[Black Cocoon: Okay, Miss Ke, I will help investigate the underground bars in Westminster District. Let's keep each other updated as soon as we find any trace of the "Red Light."]
Black Cocoon just sent the message, and his right hand holding the phone suddenly paused.
At this moment, a faint rustling sound came from the perspective in his mind. The hearing of the main body was restored, with vague sounds of water and snoring entering his ears.
Black Cocoon raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "Has the effect of the drug on the main body worn off? Although I still can't open my eyes very wide, judging from the surrounding sounds, it seems to be on a ship somewhere..."
He raised his head, looking at the Thames River in London upside down.
At this moment, indeed a small cargo ship was cutting through the white waves, slowly drifting from a distance.
"It seems my main body should be on that ship. Looks like the Salvation Society is about to take action as well."
