I sent Ye Yun back to her hometown and told her some things to pay attention to, such as only living on the first floor and not having any weapons in the house.
Ye Yun's hometown is in a rural area in Zhenjiang.
The air is quite good.
Maybe this is really a good place for medical treatment.
After I sent Ye Yun back, I returned to Suzhou, and after briefly discussing the itinerary with Wang Tieniu, I drove back to Donghai City.
On the way back, I booked a flight to London early tomorrow morning, waiting for me When we arrived in Donghai City, it was already evening, and Qin Xiaohai brought me my passport.
Anyway.
Very hectic.
But now that we have taken over the case of the cursed diamond ring, we have to find out the result.
What's more, this case is about the jade after all.
I fell asleep on the bed and woke up very early the next day.
Anyway, I was in good spirits now and could recover after just two hours of sleep.
I packed my things, then got up and started exercising.
After exercising and taking a shower, I took the necessary documents and went straight to the airport, bought a ticket, got on the plane, and headed straight to London.
It was a bit troublesome when I got on the plane.
The main reason was that I wanted to bring a pistol, but the gun license needed to be coordinated with the British.
Later, Chen Shan came over in person and checked it in for me.
Then I took a flight at 7 o'clock in the morning and flew for more than ten hours.
When I arrived in London, it was still early morning.
It's a shame.
Fortunately, I was well rested and didn't have to suffer from jet lag, but the other passengers were obviously a little groggy.
I looked at the time and adjusted my watch.
It was about ten o'clock in the morning London time.
I hailed a taxi and headed straight to Elie Manor.
When we arrived at the end of a bridge, the taxi stopped and the man said to me.
I looked ahead and said, "This is Erie Manor."
The driver said: "Sorry sir, walk across this bridge and then across the square to Ely Manor.
This is called Tata Town.
Our city taxis are not allowed to enter the town."
"Ah."
Although my English has passed CET-4, it sounds really difficult.
I finally understood what the taxi driver meant and asked: "Why?"
The taxi driver muttered something about environmental protection, the development of tourism, and how we can only ride bicycles.
Anyway, I didn’t fully understand it.
The general idea was that this town is a Taxis are not allowed in tourist towns.
Even private cars can only take specific routes, which is like a pedestrian street.
I gave the money, got off the bus, and walked across the bridge into Tata Town.
The town is indeed a tourist town, with various ancient European-style buildings gathered here.
There are many people on the street, and many of them are Asians.
I don’t know whether they are Chinese, Japanese or Korean.
I walked through and when I reached a square, a group of white pigeons were hovering in the sky, and some people were feeding the pigeons.
"Hey, brother, come and experience the peaceful feeling of white doves circling."
A white European stopped my way and said.
I was stunned for a moment.
He didn't quite understand, and then nodded.
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The white man stuffed me with a handful of corn kernels and gave me a thumbs up, "Brother, Jesus bless you."
I scratched my head and thought that these Europeans are really enthusiastic and quite nice.
At this time, the white pigeons around saw the corn kernels in my hand and flew over.
Those white pigeons circled around my hand, and then they were not afraid of me.
They pounced on my hand and rushed to eat the corn kernels.
I quickly threw the corn kernels on the ground, and the pigeons came over and kept eating them.
I'm not a child, so I don't like playing these games.
I carried my bag and kept walking.
"Hey.
Brother, thank you for feeding these peace doves.
You have contributed to world peace.
Jesus will bless you."
The white European young man just came up again and said to me.
I nodded towards the white man and prepared to leave.
But the young white man stopped me again.
He stretched out his hand and said, "Brother, corn kernels, one euro."
"I still want money."
I was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and thought to myself: This is much easier than begging, one euro, eight yuan.
Well, you can even buy eight kilograms of corn kernels.
I took out a euro and handed it to the young man.
But the young man still stopped me and said: "Brother, you understood it wrong.
Corn kernels are one euro each.
That handful contains eighty kernels in total, so it is eighty euros."
I got angry when I heard it.
Damn it, there is such a deception.
This is much more deceptive than prawns and hairy crabs.
"What do you mean?"
I looked at the young man, "Do you think I'm easy to bully?
Do you think we Chinese are easy to bully?
Do you think it was more than a hundred years ago?"
I pointed at the young man, I was really angry.
Damn it, I never thought that this kind of thing happened abroad, and it was even more arrogant than Qingdao Prawn.
While I was talking, several more people came over.
They were all white young men with big noses and blue eyes.
They were all wearing tattered jeans and had tattoos on their necks.
Seven of them surrounded me. , obviously they are in the same group.
"Boy, if you take something, you have to pay for it.
Don't you understand this principle?
You called the police today for the same reason."
The white young man looked at me with disdain.
Seven of them surrounded me.
Obviously, if I didn't pay, they wouldn't be able to leave today.
Although I was angry, I felt really aggrieved at this time.
There were seven of them, and these people were obviously stronger than me.
Even if I could fight two or three of them one by one.
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But if I fight four, I will definitely lose.
If I fight seven, I will only be ravaged.
Damn it I got angry and took out my pistol from my backpack.
At this time, I didn't care about the bullshit laws in their country.
Even if I was caught, I couldn't take this breath.
I held a pistol and pointed it at the young man.
I said viciously: "Young man, I just won't give you money.
Do you think we Chinese are easy to bully?
Do you think we are all soft persimmons?
I will break your legs now."
"I have a lot of money, but I don't have the money to give you these eighty euros."
I said and kicked the young man in the crotch.
The young man screamed and fell to his knees.
Several other people immediately gathered around me, and I turned the gun in my hand and pointed it at them, "Come on, let's see if I dare to shoot.
It's a competition.
There are really scumbags every year.
It's really special."
Why do you think it was based on the Eight-Nation Allied Forces more than a hundred years ago?
Everyone around looked over here.
Several young people stared at me.
The young man who was kneeling on the ground struggled to stand up and said, "Come on, shoot.
Let me see if you dare to shoot."
The young man was probably angry and walked towards me.
I hesitated, but pointed the gun at him.
At this time, a figure came over, and then with a "bang" kick, the figure kicked the young man on the head.
The young man rolled around a few times and fell to the ground.
When I saw it, it was a woman, a white woman with long wavy blond hair.
She was wearing those simple jeans, but as soon as I made the move I knew this woman was a master.
After the woman kicked one of the young men away, she kicked another one on the waist.
When I saw how fierce this woman was, I immediately put the gun in my schoolbag, then I also kicked one of the big guys down with a sweeping kick, and then kicked the big guy on the head, knocking out his teeth.
One dropped.
I dealt with two people here, and when I looked at the woman, she had already kicked the remaining five people to the ground.
The woman had long legs.
She put one hand in her back pocket, walked up to the white young man who was leading the group, and looked at him.
The white young man obviously knew the woman.
He said in horror: "Miss Mona, I'm sorry, Miss Mona, I don't have one."
Mona raised her foot, kicked the white young man's ankle hard, and stepped on it. the white youth yelled.
Mona looked at the white young man, "I told you, if you do these things again, I will break your legs.
I never like to break my promise."
The young white man shouted while holding his ankle.
It was estimated that his ankle bone was completely shattered.
Mona snorted coldly, turned around and left.
People around were muttering quietly.
I stepped forward and followed the woman outside.
After walking a few hundred meters, the woman stopped.
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I immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "Thank you, heroine."
The woman turned back, glanced at me, and then continued walking forward without saying anything.
She is quite good-looking.
Really, I am not exaggerating.
She does not have the freckles that British women often have on her face.
Her skin is quite white.
She looks very much like Keira Knightley, who has played the role of Planet.
Battle 1 and the woman from Pirates of the Caribbean.
Maybe she is not very sexy, and her breasts are a little smaller than the normal size of British women, but she is gracefully beautiful.
At least from the Chinese aesthetic point of view, she is indeed very good-looking.
I scratched my head.
This woman was a bit too noble and cool.
When I thought about it, I had better not bother her.
She might actually make a move.
I am no match for her either.
This woman is very skilled, of course, within the normal range.
Just like a female agent, she can easily kill an ordinary person.
Different from Su Mingyue, Su Mingyue is a legendary master, who is abnormally powerful.
He can fly over walls and fly over walls, and jump more than ten meters.
How can he be a normal person?
I watched the woman's back walking further and further away, and I said, "Forget it, it's important to do business.
I can't forget about business when I see a beautiful woman."
I looked around and then walked towards the street.
On the street, there was a policeman riding a big horse, strolling slowly.
I immediately walked over and said, "Hello, sir, can you do me a favor?"
The mounted policeman saluted me, then got off his horse and said, "Sir, may I help you in any way?"
I said: "I want to go to Clark Street, No. 18 Clark Street.
Where can I go from here?"
"Sir, go straight along this road, turn left at the second alley and go to the end.
That street is Clark Street."
The mounted policeman pointed to the road.
I nodded and walked in the direction pointed by the mounted police.
As a tourist town, Tata Town has some irregularities, but the tourist atmosphere is very good.
In addition to many shopping spots on both sides of the street, there are also various characteristic buildings, cafes, etc.
I walked to Clark Street.
According to Ye Yun, the old housekeeper, Old Pete, lived at No. 18 Clark Street.
If we find him, we should be able to figure out why this mark in the sky is cursed.
The British people are very wealthy in housing space.
When the Chinese people were still crowded into various high-rise buildings, the residents of this Tata town all lived in houses with gardens.
I walked to No. 18.
The courtyard door of No. 18 was open, but the house door was closed.
There seemed to be no one.
I stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then walked in, walked to the door of the house, and pressed my finger on the doorbell.
When my finger was about to touch the doorbell, I suddenly stopped.
There was something ghostly on the doorbell: