London Discord

There is Jevons' contact information..."

"Isn't he your sister's friend?" Kevin on the opposite side looked at his friend who had been hurt for many years, "London College of Communication... is not far from our school, go and launch your offensive, make eye contact, body contact Touch, flirt, and play your classic tricks that you never win."

At lunch time, Mr. Jeremy Wilson on the opposite side put this plate of smoked salmon pasta with dill and asparagus. Instead, he spent 10 minutes telling him about a Taoist priest from China. Cuisine feels extremely sad.

Although Taoist priests are indeed one of the most mysterious supernatural beings on this earth, just like the country they live in, they have too many incredible and magical histories, and Kevin would be equally curious about this.But can you make such a deep impression on this bad friend you met in public school?

Gee.

"So your hobby is a Taoist priest," Kevin said with an indescribable expression on his face, "I just found out today."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jeremy frowned. "It has nothing to do with him. There is something underwater."

"It's really strange, the corpses falling from the ceiling... It stands to reason that such a sensational incident should have exploded by now. But the media and social networks didn't even report it at all." Kevin thought back, " If you hadn't told me, I would have had no idea that this happened, including the people around us, and you saw it, no one talked about it."

Jeremy said firmly, "No matter what it is, one person is already dead. If you don't figure it out, there will be more people who will be called by the god of death. In short, this matter is endless."

"Okay, seriously," Kevin paused, scratching the tip of his nose, "let me quote a famous quote: What the fuck is none of your business?"

"This is an international incident," Jeremy put on his waist, and put on a Shakespeare-like solemn tone. "As a British wizard, I have the responsibility to safeguard the glory of our British Empire."

Kevin: "..."

"And you're going to assist me, Kevin Theodore Williams." Jeremy's drama wasn't over yet.

"... All right, stop acting," Kevin, who is also a wizard, couldn't stand it anymore, "Have you finished eating? Go back to school and go to class."

"Stop," Jeremy glared at him, "I'll go first."

All right, after all, it's all done, so it's natural to play a full set.Kevin stopped and made a "please" gesture, letting Jeremy go ahead.I followed up.

Kevin felt that the ground was a little slippery, and when he looked down, Jeremy's shoe prints were wet.Strange, the floor in the restaurant is obviously very dry.

Kevin didn't think much, and followed Jeremy's figure in stride.

"Ah, and..." Jeremy stopped suddenly in front of the restaurant.

"What's wrong?" Kevin rolled his eyes.

"What class is this afternoon?" Jeremy asked him.

"There is a two-hour lecture on econometrics." Kevin answered quickly after thinking about it.

"Then I'm afraid we'll have to drop them all."

☆、Chapter 9

"What?!" Kevin's expression seemed to be reading the Arabian Nights, "Tell me again, what are you going to do?"

"Of course, before the people from MI[-] find me, I should try to figure out the situation at Scotland Yard. It will be difficult to find out anything after all the information on this case is handed over to the Department of Magical Crime Investigation. .”

"I think you're crazy." Kevin gasped, "You know..."

"I know." Jeremy interrupted Kevin who was about to start a long speech. "I have a plan, okay? Listen to me."

Having known Jeremy Wilson for so many years, there is one thing Kevin has to admit: Jeremy is a powerful wizard who is a little scary.The foundation of magic is based on the energy that is not easily discovered by ordinary people in this world, but the source of magic is the mind and heart. For wizards, magic is to them like flying is to birds, and they need to understand and grow - This is a process.And as early as when they met at Eton College, Jeremy's magic was already at his own level.At that time, Kevin still had to rely on chanting spells to help him concentrate and improve the success rate of casting spells.But in fact, it is an unsafe and unstable practice to read the mantra, because although there is no agreed-upon standard for the pronunciation of the mantra, there are always tragedies caused by wrong pronunciation.

Therefore, the silent spell has become one of the certification standards for a truly qualified wizard.At that time, Jeremy had already jumped out of this stage. He could easily concentrate with a strong purpose, and cast all kinds of magic he wanted to cast without opening his mouth—at that time, Kay Wen and Jeremy are only 14 years old.

Now, Kevin can't accurately evaluate how strong Jeremy's magic is, but Jeremy is definitely the best of the young wizards.Kevin also thought about this issue before and after, and in the end he could only attribute all this to talent. Whether it is an ordinary person or a wizard, maybe there are smart and relaxed people like Jeremy in this world.

"Hey, Madeleine, I'm Kevin. I can't go to the lecture in the afternoon. Can you make a copy of the recording for me...Okay, thank you, see you at the bar tonight."

There is no way, unlike some pervert, I still have to rely on learning to improve.Kevin leaned against the window of Jeremy's room to settle the school affairs, hung up the phone, and then walked to Jeremy, "So?"

"I have the business card of Inspector Scudder." Jeremy focused on typing on the laptop screen. "This just saves a lot of trouble. I need to know the personal information of this police officer first."

"Samuel Scudder," Kevin read out, bending down and staring at the screen. "Wow, is this a detective?"

"uh-huh."

"Will he be too much as a policeman? He is more like a retired Hugo Boss advertising model." Kevin commented on the handsome middle-aged face on the screen.

"Well, our 'Mr Jude Law' of Scotland Yard lives at Marylebone Flats on George Street, just in Westminster...has a daughter who looks to be in primary school, and he posts pictures of his daughter on social media , he also signed up for a dating site? A divorced single dad.”

"So what do you want to do to him? All government agencies and royal palaces have set up anti-magic restrictions. The Police Department is the most stringent place. Even if you put a curse on him, as long as he walks into Scotland Yard, he will be immediately banned." monitored."

"That's right." Jeremy nodded in agreement, "But anti-magic prohibition itself is also a kind of magic, isn't it?"

"What the hell do you want to do?" Kevin looked at Jeremy's malicious eyes and regretted joining this evil group.

"I need you." Jeremy flashed his trademark charming smile.

If you happen to be a wizard or magic user in the UK, then the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland Wizarding Criminal Code No. 15 will warn you like this:

Any wizarding citizen shall not use any magic, magic creatures, magic instruments and magic institutions in ordinary human administrative institutions and judicial institutions, including but not limited to the government, the cabinet and its direct agencies, the police station, the Privy Council, local administrative agencies, etc., magic The Criminal Arbitration Commission reserves the final right to define the above occasions.Violators will be sentenced to three to 20 years in prison or life-long deprivation of the right to use magic, depending on the seriousness of the circumstances.

"You are trying to secretly intervene in the administrative procedures of human beings as a wizard. If this matter is revealed, it will be over for the two of us. Are you clear about the seriousness of the law?"

"I know, we're not going to fail. But I'm a witness to this case, and Inspector Scudder already knows me, so that's why I have to involve you, Kevin, I really need you help."

"...Okay, just tell me what the plan is."

When it comes to energy, the West End is a sassy, ​​classy and squeamish lady whose presence always brightens things up.But if you want to ask her out, you have to pay a heavy price.

Getting to the West End is easy no matter where you live in London, every tube line goes through it, and there are bike parking spots all over the area.A young Scottish wizard with a red nose is riding a Barclays bicycle from Percival Street to Covent Garden. Unlike the "Scotland Yard" with a false name, Mr. Kevin Williams is an authentic Scottish product. You can tell by his accent.Fourteen minutes later, Kevin stopped his bicycle, adjusted his old green Burberry trench coat, and walked into a cafe with no signboard in the quaint old shopping street.

"What would you like to drink?" the waiter at the cash register asked him.

“Opal Coffee.”

This quirky name doesn't exist on cafe menus.

The waiter understood, she asked Kevin's name and gave the price, "Three pounds."

Kevin took the printed receipt.Then go straight into the wooden door on the far right side of the cash register where the employees come in and out.

"Find the darkest and most abrupt piece of the red-brown floor in the back kitchen, squat down and knock three times."

Kevin thought back to Jeremy's words and did as he said.

knock knock knock.

The effect is immediate.The floor under Kevin's feet suddenly began to soften, and he staggered and fell down. The floor became softer and softer, forming a sunken pit. As for the other people in the kitchen, they didn't find it strange, and continued to work around the sunken Kevin. things in.

Kevin felt a suction pulling him down, as if falling into a quicksand-like vortex.The suction became stronger and stronger, like riding a slide, Kevin fell faster and faster, everything around him blurred, and then his feet touched the ground.

Everything around him became clearer, and Kevin found himself standing in a huge garden, just like Jeremy had told him.

"When you get to the garden, you just go straight along the path in front of you. There is a small obelisk in front of you."

Well, another weird place that Jeremy knows about.Kevin muttered inwardly as he walked towards the obelisk.The illusion of this garden is very realistic, with lush flowers, fresh and natural, as well as ancient Greek-style stone carvings and natural fountains.It seems that I should read the "Illusion Weaving Advanced Magic Level [-]" again some other day.

"There's only one old man named Augustus in the tower. He doesn't like others to beat around the bush or be sociable, so just tell him what you want."

"Hi Mr. Augustus," Kevin nodded slightly, "I need a griffin."

"Okay." Mr. Augustus had a gray beard and looked very old, but he was in good spirits.He waved his hand, and a somewhat worn-out notebook appeared in the air. "Register your name and contact information and show your human identity card. In addition, I will file your magician qualification certificate. The rental fee is five hundred pounds."

"He will ask you to register for the rental of magical creatures and pay the fee, and you just say..."

"Jeremy asked me to say hi to you for him."

"The old rascal will certainly pretend not to know me."

"Who is Jeremy? Never heard of that name."

Kevin is kind. "He's a shy but honest young man, and Mrs. Augustus, Miss Lyudmil and Lady Hatherine will enjoy playing bridge with him."

"This old bastard owes me a lot of money in the gambling game, and he has two lovers outside behind his wife's back. They don't know each other. You just need to kindly remind him of this."

After the point was made, Kevin smiled and looked at Mr. Augustus, as patiently as he would see a friend who had been punched, kicked or hit by a car with a bruised nose and confided about his bad luck.The old man on the opposite side flushed, his exaggerated Persian nose shrank, and finally said helplessly: "Come with me."

Kevin followed Augustus out of the back door of the obelisk, and in front of him was a wider grassland.Mr. Augustus blew a long whistle, Kevin heard a howl in response, and then a griffin flew towards them from a distance.

The griffin has the body and claws of a lion, the head and wings of an eagle, and has the color of feathers and coats like sunlight.The back half of the lion-like body has yellow-brown animal hair, but the griffin in front of it is not big, about four feet long, it looks like a juvenile griffin, unlike an adult griffin whose eyes are like burning flames , the eyes of this juvenile griffin are jewel red,

Mr. Augustus patted the little griffin's head affectionately, and introduced to Kevin: "Her name is Olivia, and she is not yet an adult. I only have this griffin left here to lend you."

"We'll return it before the end of the day, and we won't treat her badly, Jeremy said please believe it."

Augustus ignored Kevin. He took out a magic wand from the inside of his robe and waved it at the griffin in front of him. After a burst of green smoke drifted away, the griffin in place disappeared, replaced by a A silver shorthair cat.

Augustus picked up Olivia who had turned into a cat, and handed it to Kevin: "Take it away."

"Thank you."

"Wait a minute," Augustus called him, "Please return it before midnight. This one has not been registered. I have to update the breeding records and submit the data every day. If it is found out..."

"I understand." Kevin nodded quickly.

☆、Chapter 10

Kevin embraced the cute kitten that Olivia turned into, cast a flash spell in Mr. Augustus's illusion, and returned to Jeremy's apartment.

"Jeremy!" Kevin shouted from the doorway, "The Griffin is back!"

Jeremy thumped and walked down the stairs, "Let me see."

Kevin handed Olivia to him, "Be careful, she's still a baby."

"I see," Jeremy hugged Olivia carefully, "Oh cutie~"

"So what does our nefarious plan to invade Scotland Yard have to do with griffins?"

"We're going to make her cry."

"what?"

Kevin begins to ponder the possibility of Jeremy's madness.

Test tubes, beakers, measuring cylinders, Erlenmeyer flasks, Kjeldahl... Looking at the experimental equipment on the table, people who don't know will mistakenly think that this is a chemical laboratory. As for the knowledgeable, such as Kevin, they will Understand that Jeremy intends to make potions.

"I wasn't idle when you were out just now," Jeremy said as he chopped up the potion ingredients he got on the chopping board. "Then, I didn't say that anti-magic prohibition is actually a kind of magic."

"Yeah, it's just a kind of spell and, more, complicated, only the highest-level magician can cast successful magic." Kevin reminded him through gritted teeth.

"That's right, but haven't you noticed the paradox? The anti-magic prohibition can detect and prevent the effects of various types of magic power. It is also because it is so difficult and consumes a wizard's mana, but this prohibition cannot stop it from exerting itself. Utility, right?"

"What are you babbling around, so why are you making potions?"

"Likes don't exclude each other, so we're going to do another restraint to monitor Inspector Scudder's investigation."

No matter how Kevin thought about it, he felt that there was something wrong with Jeremy's logic.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? It's not like that's why the same kind doesn't repel each other?"

Jeremy rolled his eyes helplessly, "Why do you have so many questions?"

"Because you're crazy and I'm still a little sane?" Kevin said confidently.

Jeremy sighed.

Magic originally originated in Egypt, and the magic and spells learned by modern wizards all come from the oldest civilization. Of course, there are also some lost spells or forbidden techniques. For thousands of years, there have been wizards In pursuit of the most primitive and powerful magic power in these legends.

"Save me the bullshit background that three-year-olds know, and get to the point."

"Well, I have studied the homology of the high-level anti-magic prohibition mechanism, and then I can use my potion science knowledge to come up with a potion with the same nature as the prohibition, so that the anti-magic prohibition mechanism will not be triggered. With a little change, it can be used by us, don’t ask me how I know I’m so good, okay?”

"Okay. Then you also owe me an 'unspeakable' help." Kevin finally revealed his trump card.

"...you really know how to do business."

"Hehehe~" Kevin smirked, and picked up the little griffin Olivia who had turned into a silver shorthair cat over Jeremy, who was busy making potions, "Do you have to make this little cutie cry?"

"Gryphon's tears are the most important ingredient," Jeremy said. "We can't live without this."

"I promised Mr. Augustus that I would not harm her."

"We don't want to hurt her, just... find a way to collect two drops of her tears."

You are not talking nonsense.Kevin grunted, and hugged Olivia, "Go, Olivia, let's stay away from this weird uncle."

Scotland Yard.

Inspector Scudder was walking down the corridor of the police station with the report in his hand, when he slipped suddenly and hurriedly supported the wall.

Where did the water come from, I almost slipped and fell.The inspector frowned disapprovingly, patted the hem of his overcoat, and turned a corner into the office.

"The autopsy report is out."

"How's the situation?" asked the female police officer waiting in the office.

"The results showed that the cause of our victim's death was suffocation, and the bite occurred after he had lost his breath." Superintendent Scudder threw the file on the table.

"What? To be honest, this is the strangest corpse I've ever seen." The female police officer pouted, picked up the autopsy report and read it carefully:

Examination of the autopsy: a male corpse with a length of 179cm, no abnormal development and good nutrition.Rigidity has been relieved, dark purple-red corpse spots are seen on the back of the nape, no obvious damage to the scalp and skull, bruising and swelling of the face, punctate bleeding near the fornix of the synapsis of the upper and lower eyelids, and secretions can be seen in the mouth and nose.

Indeed a corpse sign of suffocation.So what happened to those bites?

The female police officer turned to the conclusion on the last page:

Autopsy Pathological Diagnosis:

1 There is a patchy circular closed groove in the neck, and the death is caused by mechanical asphyxia

2. There is a large area of ​​​​bite

Conclusion: Asphyxiation death by unknown mechanical action, with lacerating bites from a large number of animals.The time of death was around 2017:10 pm on October 4, [-].

"Animal bite? What is this... a monster?"

"Anything can be faked. I've seen it a lot. The bite may be a trick, but we'll have to find out," said Inspector Scudder.

"You still think it was murder?"

"Otherwise? Could it be Godzilla who did it?" Scudder asked the female police officer, "What do you know about the situation here?"

The female police officer shook her head helplessly, "The deceased's name was Guy Finnigan, the sous chef of the Sky Castle restaurant." She pulled the display whiteboard by the desk and pointed to the photo of the victim hanging on it. "The white man is healthy and has a decent job. After communicating with his colleagues, I found out that the victim had no personal grievances in the workplace and no criminal record. His wife also said that he had no gambling habit. Neighbors also said He has a good character. Such a person who has no enemies died so inexplicably, we can't even lock a suspect."

It's tricky.

Inspector Scudder sighed, "Okay. I persuaded a technician from the real-time crime monitoring center to copy a video from some cameras near the Royal Festival Hall from yesterday afternoon to night, as well as the Sky Castle restaurant. Give me the video. I will watch the surveillance video now, and you can contact the forensics department to sort out all the materials we have at present, and inform other people that we will have a meeting in two and a half hours."

"it is good."

Watching videos is a boring job that requires concentration. The police inspector asked for almost five hours of videos. Naturally, he couldn’t finish watching them all at once. He first picked the surveillance videos in the back kitchen of the Yunxiaobao restaurant, and checked the victim’s cover. Activities before his death.

The kitchen in the picture is busy but in good order. Inspector Scudder carefully watched every move of the sous chef Guy Finnigan, who didn't know that his life was coming to an end soon, and found nothing unusual .Dinner time is the busiest time in the restaurant. Many reservations have already been placed. Everyone in the kitchen is running around and busy. Naturally, the victim Guy is one of them. In the video, he Still wearing a chef's hat and a chef's uniform, prepping every meal.Scudder glanced at the time of the video:

Seventeen fifteen.Not far from death.

Soon, the picture changed.The sous chef seemed to have finished most of the work, he stopped, gave some orders to the guys around him, and walked away from the side.Inspector Scudder watched the people in the picture walk through other kitchen helpers and subordinates, and opened the door of the cold storage room, picked up a red bucket next to the door, and walked in.

The inspector pressed pause, and the thoughts in his mind were running fast. This bucket... seems to be the same bucket as the one that fell on the ground on the upper floor of the restaurant?

Inspector Scudder switched to the surveillance screen of the restaurant at the same time. The moment the elevator door opened, the inspector saw three familiar faces:

Su Rui, Jeremy and Ellie walked into the Yunxiao Castle restaurant talking and laughing.

The time when the victim Guy Finnigan left the back kitchen was exactly the time when the three of them came to the restaurant.From here on, the victim completely disappeared from the surveillance screen.

So, did he go to the upper floor of the restaurant?What happened during this period?

Inspector Scudder called up the surveillance footage outside the Royal Festival Hall building. The body of the deceased Guy was in civilian clothes, and Guy who entered the cold room was still wearing a chef's uniform. The inspector began to check the kitchen after he left. Whether he had left the building during the period of time before his death, and no figure wearing the same outfit as the deceased was found in the end. It seems that all of this happened in the building.

Inspector Scudder casually started fast-forwarding the surveillance video outside the building. After the murder and the arrival of the police, the traffic in and around the Royal Concert Hall began to drop sharply. As the sky darkened, surveillance cameras around the building The picture appears almost static.The Inspector almost missed the flickering shadow.

what happened?

Inspector Scudder rewound the surveillance video and glanced at the time on the screen: 21:2.Outside the empty Royal Concert Hall building, a black figure stood about a hundred yards away from the building. The dim street lamp light hit the person's head, reflecting a long shadow.Inspector Scudder couldn't see what the man was doing, nor could he see the face from behind. The man on the screen was wearing a black sweatshirt with the hood covering his head. He seemed to have taken out his mobile phone. Du stared at the figure closely, and after [-] minutes, the black figure disappeared out of thin air, and the picture returned to calm.

Isn't it my own dazzle?

The inspector repeatedly checked the screen several times, and after confirming that the back figure really disappeared suddenly, he began to wonder if this was a prank by the real-time crime monitoring center.He carefully looked at the clothes of the figure on the screen. Under the jacket were a pair of slender legs wrapped in dark blue jeans, and the Nike tick logo could be vaguely seen on the heel of the sneakers.

This lower body dress seems a bit familiar...

Inspector Scudder's keen intuition made him quickly think of a young Chinese who had just dealt with him.

never mind.Inspector Scudder shook his head.How could that child have anything to do with this case.

I'm just too sensitive.

Inspector Scudder glanced at his watch. It had been two hours and it was time for a meeting.

He stood up from his desk, picked up the case files, and left his office.

☆、Chapter 11

To be honest, the air in London is no sweeter than that in China, and the sun is not necessarily as bright as that in China. Even though this is an undoubtedly magical city, if you want to list all the inconveniences of studying abroad, Su Rui can list them all. A neat list came out.But after living in London for a year, Su Rui has become more and more fond of this familiarity and the British accent that he can imitate more decently (thanks to Ellie). Half fluent in English, dizzy on the streets of foreign countries, Su Rui secretly felt that he was quite good.

The reason for this feeling is that the excitement and bewilderment of newcomers can be heard in the casual chatter of several freshmen who are also from China passing by in the supermarket.Su Rui and Ai Li pushed the shopping carts past the shelves and were silent for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Ellie also noticed the group of Chinese people, "Sick of home?"

"That's not true." Su Rui shook his head with a smile, "Have I told the story of my first day in England?"

"No."

"When I came to London on the first day, the jet lag was not reversed, and I caught a cold." Su Rui recalled, "That's okay, I also had stomach cramps because of irregular diet." Yes, Taoist priests can also stomach cramps.

"But I still have to tidy up the house and add things. I'm obviously very empty, but I still have a busy day." The most important thing is that I am embarrassed to cast a spell on the spot to make the table and chairs float, which will scare my roommates and classmates. "In the end, I lay on the bed and fell asleep with my eyes closed. When I woke up, it was already [-]:[-] noon the next day. I missed the luncheon organized by the Chinese students, and there were still □□ missed calls on my phone, but People are fine."

"That's not going well enough." Ellie sighed, "But look at you now," Ellie looked at Su Rui who picked up a large carton of milk on the shelf and carefully read the product information, "I know you When you were born, you were already in the current state of being able to handle everything. But then again, you can’t blame anyone for your situation at that time.”

"Yeah. Who can I blame? I came here alone with the admission letter in my hand and a huge sum of money in my pocket." Su Rui stopped in the fresh food area, opened the glass baffle of the freezer, and took a bag. A box of quick-frozen steaks was put into the shopping cart, "But this beginning is quite ceremonial, and that's how I started my life here."

"Is this all you have for dinner?"

"Well, I'm too lazy to cook." Su Rui said, "Tomorrow weekend, my plan for tonight is to fry a steak with some pasta, then watch the recorded Norton show, and write a report before going to bed. I really I need a quiet night~”

Unfortunately, Su Rui's simple wish could not be realized.

After shopping, Su Rui and Ellie said goodbye and went back to their respective residences.He walked back to the apartment alone, and according to the original plan, he fried the steak and cooked the pasta, turned on the TV, lay comfortably on the sofa, and made up for the missed talk show interviews.After two busy days, Su Rui is inevitably tired. At this moment, he just wants to enjoy some pleasant time alone in his apartment quietly.

As for other things... put it aside for now.

As the night grew darker, Su Rui watched two episodes of The Norton Show, then turned off the TV, walked into his bedroom, turned on the computer and prepared to write a report for a while, but heard a noisy voice outside the window.

Ha, come again.Su Rui smiled helplessly when he heard the voice.

Although the Old Kent Street where Su Rui lives is very close to the college, the living facilities are very convenient, and there is a small park around, but there is one inconvenience: it is noisy.

He just moved out of the dormitory of the college two months ago. A group of Jamaicans live opposite the Milestone apartment. They play music all day long. Reggae music dominates the fear.

However, Su Rui liked the style of reggae music quite a bit. He simply opened the window to let in the fresh air and let the sound of the music float in. Then he opened the laptop leisurely while shaking his legs.

The only sounds left in the apartment were the music wafting in and the clattering of keyboards.

Until all the lights in the room flickered.

what happened?Tripped?

Su Rui stopped typing on the keyboard, stood up from the table, and planned to check it.After taking two steps, he felt that his feet were a little slippery. When he looked down, he saw a few shoe prints on the floor.

Strange.Su Rui frowned, her apartment was very clean, where did the water damage come from?

click-

Before Su Rui could react, the whole room was suddenly plunged into darkness. It seemed that the power was cut off?

Su Rui stood silently on the spot and became alert.

The reggae music outside the window was still playing, like a carnival from another world.In the darkness, there was only a "clang" sound, and the window of the room was driven by some unknown force, as if it had been bolted hard and closed tightly.

Su Rui's heart beat faster.

In the silent apartment, only the music coming through the window was still stubbornly transmitted, as blurred as if separated by a layer of fog.The male voice that vaguely drifted in, as if it had been roasted by fire, repeated the same line of lyrics with a brisk rhythm:

I can't control myself around you/I can't control myself around you

I can't control myself around you/I can't control myself around you

I can't control myself around you, oh~/Oh~ I can't control myself around you

Suddenly, Su Rui felt a chill on the soles of his feet.

It is water.

In a short time, a layer of cold water suddenly seeped from the floor, which had already reached his ankles.Then there was the sound of splashing water, coming from the direction of the bathroom.Su Rui ran over and saw that it was the switch of the rain shower head and the faucet, spinning like a demon, and the water in the apartment had risen to Su Rui's calf.

what to do?Su Rui was thinking about countermeasures in a panic, but there was no time to think about it now.Suddenly, two streams of water gushed out of the water in the apartment and entangled him. Su Rui took a deep breath, and waved a Xuanbing Jue.

brush----

In an instant, the temperature in the air dropped to freezing point, and the water surface that had spread to the waist was tightly frozen together with the two volleying water streams.Afterwards, Su Rui stretched out his left hand, with five fingertips pointing up, and bent his middle finger and ring finger into the palm of his hand, and pinched a three-clear finger, which was done with Fushui, while his right hand clenched his fist, exerting strength, his body tightened, and he only listened for a while. Clap clap clack", the frozen ice surface began to explode inch by inch, and the splashed ice shards flew around the house, and then melted into the icy air before falling.

Successful.

This move took a lot of Su Rui's mind, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart dropped.

☆、Chapter 12

After such a fuss, the temperature in the room has dropped to below zero, and the house is flooded, making it impossible to live tonight.

What a pity.The expected peaceful night was ruined like this.

Su Rui walked back to the room wearily, grabbed the mobile phone on the bookshelf, and planned to check available hotel rooms.Let's make do with one night first, and I have to contact Jeremy tomorrow. I have already been attacked, and I'm afraid he will also be doomed.

It's a pity that one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.

Suddenly, a strange whimper resounded through the silent darkness, like a baby crying loudly, or like a woman scolding.

this sound...

Su Rui was stunned, this is not...

boom----

"Fuck!" Su Rui cursed, and then said again