A Weird Theater That Started In London

When life is full of variables and a little happiness is hard to find, life will inevitably become contemptible.

Sometimes the banks of the Thames and the tops of some monuments are lined with people waiting to commit suicide. It is so common that it is almost impossible to find news about suicide by picking up the newspaper every day.

Sunday.

Thanks to the resurgence of Ling Tide, workers are no longer open year-round, and they have begun to enjoy unpaid leave.

Lu Li prefers to call it: laid off.

"This pie... so salty!"

Duke held a thin pie in his hand, which was filled with all kinds of minced meat. The quality of the meat was not extremely bad.

"It's okay, this one in my hand has no taste. Black pepper alone can't cover up the fishy smell of pork."

Pan Ming sighed helplessly.

On the side, Lu Li was thinking about Mi Gao, the young man, and he planned to call his apprentice over to cook.

"Just be patient. I've already found a new cook. At the latest, I'll be able to eat delicious food at night."

This voice is a bit old, it is the old man Vincent who stayed up all night and worked overtime until now. He was drinking the coffee he brewed, holding a piece of pie in his hand, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Shock! Market hawkers commit suicide collectively! 》

Not far from the dining table, there is a newspaper spread out, introducing a vicious murder case to the citizens.

Of course, Scotland Yard is always better informed than the media. As early as three hours ago, Lu Li vaguely heard a report from the next room.

Late last night, there was a mass death of hawkers in several garden markets next to Whitehall Street, involving as many as 180 people.

[Thirty tents, large and small, including the diners, were all taken away by strange beings. Because it is only weird and unknown that people can make such behaviors contrary to common sense. 】

[These victims cut open their stomachs, and all the organs in their stomachs disappeared without a trace. In addition, not even a bit of blood was spilled, as if there was nothing inside. 】

"The inspector in charge of the area claimed that the victims still had a happy expression on their faces enjoying the food, with meat cleavers and forks in their hands, as if it was too late to show fear..."

While drinking milk, Lu Li recalled the chatter coming from the chief's office.

No matter how seasoned the inspector was, he seemed incomparably insignificant in the face of supernatural power.

In addition, the headquarters of Scotland Yard was also implicated to a certain extent. The cooks brought holy water and firearms to the surrounding markets to purchase fresh meat and vegetables.

In the end, it was eaten by a group of children.

That's right, when he heard the news, Lu Li instantly got up from his desk.

In the context of the recovery of the spiritual tide, not only the mentally ill patients in the insane asylum have been strengthened, but the children have also become extraordinarily dangerous.

According to eyewitnesses, there were children's cheerful laughter from the thick fog, followed by screams, and when the clergy arrived, only blood and smashed cook clothes were left on the ground.

There is an old saying in the East that the King of Hell is no worse than a hungry ghost.

A group of people at the headquarters were busy all night, and after nearly a morning shift, they had to eat something to replenish their energy. In desperation, Duke took his new friend, the giant Wade Lowe, to a farther market to buy food.

In the empty market, the two found a stall that was still open. The boss was a laid-off worker. He brought sugar, coarse salt, peppermint oil and other materials from home, picked up a few pots from the ground, and started the business.

Because of this, the gentlemen of Scotland Yard had the most special meal ever, the patties were either too salty, too sweet, or tasteless.

Gu Yan At the dining table, everyone complained about the craftsmanship of the workers, and at the same time, they felt very sad.

There are dead people everywhere, but everyone who has some conditions at home will not dare to go out. Only the people at the lowest level still persist in their struggle to maintain the last shred of vitality and vitality in the city.

"What about this kid Wensley, he won't oversleep, right? My old bone has been on duty for him for a day. If he doesn't come again..."

The old man took a sip of yogurt and gin, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes. He knew this apprentice that he had picked up too well. He was humble and worked extremely hard. Therefore, as long as his physical condition allowed, he would definitely come...

Thinking of this, Vincent put his hand in his pocket and glanced at his pocket watch. His anxiety grew even stronger. He planned to send two groups of police officers to Wensley's apartment.

And these actions were all under the gaze of Lu Li.

"Sir, Officer Wensley is temporarily unable to perform his duties. He is currently sleeping in St. Paul's Cathedral."

Saying that, a handwritten letter was handed over.

The above content was written by Wensley before lying down in the Ark of Eternity. Lu Li didn't open it to read, but he just vaguely explained his own situation and reassured the teacher not to worry too much.

"I know."

After leaving a sentence, the old man walked towards the office with a glass full of yogurt and wine.

Vaguely, Lu Li saw Vincent's lips trembling slightly.

This **** woman...

It appears that Wensley mentioned Miss Meacham.

After the episode, only Lu Li and a group of actors were left on the dining table, as well as the giant Wade Lowe.

Not long ago, this gentleman, who was awakened from his eternal sleep, also said, please bury me again, and make sure to strengthen the tomb even more firmly.

But after walking around the street with Duke, he was greatly impacted. The bustling streets became extremely cold, and the children who were originally regarded as angels became the words of demons.

At a glance, hundreds of years have passed, and the incumbent is a monarch named Queen Victoria.

I opened my eyes again, and a few days passed, and the city became even stranger~www.readwn.com~ The ominous existence spread fear everywhere, and death was everywhere.

What shocked the giant Wade Lowe the most was that Duke said something to him:

"Have you ever seen a city at the end of the disease? There is killing and devouring everywhere, and civilization dies as the ultimate victor disintegrates."

Before entering the examination room, the two classes jointly participated in a unique vacation, taking into account both learning and entertainment, but many people were so motivated that they gave up their vacation and went to infected cities to watch how civilization withered, from people How the aberrations born in the body perform the art of killing.

Among them, the observation group consisting of Lu Li, Duke, and Pan Ming had the richest experience.

If the weirdness is not suppressed in time, then when the exam is over, the city will be reduced to ruins.

This is a fact, even Lu Li, who got the plug-in, has to admit: no one can always feel at ease in the exam scene.

The placement test for admission is destined to become a paradise in the hearts of all actors.

At this moment, the cyborg giant Wade Lowe shrank, half-sitting on the floor, thinking: As a deceased from a hundred years ago, what can I do for this era?

Except for assassinating the queen.

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