A blood moon slowly appeared in the night sky of London. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xia Ye gently pressed Ye Fang's ear and said, "Young Master, we have arrived in the West End of London. ”

Ye Fang opened his eyes, and looked at Xia Ye with a pair of dark red eyes smiling, "Xia Ye, have you ever been here?"

Xia Ye looked at the Gothic church in the distance and said calmly, "London's famous Westminster Abbey, located in the West End of London, adjacent to the Houses of Parliament and Downing Street, was built in 960, is the place where successive British kings were crowned and enthroned, held wedding celebrations, and is also the location of the royal mausoleum. In addition to Princess Diana, Newton, Darwin, Churchill, etc. are buried here. ”

Ye Fang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, you're right. Ye Fang continued, "The central London area is divided into several districts, one of which is called Westminster, and 221B Baker Street is located in the Westminster area, so I prefer Westminster Abbey to be called Westminster Abbey. ”

"Is that Mr. Detective you like?" Xia Ye let go of Ye Fang with both hands at this time, and Ye Fang's body fell from the air, like a sycamore leaf floating in the wind, and Ye Fang's hair was blown by the night wind.

"Xia Ye, go to bed early, it's best to drink a glass of hot milk before going to bed. Ye Fang clenched the village rain in his hand and said to Xia Ye.

Xia Ye said with a smile, "Yes, young master, come back early." ”

The moment Ye Fang landed, he stretched out his right hand, touched the scabbard to the ground first, buffered the pressure, and then lightly touched the ground with his toes, stood up, and looked at all kinds of people downstairs.

"The demon who hid in Westminster Abbey and killed Chinese students in a row, and made a video to provoke the British Royal Police. ”

Ye Fang chuckled, with a hint of ridicule in his words.

Bouquets of fireworks flew into the air, petals blooming wantonly in the air, sun-like tulips, purple lavender, cyan eight immortals, and blood-colored red rose-like fireworks petals like starlight constantly falling from the sky above Westminster Abbey.

"It's pretty beautiful, it should have been called Xia Ye. Ye Fang looked at the fireworks of various colors and admired, and the pedestrians on the road also took out their mobile phones and cameras to take pictures.

Ye Fang glanced at the people in front of the church and said with a smile, "It's a bit troublesome to have too many people, but we have to solve it as soon as possible." ”

Ye Fang walked down, pulled out the village rain in his hand, the snow-white knife face was refracted by the moonlight, with a pale halo, and the dark red eyes with a little demonic temperament flashed with a dark red six-pointed star enchantment, and black flames appeared on half of his face, constantly burning, covering Ye Fang's face.

"Ah, monsters. A blonde lady let out a scream, which exploded like a thunderbolt in the crowd, and all the people, surprised and frightened, ran in a panic, and there was chaos in front of Westminster Abbey, including men in top hats and gentlemen in suits, and young girls with their hair coiled up in court dresses.

Ye Fang said softly, "The so-called upper-class people show exactly the same expression as civilians when they are surprised, where is the qualification to despise civilians." ”

Ye Fang quickly walked in front of a middle-aged woman who was running out in a panic, and said softly, "Buried." ”

Ye Fang held Mura Yu with both hands at this moment, waved it at the middle-aged woman, and slashed horizontally, a knife light flashed, and a trace of blood stained on the knife body, and then the rain on the knife body washed away the bloodstains.

Ye Fang took Mura Yu back from the scabbard and said expressionlessly, "The undead who died under my knife hope that you can all get a new life of your soul, this is the formal dress I prepared for your funeral." Then the six-pointed star in Ye Fang's eyes disappeared.

The middle-aged woman was slashed in the chest by Mura Yu, a wound was opened, and a cloud of black gas appeared in the wound, and then the middle-aged woman fell down, with an incredible look in her eyes, and the camera in her hand fell to the ground.

"Mom, today the University of Greenwich held an interesting academic exchange, there are many well-known university professors, there is the very interesting Professor Isaac I mentioned to you before, I learned a lot of things, let me enjoy it very much, in the evening with the girl you like very much, Xia Ye went on a date on the Thames, the wind blowing on the lakeside is very warm, today's summer leaves are also very beautiful, but unfortunately the phone is out of battery, if you go again next time, I will send you a photo, the time is almost ten o'clock here, good night, Mom." ”

With a tick, Ye Fang's recording was transmitted with thousands of thoughts through the long line between Britain and China, and then Ye Fang threw his phone on the bed.

"Young Master, how did you find out about the Mourner? Xia Ye asked with a smile.

"Eyes and lenses. Ye Fang said with a smile.

Xia Ye said lightly, "So that's the case, there were fireworks in the sky at that time, and everyone who took out their mobile phones or cameras swept their eyes on the fireworks and pointed their cameras at the fireworks in the sky, but the middle-aged woman who provoked the British royal police officer still pointed the camera at the Chinese students in front of Westminster Abbey at that time." ”

"You're the smartest of the bunch, and it seems you already knew who it was in the first place. Ye Fang stared into Xia Ye's eyes.

Xia Ye smiled slightly and did not deny it.

Ye Fang swept Xia Ye, who was wearing light white pajamas at this time. The beautiful face, slender body, and snow-like skin are even more beautiful under the illumination of the summer leaves.

Ye Fang's dark red eyes couldn't help but be a little distracted.

Xia Ye looked at Ye Fang's eyes and smiled slightly, and gently hugged Ye Fang, Ye Fang felt the body temperature of Xia Ye's body infected on the pajamas, and his body was a little hot, "Xia Ye ......"

Xia Ye put a finger on Ye Fang's mouth, signaling Ye Fang not to speak, and then kissed Ye Fang lightly on his forehead, and the angel in Ye Fang's heart kissed him again.

There are three people in a person's life that will never be forgotten, one is the literary girl who sat on the grass of the school and watched Shakespeare quietly in junior high school, the other is the sword sister who asked him if he wanted to leave here when he was panicked in the sea of people when he was independent, and the other is the angel in front of him who kissed him for the first time on the verge of death and gave him hope.

"Good night, young master. Xia Ye asked softly.

Ye Fang suppressed the scorching fire in his heart and said gently, "Good night, remember that luxurious dinner tomorrow." ”

Xia Ye nodded, "As the young master's head maid, I will complete this matter perfectly and chicly." Then Xia Ye walked out of Ye Fang's room.

Ye Fang stared at Xia Ye's back, his dark red eyes turned black, and turned off the light, "Maybe she thinks more than me." ”