tech killer

The physical fitness of mutants is probably better than that of ordinary people. When Elsa woke up, the soreness left on her body from last night had completely disappeared.She moved her hands and feet lazily, only to realize that her phone was out of battery.

Elsa is not afraid of running out of battery.

She connected the charger, stared at the screen of the phone without blinking, and the battery became full in one breath.Satisfied, she put away her mobile phone and went out to wash up, not caring whether the battery would be retired early.

For breakfast, she bought sandwiches and milk at the shop in front of the door. She also brought a cup of coffee to the instructor, Mr. Sherlock, but it took half a day to warm up at the venue before she received a text message from Sherlock:

Have a case, you are free - SH.

Looks like Elsa is still less attractive than Murder.

She pursed her lips, changed into the sportswear that was convenient for training, and put on the clothes she wore when she came this morning.

Today's Elsa is wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, a light pink T-shirt, and white canvas shoes. Her gray hair, which has grown past her shoulders, is casually tied at the back of her head, and the red stars on the hair rope are hanging down.

She had been doing psychological construction for a long time, and she expected to have a fight with Sherlock first to "guidance", but the teacher skipped class?

Oh too much.

Elsa's self-control ability is not very good, and a girl of this age has been suppressed and trained for more than two months... She finally decided to take a vacation for herself.

She doesn't know London very well, but Elsa still remembers the route to the place where she ate pizza last time.Just go for lunch and be back!She secretly made a decision.

After thinking about it, I finally left the space box here, put down the coffee I was not used to drinking all the time, and Elsa returned to the ground in a relaxed body.

London was a little humid in September. Elsa looked at the slightly cloudy sky for a while, and while identifying the way, she reopened the blog on her mobile phone.She looked at the news she missed last night in surprise, and really didn't know what M was thinking on the opposite side.

prince?

Elsa hasn't told the story about the prince yet.

There are only five characters in her fragmentary text. Obviously, the dragon is the terrible Sherlock the Great Demon King, the princess is Elsa herself, the elf refers to Vivienne, and the knight refers to the person who stopped the dragon several times. Watson, grandma is naturally Mrs. Hudson; the Bucky she misses is another story, and Elsa uses "worker" and "cook" instead--I have to say that the positioning is very accurate.

She's happy to share the bits and pieces of her coming to England, but what belongs to her and Bucky wants to keep it her own.

Elsa only wrote it after learning how to "lock it". The seven or eight memory fragments were locked by her early on, and M must not be able to see it.

So where did M draw his conclusions about the prince?Or is he also addicted to fairy tales and thinks that a princess must have a prince?

Pay attention to the word "also", Elsa is still a poor little girl who believes that there will be Santa Claus, and Santa Claus will definitely make up for her missing Christmas presents for ten years.

...and wish her a good Christmas.

Elsa held the mobile phone and meditated on the spot for ten seconds. She poked the screen with one finger and typed: "No, the dragon will lead the princess to rescue the prince."

Well, since Elsa is a princess, Bucky can be said to be a prince~

Although the evil dragon always bullies the princess, the evil dragon is a good instructor.

Elsa no longer cares about M on the other end of the network. She happily walked to the pizza shop with a good business before noon, and successfully occupied the last empty table.

Compared with girls of the same age, she eats a lot more. She has never thought about the word "lose weight". She is very slender and enjoys food very much. After these two months of nutritional supplements, Elsa's height has also increased. up a section.She ordered half a Supreme Pizza, a Spaghetti Bolognese, a Vegetable Salad, and a glass of hot milk. While waiting for the food to be served, a young man stood at her table.

This person is wearing a light blue plaid shirt, gray-green sweatpants, short golden-brown hair that is fluffy and long enough to cover his eyes, and a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, which looks very earthy; he is also carrying a One-shoulder bag, tightly clutching the strap with both hands: "Uh...sorry...I mean...that..."

He almost stuttered.

Elsa is not so afraid of humans anymore.On the contrary, after daring to walk in human society, he has a kind of caring mentality for ordinary people.Her big amber eyes stared at the nervous man: "What's wrong?"

"...Can I join a table?" Standing by the table, he regarded death as home.

Elsa almost laughed.

The removal of psychological stress changes a lot of things.Elsa said yes very gently, and pointed to the seat opposite her: "I'll finish eating quickly, it doesn't matter if you order what you want."

The man, who can be said to be a big boy, breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed his slipped glasses, still clutching the strap of the backpack with one hand, and the one who had just finished helping his glasses pulled the stool and sat down: "Thank you."

"My name is Jim..." He coughed dryly and repeated, "Thank you."

Elsa didn't take it seriously. Her pizza and pasta were served at the same time. The little gray-haired girl who loves food didn't have time to pay attention to this stranger.

During this period of time, her food sources were all simple meals, and there were few takeaways. There was no kitchen in the empty underground training ground, and Elsa missed delicious food very much.She ate so much that she didn't have time to pay attention to Jim, who shared a seat with her, until she had finished the vegetable salad.

Compared with Elsa, Jim, a big man, is much more delicate.He ate the pasta with cheese, and found that Elsa shyly pushed her glasses and smiled shyly when she saw him.

He seems to be good looking, and if he is not sure about mature girls, he will attract a little teasing.But Elsa, who couldn't turn her mind around so far, didn't think much of it at all. She drank the still warm milk in one gulp, licked off the remaining "milk mustache", then stood up simply, said goodbye and left the pizza shop. Give up all the seats to Jim.

Seeing Elsa's figure disappear from the store, Jim gently took off the old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, and suddenly laughed.

He put his hands above his eyes, revealing a pair of deep eyes, and the expression on his face was no longer shy.He squinted and watched the jumping gray hair tails disappearing out of the window glass, and smiled: "Your Highness Princess...it's really interesting."

***

It is a very happy thing to be full, especially when you don't have to eat potatoes.

Counting the time, Elsa walked briskly on the way back to the training ground, but was scraped by a car that suddenly turned and jumped out of a place less than two streets away from the destination. fall.

Obviously he didn't slow down at all, and obviously the road was empty and he hit Elsa who was walking on the side of the road, but the driver of the sports car didn't think so.

Elsa has very little contact with cars, or her memory of riding in a car is only the time when she was picked up by Vivienne from the New York Police Department.Her reaction ability in the forest is not bad, coupled with Sherlock's rough special training, originally Elsa should not have made such a mistake, but the fact is, if this blue sports car hits not Elsa Sha, a young man who drives should go to jail.

Elsa has always been reluctant to argue with others, but her palms were scratched by the stones on the road because of her avoidance. She thought that the bald driver who got out of the car wanted to apologize to her, but what she didn't expect was his swearing : "You damn girl, don't you have eyes at all? Or do you want to touch the porcelain when you see a luxury car! I warn you, before I get angry, young master, you get out of here!"

"..." Elsa stood up and glared at the unreasonable driver, "It's obvious that you broke in suddenly!"

Even Elsa, who didn't know much about traffic rules, knew that this young man must have violated the rules.

The bald young driver didn't care, he still cursed and kicked the car: "Fuck you! The road is so bright, master, I can drive as I want! It's not me if you don't have eyes and get under my wheels." My fault, can I stop them from being stupid? Stupid."

Thinking that this thin girl couldn't do much, the bald driver cursed a few more times, then staggered back into the car, as if he was going to step on the accelerator and leave.

Elsa only felt a burst of fire that wanted to erupt from the inside.She subconsciously stretched out her hand to aim at the wheel of the car, but before she could make a fist, she was held by another slender and cool hand.

She looked up and met Sherlock's wise eyes.Her instructor shook her head at her, and said calmly, "Don't forget what you are going to do."

Elsa released her hand following his strength, and whispered back: "I remember clearly, what am I going to do."

When Sherlock withdrew his hand, she took another look at the sports car where only the rear of the car could be seen.The next second, the luxury car broke down halfway, and the bald driver could be heard yelling at him from a long distance away.

Elsa looked at Sherlock innocently: "I know what I'm going to do, but I can't let such a person wander on the road. Hmm... What if I hurt someone?"

She smiled playfully: "It can be regarded as a small lesson."

"It's good to know what you're doing." Sherlock didn't bother to pay attention to her theory, and the little girl learned to use strong words when she started to integrate into society.He just saw Elsa furrowed with a blank face, and then walked towards the training ground first, leaving a whisper: "Maybe you have to get ready, come here, I'll show you something."