Chapter 7 Taxi Drivers

Although the UK is small in size, it has a long history...... Here, every inch of land beneath your feet holds a piece of history buried. ”

"What I'm going to show you this time is a British story. But the protagonist is not the British ...... we are familiar with It's more like a country that hasn't been discovered. ”

Danny Black was standing on a deserted path on the outskirts of London, with a levitation enchanted camera in front of him. He stood in front of the camera lens floating in the air, smiled gracefully, and spoke in a gentle and magnetic tone.

Just yesterday, the three days after the platinums left the United States and returned to the United Kingdom.

He went through the formalities of leaving the country and left the United States by plane.

At ten o'clock this morning, I set foot on British soil.

Before going to McCroft to report, he decided to start the documentary he wanted, and even if the final plan for a wizarding documentary didn't work out, he could use it as a British travel video to keep for himself.

"It's going to be a long journey...... Because what we are looking for is something magical that does not exist in people's cognition. ”

Danny continued to smile, speaking solemnly as he slowly walked forward, the camera flying steadily with his pace.

"In the story of King Arthur, which has been sung for thousands of years, there is war, there is love, there is betrayal, there is pure chivalry, there is also friendship and devotion. This time, our protagonist is King Arthur's only best friend and mentor - Merlin......" He paused, smiled mysteriously at the camera, and softly continued, "...... of the children and grandchildren. ”

"Did Merlin really save it?"

"What kind of mysterious magic does Merlin have?"

"Did Merlin leave an heir? Is there still a person in Britain who has the same mystical powers as Merlin? I will answer all of these questions for you. ”

Danny beckoned, retracting the camera from floating in the air.

He pressed the stop button and reverted back to watch the replay.

"It looks like a good shot, I'm a genius."

He thought smugly, then slipped the camera into his backpack and walked briskly down a road to London not far away.

"Sir, are you going to London?"

Just as Danny was wondering if the phantom had moved over, a taxi suddenly pulled up beside him, and an old driver who looked a little older, with gray hair and glasses, peeked out of the window.

The old driver looked ordinary, very inconspicuous, dressed very plainly, wearing a small gray hat, and his attitude was very respectful, "Sir, there is still a long way to go from here to London." ”

"Uh...... Yes. Danny curled the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a shy smile, and he looked at the taxi in front of him, probably from the suburbs, with sludge on the tires.

"I just sent off a guest." The driver showed a kind smile, "It's going back now, if you go to London, it's just a stopover." ”

Between the two options, magic and taxi, Danny hesitated for a moment, and finally with the kind smile of the taxi driver, he chose the taxi.

So, he opened the door and sat inside with his backpack on his back, looking like a college student returning from a hike, "Then I'm sorry, Diogenes Club, thank you." ”

"Diogenes? Oh, I know that. The driver replied and started the car, "I heard that there are a lot of big people there." ”

Danny smiled, "I don't know much about London, I just went to look for someone. ”

"The weather in London is always so gloomy, it has rained lately, and the roads are not easy to walk." The old driver first complained softly, and then chatted casually and asked, "Listen to your accent, is it American?" ”

"Uh, yes, my accent is obvious?" Danny blinked, looking curious.

"Not really, it's just that I'm sensitive to this. You know, as a taxi driver, I often get a lot of foreign tourists, usually from various parts of the world. Usually at this time, guessing where they come from is my hobby. The driver turned his head and gave him a gentle smile.

"It's so funny." Danny gave a friendly smile back, echoing softly.

"Are you visiting family in the UK?" Maybe the journey was too long and boring, but the old driver continued to ask with great interest.

"No, my father was British, he passed away not long ago, and his last wish was for me to go back to England to see."

Danny replied unwarily, "Actually, I don't think it's necessary. Because, I'm already a complete American...... Of course, it's not that I have anything to say about the UK. It's just that you should be able to understand that I was born and raised in the United States, so I ......"

"I understand, kid." The older driver also seemed to be evoked a touch of warmth, and he looked kind and relieved to the passenger and said, "You can treat this as a trip." In fact, no old father is willing to embarrass his son. He may simply want you to come to the country where he once lived, and take a walk for him and have a look. ”

"You're right." Danny replied softly.

His eyes quietly looked out of the car window, because the car was driving fast, and the rows of scenery quickly regressed, like memories that had passed away, and people's eyes were always looking ahead.

"This time, I'm going to take a serious look at where my father was born and raised. Then, I probably won't be here again. ”

"That's not good, maybe when you want to leave, you'll be reluctant to leave." The old driver winked at him happily and said, "England is a very beautiful country, and there are many beautiful girls, you will like it." ”

Danny laughed all at once, "Maybe." ”

The old driver seemed to want to continue to say something, and while he drove smoothly, he looked up thoughtfully at the out-of-town passenger.

Suddenly, he noticed from the rearview mirror that the other party yawned, showing a sleepy expression, and couldn't help but stop talking, and said gently, "Child, you can actually sleep in the back first, the next journey is still relatively long, and when you get to the place, I'll wake you up again." ”

"Thank you, I'm a little tired." Danny smiled politely, and did not reject the other party's kind concern, he tilted his body, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

The long plane journey, and the subsequent migration from the airport Phantom to the outskirts to shoot some video footage, he was indeed a little tired from tossing.

Moreover, he felt that it was necessary for him to recuperate, for Mr. McCroft Holmes, whom he would see in a moment, was not an easy boss to deal with.

The taxi was moving quickly, the old driver stopped talking, his eyes were firmly fixed on the road ahead, and his fingers gripping the steering wheel trembled slightly.

Scotland Yard, United Kingdom.

"Damn, it's the third 'suicide' case this month!" Inspector Lestrade's head hurts, "It's unusual. The media outside is still watching, and if we still don't do anything about it, the consequences can be imagined. ”

"But what can we do, Inspector? The dead were all suicides, and the poison was taken by themselves. A female police officer, who seemed to be very capable and shrewd, replied in a very sarcastic tone.

"Officer Sally Donavan. That's not a request, it's a command. The good-natured Inspector Lestrade was undoubtedly irritated by his subordinate's unceremonious statement.

He frowned, and spoke quickly and sternly, "Three cases, the same medicine, the deceased had no motive to commit suicide, and the body also appeared in a sparsely populated place. Now, you sue me, is this the problem that suicide should have? ”

The female officer was speechless, and she rubbed her long seaweed-like hair irritably, "So what do we do?" Ask that freak for help again? ”

Inspector Lestrade was silent for a moment, half a sound, and let out a long sigh, "If suicide cases continue to happen, and we are still at a loss, then, it can only be so." ”

Officer Sally Donavan had an indignant expression, however, there was nothing she could do.

"How's Anderson's side? Are there any new discoveries? ”

"There shouldn't be anything new to discover, no matter how many times you check it, it's suicide."

"It's terrible." The detective gave an extremely depressed expression.

At the same time, sitting in a taxi, Danny, who had just arrived in the UK, also exclaimed the same as the detective shortly after: "It's terrible." ”

"It's somewhere to go, kid."

The taxi stopped smoothly in front of an abandoned construction site, and the old driver woke up the out-of-town passengers sleeping in the back seat with a kind smile.

"Where is this? Is Mycroft broke? How did the Diogenes Club become so desolate? Danny woke up in a daze, looked around, and couldn't recover for a moment.

"Because, this is not Diogenes Club." The old driver seemed to find his confusion very amusing, and indulged him quite kindly.

"And where is this?" Danny's mind cleared up.

He sat up straight, thought for a moment, frowned and asked, "Did you pull me here to ask for more fares?" Perhaps, when I return home, I should discuss with you how low the moral threshold of London taxi drivers is. ”

"No, no, no, I don't need money." The old driver hurriedly shook his hand, and he smiled and said, "I just want to take you here to see." ”

"Where the hell is this?" Danny is starting to feel bad, and lately, I don't know what's going on, but his physique seems to have finally begun to look like a 'traverser' - the legendary accident physique?

"Abandoned construction site...... The last stop in life...... Child, you can choose a title that you like. The old driver straightened the taxi driver's ID card hanging on his chest with his hand and said with a smile.

"Damn."

The foreboding in his mind came true, and Danny felt very helpless.

"Now, get out of the car, kid, I don't want to be too rough with you." The old driver raised his pistol at Danny, and like an old elder, he said gently, "Life or death, I will give you the right to choose...... Don't worry, kid. Let's face it together. ”