The Shadow of Great Britain-Chapter 526 - 275 Special Treatment for Sudden Serious Illness_2

"Do you really think I’d be interested in those sickly sweet messages of ’My darling, I love you, you love me’ that flood the ’Amorous Column’? Whether an Oxford student plans to elope with a newly met girl, some Priest in a certain region is suspected of keeping several lovers, or the Earl’s youngest son is pursuing a lady enough to be his mother, what use is knowing these things to me?"

Upon hearing this, Louis chuckled and complimented, "Sir, although they are of no use, I still must say, you have an impressive memory."

When Arthur heard this, the smoke he had just inhaled got stuck in his throat.

He coughed repeatedly, and steam seemed to be coming out of both his nose and mouth, "Louis, are you doing this on purpose?"

"No, I’m serious," Louis replied with a smile, "I used to hear people say that all our archived files are stored in your brain, and I didn’t believe it. But now it seems that everyone was spot-on."

Arthur pursed his lips and responded, "That’s because you haven’t met another one of our employees yet; he’s currently floating on the sea. When he returns, you should talk to him if you have the time; maybe you’ll also get some pointless information about interspecies communication."

Just as another small meeting about Eld was about to start, Great Dumas quickly steered the conversation back, "Arthur, I’m not saying you’re giving Wheatstone a lot of work pressure. It’s about that recent operation Scotland Yard did to crackdown on prostitution. Now where are we supposed to find an experienced lady to treat Mr. Wheatstone?"

Arthur raised an eyebrow and asked, "Alexander, can you assure me with your hand on your heart that there’s not the slightest personal motive in what you’re saying?"

Great Dumas replied righteously, "Of course! My life is full of love but Mr. Wheatstone is obviously different, so he has to solve problems with money. The only thing to be thankful for is that at least Mr. Wheatstone can solve his issues with money. If it were Mr. Carter in that cage today, the situation would be completely different, his needs are too varied; I suppose we might just have to send him and his cage straight to London Zoo."

Looking at Wheatstone standing in a cage, Louis turned to Arthur and subtly suggested, "In addition to cracking down on prostitution, we’ve also seized several batches of illegal publications. Do you think if we gave a few to Mr. Wheatstone, it might help ease his condition?"

Before Arthur could respond, Great Dumas eagerly asked, "What good stuff did you manage to get?"

"Hush! Keep it down!"

Louis placed his finger on his lips, glanced around to make sure the apprentices weren’t paying attention, and then whispered, "Nothing new, mostly just reprints of old works. Like Corillan’s ’Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Courtisan,’ Roger Fickweiler’s ’Merilan,’ John Cleland’s ’Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure,’ and a novel collection with a rather long name, I remember it being called ’Rare Truths: Venus’s Cabinet Opened, Her Secrets Revealed.’"

Upon hearing this, Great Dumas exclaimed, "Scotland Yard has really done something earth-shattering this time! Those books you mentioned are hard to find in the market, they all seem to have been banned by the church and the government, with the authors even having spent time in jail. That high-end stuff isn’t even fully collected by Eld, he only has a copy of ’Merilan.’

"I still remember the descriptive language in it, truly masterful. Like ’it seemed to have a radius remarkably large... larger than anyone’s,’ or ’the land needs to be gently cultivated.’ If not for the context, who would have guessed it was an erotic novel? I thought it was Mr. Cavendish measuring the radius of the Earth."

No sooner had Great Dumas finished speaking, the curious apprentices, eavesdropping shamelessly, crowded around them, "Gentlemen, did we hear that you were discussing Cavendish? Just to share, we are also interested in the radius of the Earth."

Seeing the crowd starting to swell, Arthur quickly warned, "Lately, Scotland Yard’s cells are all filled up and it seems the Parliament isn’t inclined to give us a massive fund anytime soon to expand our detention facilities. So, it’s best if no one submits a housing application to us in the near future. Why cause trouble for both parties, right?"

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But not relenting, Great Dumas pulled out a Police Intelligence Department employee ID from his pocket and slapped it into Arthur’s hand, "Did you forget? I work for Scotland Yard too! As an employee, should I not have the authority to inspect contraband? At the very least you should let me finish ’Merilan.’ Only the first part is available at Eld’s; God knows which son of a bitch tore the second part."

Arthur simply refused, "Alexander, normally I could accommodate your request. But not right now, we’re under strict watch. If the heat dies down, you can read however you wish. But if you really can’t wait, I suggest you go to Bond Street to find Madame Berkeley; her shop is one Scotland Yard wouldn’t dare to raid, you can have a total offline experience there."

"Why?" Great Dumas frowned, puzzled, "What’s so special about this Madame Berkeley that she even gets a special recommendation from a Scotland Yard Commissioner?"