Skillfully operating the radio station, Hermione first connected the radio to some short-wave channels in Paris.

This is some short-wave channels that people often use, such as traditional radio stations or personal broadcasts, which will be used on this channel. She wants to use the movements on these channels to determine what kind of scale the riots she sees are. It is only the one she saw in front of her eyes, or the whole city has fallen into it. These are things that need outside information to determine, and the movements in these short-wave channels are the best sources of reception.

Follow Hermione's thoughts. The best situation at this time is that everything is as old. Whether it’s the bells and whistles of news stations, or the music that sounds harsh to her, or the nerves, it’s a conspiracy theory that is subjective and arbitrary. As long as one or two of them remain normal, she can feel a little more secure. Unfortunately, not.

No matter how she adjusts her short-wave band, she can only receive a silent feedback. This made her inexplicably a kind of worry, that is, the world will not be left alone.

"Hell, how is this possible?" Hermione, who had seen the wind and the waves, quickly dispelled her crazy thoughts. You know, even in the original Britain, in such a disaster, these human beings have not broken contact.

The mayor of the City of London personally took the seat and posted refuge information on the radio. The radio is not the location notice of each refuge, that is, the distress signal from the individual. Although it is certainly a chaotic scene of chaos, but in any case, it is stronger than today’s quiet situation. This is not bright, it will not be broken.

Anxiously took the tool and checked the cordless station. After confirming that the radio did not have any problems, Hermione re-adjusted the band and turned the band to the national channel.

According to her thoughts, it is now such a big movement, even if it is to appease the hearts of the people, the National Radio should also make some comments in this regard. Regardless of whether this speech is squinting and swearing, there is always better news than no news.

However, still not. Only silent rustling came from the radio, making Hermione's heart seem to fall to the bottom. She can't think of why, she can only try it in vain. And just after she had been so vain for hours, finally, the vague voices came out of the radio.

The sound was very weak, and it was so weak that it was almost inaudible in the harsh current. But Hermione still put on the headphones as usual, but carefully adjusted on the band.

Turn left and twice, the sound is getting louder and it sounds like a female voice. Right click, the words gradually clear, I heard that she is singing. By the time Hermione found the most accurate channel, the song screamed at once, and Hermione’s own high artistic accomplishment was distinguished. The sorrowful and touching song on the radio was just a famous musical. The singer in the Phantom of the Opera.

"thinkofme, thinkofmefondly, whenwevesaidgoodbye.rememberme, oneinawhile, pleaseprisemeyoulltry"

This is the man's singer from this low female voice, but it is a few more strange, more a bit of sadness. Of course, the skill is very high. Even if it is always in the upper class, Hermione, who is used to the so-called music, has to admit that the singing of this female voice is really powerful, even if it is a special concert in Vienna.

However, the beautiful songs can't change the situation today. And in such a situation, Hermione can't be like the people in the movie, listening to such beautiful songs and forgetting the dangers they face. She is not so irresponsible for her own life, so now, she is already shouting at the other side of the radio.

"Someone is there? Can you hear me? I need help here!"

"whenyoufindthat,oneagain,youlongtotakeyourheartbakandbefree-ifyoueverfindament,spareathoughtforme"

The song is not interrupted, but continues down. But Hermione can clearly hear it, and there is such a subtle gap in the middle. This means that the other party is not listening to her, but just feels that there is no need to pay attention to it.

This is not to give face, but Hermione does not care much. She just wants to listen to people and understand the specific situation outside. As for what to ask for, what might be the person who asks for it?

"Repeat, is anyone hearing me? I need help. Please answer, hear, please answer."

The wise Hermione always interjected when the woman sang the climax is about to reach the climax. It is like a person who has just stepped up and slammed it by another person. It feels that it will not be good, but natural, there will be inevitably a fire in the heart.

Once you forget it, you can barely endure it. But Hermione has come twice this time, and it must be that the Buddha will have a fire.

"Enough, shut up and listen to me singing. Is this difficult for you?"

The song on the radio side stopped and became the shout of a man with a rough voice. And such an unexpected change, of course, made Hermione a bit stunned.

It’s no surprise that male hair is female. Not to mention those talented people, even those who sing can imitate one or two. However, if you want to sing such a sorrowful and sorrowful sorrow, and at the same time, you can't do anything that ordinary people can do.

Put it on weekdays, put this reversal change into a video and throw it on the Internet, saying that a large number of people should not be called two gods. But now, at the moment, Hermione really does not have that spirit, to praise the man's singing skills. She was only interested in knowing the outside world, so she took the opportunity to talk about this man, and she immediately asked about it.

"Listen, sir. I don't have the time to listen to you singing here, and I think if you know what's going on outside, you shouldn't have the spirit to sing. If you don't know what's going on outside, if you don't know what's going on outside." , listen to me, open the window, look at the street, and tell me what you saw."

"What did I see?" The man's voice was full of doubts. Then, as if he had found something, he was obviously excited and yelled at her. "I saw it, I saw it. I saw blood and flames. I saw madness and chaos. Life is so fragile, it is the Mars swaying in the wind. The light disappears in an instant, leaving only the dark side is eternal. ”

The more the voice on the radio side is, the more fanatical it is, the more excited it is. Let Hermione sitting on this side be confused and confused, and even some can't help but linger in her heart, whether she meets crazy artists who like to take drugs.

When playing art, many people will choose drugs for the so-called inspiration. What has to be said is that some of these artists are really a bit of a skill. By grasping this kind of inspiration, they can really make some works that are remarkable. However, it is not the right way to take drugs, and the hidden dangers are often to make these so-called artists inconspicuous.

If it’s just a physical marketing, it’s just a matter of exaggeration. This is called dedication to art. It sounds quite decent. However, if the spirit of the whole person is made awkward and even the three views are distorted, then even if your work is amazing, I am afraid it is difficult to say a decent one.

Of course, if you are waiting for you to die, and your work is really amazing, comparable to Van Gogh's words, then it must be said otherwise. However, there are so many artists, such as Van Gogh and Beethoven, how many talents can there be?

Although Hermione agreed with the man's previous level, he did not think he could be as high as that. So naturally, in the face of men's crazy slang, she directly rudely cut off the road.

"Since you saw it, please shut up your mouth honestly, don't be so mad. If you don't want to be the Mars in your mouth,"

"What happened to Mars? Woman, you have to know, how small human life is, without burning it without any waves, and finally annihilating it in the ashes, then it is better to be a Mars, even if it is only a moment, but it also has you. The most brilliant moment in life, isn't it?"

"Then go, let's accomplish your brilliance. Hey others to do this stupid thing, but you are shouting behind the flags? The one I most despise is the **** who only knows big words in his mouth!"

From her own experience, Hermione apparently valued those doers, and looked down on those who only knew how to play. As for the guy who doesn't even know the brain, and who doesn't take human life seriously, she doesn't even have a desire to see him.

It can be said that if it wasn't for anyone at this time, Hermione really didn't want to say a word to this guy. Even if she is forced to deal with the situation, she must have a meeting with him. She also feels that it is better to say two sentences less than two sentences.

This is why she is unkind. In the face of such an unkind tone, the voice of the hoarse man across the face was a smile, and then it was a bit weird.

"No, no, no. You said it, this is a stupid thing. Of course I can't do it. After all, compared to doing this stupid thing, I still prefer to see you human beings, the spark that struggles in despair. I don't know, will your sparks be more dazzling than others?"

When she said "Ghost", Hermione immediately felt that it was wrong. She almost instinctively put away the headphones she wore, and then immediately pulled away the distance between the radio and the radio. But at this time, the vision has come with the words of the man.

If the radio does not need to operate, it is already starting to operate spontaneously. The song of the Phantom of the Opera came again, this time the voice was loud enough to echo in the entire safe house.

This time, the songs are not in the voice of those who are sad and sorrowful. There were also a few harsh male voices in the middle, which made the whole song strange. Listening to such a strange song, Hermione did not say anything, and fled the past in the direction of the escape route.

She knew that she had met the ghost again this time, just like the last time in the UK. If the last time I didn't say that I had encountered a strange blame in the middle of the flame, then maybe she would be buried in the terrible monster. At the moment, it is obviously not the last chance, because no one can jump out to help her now.

She must save herself, and for this reason, even if she said that she escaped from the safe house she regarded as a living base.

On the issue of life and death, Hermione can be said to be very clear, and also quite understand. Unfortunately, some things are not something that she can decide. It’s like at the moment, when this dark-spoken devil discovers her existence and treats her as her own hunting target, she doesn’t care what she wants to escape, it doesn’t help.

The dark phantom flew out of the dark corner in the song. It was only for a moment that it rushed to Hermione's body and pressed her whole person to the wall.

Hermione has struggled desperately. But obviously, it is obviously not that easy to get out of the hands of a devil with the physical qualities of her ordinary human female. So she could only watch the dark phantom sing the opera, and pointed her head to her little by little.

The song has come to the end, and the strange song has already come to an end. The fear in Hermione's heart was unstoppable at this time, and she could hardly control her body to tremble, and could not help but plead with tears.

"Let me go, beg you, let me go. I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

"No, you won't die. You just changed a way to survive, in my stomach."

The phantom smiled low and revealed his true feelings. If the broken mask put together a sudden burst of a large gap, like a poisonous snake, the fork of the fork licking Hermione pear flower with a rainy face, slowly entangled her neck.

With a bang, the neck was directly twisted into two sections. Blood spewed out, and then there was a huge swallowing sound, as if the sewer was swallowing something foreign.

After a moment, the ghost raised his head with satisfaction and wiped the blood stains on his face. At this time, looking at Hermione, it is already a clean and dead person who has been sucked up in the abdominal cavity.

The internal organs of human beings are the most delicious food for his devil born in crazy music. Even if he just enjoyed a meal, he still has a feeling of inexhaustible feelings. After all, the ingredients are quite fresh and still quite top-notch. It is not surprising that he has such an unsatisfactory feeling.

"It's good, young and rich girl. If you can find one, then it's wonderful."

The phantom devil whispered in a whisper, and the words were mostly reluctant and emotional and imaginative. Now he is already immersed in his own world. What he did not find was that behind him, the girl who had been cleaned by him, there were some strange things happening on her body.

The flesh and blood squirm, the body trembles as if she is still alive.