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Langham is a well-known luxury hotel in the West District, adjacent to the Oxfordcircus subway station, with a history of more than 100 years.

There were three people standing in front of the service desk, two of them were thin women wearing short skirts that fit well, the slightly taller woman handed over her passport, she smiled at the waiter, and spoke in a standard English accent: "I booked a room before, please check."

The waiter looked up at the two of them, only to see that Su Yuan occasionally whispered a few words to Zhong Ning, in a soft and gentle tone. It was obvious that the relationship between the two was a bit unusual, and at the same time, he noticed that the relationship between the two of them was very serious. Standing sideways is a tall, thin man, wearing a neat suit, with pale skin and an extremely cold complexion.

The waiter looked down at the man's passport, Carl... he muttered.

"A room... By the way, you are together?"

Some strange thoughts had already started to appear in the waiter's head. He looked back and forth at the three people, and almost asked bluntly in his eyes - "Are you going to open a room for 3P?"

Carl was very displeased by his stare, took a few steps forward, tapped the table lightly, "Sir, do you have any questions?"

Although the tone was very polite, but the look in his eyes was very unkind. The waiter was shocked by his appearance and did not dare to ask any more questions. The corner of his mouth raised a professional smile, "No problem, I will return your passport. Thank you for coming. This is the room card." .”

"Thank you," Su Yuan took the room card politely, and whispered to Zhong Ning, "Let's go."

……

The three turned around and walked towards the elevator. Su Yuan saw that Carl raised his hand to swipe the room card, and then pressed the 7th floor. He suddenly opened his mouth, "Carl, thank you for coming to help today," her words were meaningful.

Carl glanced back at her, his eyes were always calm, "It's nothing, I'm for myself," he stood a little in front, and when he saw the elevator door opened, he signaled the two of them to go in very gentlemanly.

Today, the three of them came to the Langham Hotel solely for the purpose of meeting Stockwell.But because it took a little effort to find his place, and the hotel refused to tell them the room number of Stockwell, Carl volunteered to come with them.

With Carl, it is not difficult to know what is in the room.

At this time, there were less than three days left before the dinner.

Ever since she heard that Carl was going to help them find the artist's room, Zhong Ning has been very curious. She even told Su Yuan with great interest, "Thank God Carl didn't grow into a voyeur, otherwise it would be too scary," Su said. Yuan didn't say anything, just looked at her with a smile.

But now, Zhong Ning has been standing behind Carl, watching him stand at the entrance of the long corridor, standing still with his hands crossed, calm, as if he is brewing something.

It seemed like an order, "Carl, let's start," Su Yuan said softly.

"I know." A cold voice sounded, since a few years ago, he had given up this ability, and if he hadn't been forced to do so today, he wouldn't want to pick it up again.

Carl's eyes were fixed on a door on the left, and his pupils gradually dilated, "..." After a long silence, he suddenly said, "There is no one in this room..."

Then, he started to walk forward, and he would stand in front of every guest room as he passed by, "Empty...couples...Asians...French...empty..." He began to count one by one , and then, the speed became faster and faster, so fast that Zhong Ning couldn't keep up with him.

After walking through many rooms, Carl finally stopped in front of a room at the end of the corridor. Zhong Ning couldn't stand still and almost bumped into Carl. Su Yuan quickly hugged her, "Be careful."

"It's here," Carl felt relieved, he rubbed his forehead, his face looked a little tired, "The man we're looking for, Kwell, is reading a book inside." He pointed to the door with his finger.

Su Yuan and Zhong Ning looked at each other in agreement, then raised their hands and knocked on the door, "Dangdangdang—" But the three of them waited patiently for a long time, but no one responded. Su Yuan glanced at Carl, "He Did you hear that?"

Carl stared straight at the door, nodded and said in a low voice, "He heard it, but he just didn't want to open the door...I've heard that Kwell's temper is very weird before."

"Stranger than you?" Zhong Ning almost didn't say this, and covered her mouth with lingering fear.

Su Yuan didn't notice the change in Zhong Ning's expression, frowned and knocked again, "Sir, are you there?"

It seemed that a long time had passed, until the three of them became impatient, the room was opened slowly, "..." An old man appeared inside the door, and Zhong Ning was stunned for a moment, it was obvious that she was hypnotizing The familiar faces he had seen before - old skin, frowning brows, and long silver-white hair tied up casually. The only difference was that Stockwell was wearing a large bathrobe at this time.

Seeing them startled slightly, Kwell said unhappily, "I'm sorry, you knocked on the wrong door."

"No, you are Mr. Stockwell," Su Yuan raised his voice to stop him.

Although the other party didn't look friendly, Su Yuan crossed his hands in front of his belly, maintaining an elegant smile, "We came to you today for a dinner party, can we go in and have a chat?"

But her politeness obviously didn't impress the other party.

Kwell frowned at her, then looked at Zhong Ning beside her and Carl standing beside her, "No," he seemed to have never thought about it, so he firmly refused, "I don't think there is anything to make you If you need to enter my room, you can talk here if you have anything to say."

Zhong Ning felt a little annoyed when she heard that, she pulled Su Yuan back a little unhappy, looked at the artist who was still wearing a bathrobe, and smiled instead of anger, "Okay, if you want us to talk about it here, just say it here, As long as it suits you."

Before Su Yuan could stop Zhong Ning, she looked straight at him and said, "You will die there at the dinner party three days later."

"..."

"What?" The expression on Stockwell's face clearly read the word "ridiculous".

Su Yuan saw that Stockwell's expression was a little unfriendly, as if he was really about to lose his temper, so he could only explain in a soft voice, "Sir, she has the ability to predict, and all of this is not a joke. If you understand that we are What are you talking about, can you let us go in and talk in detail?"

This time, it really worked. When he heard the word "prediction", the expression in Kwell's eyes obviously changed, "..." He moved away, and said in a low voice, "You guys Come in."

It was a well-decorated suite. There was a large living room at the entrance. There was a floor-to-ceiling window on the opposite wall. There was a reclining chair on the balcony outside the window, which looked very cozy.

On the sofa in the house, there were some blueprints and materials scattered on the sofa, as well as a few books, which were obviously what he was reading just now.

"Tell me, what's going on," Stockwell said as he sat on the sofa, not intending to invite the three of them to sit down.

Since coming to the UK, Zhong Ning has never seen such a rude person. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she still narrated the whole thing, from the dream at the beginning to the hypnosis later. The acquaintances died one by one, and in the end, I finally talked about the fact that I asked Ruan Qi to do hypnosis a few days ago, and I foresaw the death of three people in succession at the dinner party.

After listening to her words, Kwell's face became very complicated, and he completely lost the arrogance just now, "..." But he was not like other people. After listening to her, he asked several questions in a row, but remained silent all the time. It was as if the news of death hadn't been all that shocking to him.

Zhong Ning saw that he hadn't said anything, so she could only ask, "You should also have superpowers, don't you?"

"..."

Kwell was silent for a long time before finally opening his mouth, "Yes, I do have it." But he seemed only willing to say this, and didn't really want to express any more, and he didn't intend to tell a few people what his superpower was.

"..."

"Is this dinner really going to be held? I suggest you consider canceling it," Su Yuan took the initiative to break the silence.

"No." Unexpectedly, Kwell resolutely refused again after hearing this sentence, "This event is my life, perhaps the most painstaking event in my life, and it cannot be canceled anyway."

"..."

Zhong Ning didn't expect this person to say this, she thought that anyone would at least cooperate with them after listening to and believing what she said, but the old man not only didn't care, but was stubborn like this, she was a little annoyed up.

Could it be that they were exhausted from running around for these people, but they got this kind of answer when they came here. Is this event more important than three lives?

Zhong Ning couldn't help but took a step forward, grabbed Carl's arm and said to him, "This is my friend, he will die at that event, do you know that?! Your persistence alone will kill you how many people?"

Carl looked at Zhong Ning's excited look in surprise, and there was some complexity in his cold eyes, but he didn't say anything, "..."

Kwell's eyes changed, he stood up and walked in front of Zhong Ning, who happened to be a head taller than Zhong Ning, "Little girl, I'm sorry about this, but I will not cancel the event no matter what, anyone who wants to kill me They will come to kill me no matter what, and I don't care about those."

"As for your friend, if he doesn't want to die, then don't come." He glanced at Carl and said.

This time even Carl was a little displeased, his face turned cold, can this person speak? !

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Su Yuan walked to Zhong Ning's side and said softly, "Forget it, I think what he said is also reasonable. In fact, thinking about it carefully, canceling may be a correct decision, but it should be carried out according to the plan. "

"But..." Zhong Ning still couldn't calm down.

"Can you give me the list of people attending the dinner party?" Su Yuan suddenly mentioned another matter, "I want to see if there are any suspicious people in there."

Kwell stared at her for a while, but he was relieved, "Okay." He picked up the documents on the sofa and flipped through them for a while, took out one of them and handed them, "Here, that's it."