London Chapter 1, London

A maid walked over to a pool, "Miss, someone brought it to you." She poked her head out of the water, swam to the escalator, and followed the handrail to the shore. She came to a chaise longue and sat down on a chaise longue with a magazine in her hand and read it. "Bring me people." The maid nodded, "Okay, I'll bring him here." ”

In the distance came two big men, with a man in the middle, and the maid walked in front. "Miss, someone has already brought it." She waved her hand and told the maid to step back, then put her hand under his forehead and lifted his face up to herself, "Do you know what the consequences of betrayal are?" The man chuckled contemptuously

"I've given them the location of the institute, they will find it there soon, there is still data on the computer in the institute that has not been deleted, if you don't send someone to destroy the data, it is estimated that the core information in it will be obtained by them." She took her hand off his cheek and pulled out a fruit knife from the side

"Farewell." The man fell to the ground, his blood running out in an instant, and he was not breathing in a moment. A strong man walked over, "Sister Hong, that research institute is in London." She wiped the fruit knife and continued, "Looks like we have to go to London, before they do." "In a villa, a woman came out of the bathroom.

She took off her bath towel, revealing the sexy purple lace bra inside, and the fullness of her chest seemed to break free from the shackles of her underwear, with a pair of long white legs. With an apple in her left hand, she went to a computer and sat down. She turned on the computer unhurriedly and nibbled on an apple, "Looks like I'm going to London." ”

She picked up the dart and threw it at the target that hung in front of the door, hitting the heart in the middle with a single blow, and the wall next to it was covered with many photographs, and she looked at one of them, a woman in a red and black coat with burgundy hair, and a smile on her face.

She took the photo and kissed it with her pink lips, "You should be going to London too, I'll be waiting for you in London." ”

After Qin Kai packed up his salute, he pulled his suitcase and walked out of the house. He could have continued to be his private investigator and not track down the organization, but he was determined to fight the organization to the end, the one called the Eyes of Death. He looked at his mansion, which had been left to him by his parents.

He asked himself repeatedly, was he really ready? Once approached, it is dangerous. He subconsciously clenched his fists. Tang Wan's call came from afar, "Hey! Qin Kai! Are you alright? We're about to go. Qin Kai turned his head, "I'll come over right away!" A call made Qin Kai look back, "Xiao Kai, our journey has ended here, and it's up to you next." ”

"Dad, Mom, I'll do what you haven't been able to do," they nodded in satisfaction and vanished. Qin Kai walked forward without hesitation. As the sun sets, their figures shine brightly in the sun.

On August 1, 2019, Qin Kai and the others took a plane to London, and after an afternoon flight, the two of them came to London. London, an ancient city, has a long history behind every food. Qin Kai and the others left the London airport and headed towards the city center.

"Qin Kai, London is the hometown of Sherlock Holmes! This is where the story of Sherlock Holmes and Watson plays out! ”

"It was east London, and 221B Baker Street was their address. By the way, Tang Wan, which hotel do we stay in? Qin Kai opened the Meituan app and began to search for a hotel: "How is this hotel?" It is located next to the River Tayors and in the heart of London. Tang Wan took Qin Kai's mobile phone and looked at the hotel profile and rating, and most of them were praised.

Qin Kai chose this because his parents had stayed in this hotel when they were involved in that secret project in London, and maybe they could find some clues in it. He also learned that there was a VIP room where almost no one would clean it, and that his parents happened to live in it. Tang Wan returned the phone to Qin Kai, "Okay, I guess it's getting dark, let's take a taxi." ”

Qin Kai and Tang Wan called a taxi and drove towards the hotel. The name of the hotel was Great Britain. The car drove down London Street, passing Buckingham Palace, an ancient palace with a royal guard standing in front of its doors. At this time, they are rehearsing. The British Museum is one of the four largest museums in the world, with a rich and diverse collection of artefacts from around the world.

After passing three traffic light intersections, the car stopped in front of a hotel. "Here it is, here it is." He looked behind him, and Big Ben was across the street from the hotel. "The night in London is coming."

As night falls, seemingly quiet London is actually hiding a murderous motive. In East London, a woman walks down the street, she is very sexy and seductive, a black jacket and a pair of blue jeans, full breasts and her sexy buttocks, enough to charm thousands of men. At this time, she was carrying a bag in her hand, and she didn't notice that there was a person behind her.

He rushed to her and pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist, "Beauty, do you know who I am?" She was so frightened that her bag fell to the ground, "I don't know, I don't know who you are?" What do you want? ”

"It's a real disappointment that I don't even know my name."

"You, who the hell are you?" An evil smile hung over his lips

"Me! It's Jack the Ripper! A streak of blood spilled on the wall next to her, and she fell to the ground. The mysterious man in the cloak ran quickly into the distance, shouting excitedly as he ran, "London! Let me get pumped, Jack the Ripper is here again! You will eventually fall into a panic. ”

Qin Kai looked out the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and thought: The research institute that my parents said is somewhere in London, and the kind of medicine they developed in their mouths can really make people immortal? Failures are rapid aging? Sherlock Holmes once said:

Putting aside all the impossible, the remaining one, although unbelievable, is the truth.