At night.

Area F at this time is not peaceful. As the underground manager of this area, he certainly knew this clearly, so he was in a hurry.

Of course, he was not afraid of danger here, but he just didn't want to reveal his identity and behavior.

One of the thirteen disciples, the largest gang mechanical disciple of the Thirteenth District, had a private contact with members of the Seventh District Magic Group late at night. If this news was known by his boss, the leader of the mechanical disciple, Black Shark, and he could not give a suitable reason, he would definitely die.

He walked into the dim alley, and he looked around for a while, but no one noticed it, so he walked in with confidence.

In the alley, the man in a sweatshirt was playing with his fingers boredly, as if he had noticed his arrival. The man in a sweatshirt raised his head and the fox mask smiled dazzlingly.

"It's finally here." The fox stretched out his hand, "My black silver."

"Can you really let me get rid of the mechanical disciples perfectly?" He did not give up his promised reward, but just looked alertly at the fox in front of him who should have been in the hands of the police.

Logically speaking, he was a disciple who was dominating in the underground world of the Thirteenth District, with blood on his hands and would never be led by a new entertainment group. But in fact, from the very beginning, his mind was tightly grasped by the fox in front of him.

My purpose was exposed too early. If this was not the case, I could still pay less black and silver.

He thought in annoyance.

About a month ago, he accidentally obtained four kilograms of black silver, which was a huge sum of money. He was not a completely fanatical mechanical madman, so he had the idea of ​​leaving the organization and flying high. But he also knew that if he could not deceive the Black Shark with perfect fake death, he would definitely die, no matter where he escaped.

At this time, the magic group targeted him, to be precise, the black silver in his hand.

"Of course, in fact, when you saw our plan a month ago you believed we could do it, right?" the fox smiled, "and you've put it into action."

"I hope so." He looked at the fox deeply, then stretched out his hand, opened the storage tank in his chest, and took out a black box, "One kilogram of black silver, this is the deposit, I will give it to you after the rest is done."

"Yes." The fox took the black box. He was not in a hurry to inspect the goods. In fact, he didn't need it, because the initiative was always in his hands.

In other words, the life and death of this disciple has always been in his hands.

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When facial recognition failed and password input errors appeared on the security door one after another, Jiang Shu finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

Needless to say, it must be that Sister Ruo changed her password, but she only changed the password of the villa security door, and the password of the large iron door outside was not changed. So I can still go back to my home tonight, but it only requires some technical means.

"Sister Ruo, Sister Ruo! Open the door!" Jiang Shu shouted for a while, but received no response. However, the light on the second floor was turned on. Obviously, Liu Tingruo was using his actions to express the four big words "I don't want to pay attention to you".

Helplessly, Jiang Shu had to use the backup plan. He walked to the side of the villa, where there was a water pipe that went straight to the second floor. Through the water pipe, he could climb to the balcony on the second floor.

But to be honest, even if there are joints on the water pipe that can be settled, it is definitely not an easy thing to climb up. However, after a while, he successfully stood on the balcony.

"This woman... is too much." Jiang Shu looked at the iron railing door in front of her, and was speechless for a moment. If she guessed correctly, the railing was special steel, and looking at its slightly lit warning sign, it was probably still active.

He turned sideways and looked at the room in the iron railing, but the half-covered curtains made it difficult for him to see what was going on inside. Only the lights in the room passed through the semi-transparent curtains and shone on his face through the iron railings.

"So it's not illegally breaking in?" Jiang Shu squatted down, muttered to herself, pulling out a knife, and then quickly cut through the shadow of the iron railing on the ground.

"Bang--" As the shadow was cut off, the railings fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound, and a square entrance appeared in front of him.

Jiang Shu lifted the curtains and first looked into her head for a while. She found that there was no one in the room and walked into Sister Ruo's room with confidence.

The moment he stepped into the room, Xiao Ba Xiaowu, who was charging in the corner, turned red and took off. When he found out that it was him, the old god was slowly returning to the charging tank.

"I can only say that I am worthy of Sister Ruo." Jiang Shu sighed as she looked at the room that was devastated after not cleaning for two days. She sighed, and suddenly her hands had folded her clothes.

After a simple tidying up, he looked at the much cleaner room, carried two bags of garbage to Xiaoba Xiaowu, and asked, "Where is your master?"

A number "1" appeared on the red Xiaoba's forehead, while the blue Xiaoba made a "waving" sound of water.

"Take a bath on the first floor?" Jiang Shu understood what they meant.

Xiao Ba and Xiao Wu nodded at the same time.

"Have she had supper?" he asked again.

Xiao Ba and Xiao Wu shook his head at the same time.

"Okay." Jiang Shu, who collected the information, went downstairs and glanced at the large bathroom with lights on, where bursts of water came from.

In fact, Sister Ruo’s room upstairs also has a bathroom, but there is no bathtub, so she prefers the bathroom downstairs.

However, if you shower first, take a bath, and then take a bath, Sister Ruo wants to hang herself for an hour or two.

Listening to the sound, it was still some time before Sister Ruo took a shower, so Jiang Shu walked to the kitchen and took a few things and some paste from the refrigerator.

Cook some porridge, stir-fry a side dish, and then put forty or fifty dumplings. Steam them for a while and then put them in the oil pan. More than an hour passed after one set of operations. After all this, Jiang Shu sat in the living room and boredly surfing the Internet to watch the news.

At this time, the performances in the night scene of the Black Currant Theater were all over, and a video titled "The heroine of the passerby successfully became Li Yuntang with the help of the magician. She actually said to the magician..." quickly topped the hot search of the lonely city video software Pili Pili.

"I have to say that no matter which world there is a title party." Jiang Shu clicked on the video and watched the video twice as fast as possible.

It's just a simple video with subtitles, but it's very clear. From time to time, it gives a close-up of the details on the stage when needed. This recording level is comparable to that of the TV station.

What unexpectedly, at the end of the video, the UP host was still actively guiding the atmosphere:

"In general, this magic performance is very exciting and an unprecedented art form, but what surprised me more than the secret of magic is that the magician Mr. Jiang Shu has a strong aura, and whether it is performance experience, line processing, or audience interaction, etc., his performance is not like a young man in his early twenties."

"Mr. Jiang Shu told us to believe in science, but I still can't imagine how he achieved such an effect on the premise that the mysterious coefficient is less than one. It is probably related to the poor information and some psychological skills. Finally, I hope that we can accept such a performance with a peaceful attitude, and we don't necessarily need to know the mystery."

"I think retaining curiosity and respect for magic is what we audiences should do."

After watching the video, Jiang Shu clicked on the homepage of the UP host again. The information shows that it was an editor and a reporter from a literary newspaper in District 7. In the past, most of the videos were recorded and recorded in theaters.

In the lonely city, these professional journalists can enter the theater to shoot after being authorized, provided that they do not affect other audiences.

"This guy took the title of shocking department and didn't do anything to cause war. I'm really unemployed." Jiang Shu touched his chin. Not to mention, the last words of this man moved him a little.

The magic atmosphere in China in the past life was very poor, full of hostility and understanding. Almost all live performance videos have words like "support" and "editing", as if they are separated from these two methods, and the magician is a waste.

And this is just because the effect of magic is beyond the understanding of some viewers, and it really corresponds to the saying - "Asiders watch the excitement, experts watch the tricks, and fools shout that I know."

At that time, Jiang Shu had also encountered such self-righteous things during her performance. After watching some magic secret video, she looked like she didn't tell the truth. He only used simple techniques to make the things confused.

However, even though the UP host has deliberately stopped the battle, there are still many foul voices in the comments section, such as "Trust", "Just act", and "Li Yuntang wants to praise people".

After a moment, another group of new forces joined the comment area battlefield, and fans who supported Li Yuntang began a comprehensive war of seeking ancestors and asking for the clan, from morality to reality, whether in terms of quality or quantity, and directly eliminated this group of conspirators with slander.

"It's worthy of me." Looking at the almost one-sided comment section at this time, Jiang Shu smiled with satisfaction, "It's really a magical stroke to find Li Yuntang, killing three birds with one stone."

"What are you laughing at?"

At this time, the bathroom door opened with a "bang", and the mist of water mist filled the heat. Liu Tingruo, who was wearing pajamas, adjusted her wet hair. As soon as she walked out, she saw Jiang Shu smiling foolishly at the simulant light screen.

"Nothing." Jiang Shu glanced at her. As soon as she came out, Sister Yu Ruo was still as cold as usual, so she restrained her smile and replied seriously.

Liu Tingruo walked over and stood beside him, glanced at his light screen, and after a long time he let out a "oh".

It was so great that I was dying. At this time, a message suddenly came, and a "ding" sounded in the living room, very crisp.

As we all know, Jiang Shu has no social relationship, so it is almost impossible for anyone to look for him except Liu Tingruo.

With such doubts in mind, the two of them looked at the small light screen curiously at the same time—

"I am Li Yuntang. Your magic is very interesting. I look forward to meeting you next time. Do not push your private account to others."

Jiang Shu moved her nose, and the wet fragrance came from her face with a cold sound, "So that's it."
Chapter completed!