastrels, I’d have been eaten up and then killed with a knife and thrown into the Thames.

That’s why it’s better to rely on a man than on yourself, I knew sooner or later the blades hidden in my corset would come in handy.

What the fuck are you all waiting for, why don’t you hurry up and tie this kid up, do you still need me to teach you!”

In the past, the gangsters were scolded by Fiona and would definitely retort a few sentences, but today there was really no way, they really did not have the upper hand, so they only had to obediently follow orders.

The gangsters hurriedly grabbed the pistol from Arthur’s hands, and took out the cloth that had been prepared long ago, and wrapped Arthur’s two hands behind his back in circles and circles.

Fiona came around to Arthur’s front, she held the sheet used to cover her body in one hand, and raised the gun to Arthur’s chin with the other.

“Big baby, I would have just robbed you of some money and left it at that, seeing as how you’re so big and strong, and you’ve made me happy, so maybe I’ll consider taking your business alone in the future.

But you’re just so ungentlemanly, not only did you pull out a gun on a lady, but you tied me up backwards on the bed, and you couldn’t even spare a blanket to cover me.

I’m wearing nothing but a corset, so in case I freeze out, how are you going to compensate me for this exquisite body that can charm a bunch of idiots into rushing to give me money?”

Arthur looked at her calmly and simply spoke, “But you told me before that you would only charge one shilling at a time, and I just know that cheap is no good.”

When Fiona heard this, she was instantly infuriated, and she broke out with a red face, “One shilling is for you to get a bargain! If my old lady doesn’t want it, you won’t be able to touch the edge of my skirt even if you give 10,000 pounds! You ungrateful thing, I’ve changed my mind, not only am I going to rob you blind, I’m going to sell you to Fred’s ship!”

“Fred’s boat?”

Arthur was interested when he heard this, and he sneered back, “Ma’am, you should know by looking at my clothes that I originally made my living on a ship, and something like the ocean is nothing to fear from me.”

“Whoa! Is that so! Boy, you have a tough mouth!”

Fiona’s pale face like a freshly painted wall surprisingly floated out two flushes of red in anger: “You won’t have such a hard backbone when you get on the boat! You still want to play with women then?
Oh, the ship is crowded with young and strong indentured slaves ready to be shipped to North America, you are so tall and handsome, I believe that they who have no place to vent their frustrations will surely love you!
And the days on the ship are just the beginning, the good days are still to come. When you get to America, you’ll know what’s called real hell.

Seven to nine years of labor. Those plantation employers won’t be as heartbroken as I am.

By then you’ll probably be treated worse than a black slave, because black slaves are their life-long property, whereas you’ll have the day when you’ll be released from your employment contract, so they’ll be sure to use you to death!

Oh yes, as strong as you are, you might even be taken to be mated with black female slaves, and then the children born will still have to serve for them in shackles.

That’s your destiny, you asked for it, you fool from India!”

Arthur nodded slightly as he spoke, “I appreciate the enthusiastic help you’ve provided, ma’am, and what you’ve just said in that paragraph literally catches up with what I’ve accomplished in months of research. As a token of my appreciation, let me illustrate to you a scientific theorem that I have researched on my own.”

“Scientific theorem?” Fiona said disdainfully, “A vulgar sailor like you knows about scientific theorems? Then explain it to me, and if I’m happy to hear it, I might even give you a small reward before I sell you.”

“Sure.” Arthur smiled, “I may be wearing a sailor’s uniform, but I’m not like the kind of person who squats on a Royal Navy ship and only knows how to draw diagrams. To tell you the truth, I even published a paper in the Royal Society’s journal last month, do you know about Hastings Force?”

Fiona frowned and asked, “What is Hastings Force?”

Arthur turned his back and gestured for her to look at his bound hands. “The so-called Hastings Force is the ability to perform miracles if you are strong enough!”

Only a thud was heard as the cloth violently snapped in two, and Arthur’s back-bound hands instantly broke free.

Fiona opened her mouth slightly, yet before she could exclaim, she realized that the pistol she was holding had already reached Arthur’s hand.

Arthur’s arms as strong as iron clamps locked her in his arms, and the pistol was pressed against her temple in the process.

He glanced down at the gun, the appearance was unmistakably familiar, it was the same type of firearm from Scotland Yard, it should be the same batch that had been smuggled out after the legendary ‘resurrection’ of Willox.

He smiled softly, “Looks like it’s all clear, Fred sold you this gun too?”

Seeing this, the gangster named James hurriedly raised the pistol that he had snatched from Arthur and aimed it at him.

They nervously shouted, “Don’t you move or I’ll fucking shoot you!”

Yet Arthur was fearless about their actions as he smiled and nodded, “You guys can pull the trigger anytime you’re happy. That’s my gun, I know better than you guys whether it’s loaded or not.”

The punk heard this and thought that Arthur was swindling him, he angrily pulled the trigger, however not only did it not fire a bullet, it instead drew a shriek from Fiona.

“James, you asshole, are you trying to kill me! I knew it, you stupid bastard who talks about loving me every day, it’s all to try and trick me into sleeping with you. Luckily I didn’t fall for your trick, you dog, you better not let me see it in the future, or I’ll have to poke your eyes out with an umbrella!”

Things have developed to this situation, Arthur basically has nothing to worry about, as long as there are no more guns, this gang of punks is not enough to fear.

He was about to find an opportunity to break them down one by one, but he didn’t expect a rush of footsteps to come from the stairs at this time.

It was the belated arrival of Tom and Tony, as well as a group of plainclothes Greenwich Borough police officers with officer’s knives.

“Nobody move, police!”

Under the intimidation of the officers, the punks who had been so arrogant just a moment ago instantly lost their temper, and one by one they put their hands up against the wall at the officers’ request.

Tony ran to Arthur with a sweaty head, he panted, “Arthur, are you …… you okay?”

Arthur said faintly, “It’s okay, it’s okay if you guys slow down a bit more.”

Tony sniffed in relief, “Oh oh, that’s good …… that’s good ……”

Arthur heard this and picked up again, “At most I’ll lose my life anyway.”

“Huh?!”

The police officers looked at each other in disbelief when they heard this, and Tom rushed up to explain, “Arthur, it really wasn’t that we lost him, we were thinking …… thinking …… er… …”

Tony rushed to the side and whispered a reminder, “Thinking about letting you have fun?”

Tom’s eyes lit up as he clapped his hands and said, “Yeah, that’s right, we thought about making you have fun! The guys think you’ve been under a lot of stress lately, it’s time to spice things up a bit.”

Arthur heckled, “So, I have you to thank for that?”

Tom blushed and spoke incoherently, “That …… that’s not so bad.”

Arthur asked, “What are the Scotland Yard house rules, Chapter 3, Article 5a?”

Hearing this, Tom almost subconsciously stood at attention and saluted and reported, “Report, police officers are not allowed to drink, fight, gamble, or visit prostitutes!”

Arthur pushed Fiona in his arms towards Tom, “Cuff them all and bring them back to me, in addition, Tom, although you didn’t visit prostitutes, you are holding a woman in your arms, so I suspect that you are suspected of engaging in an extramarital affair. Regarding the details of this matter, I will truthfully convey it to Mrs. Tom according to the management regulations and my professional ethics as a police officer.”

(End of chapter)