"I remember you said you wanted to make something like Medusa."

L and Carlo walked in the silent streets, the communication between the two was natural and casual, L deliberately half a step behind Carlo, and now the relationship between him and Carlo was like that between an assistant to a doctor, a student to a teacher, and a curious admirer to a master with a modest attitude.

"Yes. Carlo smiled and replied, "For this reason, I also went to learn petrification magic, and made a pair of beautiful glass eyes for my Medusa, but unfortunately I thought about the problem too simply."

Carlo sighed helplessly: "I can't control too many heads yet, I experimented on six beautiful girls, drilled their skulls while they were alive, and then stuffed poisonous snakes into them, and then killed all the poisonous snakes and maidens at the same time, the process is a bit difficult, even if I use the life potion you provide to sustain it, only one girl persevered"

"It's a pity that after the resurrection, the first reaction of those entwined poisonous snakes was to bite off their heads, and then together they snatched the control of the body, as you can see"

Carlo looked in one direction, and L followed his gaze, only to see that in a dark corner, a graceful girl surrounded the hapless night walker, the girl's dancing black hair was a fierce poisonous snake, those poisonous snakes greedily gnawed at the pedestrian, gnawing his whole face into a bloody blur, just like the girl's own face.

In the process of eating, the girl's mouth did not move, and her body was stiff, not at all as smooth and natural as the rest of the creatures.

"So this is a failure, it can't cast petrification magic, it can only be called a zombie controlled by a poisonous snake, and it needs further experimentation."

Carlo's expression was a little regretful.

He soon walked past the "Medusa" again, followed by L, and the vast London seemed to have become Carlo's art gallery, and he was enthusiastically introducing each of his works to L, who came to admire him.

The two chatted as they strolled.

"What have you been up to lately?" asked Carlo casually.

L thought for a while and replied: "I'm thinking about the development of the creation body, the current creations you make are all made from ordinary human bodies, and there are still big breakthroughs, such as Lucio, who has strengthened the T-virus in the Demon Team, his body has the potential to infinitely devour, reproduce and grow, and combined with the flesh armor of Rogandau, we can try to make bigger toys"

"For example?" Carlo was intrigued.

L replied with fiery eyes: "For example, the legendary Thousand-Eyed Giant, Thousand-Handed Giant, Cyclops, and even, Titan"

"Wow Couple" Carlo whistled happily and looked at L with an appreciative look on his face and said: "Your idea is very good, L, I like your imagination and creativity to continue your research, and I am looking forward to seeing the scene of the giant running wild in the city of London"

L nodded, thought about it and said, "Lin Feng's demon body can also be used."

L cautiously glanced at Carlo and found that he was not touched by the "demon", so he said with confidence: "Dracula has given birth to a lot of heirs, maybe I can use Lin Feng to transform these naturally crippled vampire heirs into 'pseudo-demons', and then we will have an army that we don't have to fear even in the face of the human army of firearms."

"Yes. Carlo nodded approvingly, "Dracula's life crystals are all lost in the castle, you can go and get them back when you have time."

"Yes. L nodded respectfully.

"It's here. Carlo suddenly stopped, a big smile on his face, and he made a silent gesture towards L with a mysterious face, and whispered, "Don't speak, pay attention"

L held his breath and heard a melodious sound of a recorder in his ears, the sound was incomparably beautiful, with a demagogic magic, calling the listener to keep leaning forward.

L's footsteps moved unconsciously, following the sound, and finally, he saw the player.

In a bare birch tree, a strange bird was playing with its harp underneath with its paws.

The bird was the size of a goshawk, with long, sharp talons and obscure feathers, but it had a beautiful girl's head.

The beautiful sound of the piano came from under her, and it was not only L who was attracted by the sound of the piano, but also a young man with an obsessive look who had already walked to the bottom of the tree.

The young man was completely immersed in the sound of the harp and the beauty of the strange bird, and half-knelt on the ground as if to ask for love.

The strange bird's face was swept away by the tenderness of the young man's face, and the beautiful face became extremely hideous, and it quickly swept down the branch and pounced on the young man's body, and its sharp claws tore open his chest, pulling out the bloody entrails, and swallowing it in a big gulp.

"And that" Carlo's voice sounded, pulling L's mind out of his addiction, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, such a strange piano sound.

Carlo smiled and pointed to the quiet Thames shrouded in a light mist, on the surface of which a red-fruited girl was singing indulgently, and the song was equally beautiful.

There were fishermen attracted by the singing, and the beautiful body of the greedy girl leaned up, and then the girl pulled down the icy river, and blood gushed up, and from time to time a huge fishtail popped up.

"This is my most satisfying pair," Carlo said with a smug look on his face, "The banshee siren, with a human head and a bird body or a human fishtail, used the sound of a harp and song to confuse passers-by and fishing boats, and before they were created, I had no idea that I still had such excellent artistic genes hidden in my body."

L looked at Carlo, who was intoxicated by deep narcissism, and his feelings were complicated, and he had a deeper understanding of the strange demon in front of him.

Many times, L has the illusion that Carlo is very similar to himself, and that there is some kind of same quality in him, the quality of a modern reincarnation.

"Sir, I have to warn you," L said suddenly, "your sweet little bat Miss Acardo hasn't seen you in days, and she's been throwing tantrums lately and there are a lot of red and green eyes peeping outside the church."

"Oh, yes" Carlo nodded slightly, and suddenly said: "I know, I need to borrow something from her for a recent experiment, alas, I was so obsessed with research that I almost forgot about the little things in the Dark Council"

Just as Carlo sighed, a gunshot and a terrible scream broke the silence of the moment, and the two followed the voice, only to see the strange bird that was still eating just now fluttering its wings and flying, looking angrily at the two people not far away.

A tall, thin man was slowly retracting the smoking musket, thinking that the shot had just come from his hand.

There is something peculiar about this man, he has calm eyes, he is well-dressed, and he always has a wooden pipe in his mouth, which gives people a sense of rigor and precision.

"Sherlock, you missed it!"

Another man rushed out with a roar.

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