A Weird Theater That Started In London

"Spooky theatre from London (!

Darkness enveloped the earth, and it was pitch black outside the window.

There was no moon, only the dimly lit street lamps illuminated the surroundings in orange.

Two beautiful warblers who were forced to make a living lifted Wensley from the ground. The man in front of him was unconscious on the side of the road. They were calculating in their hearts how much money they could take out of each other's pockets.

"If this guy is rich, let's finish this vote and don't come out recently. The world has become more and more dangerous, and there are horror rumors everywhere."

"Alas, don't get your hopes up, this street has been abandoned for a long time, and many poor homeless people like to come here to deal with it for a night."

"But he's well-dressed."

"A lot of the broken middle class is like that."

Tai...and...

The words on the plaque are indistinct.

Not far away, there was a two-story wooden house with an obvious oriental style, covered with dust and cobwebs, but from time to time guests came in and out. They didn't say a word, their faces were expressionless, like puppets.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the two Orioles immediately turned pale, they set up the "fat sheep" and ran away.

Bump, stumbling.

Wensley was hazy, and he opened his sleepy eyes and murmured like a drunk.

The two women walked back and forth on the street for more than ten minutes. In the middle of the night, there were few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, a few carriages passed by, and they were in a hurry, and they did not dare to slow down.

"who are you?"

Wensley was awake when he walked outside a small hotel. He felt bad, top-heavy, and his eyes were very dry, but his brain was still able to think.

"Sir, didn't you invite us to come here?" One of the Orioles responded quickly, put his hand into Wensley's shirt, touched his lower abdomen, and then slid all the way down, saying with a smile, "Do you want to come by the road? It sounds exciting, but you have to pay more."

"That's alright." Wensley grabbed her hand and said solemnly, "Let's go, I'll pay you the money."

God, what did I do when I was delirious?

In fact, Wensley did not doubt Liu Ying's statement, because he thought that he had eaten braised pork in Taihe Building just now. You must know that the place has been abandoned for many years, and the owner has already died of illness.

A few minutes later, the two Orioles looked at the man staggering away with inexplicable eyes.

"This guy can't be there, can he?"

"Never mind, the money was given anyway."

Another Liu Ying had a look of fear, "To be honest, with such a big man, I'm also afraid that the two of us will suffer."

Da da da.

The high heels collided with the floor, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and the two women left together.

Chidswell Street.

The streets at night were particularly cold, and in other neighborhoods, people could occasionally be seen, but this area was an exception. The residents had already moved out, and the police officers in the jurisdiction did not dare to go out, even if the church issued a three-piece exorcism set—

Holy water, silver-plated dagger, cross pendant.

Of course, these things are also on Lu Li. If they were placed in the past, they would also cause a certain degree of damage to the werewolf, but today is different from the past. For example, it may be inappropriate, but that's what it means:

A werewolf who has been blessed by God and can release holy light at any time, how could it be classified as a dark creature?

Even if the Pope saw it, he would not have such disrespectful thoughts.

In addition, after leaving the Sword of Sadhu to Duke, Lu Li didn't have a handy weapon for the time being. Therefore, he simply asked Mr. Vincent for a set of police equipment, and the other party was very enthusiastic. The pistols were fired.

In this way, Lu Li parted with the revolver gun and drove the carriage around the street. Every house facing the street was empty. Only the smell of blood left from last night, which has not yet dissipated, lingered on the tip of his nose.

“Corner Cafe… Corner… Corner…”

Lu Li whispered, driving the carriage from east to west, counting the house numbers.

No. 1 is a private clinic.

No. 2 is a construction company.

No. 3 turned out to be a colleague, a detective agency.

Lu Li stopped in front of No. 48, where there is an elegantly decorated coffee shop, not large in size, but very stylish.

Large glass windows, polished floors, and wall paintings made of paint and rubble.

In the City, men think the most comfortable coffee shop is connected to a cigar shop, which has a cigar on its sign.

"Hello."

A sweet voice rang in my ears.

Lu Li, who was looking at the wall painting, looked up and saw a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"What are you going to eat? We provide a variety of coffees, as long as they are available on the market, they can be made, as well as food and desserts."

"A cup of hot coffee and two sugar cubes." Lu Li didn't rush to do anything, and hung the deerstalker hat on the hook on the counter.

At this moment, he is a guest who comes to enjoy dinner. "Please help me with some hot food. I eat a lot, and it is best to have four dishes."

"Okay, there are newspapers in our store, you can go there and read them."

The girl smiled, replied in a sweet voice, and then jumped into the back kitchen.

She is probably happy. Since the opening, a customer finally came to the door.

Heating is on very well.

Lu Li took off his coat, put it on his arm, and then found a place to sit down. It was a mahogany box, which was not big enough to seat four people. In front of him, there was a newspaper from New York.

"Oh? The date is only twenty-one days late."

A newspaper was sent across three thousand miles of sea and two hundred and thirty miles of land.

Frankly speaking, I have searched the cafes in the whole city and can't find a second store that offers this kind of service.

In addition, there is a box of cigars on the table in the private room, and the sign next to it reads:

Three shillings.

Obviously, this is a cafe run by a beautiful girl. The service is warm and attentive. It may be the customer's problem, but he is the only one.

Logically speaking, the cafe should look like this: whether it is the box or the hall, it is full of guests, and there are the sounds of knives and forks knocking around, as well as the sound of soothing and soft music.

Just as I was thinking, the sound of music came to my ears.

Unfortunately, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Lu Li has no research on piano music, he just thinks it sounds very good, if the girl with a mysterious origin wants to express something through this, it will probably be in vain, she is just winking at the blind.

After a while, two salmon with shiny scales appeared in front of them, like silver clowns.

Then, pan-fried flounder, deep-fried eel, and lobster with melted butter.

Finally came the coffee.

Since Lu Li did not specify a drink, the gentleman brought a cup of traditional English coffee and added two cubes of sugar to it in front of the guests.

"Long time no see, Wensley."

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