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Volume 1 Chapter 1 Prologue

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    On Sunday morning in London, a roadside restaurant opened normally.  There are neither too many nor too many people in the restaurant. Some people are eating on the seats, and some are sitting on the long bar counter drinking hot tea.  The auntie waiter took the coffee pot and black tea to each customer and stopped to chat with familiar customers from time to time.  The atmosphere of the restaurant is slow and cozy.

    The two children packing sandwiches were playing and laughing in the narrow long restaurant, which ruined the atmosphere. The waitress couldn't help but stop: "Hey! Hey! Hey! Gentlemen, please be quiet."

    The two children stopped and looked at each other.  After the aunt turned around, the older child twisted her buttocks and knocked the child down. The child fell to the side of a middle-aged man's chair, and the middle-aged man hurriedly reached out to support the child.  The child stood still, as if he had done something bad, and apologized with a restrained expression: "I'm sorry sir."

    The middle-aged man smiled a little: "It's okay, but the restaurant is not a place to fight."

    "Yes, sir." The child nodded.

    The waiter aunt said: "You two boys, your breakfast is ready."

    The older child stepped forward to take the paper bag, and walked towards the gate of the restaurant with the child one after the other.

    Sitting on a bar chair, a bald man in his fifties with a big belly slowly folded the newspaper and stopped the child with his hand.  He smiled and looked at the child: "I invite you to have breakfast."

    The child was a little nervous, shook his head, turned to look at the older child, and cast a look for help.

    The older child stood at the door without making a sound, as if waiting for the child to come by himself.

    Aunt noticed the abnormality, and said from the side: "John?"

    The man named John glanced at the child's right trouser pocket: "I found he was hungry, right?"

    Is that right? It is the child who is asking.  Faced with this question, the child nodded his head, John smiled with satisfaction, and pushed the bar chair beside him for the child to sit on.  At this time, the older child quietly left the restaurant.

    John ordered milk and a hot dog, then took five bills from his coat pocket and put them in front of the child.  The child was afraid to move, John explained: "I want to buy the wallet in the right pocket of your trousers."

    The child hesitated for a moment, then took out the wallet from the right trousers pocket.  John took the wallet, threw it on the ground without looking at it, and asked, "What's your name?"

    The child replied: "Liang Xi."

    John asked, "Vietnamese?"

    The child replied: "Chinese."

    At this time, the aunt saw the wallet, picked it up and shouted: "Hey, which careless guy lost the wallet?"

    Everyone fumbled around, and the middle-aged man realized that his wallet was lost, and hurried forward to claim it.

    John pushed the milk in front of Liang Xi, and glanced at the five banknotes he had put on the table: "This is your money, you can keep it."

    Liang Xi picked up the banknotes and asked, "Can I count them?"

    John chuckled: "Of course."

    Liang Xi picked up five banknotes and started counting. His way of counting money was different from others. He first held the money in his left hand, then took out one with his right hand and put it on the table, counting: "one, one, one, one  One piece, one piece."

    After counting, Liang Xi's hands were empty, and there was only one banknote on the table.  Liang Xi pushed the banknote to John: "I'm sorry sir, I can't accept your money."

    John was very surprised.  He knew it was a magic trick, and he also knew how to use it. He was just surprised that Liang Xi could do it so well.  John put away the banknote in front of him, and thought for a while: "Liang Xi, I know you are a student of Blue Coat School."

    Surprised by this change of beam: "How do you know?"

    John smiled and replied: "I am a detective." Unless a Chinese child is an orphan, he will not be a pickpocket.  There is a Blue Coat Charity School four blocks away, and restaurants are near the bus stop.  Combining all the information, John came to a conclusion.

    Liang Xi had no interest in the detective profession, and tilted his head indifferently: "Britain is full of detectives."

    John felt that he was right, nodded in agreement, and asked, "Do you like being a pickpocket?"

    Liang Xi didn't answer, just drinking the milk silently.

    John knew it well: "My detective agency is not far away on Bourning Street, and I lack a person to help me clean up. If you want, I can solve your troubles."

    Liang Xi looked up at John: "Butbut they are a very bad group of people."

    John said: "I'm just asking whether you are willing or not. As for how to solve the trouble, that's my business."

    Liang Xi thought for a while, and said, "Sir, it is against the law to employ child labor."

    John said disapprovingly: "NoMoney, not employment.  "

    Liang Xi was stunned, is this the detective's logic?

    Seeing Liang Xi's expression, John smiled for a while, and said, "But I allow you to count the money for me once a week. ?
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