Chapter 790: Wedge: London in the Fog
The Fifth Corpse
Outline:
"Snake Wife" started a new journey after experiencing "Ghost Villa", "Snake Village Tragedy" and "Yudu Suspicion" - "The Fifth Corpse".
The location of the incident was transferred from home to abroad, London.
With the withering of the Luo family, Luo Qian'er, the youngest daughter of the Luo family, who is known as the secret weapon of the Luo family and rarely shows up, has become the head of this prosperous family that is about to fall lonely, and where will her appearance lead the Luo family, will it become a delicacy on the plate of the Yu family, or will she be able to stand out from the line of life and death of destruction?
The successive tragedies have caused a huge gap between the four major chaebols, who is the real mastermind, and whether there will be a fifth person after the bodies of four people appear in a row.
And Qian'er, who grew up in the UK, will bring a mysterious helper this time to help her complete the great cause of the revival of the Luo family.
New mysteries are still beyond the clouds, and the light of truth still seems out of reach.
What kind of secret deal did Su Yawen make with Qian'er?
Where is Alain, dead, or is he somewhere else?
The territory of the four major families is changing all the time, and now that the Luo family is under attack, is Qian'er, a cold-faced girl, just a child about ten years old, doing nothing?
And Fang Jun and Shen Ru will be involved in what kind of weird whirlpool.
Who is behind the scenes, and who is the real controller behind the snakes.
When the snake girl met the real snake princess, what kind of story was behind the snake shadows, which made people tremble.
I believe that "The Fifth Corpse" will bring you a new sensory world, without ghosts, feudal superstitions, and only the infiltrating murder and the reasoning mystery behind it.
Life and death, the compass of fate, the pointer begins to turn, whoever chooses is the next person to die......
Wedge: London in the fog
This year's winter in London seems to be much more than in previous years.
At night, the fog covered a city that was large enough to drown all the people, and the cold weather and the poisonous gases left by the industrial revolution were enough to make everyone choose to stay at home.
Not to mention that it is also the hardest hit area of industry, the slums of London.
The narrow streets, dilapidated houses, and slums under weapons are like gathering places for ghost gates, and only silhouettes can be seen passing by the path by chance, but they will not stop and disappear at the other end.
Big Ben, after striking twelve o'clock, urges all who have not yet fallen asleep to fall into the spell of nightmares, and the dream-eating tapirs may soon begin to stir at this time, devouring the illusory mirror image in everyone's mind.
The deep sleep has made this century-old European capital more indifferent and lonely.
Around the corner.
The sound of hurried running footsteps interrupted the peculiar silence of the night.
A young girl in a shabby coat ran down the narrow streets of the slum, panting and flushed, while not far behind her, five or six drunken men shouted and roared after the girl's trail.
This is a common practice in the slums of London.
Rape, drug use, black market trading, arms.
These things that can't be on the countertop can be bought in this smoky and miasma-like place, and as long as you have money, someone will serve it with both hands.
Even lives.