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Kurosawa was still a bit surprised that Victor accepted the suggestion so quickly, "I didn't expect you to be a big fan as well."

Victor grinned, "Intelligent, aloof, and sensible. Of course, he is a fascinating character."

"Yeah."

Having found a fellow fan, Kurosawa put his hands together with an admired look, "I so admire Sir Conan Doyle for writing such a work. He must have been an amazing person in his usual life too."

Victor smiled faintly and didn't say anything. But Kurosawa was actually a little envious when he saw such an expression. "Why aren't you excited? We are going to Baker Street. Maybe we can become partners like Watson and Holmes later."

Victor was a little surprised, "We? Become partners?"

"Partner" was a word that was only used between Marcus and Lamont. Only they could be called partners. They were always together, even when they were on the

run.

Victor didn't expect Kurosawa to make such an offer.

That evening, Fernando called all the young children together. Victor and Kurosawa had developed a good relationship, which surprised Fernando a little.

Under the live broadcast camera, seven children began to introduce themselves to the audience all over the country. Victor was also among them. He had a generous manner, which made Sonia relax a little. After turning off the TV, Victor left the stage. On his way, Kurosawa stopped him.

He said, "I recognize you. You're Dixon's son, right?"

Victor froze. Then the boy extended his hand, "Then, I should re-introduce myself. I'm Sakakibara Kurosawa, the son of the finance minister."

Sakakibara Kurosawa...

To be honest, it was not a nice name. But meeting the sincerity in his eyes, Victor let down his guard a little and then said, "I don't think the others are friendly to us."

Kurosawa smiled meaningfully. They were not ordinary children. Or, it could be said that they were the same kind as Victor.

"Your guess is right. I think this is a contest."

Kurosawa took Victor to the corner. The camera followed and turned, capturing their back while they were chatting quietly in the corner. Looking at their backs on TV, those aged female fans couldn't help themselves but feel the two kids were so adorable.

At that moment, Dixon, with a duck-tongue hat on his head,

up

showed a sneer. He was on a flight to London. Those stewardesses the VIP sabin wanted to hook with this arrogant, indifferent man. But since his aura was too strong, none of them dared to approach him easily.

"Our people have found Ralph's trail." Carney whispered in his ear, "They're off too."

"Great."

Dixon lowered the brim of his hat and said, "My domestic identity won't be exposed, right?"

"No."

"You are Mr. Adam now. No one knows you're Mr. Borris."

Carney gestured and said, "The flight will land in two hours. Babur is already waiting there."

"Good."

Dixon squinted and said, "I always felt that the intention behind this show was strange. The show seems to want to be selected. But what kind of thing has to be selected from among seven children?"

After a while, Carney stared into Dixon's eyes and said quietly, "Maybe they... Maybe they want to make a new generation of the Seven Deadly Sins."

The veins on the back of Dixon's hand veined.noveldrama

A new generation of the Seven Deadly Sins?

'They want to wipe out the current generation of the Seven Deadly Sins, and then personally train seven new members? So, they start with children. So, the seven children chosen are all quite intelligent...'

Thinking of his own son was also among them, Dixon felt vaguely uneasy.