Chapter Eighty-Six: The Assassination of Paul

Royal Opera House

Meghan stood in line at the entrance of the opera house in a black gown, holding the invitation she had just gotten from a certain gentleman.

The gimmick of the best cabaret troupe in the UK has brought opera lovers from all over London to the opera house, filling the otherwise sparse street with people who come to see the show.

The doorman took the invitation letter handed by Meghan, opened it and looked at it carefully, then handed the invitation back to Meghan and saluted him: "Welcome to the Royal Opera House, Mr. Gary." ”

Meghan took the invitation, nodded to the doorman, and walked into the opera house.

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"I love him, but I'm getting better and better. In this life, I was just deceiving myself. Without me, his world would still be the same. It was full of happiness that I had never experienced before. I love him, but it's just wishful thinking. ”

Meghan handed her top hat to the waiter at the opera house, looked at the song and dance troupe that had begun to play on the stage, he took out a penny from his arms and handed it to the waiter for consumption, and then walked quickly to his seat.

The waiter pinched the pennies in his hand and pouted at Megan, who walked away, as if disgusted with the guest's stinginess.

Megan sat down in her seat and opened her eagle eye to find her target, he had already seen Paul's picture at the Nightingale Hotel and knew what he looked like.

"Ha, so you're here!" Meghan looked at the VIP room on the second floor not far away.

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"Hey, sir, please get out of here, only the staff can enter!" On a long corridor, the staff stood at the door to stop Megan, who was really trying to sneak in.

Megan covered her stomach and said to the staff in front of her: "Sorry, I'm just looking for a toilet, I have to say, this place is too big." ”

The staff pointed to the distance with an expressionless face: "Toilet, please go in that direction." ”

Megan shrugged helplessly and walked in the direction pointed by the staff.

The staff watched Megan leave, then turned around and tried to walk through the door, but he didn't notice a white-gloved hand sticking out of his back.

Megan covered the staff's mouth with her right hand, strangled him with her left arm, and did not let go until the staff was stunned, dragged him to the bench next to him, and then stuffed him under the bench.

Megan clapped her hands, and then walked into the door that had been blocked by the staff before.

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"Squeak~"

Meghan opened the door gently, and Paul, who was alone in the room, was watching the opera intently, and did not hear the door open, and he did not even notice that Meghan was already sitting on the chair behind him.

It wasn't until Megan deliberately thickened his breathing that he realized that he didn't know when, there was already a person sitting behind him.

"I guess if you can sneak into the VIP room of the Royal Opera House, which is full of guards, and let me guess, are you a member of the opera house? ”

Meghan leaned back in her chair and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm not a member of the opera house, and I didn't come in quietly, at least...... I knocked out a staff member, and I wanted it wouldn't be long before the opera house would find out about him and start martial law, so we didn't have much time to talk, and if you weren't going to cooperate with me, I'd just have to kill you. ”

Paul sat stiffly in his chair, but forced a smile on his face: "Hehe, if I cooperate with you, you won't hurt me?"

Megan leaned forward: "If you don't cooperate with me, you will die now, as for whether I will hurt you after you cooperate with me...... If you can tell me something useful, I don't think I mind letting you go, after all, I don't have a grudge against you. ”

Sweat oozing from Paul's forehead slowly ran down his cheeks and down his chin: "How should I trust you?"

A chuckle came out of Meghan's mouth: "Hehe, if you don't cooperate, you'll die, if you cooperate, you will have at least half a chance of survival, right, maybe you should bet on whether I will keep my promise." ”

Paul's hand squeezed the chair backrest: "Well, tell me what you want to know, and I'll tell you all about it, if I know!"

Megan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, first of all, I need to know how the Hungry Wolf Party is involved with werewolves, don't pretend to be stupid, if there is no exact source, I won't be sitting here today!"

Paul couldn't help but turn his head, and he sighed helplessly: "The Hungry Wolves have nothing to do with werewolves, they are borrowed from other people. ”

Megan frowned: "Who is that?"

Paul shook his head: "I don't know, he doesn't show up every time I go to see him, I think the only person who knows his true identity is Berroco, who first came into contact with him, and then let me contact him." ”

Megan nodded: "Very good, so who is Bello?"

"Bero is the leader of the Hungry Wolves. ”

Megan's face was not very good-looking: "So where do you see him every time?"

"I didn't know that I was blindfolded with a black cloth every time I went to see him. ”

Meghan shook her head helplessly, and spread her hands on the back of Paul's chair: "Mr. Paul, the news you told me is not enough for you to redeem your own life, I'm sorry......"

"Wait a minute! Maybe I have one more message for you to let me go!"

Megan raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you can tell me, if this news is useful, you will survive tonight." ”

Paul swallowed: "At the end of every month, Bero will go to see him, in the third laneway of the pedestrian street in Upper London, someone will come to pick him up, this is what I overheard one time, I think this news is enough for me to redeem my life!"

Megan smiled with satisfaction: "It is indeed a useful piece of news, I think you can survive tonight!"

Paul let out a long breath and relaxed.

"Poof!"

Paul's eyes widened as he looked at the sharp blade radiating from his chest, and he stiffened his head to the back: "You...... You ...... from the beginning I didn't plan to let it go...... Leave me alone, right?"

Megan flicked back her Hidden Blade and stood up: "You're right, I didn't intend to let you go from the beginning, rest in peace, may you have peace in death......"

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"Something happened!!Someone died in the VIP room! Martial law immediately!"

Meghan turned to look at the Royal Opera House in chaos behind her, and he boarded a horse parked on the side of the road: "To the White Queen, thank you." ”

"Yes sir, please sit tight. ”