After Chen Fan said that Wei Yanwu was related to the mysterious serial killer who appeared in the Holy Roman capital eight years ago, the room suddenly fell silent, and even the huskies stopped calling happily, closed their mouths and climbed down a little nervously.

As the center of the incident, Wei Yanwu silently took out a cigarette case and took out one, lit it and took a deep breath: "Xiao Chen, where did you know about this matter?" ”

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and then took out two paper materials from his arms and threw them to Wu Xiu and Wei Yanwu respectively: "The woman who wrapped me up is actually a black rose, and the real purpose is to disguise me after peeling it, so she will directly name me." But after all, it's a reconnaissance-type first-level floating spirit, and even if it's been famous for a long time, it's easy to overturn. ”

Flipping through a large stack of information papers, Wei Yanwu helplessly spit out a smoke ring, and then slowly spoke: "I didn't expect that Black Rose is so good at digging up other people's pasts, and Xiao Chen, you are even more outrageous, you actually captured the murderous spies who were wandering back and forth in various countries in disguised identity...... What about the man? It can't have already been sent to the Authority, right? ”

Shaking his head regretfully, Chen Fan said that this was not the case: "No, I originally wanted to ask for information in two more days, but unfortunately when I went back today, I found that Black Rose had been killed and destroyed, so I came to ask Uncle Wei directly." ”

Sensing that Chen Fan's regret was true feelings, Wei Yanwu unconsciously squinted his eyes, and was silent for a moment before continuing to speak: "Since that's the case, why don't you just ask Xiao Jiu?" It's not like even the Authority doesn't trust me because I'm connected to Jack the Ripper, right? Xiao Chen, aren't you worried that this is a trick to sow discord behind the scenes? ”

Chen Fan rolled his eyes directly at this: "Pull it down, Uncle Wei, since I didn't hand over the black rose to the bureau in the first place, then you still ask me why I didn't go to ask Little Ninth Sister for advice?" It's a little boring. ”

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent again, Wei Yanwu and Chen Fan stared wide-eyed, and no one had the intention of continuing to speak.

And at this moment, Wu Xiu finally finished reading the information that Chen Fan threw to him, and looked at Wei Yanwu in astonishment after I went, with an expression of "I don't believe this is actually true": "Uncle Wei, it says that you are young and promising, and you went to the Vienna Theater in Holy Rome to perform violin in your twenties, are these true?" Then how can you, a world-class virtuoso violinist, not continue to develop in Vienna, the capital of music, but go to work in the administration of Los Angeles, a small second-tier city??? ”

Wu Xiu's exclamation not only made the gradually tense silence in the room dissipate instantly, but even the huskies, who had finally quieted down, began to bark continuously.

Angrily throwing a dog chew toy at the husky to make it quieter, Chen Fan immediately glared at Wu Xiu, and looked at Wei Yanwu again, but he couldn't muster the momentum just now, so he had to sigh and plan to stop there.

However, after looking at Wu Xiu helplessly and crying, Wei Yanwu suddenly spoke by himself: "Xiao Wu, haven't you seen my spirit contract yet?" It's just a violin. ”

As he spoke, Wei Yanwu put his hands in a posture of playing the violin, and a pair of antique illusory violins appeared in his hands in the next second, and after being easily and skillfully caught by Wei Yanwu, he gently pulled the strings.

The melodious music sounded, so that the puzzled Wu Xiu and the husky biting the toy were immediately born, immersed in this beautiful music, and even Wu Xiu stretched out his arm to swing along with the rhythm.

As for Chen Fan, he sat quietly on the bed, looking at Wu Xiu and Huskies who were dancing, and the emotions in his eyes slowly eased.

At the end of the song, Wei Yanwu chuckled and put away his spiritual deed, and enjoyed Wu Xiu and the husky with Chen Fan continued to immerse themselves in the music and writhe, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

The first thing Wu Xiu did after he woke up was to applaud, and the husky also followed suit, standing up and learning Wu Xiu to sway his front paws from side to side, so that Wei Yanwu and Chen Fan could see how something was wrong.

Fortunately, Wu Xiu didn't clap his hands for too long, and after a while, he reacted: "No, it stands to reason that the spirit contract is the embodiment of the negative memories in a floating spirit's heart, but Uncle Wei, aren't you a world-class violinist?" So why is the spirit pact a violin? ”

When Wei Yanwu heard this, he first glanced at Chen Fan, and after signaling him to learn a little with his eyes, he slowly spoke: "Xiao Wu, are you curious?" Then I can tell you, but this story will be longer, but fortunately, we don't need to clock during the day tomorrow, so let's tell you two a good story. ”

As he spoke, Wei Yanwu crossed his legs and showed a nostalgic look:

"It was a winter more than a decade ago......"

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Fifteen years ago, in the middle of a winter night.

In a private orphanage in Frederick, the capital of Holy Rome, several Caucasian children who looked no more than twelve years old were sleeping quietly on their beds, and the old lady who was on the night patrol checked their situation at the door, nodded reassuringly, and turned to walk towards her lounge.

As the dim candle flame faded away, and after completely disappearing at the end of the corridor, several children who had been asleep got up from their beds one after another, each took out a small round stone from a hidden place, and began to emit a faint blue fluorescence after injecting subtle spiritual power into it.

After climbing out of bed and getting together, the children looked at the big child who took the lead: "What to do Andre?" Today, the exchange students from the Central Plains will stay with us, although they will not be able to meet until tomorrow morning, but in this way, will the opportunity to be adopted be divided some? After all, we are exchanging here and in the Central Plains for the sake of freshness, and I heard that the potential of the children in the Central Plains is even higher. ”

The little blonde boy, who was regarded as the little head of the group, frowned unhappily when he heard this, and said viciously, "It's okay! Isn't it the Central Plains that flaunts its might just because it has two heroic spirits? Everyone is curious about their race because of this, so let's take advantage of tonight's first arrival to teach these people a good lesson, so that they can realize that we are the boss here, right? ”

Hearing Andre's words, the Caucasian children immediately happily agreed with him, and then sneaked out of the room one by one, sneaking all the way along the wall, and finally came to the room where the Central Plains exchange orphans were located.

Sending children to investigate, Andre reached for the doorknob after confirming that there was no old lady to stir up the situation, sneaked into the room first, and closed the door after the friends behind him rushed in, and locked the door lock.

After doing all this, Andre just turned around and wanted to show his most ferocious side to the newly arrived orphans in the Central Plains, but he was surprised to find that the group of black-haired children were huddled in the innermost corner of the room, shivering and looking at the direction where his group of people were.

Somewhat surprised that the newcomer was too quick to admit it, Andre shook his head to dispel the sense of disparity and took a proud step forward, opening his mouth slightly to establish his authority in the future: "Yo-"

At this moment, the thin figure fell sharply from the beam, and an elbow hit Andre on the back of the head, causing him to fall to the ground without a word, and his body twitched slightly a few times before he stopped moving.

Frightened by this sudden change, the children who followed Andre just wanted to cry, but they were suffocated by a vicious glare from the thin boy who knocked Andre down.

Frightened the white children into a silent voice, the thin figure slowly stood up from Andre's body, and walked up to the group of frightened and paralyzed aborigines to look down on them condescendingly.

After a while, the thin figure suddenly grinned and asked in stumbling Anglo-Saxon language: "Who do you know about the way out?" ”

Hearing this, the white children, you look at me, I look at you, and finally focused on a little girl who was desperately shrinking back: "Yes...... It's Lisa, she's the most physically agile we've ever had, so she knows a lot of routes to avoid the adults. ”

Nodding with satisfaction, the thin figure immediately stepped forward and grabbed Lisa's arm, and when she subconsciously wanted to scream, she grabbed her delicate jaw, and viciously leaned up to the pit and said, "Quiet! You, take me, go out, otherwise, you won't die, you know? ”

Seeing Lisa nodding desperately while crying, the thin figure let go of her chin, and when she coughed softly, she pulled her tiny wrist and came to the door, poked out half of her head to look left and right, and after confirming that there was no grandmother passing by, she led Lisa out: "You, lead the way, go out!" ”

After threatening Lisa fiercely, the thin figure seemed to remember something, and stretched his head back into the room to threaten the white children: "Lisa, before you come back, be quiet, don't move, understand?" ”

Satisfied to see the little children nodding and covering their mouths, the thin figure exited the room, closed the door and pointed impatiently at Lisa with the glass glass fragment in his hand, and motioned for her to lead the way.

In this way, the thin figure came to a window for ventilation on the first floor under the guidance of Lisa, compared his height, shook the glass shards in his hand, signaled Lisa, who was half a head taller than himself, to come over, and stepped on her shoulder and climbed out of the window.

On that cold winter night, the skinny boy who did not have the name Wei Yanwu at this time managed to escape from the orphanage, and while feeling the joy of freedom, he ran and disappeared into the streets and alleys of Frederick City.

Before leaving, the thin figure did not forget to snatch Lisa's coat to prevent herself from freezing to death on the street after leaving the orphanage with the fire warming up.

Speaking of this, Wu Xiu and the huskies were so fascinated that they didn't dare to come out, while Chen Fan finally couldn't help but raise his right hand: "That...... Even though you are immersed in it, I still want to ask two questions.

First of all, Uncle Wei, have you checked what happened to that kid named Andre after you knocked him down? Is it still unclear whether it is dead or alive?

Second, why would you think about escaping after being sent to Holy Rome, instead of seizing the opportunity to run away before you were sent away from the familiar Central Plains? ”

Glaring at Chen Fan quite helplessly, Wei Yanwu really didn't expect to hear a story Chen Fan had a bunch of questions, but since he had decided to tell the past, Wei Yanwu had to patiently explain it to him:

"First of all, I haven't been back to see Andre's life or death, but it shouldn't be too lethal for a Caucasian kid (probably), so this topic is over.

Secondly, I was fostered in the Central Plains Public Orphanage at first, because my mother appeared at the door of the orphanage on a rainy night, and she died before she could say that my surname should be Wei after giving birth to me, so I was called this by Xiao Wei Xiao Wei until I was ten years old. But when I was 10 years old, I was found to have the potential to become a drifting spirit, so I was taken out of the orphanage where I had grown up and moved to a research institute that specializes in nurturing potential children. There, we were all closely guarded, so we couldn't run away if we wanted to. ”

As if sensing Wu Xiu's disbelief, Wei Yanwu sneered: "Why, Xiao Wu, where do you think so many floating spirits who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die on the battlefield against the abyss came from?" If everyone really had such a high level of consciousness, mankind would have counterattacked to the ground long ago. ”

After saying these harsh words to Wu Xiu, Wei Yanwu, who had finished venting his emotions, immediately reacted that he was a little overdone: "Uh...... I'm sorry, Xiao Wu, I'm a little too serious. ”

Waving his hand to indicate that he could accept it, Wu Xiu paid more attention to the follow-up of Wei Yanwu's story: "It's okay, Uncle Wei, I myself know that I grew up in a hotbed, so I don't know a lot of things...... How did you spend your time after the graduate school compared to that? ”

Scratching his head with a smile, Wei Yanwu continued to narrate: "However, I have been more cautious since I was a child, and after discovering that many people still failed to become floating spirits at the age of twelve, and were taken out of the research institute and assigned to orphanages in various cities to wait for adoption, I made up my mind in my heart - I must definitely hide my ability, and after I am twelve years old, I will escape from the control of these people after being assigned to an orphanage." ”

Taking a dull puff of his cigarette, Wei Yanwu slowly enjoyed the feeling of passing through his lungs, and said darkly: "After all, those children who were taken away at the beginning will eventually be trained to become extremely brave warriors, and they will die in the confrontation with the abyss, and I don't want to end up like them when I am less than twelve years old." ”

After saying this, Wei Yanwu suddenly sneered at himself: "But now it seems that it is better to become a floating spirit at the age of twelve...... At the age of twelve, I had not yet become a Drifting Spirit, just in time for the Central Plains and Holy Rome to commemorate the 200th anniversary of the friendship between the Central Plains and the Holy Rome, and our children were carefully selected to have certain potential, but they were never able to become the Drifting Spirits and exchange with the Holy Rome to show friendship. But the Holy Roman side is more ...... Benevolent? Obviously, Zhongyuan has explained that he has to take strict care of us special individuals scattered in various orphanages, but he still thinks that children can't be too oppressive, so he let me run out. ”

After indifferently evaluating the benevolence of Holy Rome, Wei Yanwu spat out a mutilated smoke ring: "Otherwise, I may not be Jack the Ripper." ”