London in 1989 is very different from London in 2017, and the only constant is the tight pace of life.

Only 9-year-old McGoth walked alone on the busy street, today is he sneaked out again, after all, the summer vacation is boring enough to be bored at home every day, thinking of going to school with those little children every day in the past few years, I feel a chill in my body.

When I go back, I must discuss the matter with my father about the next level. ’

Looking at the bustling city in front of him, the hurried crowd and the gradually familiar environment, no one would have thought that 9-year-old McGoth has the way of thinking of a 29-year-old adult and the vision of people 27 years later.

Magos lived in a very wealthy family, his father Duke Weir, an earl and the boss behind several large groups, and his mother Edra Angel, who was also an aristocrat, had a social circle of the upper class.

McGoss's father, Earl Will, was a kind man, not as serious and unsmiling as the aristocrats on television, and his mother, Lady Angel, was cheerful and generous, and had not treated her son as a nine-year-old since the couple knew that he was unusually smart.

Because Mr. and Mrs. Will flaunted like normal parents after discovering their son's genius, all of them are now well-known in the upper class.

The current McGoth is the same as the one who achieved nothing in his previous life, he is the same as he has no pursuits (one is poor and has nothing to pursue, and the other is rich and has nothing to pursue), and the difference is that his lifestyle has changed dramatically.

Now he has almost no material pursuits, except for products decades later, as long as he wants, his father will buy him, of course, he really doesn't want much, you expect a person who is used to using a laptop to use that big desktop? And it's also a win1.0 system.,To be honest, he's never heard of this system in his last life.,The earliest he knows is win95......

Not to mention the mobile phone, his father bought him a mobile phone last year, and McGoth looked at the big guy who had a fight with the bricks, and decisively chose to give up.

As he strolled down the busy streets, he didn't have to worry about any danger, knowing that there were at least five bodyguards around him to protect him.

Ever since he was 6 years old, he threw away all his toys and started reading all kinds of books, and his parents noticed that their son seemed to be an amazing genius. Later, when other children flaunted their heads-sized phones, he showed disdain for these high-tech gadgets, much to his parents' greater amazement and pride in him.

"Look, this is the real aristocratic fan!" It was his father's favorite phrase to say.

"Such a perfect life is incredible, I don't know what I need at all, and now I finally know why those super rich second generations like to die one by one, even I feel a little like to do it." McGoth sighed shamelessly.

Walking around the streets, he had a relatively large bag full of pounds, which his mother had made for him when she saw him sneak out often. So now he buys what he sees fun, buys what he sees interesting, and in short, buys, buys, buys. It's not bad for money, it's comfortable, and after a while, McGoth has a bunch of bags in his hand, and he doesn't care, he just puts them on the side of the road and continues to wander around, and now the purchasing power of the pound is extremely high, one pound is equivalent to 80 pounds in 27 years, so although he bought a lot of things, he didn't spend much.

Not long after he left, a tall man walked up to a pile of bags, said a few words, and soon trotted in from behind, picked up a pile of bags on the ground and left.

I've been out for a while today, so let's go shopping and buy a few more books and go back." McGoth thought to himself as he looked at the big bookstore in front of him.

Walking into this large bookstore, McGoth browsed casually, picked up a few books that he found interesting, and came out.

"How can there be a bar in this place? It's really small. McGoss, who had just come out of the bookstore, looked at the small bar next to the bookstore and thought strangely, it stands to reason that there is usually no such noisy thing as a bar next to the bookstore, and this bar looks really small, like a slightly larger alley, and then make a door. Beyond the bar is a store selling records.

McGoth looked at the bar in front of him and hesitated, he had never entered the bar in his previous life or in this life, he was very curious about everything inside, thought about it, and the corners of his mouth raised.

Then let's go in and have a look. ’

A new sensation pervaded his body, and it was hard for him to feel this way anymore, but he loved it. Although this bar looks dirty and messy, it may be a mess inside, but who cares, there are so many bodyguards around him anyway, he still has to be afraid of those little ruffians.

Walking to the door of the bar with a sense of curiosity, he did not know if it was his own delusion, but he always felt as if the people on the street were ignoring the bar, and although people kept coming in and out of the bookstore and the record store, they did not even glance at the bar, let alone enter it.

Maybe you can't even look at it or you're too busy, it's normal. What is this bar called, broken... Kettle... Bar, what's the strange name, but why does it feel familiar? While thinking about the familiarity that suddenly appeared in his heart, he pushed open the door of the bar with a little excitement.

Unbeknownst to McGoth, the moment he pushed open the door, he disappeared from the eyes of the bodyguards behind him.

"Oh, hell, what about the young master?" The tall man who had been hanging behind Magos looked at Magos who suddenly disappeared and was stunned, and then quickly ran to the place where Magos disappeared, and the speed was not unfast.

"Everyone obeys, everyone obeys, immediately block the surrounding roads, open my eyes wide to see if there are any suspicious people around, the young master is missing!" The tall man roared loudly as soon as he reached his position, and at the same time his sharp eyes were fixed on his surroundings, hoping to find any clues about Magos, but unfortunately he found nothing, and strangely enough, he did not seem to see the nearby bar.

After his voice fell, dozens of figures suddenly appeared around him and ran around, McGoth misestimated how much his parents valued him, after all, he was only nine years old now, and the bodyguards around him were not about five as he estimated, but a full 20 people.

These bodyguards were obviously elite veterans, and in a short split second, they controlled several street corners centered on McGoss's disappearance.

The crowd on the street was alarmed by the sudden appearance of the strangers, but hurried away when they realized that nothing had been done to them.

"No suspicious person found in One, over"

"No suspicious person found in Two, over"

"Number Three ........."

………

"No suspicious figures found on the Twenty, over"

No suspicious characters were found until the twentieth, and no trace of McGoth was found.

The tall man listened to the answer in the headset, his heart gradually became cold, in fact, he didn't think they would find any clues, because he clearly knew how Magos disappeared, just under his nose suddenly disappeared, he could swear to God that he absolutely did not blink at that time, a big living person disappeared like this, just for a moment, he couldn't believe that anyone would have such ability, before this he had always thought that no one could hurt Magos under his nose, but the reality was unacceptable, He believed that no one would believe his words even if he said it.

The tall man settled down, took out a big brick, pressed a number, and after two rings, it was passed.

"Hey, Sauron, what's the matter?" A man's voice rang out.

"Boss, the young master is missing." Sauron whispered.

The other side was silent for a while,

"When?"

Although the voice didn't sound the same, Sauron knew that his boss was in a state of extreme anger.

"Just now, the young master suddenly disappeared, and we urgently checked a few street corners but didn't find any trace of the young master."

There was silence again.

"You mean, suddenly disappearing? What does this mean, not being kidnapped? ”

"No, boss, it's just suddenly gone, right under my nose."

"Wait, keep an eye on me, I'll be there in a minute." After saying that, the phone hung up.

Sauron knows how much the boss likes McGoth, and now that McGoth has suddenly disappeared, God knows what the boss will do.

In a castle in London, Earl Will put down the large mobile phone in his hand, his hands trembling a little, and his eyes were selective, but he soon calmed down and returned to the peaceful appearance he had just had.

"Edla, I'll go out for a while."

"Okay, dear. I think McGoth should be back soon, too. ”

Listening to his wife's words, Count Will involuntarily pinched his cane hard.

"Yes, I think I might run into him again. Isn't it. Count Will said with a smile.

Lady Angel put Count Will in the car, and when the car left the castle, Count Will's face was gloomy and terrible.

"Quick, hurry up, I will be there in ten minutes."

"Okay, boss." The car accelerated in vain.

Now let's go back to when McGoth pushed open the bar door. He wouldn't have thought of what had happened in such a split second, in fact he had been in a rather agitated state all the time.

As soon as McGoth entered, he found that it was dark inside, and then there was a commotion, but before he could see everything in front of him. Then, the next second, there was silence in the bar, and even a pin could be heard dropping.

"Uh, hello..."The sudden silence and the feeling that everyone was staring at him made McGoth feel very nervous, and subconsciously greeted.

His eyes grew familiar with the current brightness, and he was surprised to see that the people here looked so young. Before he could let out a sigh that the old man was also crazy, he found that someone came over and said.

"Oh, what did I see, a little wizard in Muggle clothes."