I Killed the Dragon

At the subway entrance, Gretty walked out easily with Mr. Robber, followed by Betsy, who was about to become a fan, followed by David with a dark face.

"Do you know David?" Betsy remembered what Gray said before, and she was familiar with David.

"Not very familiar, I have seen a few times." Gray smiled.

David hurriedly nodded behind, walked a few steps closer, and smiled, "Yes, yes, not very familiar, not familiar at all, we only met a few days ago, I only know his name, everything else I don't know."

He said that, on the one hand, he didn’t want to get involved with Gray, on the other hand, he also told Betsy that this guy is very mysterious and a dangerous stranger. Don’t believe him easily.

But after Betsy listened, she nodded like that, no one knew what it meant.

Out of the subway, the three of them walked to the nearest police station.

Gray suddenly glanced back at the black David, and said in surprise: "Are you still there?"

"I also think he should be handed over to the police, and I can also testify to you." David said with a serious face.

Betsy shook her head caringly, "The two of us can just send him to the police station. If you have anything to do, you can leave. You don't have to accompany us."

"This...this, Gray, don't you have a very important thing to do, leave it to me here, I promise to send him to the police station." David volunteered.

"What's the matter with me? How can this trivial matter be important? You have little arms and legs. If this guy runs away while going to the police station, can you catch him? It will hurt Betsy, I don't worry."

David gritted his teeth, quietly put on the dragon ring, walked to Gray's other side and whispered to him, "I promise to send him to the police station."

Shaking his head slightly, Gray continued to move forward, "I have nothing to do. You have a lot to do. I remember that you don't have much time to hang out outside. Bassaze is still waiting for you."

"Enough, Gray, you don't like Betsy at all, don't pester her." David didn't dare to let Betsy hear him, and continued to whisper, with an unseen anger.

"Betsy, when I listened to the broadcast yesterday afternoon, I heard a voice that was very similar to yours, very nice, is that you?" Gray ignored him and continued to chat with Betsy.

He did not plan to find a woman at first, because magic fascinated him more, but after seeing Betsy, he was sure that he was greedy.

"I did do a program on the school radio, but the audience was very small, and I don't know if what you heard was my program." Betsy lowered her head and said softly. Indeed, few people listened to the school radio. Afraid of making an oolong, making people laugh.

"Is it..." Gray seemed to think back hard, grabbing his hair with his hand, looking very distressed, "Sorry, I only remembered listening to your beautiful voice, but forgot the name of the radio station you said at the beginning. , You make me think about it."

"Yes···"

"Don't remind me, I must be able to think of it. After all, such a beautiful voice, I originally planned to listen to it today, but suddenly it was a little urgent, but I did not expect to meet the real person with the voice. I am so lucky." Gray's hand He continued to hold his hair, and suddenly some inaudible sound came from the wristband on his hand.

"Come on, Gray, you've been practicing yesterday afternoon..." David stopped the word magic in time, and his face was stunned, "Anyway, it's absolutely impossible for you to listen to Betsy's show."

"Huh?" Betsy looked at Gray in surprise, tilted her head and seemed to wonder if he was this kind of person. After all, he met many people who knew that she was broadcasting on school radio and would have heard his broadcast approach she was.

"Well, this is Betsy Barney, New York University Radio, I hope music can be with you." Gray continued to ignore someone, read her opening words, and looked at Betsy with a smile from the corner of his eyes. wrong?"

"Did you really listen?" Betsy looked at him in surprise, and unlike those who used this to strike up a conversation with her, he actually listened to it, and he could meet him by such a coincidence today, help her defeat the robbers and get them back The bracelet that grandma left her.

This is so amazing, so amazing that people can't believe it. Is this God's arrangement?

David looked incredulous and opened his mouth wide, "How could it be possible that you were with us at that time, how could you hear Betsy's broadcast? You must have heard it before, right?"

"I liked this song of yours yesterday, especially the lyrics in it. It is very artistic. You have a really good eye for choosing the song." Gray hummed with his palm against his head and wrist against his ears. .

"Impossible, Betsy, tell him that you didn't play this song yesterday, he must have sang a song casually." When David saw that he even dared to sing it, his face was gloating.

He was really sure that Gray had been practicing magic with them yesterday afternoon. The two in the middle tried to fight for a while under the suggestion of Bassaze. The two did not leave each other's sight during the whole process, and there was absolutely no time to listen to the radio. .

"Practicing is too tiring. I am busy listening to songs and listening to this intoxicating voice, which can relax people and do things in a better state."

"impossible···"

"David, don't talk anymore. The first song I played yesterday was this song, and Gray did listen to it." Betsy said, thoroughly confirming whether Gray was lying.

Is he lying? Of course he is lying. He is hungry for magic. How can he have time to listen to a small third-line radio station?

But who makes him have artificial intelligence far beyond this era? There are silly girls, aren't all things related to the Internet easily solved?

David listened to Betsy’s confirmation, tried to recall what happened yesterday, and slowly fell into self-doubt. Did he really listen, but he didn’t notice it?

Unconsciously, they followed the two into the police station, the robbers handed them over to the police, recorded the confession, and then came out together.

David suddenly brightened his eyes, rushed to Gray, and said excitedly: "You must have used some kind of magic, right? You read Betsy's mind."

Gray rolled his eyes to look at him, then looked at Betsy, his face was speechless, "Where is this kind of thing? Why don't you go back and ask your mentor to see if he can read the magic in Don't heat?"

Although he was indeed open, he was not reading other people's thinking, and he did not have such a powerful magical attainments.

What he relied on was only high technology, plus the trivial spiritual guidance in his speech.

This level of spiritual inducement is not even considered magic, as long as a little resistance is not successful, it just makes someone who has a good opinion of you increase a little more.

It is similar to the language inducement in psychology, but it seems more mysterious.

Betsy heard what he said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and suddenly thought of something, and looked at him strangely, "Didn't you say that you received treatment, why would you be like this?"

"I'm not sick." Seeing that the goddess also misunderstood himself, David couldn't stand it anymore. He stopped being a mental illness in the eyes of everyone, so the words in his heart just blurted out, "Magic is real, and it does exist in this world. Go, I’m just learning magic."

Seeing Betsy’s face of disbelief, David looked at Gray, who was learning magic with him, and said eagerly: "Gray, you tell Betsy that magic is real, not my random thoughts."

Gray sighed helplessly and nodded, "Magic really exists."

It's really possible for David to ask his rival for help at this time. Isn't he handing his opponent a knife?

When Betsy saw him like this, she was even more disbelief, "David, listen to me, you are emotionally unstable now, you need a professional doctor."

"Magic really exists." David said weakly, and then he raised his hand with the dragon ring, trying to hide the real magic for Betsy, telling her that he did not lie with the facts.