Ma'am, I like you!

Seeing this, Shanna slowly let go of her hand.

After Oliver explained to the police officers with a smile on his face, and took out some shopping cards from his pocket and handed them to the two leaders, he was finally forgiven.

Only then did Oliver quickly take Shanna back to his car, and then quickly turned the steering wheel to turn the car around.

"Sister Shanna, why did you catch the gangster here? The head has been looking for you. If you didn't have a location phone, I really would not have thought that you would run here."

"There was an accident, but it has been resolved now." Shanna took off her tactical vest and opened the window.

Oliver didn't dare to ask any more questions. Of course he knew about Shanna's temper. It wasn't the first time that he attacked the police in a violent manner. He didn't need to know anything to know that the police must have done something that made Shanna's sister feel uncomfortable.

But those things must be familiar to ordinary people, even if they are things that have become common sense for Shanna, as long as they are wrong, she will not recognize them.

Then express disapproval in her own unique way of expressing disapproval.

This way doesn't even talk about it, and of course Oliver won't make fun of himself.

After driving like this for a while, Shanna, whose hair was blown by the wind, suddenly asked.

"Oliver, Director... Is there anything different recently?"

"What's different? No?" Oliver who was driving the car replied, and then he seemed to remember something, "Oh, it's a little different, that is, since the director was suspended from his job, the director is now frowning from time to time , it should be a lot of pressure, it's all because of that Su Ming..."

"But Sister Shanna, don't really go to find that Su Ming, tell me first, she is simply not an ordinary person, she is terrifying."

"En." Shanna responded casually, and she also had an answer in her heart.

She agrees with what Oliver said. Su Ming is indeed terrifying. It is very likely that Su Ming's trick is to use his words to make him suspicious of the director, so that he can give up doubting her.

After all, it was just an accident that Su Ming came to London at this time, and she couldn't believe it.

And after really getting in touch with Su Ming, Shanna also had the idea of ​​spurring herself in her heart, and she had to work harder to become stronger.

Next time, she must not be teased by the other party like today, and even a few words can shake her mind.

After clearing up the worries in her heart, Shanna also breathed a sigh of relief and strengthened her will again.

Then he looked at Oliver in the driver's seat and asked: "I saw you giving them things just now. Didn't I tell you before that there is no need to treat them well. Those guys dare not do anything to us. As for bribes, There is no reason."

Oliver immediately revealed his wrongdoing: "Miss Shanna misunderstood, I don't have the money to bribe, those cards are all expired, so I have to run so fast."

"..."

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Su Ming didn't go to take a taxi. Although she could move freely in the smoke and even cover her body temperature with spiritual energy, the pungent smell of the smoke bombs still lingered on her clothes.

If you take a taxi, you may be sent to the police station by enthusiastic people, causing unnecessary trouble.

So facing the wind, walk from Mark Street to the hotel where you live, and let the wind take away the smell.

Su Ming, who was walking on the road, also attracted a lot of attention because of her special temperament.

But this time there will be no little bastards without eyes.

The city of London looks prosperous, but there are still many dark corners under the lights.

As Shanna said, the guardian of the city seems to be in some trouble.

But since Shanna still has the energy to find her troubles and "revenge" her leader, it also proves that the "trouble" must not be that big.

The high probability is that the [-]th organization did some sabotage in London.

Su Ming thought that Sherlock Doyle might also be related to that organization, but looking at it now, it should not be the case.

"Ding dong."

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Su Ming picked it up to take a look, and then replied "Already on the way back", and sent a location by the way.

After getting a reply of "be careful on the road", she also quickened her pace.

This action satisfied her curiosity and proved that she could not stay in London for long.

Not only is there a lot of people in this city who don't welcome her, but she also has a faint feeling that if she stays longer, she will cause huge trouble.

When she came to a bridge, Su Ming looked away and saw the hotel where she was staying. Gu Sixin was waiting for her to go back and have dinner together.

And when she stepped forward, she suddenly felt a familiar breath.

When I looked up, I couldn't see anything because the sky had become hazy.

Thick fog poured out from the river below the bridge, from the surrounding corridors, and from the surrounding air like a tidal wave.

Without any warning, the entire surrounding area was shrouded in a space where there were no fingers.

"drop!!!"

"Damn it, what's so unlucky, it's foggy again, and I almost crashed the car."

The sudden thick fog, as if the pause button was pressed, stopped the traffic on the bridge instantly, and the pedestrians also stopped in place.

For a while, the surrounding area was filled with the sound of car horns and people's conversations. Although it seemed a bit noisy, it was unexpectedly very orderly.

Obviously, everyone is used to this kind of sudden thick fog.

According to what I heard from the locals, this phenomenon has been going on for almost three months.

The last time Su Ming witnessed this kind of fog in a coffee shop, but this time he was in it himself.

I didn't feel any discomfort physically, except that the surrounding temperature dropped a bit, the dense fog seemed to be just like what the locals said.

"It's just a bigger fog."

Su Ming came to the side of the bridge, leaned on the railing and looked down.

The river in this tributary of the Thames was originally pitch black, but at this time there was fog blocking it, and even the river could not be seen, only a billowing fog could be seen.

Su Ming's dark eyes lit up with a layer of blue, and in an instant her sight passed through the thick fog and reached the river.

A few fish swimming in the turbulent river came into view, other than that there was the mud and all kinds of garbage at the bottom of the river.

And nothing superfluous.

"Is it an illusion?"

The blue in her eyes gradually disappeared, Su Ming murmured.

She could feel that breath in the fog, which was similar to aura, but different.

She called it a cave before, but now, more people call it a "spiritual disaster".

Su Ming lifted her foot and climbed up the railing.

And her move surprised a passerby who was right next to her.

"Ah, what are you doing, miss?!"

"I want to go down and have a look." Su Ming replied.

And just as she was about to jump, her feet were caught by this kind man.

"Help, come quickly, someone jumped into the river!"

"..."

"What? Someone jumped into the river?!" The cries of the well-wishers helped.

Someone in the distance rushed over following the sound, and when they came to Su Ming's side, they grabbed her other foot.

Now if Su Ming wanted to go down and investigate, the two of them would definitely be implicated.

Had to go back to the bridge.

The kind-hearted man also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and then said: "Thank you sir, it's fortunate that you are here, otherwise a fresh life would have passed away before my eyes."

"This beautiful lady is too polite. It is our duty as knights to save lives and heal the wounded." Another kind-hearted person said in a magnetic voice.

"Doyle?"

"Huh? Who is calling my name? Could it be that this lost lady knows me... er, it's you?" Sherlock Doyle was also stunned when he turned his head to see Su Ming's face.

Because of the heavy fog just now, he didn't notice Su Ming, he just wanted to save people.

"You know each other?" The kind-hearted man was also surprised, and then patted his chest, "That's great, this kind-hearted gentleman, please advise your friends that life is still very long, don't go on the road just because of momentary confusion. There is no dead end to regret.”

"Uh, okay."

The kind-hearted man left after exhorting, leaving Sherlock Doyle looking at Su Ming and touching his head for a while.

"What are you doing here?" Doyle asked.

"I was going back to the hotel where I was resting, and then this thick fog suddenly appeared, and I was trapped here." Su Ming said honestly.

"Instead, why are you here?"

Facing Su Ming's question, Doyle took out a pipe from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and reached out to smooth his mustache.

Maybe he thinks that this action is full of the taste of a British gentleman, but to be honest, it's quite obscene.

"Of course I'm saving London," said Sherlock Doyle.

"you?"

Seeing Su Ming's suspicious eyes, Sherlock Doyle was not happy, knowing that she was doubting himself.

"Of course it's me, and it can only be me." Doyle leaned on the railing with a pipe in his mouth, and pointed to the sky: "Do you see this heavy fog?"

"You caused it?" Su Ming asked.

"How is it possible." Doyle was speechless, "If I have the ability to change the weather, wouldn't that be what you Huaxia said, yes, what kind of fairy?"

"I'm chasing this fog."

"Chasing the fog?" Su Ming wondered, "Is this what you call saving London?"

"Of course, don't you think it's just an ordinary fog?"

After Sherlock Doyle finished speaking, he looked at Su Ming and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let me tell you the truth, I am a knight."

"knight?"

"It is a noble person who has great strength and takes justice and salvation as his principles, and I am the most powerful one."

After Sherlock Doyle finished speaking, he fumbled in his pocket and took out a lighter.

"Crack."

Hit it and it didn't fire.

"Crack clap."

It took two more blows before it was fired, and then lit his own pipe. A gust of cold wind came, but the flame went out again.

Just when he shook the lighter and was about to light it again, his hand suddenly shook, and the lighter slipped out of his hand.

Only Sherlock Doyle stretched out his hand to hold back, but he couldn't hold back the lighter that fell on the railing.

After jumping on the iron railing twice, the lighter just fell into the river.

Su Ming, who saw all this in his eyes, also said ruthlessly: "It seems that the lighter that can escape from the powerful master is not very strong, why don't you also give it a knight?"

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Sherlock Doyle is truly an old English gentleman.

He didn't care about Su Ming's ridicule. Although the lighter fell off the bridge, he immediately took out another lighter from his pocket.

"A powerful knight must not only have absolute strength, but wisdom is also an indispensable part. Like me, I usually don't just prepare a lighter."

Blocking the wind, he lit his pipe.

After spending another lighter knight, Sherlock Doyle finally succeeded in lighting the intoxicating cloud.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling a smoke ring, Doyle looked at Su Ming: "I know you don't believe it, but it's okay. Anyway, it doesn't matter that I am a knight. What matters is the fog in front of me. You and I are closely related."

"Tell me more." Standing by the bridge, Su Ming waited for the brit who looked like a liar to tell the truth.

Doyle glanced at Su Ming: "I was a little skeptical when I saw you before, but now I can be sure that you are the Su Ming from the East?"

"I thought my name had spread all over the world, and not many people seemed to know about it." Su Ming seemed to have no humility.

In fact, if things developed normally, her name would have been known to the world long ago, but the reality is that in Britain, and even in the whole of Europe, Su Ming's news is top secret.