Crowds of tourists gather at the foot of the Elizabeth Tower, holding their mobile phones and waiting for Big Ben to chime, and when the hands reach exactly 12 o'clock, the solemn chime rings punctually in the mysterious and cold city of London, and the light gray River Thames flows lonely under the platform of Blackfriars.

A white figure appeared among the hurried passengers on the platform, wearing a white trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat. A few strands of mischievous hair peeked out from the wide brim of the hat, sometimes turning silvery-white, sometimes black, sometimes golden, in the sunlight. Its owner lowered the brim of his hat alertly, his large, confused eyes flickering with curiosity like a newborn's curiosity, and finally jumped onto the train before the doors closed.

Soon there was a whistle on the platform, and the train rumbled away from the platform.

The white trench coat rested at the junction of the two carriages, standing in front of the window, watching the city rush backwards in front of him, when a ray of sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, casting a dazzling circle of light on the glass, and then the glass reflected the face of Iris.

Her men's dress not only does not diminish, but also adds a bit of sassiness.

Seeing that there was no one around, she finally couldn't hold back the ecstasy in her heart, and quietly turned the deacon spinning top in her hand, and sent a spiritual sound to Whale Fall: "Luoluo, guess where I am now? I just got on the bus from the penny in black, and Master must not have thought that I would be faster than him...... Don't worry, I'll rush back to help Master complete the task......"

As soon as the news was sent, Iris saw a thrilling side from the car window, and a group of black-clothed people suddenly rushed into the next carriage, and Iris quickly hid vigilantly. The group of black-clad men all wore black gloves on their hands, and none of the passengers in the carriage noticed their existence.

"It's from the Deacon's House. Iris secretly took out her phone and secretly recorded the scene in front of her.

The people in black checked the faces of the travelers one by one, and Iris found that the man in black was an extremely cold woman, and she looked around and walked straight to a young man carrying a royal blue briefcase. I approached the man to make sure he didn't know anything about it.

About three seconds later, the cold woman raised her hand, only to see a black shadow flash, the man's head left his neck and fell into his own arms, the neat incision was still bubbling blood, and the group of men in black had calmly left amid the screams of the full carriage.

It all happened so fast that even the iris didn't react, let alone the passengers in the carriage, no one saw how his head fell off, and blood splattered on the two passengers next to the seat, and they hugged and cried as they ran.

Iris hurriedly put on the deacon's gloves and chased after the group of men in black.

Even though she had been practicing for a week and had struggled with the cumbersome traffic signs and lights on British roads, as well as the right-hand drive that she had not fully adapted to, it did not affect her happy mood in the slightest. In order to be able to pick up Hou Ye in person, as soon as she arrived in the UK, she found an agency on the Internet and began to apply for a British driver's license.

The Golf she is driving at the moment was just changed by Yunbo last semester. With fuel prices in the UK about twice as high as in China, and road taxes based on emissions, the fuel-efficient Golf is the most popular model here.

Okra sat in the co-pilot at this time, and the overly lively teddy dog Cloud occupied the entire back seat, taking care of Cloud for a day This is the only condition for Yunbo to lend the car to Tong Meng.