Sitting in James's small broken car, looking at the crowd coming and going outside the car window, my heart is still extremely chaotic, why did my Nima come back to Earth in a good way? Grace, James, how did they get back? Is everything I remember just a dream? Nanyima's is too.

James wandered around the streets of London and finally came to a dark alley, a similar alley I have only seen in European and American gangster movies, and if nothing else, there must be a stupid guy with a bare arm and a tattoo in front of a closed door somewhere.

After parking the car, James pulled the car door to see if it was locked, and I laughed and teased him: "What do you have to worry about this little broken car?" You can't sell scrap iron for a lot of money, right? ”

James said: "You can't say that, no matter how broken this car is, it is still a normal car, and there are all kinds of people on this street, basically all of them are three religions and nine streams, and this is the darkest place in the whole of London." ”

I asked him curiously, "Then how do you know the people here?" You wouldn't be a gangster too, would you? ”

James shook his head, "How could I be a gang member?" Do you think the gangs in the London neighborhood are so easy to get into? The reason why I know a small boss here is because the leader lived next door to my house when he was a child, and we grew up together and had a very good relationship, but then his father died in an accident, and he and his mother were forced to engage in some illegal activities due to the pressure of life. ”

"There are times when the people of London can't open the pot? How did I hear that your benefits are very high? ”

"There are rich and poor everywhere, this is true in London, this is true in Paris, and even more so in New York, no matter how developed a city is, there must be darkness under the glamour. As for the so-called social welfare guarantee, do you think there is no crime in places with high welfare? No, the human heart is inherently evil, so we need to constantly atone for our sins to God from the moment we are born. ”

James and I chatted and walked away, and sure enough, we came to a closed gate, and there was a tattooed man with a big beard in the doorway. The tattooed man nodded when he saw James, but when he saw me, his brows tightened, he stood up, and his huge body pressed towards me like a mountain, "Who are you?" Isn't it the police! ”

I took two steps back, smiled and said, "What are you kidding?" How could I be a police officer? The one I hate the most in my life is the police. ”

James also helped me by saying, "He's not a cop, he's a friend of mine, and we have something very important to ask Leonard for help with." ”

The tattooed man looked at James and then at me, hesitated for a few seconds and then opened the entrance door, but the moment we entered, the tattooed man suddenly said to me with a warning tone, "You'd better not be a police officer, or I'll tear you apart." I didn't know how to answer the tattooed man, but I nodded with a hippie smile and followed James in, and at the same time silently sympathized with the London policemen in my heart.

Walk into the wide door, there is a hole in it, it turns out that behind the gate is a bar, but because it's still early, so there are no guests in the bar, only some neatly placed tables, chairs, benches, bottles and cans, probably because this is a bar, so I feel very dark and depressing in it, although all the lights are turned on, but it still makes people not very comfortable, thinking that at night, these gloom will become bizarre, men and women, young and old, will indulge in all kinds of noisy music, I couldn't help but shake my head, not understanding what was so appealing about this kind of place.

Just as I was thinking about it, a young man about the same age as James came over, and when he saw me looking at the environment in the bar, he shook his head and asked me a little unhappily, "What?" Do you think I'm not good at this place? ”

I glanced at the young man, and didn't speak for a long time, James gently poked me on the side, "This is my good friend and the person in charge of this bar, you can say hello." ”

"You're not going to call Leonard, are you?" At James's reminder, I held out my hand and asked uncertainly.

Leonard looked at me and then at James, "How do you know my name?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Well, I don't know, maybe it's intuitive, I thought of the name Leonard as soon as I saw you." Maybe it's handsome, young and promising people who are easy to call Leonard. ”

For my unskilled touting, Leonard seemed unimpressed, casually pulled a stool and sat down, and then ordered his subordinates to mix a few glasses of wine for us, he was not alarmed, but my heart was surging, the appearance of Grace and James has made my second monk puzzled, and the appearance of Leonard is even more incomprehensible to me, what is wrong? Why did all the people I met and know appear on Earth one by one on Landis? Is it true that they have never been to Landis at all, and there is no so-called memory transformation plan at all, and everything is just a spring and autumn dream of mine, or have they indeed been to Landis, but now they have been repatriated one by one and lived their previous lives again?

Either way, I couldn't believe it, but even if I couldn't believe it, I couldn't explain what I was seeing, and I said to Leonard, "I'm separated from my fiancée, her name is Zhou An'an, a young and beautiful lady with an oriental face, can you help me inquire about her?" ”

Leonard didn't answer my question directly, but picked up the wine glass on the table and gestured to me, and then drank it all, and looked at me with an empty wine glass after drinking, although I didn't want to drink at this time, but if Leonard didn't drink like this, I guess not to mention asking him to help find An'an, I would be carried out myself, so I had to drink it all hard, to tell the truth, this kind of foreign wine is really bad for Nyima, and the wine went down to my stomach, and I almost didn't vomit when I was stimulated.

But after all, it's in someone's bar, so I can't show that the alcohol is bad even if it's Nima, and I have to pretend that I'm not satisfied after drinking.

Leonard seemed pleased with my performance, and while he called for another drink, he said to me: "Since you are a friend of James, and you are also a friend of mine, I will send someone to inquire about your fiancée, but I can only promise that if your fiancée shows up on my territory, my people will find her, but if she is not on my territory, it is not easy to say." ”

"Of course, I know you have your rules, thank you!" After saying that, I picked up another glass and drank it down.

Not long after coming out of Leonard's bar, the momentum of the foreign wine came up, and James didn't drive far, so I quickly asked him to stop on the side of the road, and then vomited on the trash can, and this burst of vomiting made me feel like my internal organs were about to be vomited.

James took a bottle of water from the car and handed it to me, laughing and saying, "How much wine did you drink to vomit like this?" How did I hear that you Orientals are quite drinkable? ”

I rinsed my mouth with water and said, "It's not that I can't drink it, but your wine here is so unpleasant, and if it is here, alas, yes!" Where is London's Chinatown? My fiancée might be where to go for help. ”