[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

Jian Jia packed her luggage, and this time it was Natasha who came to see her off.

"Is everything ready?"

"do not worry."

"Remember to send a message when you arrive."

"it is good."

Jian Jia smiled: "Do you need me to bring you anything?"

"Just bring yourself to the land of New York intact, and remember to come back on time." Natasha stepped forward and gave her a hug, "We will wait for you."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Jia was taken aback for a moment, she smiled, and pressed her lips tightly again.

Probably, apart from going home occasionally, few people have said that to her during these years of travel.

"it is good."

After saying goodbye, Jian Jia stored her suitcase, walked through the crowd, and finally stood in the security check line.

She straightened the collar of her windbreaker, looked up, and saw the man in front of the line carrying a small suitcase. He turned his head and smiled politely and shyly: "Can I ask what time it is?"

He was wearing a peacock blue woolen trench coat, an ironed shirt, slender and straight legs, and short boots.His hair was light, almost platinum blond, and he had a few freckles on his cheekbones, but his face was still handsome and his manners were elegant.

If it weren't for the sincere and friendly eyes of the other party, Jian Jia really thought he was making fun of her.

Don't you take your mobile phone or watch with you when you travel?How could you not know the time?

She took out her phone and reported the time.

"Thank you."

The other party showed a gentleman's smile.

After getting on the plane, Jian Jia was a little sleepy after having a simple meal.There were still several hours before arriving in England, so she simply put on a blindfold and fell asleep.

In the dream, Jian Jia dreamed of that weird scene again in a trance.

It seems that because of the imminent approach to England, the dream becomes more and more clear, and even the burnt smell of burning candles becomes more pungent.

Jian Jia stood on the spot, holding a sword in her hand, and stood quietly at the top of the steps.After the cardinal finished praying, his old face turned to Jian Jia's direction.His eyelids were drooping, and the ring on his hand was shining: "Wang—do you really want to keep this mage?"

Jian Jia was stunned by the sudden question.

"He is not a righteous person. He is a vampire in the night and the incarnation of Satan. The disaster is not worthy of assisting the monarch of this country. So, do you still want to abandon the country and stick to this decision?"

"This……"

The dream was too realistic, and the bishop's eyes fixed on her, not allowing her to refuse.

Facing this deterrent that implied coercion, Jian Jia couldn't help frowning.Why is this old guy threatening her?Still want to play the game of divine right?

"You don't have to ask."

Jian Jia took a step forward, her tone was firm and uncompromising: "I trust him."

wow——

There was a commotion below, the princes and nobles exploded and started talking in whispers, even the bishop suddenly turned pale.Just as he was about to say something, at this moment, a hoarse voice, colder than that of the polar region, faintly sounded: "Who has any opinions."

In an instant, as if a spell of silence had been cast, everyone fell silent and lowered their heads in horror.

Jian Jia followed the prestige and saw a man in a wizard robe walking slowly.Wherever he went, no one dared to stop him, timidly retreated to the sides to make way for him, the bishop's face also trembled, and when he looked carefully, his body seemed to be trembling, and the arrogance he had just disappeared completely.

Her gaze focused, and in the next second, she met a pair of extremely dark, extremely dark eyes.

That color is too black, like the abyss of hell, without end.

"what!"

Jian Jia woke up suddenly, and she gasped for breath.After a few breaths, a flight attendant hurried over and asked, "Ma'am, are you okay?"

"Oh sorry, it was just a nightmare."

Jian Jia shook her head weakly, and after apologizing to the people beside her, she couldn't fall back asleep.

This time, the dream told her that the other party was a man with black eyes, it seemed that he was indifferent and gloomy.

It doesn't look easy to get along with.

The damned Sword in the Stone is really digging a hole for her step by step for her to jump down.Can't you have an honest, warm, cheerful and friendly mage?

Jian Jia rubbed her brows and sighed.

……

After getting off the plane, it was already noon outside.

When Jian Jia passed the customs, she heard a noise from the exclusive channel on the British side, as if there was a dispute.After she passed customs, the young man also came out from the British passage.

He buckled the suitcase and smiled when he saw Jian Jia: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Jian Jia nodded politely.

After putting all her luggage in the hotel, she couldn't hide her tiredness and took a nap for a while.

There is another meeting to attend tonight.

After waking up, Jian Jia ate at the hotel's buffet.However, some British food did not suit her taste, and the taste was bland. She barely ate half full, and finally sat down and ate the rest of the fruit and vegetable salad.

Jian Jia began to regret why she didn't bring a bottle of dipping sauce or something.

She pulled herself together, changed her clothes, tied up her shoulder-length black hair, and put a little lipstick on her lips.

As soon as I went out, it started to rain lightly.

Fortunately, she was ready a long time ago, took out her umbrella, and walked slowly towards her destination in the hazy night.

Everyone in the police station was familiar with each other, so when Jian Jia, who was wearing a camel-colored windbreaker, walked in through the gate, all the police officers present were stunned.

——Is this the police officer from the United States?

She just put on light makeup politely, with a clear face and a calm demeanor. After nodding her head as a signal, she sat in her seat.

"Hey, let's get started."

The middle-aged police chief coughed, and brought back the absent-minded gazes of several male police officers.Jian Jia didn't care, but a police officer named Anderson on the opposite side pressed her.He blinked affectionately.

Jian Jia: "..."

She wanted to poke her eyes and thank you.

After the meeting, the guy named Anderson was left behind to speak. Seeing that he was about to come, Jian Jia hurriedly said goodbye, then turned around and left quickly.

This rotten peach blossom should stay in London to rot, she is not interested.

When I went out, London was gloomy in the dark, but luckily the lights were bright.When turning a corner, Jian Jia's umbrella almost hit a stranger.The other party was just an ordinary middle-aged man, wearing a black robe, who gave her a gloomy look, and continued walking without stopping.The two accompanying people also stepped forward side by side.

Jian Jia didn't even have time to apologize.

She watched the other party go away helplessly, but there was an indescribable strangeness in her heart.How is that feeling similar to the mage in the dream?

Before Jian Jia could recover, the people who were walking forward suddenly stopped.

They didn't know what to say, they turned around and stared at Jian Jia's direction.

Jian Jia was surprised.

The low, depressing sound of the cello suddenly sounded, and with the thrilling rhythm, the hidden danger exploded step by step.

Their faces were pale, like a group of ghosts, carefully sizing up Jian Jia's appearance.

She takes a step back.

"I am a policeman. If I act rashly, I will immediately shoot on the spot in the name of assaulting the police!"

Several people sneered.

"That portrait of the master is probably her."

"It's her, exactly the same."

"It's really effortless."

What portrait?

They were dressed like a cult organization, Jian Jia's hand subconsciously pressed on the gun, and soon she gave up this move.

Britain is different from the United States. There are not so many superheroes traveling here, let alone destroying half of the building. Once she does something, it will not only affect the law and order here, but also affect her work.

A few tens of meters away was the police station, but they blocked it.

She could only retreat, and before they could react, she fled to a hidden place and left with the battle suit Tony gave her.

So, now it's time to—

run!

Jian Jia threw the umbrella at them, and the water splashed all over them. She turned and ran away.

Before running a few steps, she heard a sound.

"Leg Locking Curse!"

What the hell is the spell? She is still the Little Fairy Balala...

"Crack!"

Jian Jia's legs went limp, as if tied by ropes, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment.She snorted, and the people behind her also rushed up.

"Damn..."

"Stop trying to resist. Muggles are in no position to say no."

What is a Muggle?

Jian Jia didn't understand what they were talking about at all, and she was a little annoyed by the fall, and she selectively forgot what she said before setting off.

She doesn't care about not using bgm and trying not to reveal her identity.

"Hey, do you know that it is very impolite to treat a lady like this?" She sat up with one hand, regardless of her disadvantaged situation, her voice was cold, "I don't mind, I will teach you how to behave."

In the British wizarding world, Death Eaters have been around for a long time, and they scare people like the Black Death.

This kind of insignificant threat is nothing at all.

One of them sneered.

Just when they were about to tie Jian Jia up, Jian Jia suddenly smiled at them.

The next moment, a song sounded in the minds of several people.

The rhythm is full and the voice is aggressive, so they can't help but follow and jump up...

"I have a pen, I have an apple

I have a pen and I have an apple.

(Uhh~) Apple-pen!

(Hmm~) Apple pen!

......"

They took out their wands and snapped them abruptly to the music.Jian Jia could even see their bewildered faces of disbelief in the dark night.

"I have a pen, I have a pineapple.

I have a pen and I have a pineapple.

(Uhh~) Pineapple-pen!

(Hmm~) Pineapple pen!

Apple-pen～Pineapple-pen（Uhh～）

Apple Pen~Pineapple Pen (um~)

Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!

Pen Pineapple Apple Pen!

Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!

Pen Pineapple Apple Pen!

......"

Seeing them jump up and down again and again following the rhythm of anger, their eyes can kill people, and what looks like a wand that has been broken is hanging pitifully on their hands.

If it hadn't been inappropriate, Jian Jia almost burst out laughing.

Cough, it's not a bad dance.

...Wait, she almost forgot, this song is not long, she has to leave quickly!

Jian Jia stood up, ignored the few people who were dancing awkwardly, and ran away quickly.

The traffic roads in London are very complicated. Jian Jia got lost after running for a while. She stood on the road in a daze, surrounded by rows of restaurants.

where is this?

At this moment, there was a movement behind him. Someone reacted faster than Jian Jia. He suddenly put the trench coat he had taken off on top of Jian Jia's head.

"Shh."

The opponent's arm embraced her, preventing her from resisting.

In just a few seconds, several people with gloomy faces hurried past Jian Jia, completely unaware of her existence.

Jian Jia was wrapped in a windbreaker, only her fair cheeks were exposed.She raised her head, saw that familiar face, and couldn't help asking, "Doctor Strange?"

The man close at hand was tall and tall, his slightly thin lips were tightly pursed, his lines were thin, and his cold gray eyes were quietly staring at her. In just a few seconds, Jian Jia had a weird feeling of being seen through.

"If you're talking about that skilled surgeon, he just happens to be my look."

If Watson hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known it at all.

"Hey, then you..."

"Sherlock Holmes."

Under Jian Jia's surprised gaze, he took a step back and raised his eyebrows: "Is this kind of hospitality considered warm, Jian Jia?"

As soon as Sherlock's voice fell, a burst of densely rhythmic drums suddenly sounded in the quiet mind just now, and then, the violin slowly sounded along with the high-pitched sound of the orchestra, melodious and calm, yet solemn, but always grasping the very ingenious rhythm .

Jian Jia was dumbfounded.

Wait, he is the great detective Sherlock Holmes? !

……

Because of this accident, Jian Jia was honored to be brought to Sherlock's home.

Her hand was cut, and it was inconvenient to find a doctor at night, so she had to ask Sherlock's roommate, the doctor, to help.

Along the way, she thought about what happened just now, and didn't talk much.

As soon as he entered the door, the man sitting on the sofa in the living room turned around in surprise, holding a bottle in his hand... Uh, old godmother?

Jian Jia's eyes lit up.