"Can't you just hang on the Internet and answer the question?"
"Same as that man?"
"His name is Morrison Linton, and he is my adoptive father...? You seem to have calmed down a lot."
"I'm not her."
"?Okay, what kind of soul is it this time?"
"Hehun."
"That's really reassuring."
Omer smiled, but he was thinking about the outside of that dream.
It was a quiet Sunday at that time, and the thanks he mentioned were not only dismissive, but also based on incomprehensible baffling, as if he was talking about something that didn't exist.
So...a person who is dear, gentle, and empathetic to someone else's shoes - you'd better be!
At this moment, he watched the other party wear the model lightly and openly, and walked out of the station with him.
He did not question the other party's identity, but began to consider condemning the other party's fare evasion behavior.
But before he opened his mouth, he was predicted by the other party:
"Actually, there is a swipe card." She tilted her head and said with a smile.
It wasn't the Manchester City teahouse, but Sunday's quiet face had a gentle smile on it, and the unexplained excess of femininity made Omer feel a bit horrified.
Especially the way the other person slightly raised his wrist afterwards was a bit playful and cute.
The original intention is to show the metal bracelet that slides out from the cuff, and there is an electronic card hanging on the screen, which also retains the deduction information.
But in the eyes of young people, what is difficult to accept is the contrast in temperament and personality.
The cute Sunday serenity with a gentle smile... always seems to be a bit of a danger warning, as if it will be silenced soon.
So he raised his hands in surrender, as if the electronic card the girl showed him was a threatening weapon.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
At this moment, the two of them were walking out of the subway. It was still quite a distance from home. Omo usually chose to walk, and this probably made it more convenient for the other party.
Even if you are a horse racing girl, it still takes some time to walk a distance of more than one kilometer.
Hmm... let’s not talk about the spirit body for now, at least the other party is walking at the moment.
"It's business... If it's business..."
The girl put her hands in the pockets of her iconic black windbreaker and walked with her head down under the street lights with the shadows of the trees. She seemed to be murmuring sleepily, which made Omo worry that she was not in good condition because she was far away from the main body.
Regarding the study of the soul, early scientific analysis all involved electromagnetic waves. Although the conclusions developed later became increasingly distant, it is undeniable that the soul is indeed similar to electromagnetic waves in some characteristics.
At times like this, it's better to let the other person feel more at ease.
So Omer even said gently and comfortingly: "Think carefully and don't be in a hurry."
Entering into the "misunderstanding" called familiarity, it was like a reappearance of the situation of walking with Mostima. Neither of the two parties realized the strangeness of their attitudes until the horse lady suddenly raised her head.
The golden eyes that seemed to flash in the night reflected the action of the young man opening his briefcase and preparing to take out the plastic bags of ingredients.
"I thought about... something about negative energy."
"Oh?" Omo pulled out a bag of ingredients from the seemingly narrow opening of the briefcase and stretched the plastic bag into a small table-like shape. He turned to look at her, "Did you make a new discovery?"
He did mention the matter of negative energy to Zhou Jingjing, but that person's attitude seemed to care more about people's lack of interest than energy.
"It has something to do with Fuchu... and also something to do with a certain student of Treson... I feel it occasionally."
"It's a bit vague, can't it be made clearer?"
Although mentioning the Fuchu Racecourse can give some direction for the investigation, who doesn't want the information to be clearer? It's too vague to say something like 'related to a certain student at Treson. How many students are there at Central Treson? How many students are there with the name 'Treson'?
But when it comes to 'occasionally feeling'... He paused and looked at the girl who also stopped.
"I...don't remember either." The girl thought he was waiting for the follow-up to the previous question, so she felt a little embarrassed when she spoke.
But what the young man asked was: "Junior high school, high school, or university?"
"...College Department..."
"It really narrowed the scope a lot and helped a lot..." Omo turned back thoughtfully and felt a gust of night wind blowing. Sunday Ningjing was staring at him with a frown.
Especially the large pile of vegetables and meat in his hand.
"Did you just come back from shopping for groceries?"
Both of her ears were bent back with great force, a sign of alarm if not anger.
But what should she be wary of?
Omo tilted his head slightly, then nodded: "...Absolutely, you shouldn't be waiting for me to cook for you."
"I don't think you can do it to my liking, that's not the point!"
Sunday Ning Jing, who subconsciously retorted, glared at the innocent Omo, and then said seriously: "I saw the relationship between the gangsters and the mercenary group you mentioned before. This case does involve many forces, but That's not our goal."
"Of course, the purpose of the commission is to investigate Yugel Company, and the ultimate goal is to find out the status of the racehorse subjects."
"Very good, so you are circling a little far now," she said, not mentioning that she and Sirius's group were also circling at about the same position. She just hoped that Omo wouldn't suddenly disappear and let her wait for a while, "I'd better focus on you." Let’s investigate the dream, but there’s no need for it tonight, just have a good rest.”
"It's surprising to hear something like that."
Sunday Jingjing rolled his eyes at him: "Since you are a trainer, you must enjoy tomorrow's derby."
He said this as if the trainer was going to run a derby.
But even if this is not the case, for practitioners related to horse racing girls, it is indeed difficult to live without the glory of Derby.
There are more than 30,000 live viewers in each session, and there are countless live broadcasts. As the second game of the "Classic Triple Crown", for every horse racing girl, it is usually a once-in-a-lifetime dream to determine the top of her generation. Contest.
It is also an extremely difficult challenge.
'The fastest wins Satsuki, the luckiest wins Derby' does not mean that one is lucky enough to win the Derby title, but that Derby itself is a competition ground against numerology.
Girls who carry the souls of racehorses from another world will also face challenges similar to their racehorse destiny. That challenge varies from person to person and is not fixed.
But the Far East Derby itself is an unavoidable test, as long as you really intend to challenge the supreme rule.
Horse girls will pay attention, and trainers should pay more attention. As long as you pay attention to those fairy-like girls, it will be difficult for you not to care.
Even gambling dogs who don't care about Ma Niang at all will gather their friends to watch together, just so that their gambling funds can be paid smoothly.
Omer, who could win several of the above reasons, could only nod his head: "That's true, then should I say good night in advance?"
"Good night," Sunday Serenity rarely said in a gentle tone, and then the next sentence came in a vicious voice, "Bring out the terminal."
"Your tone will make me feel robbed." Omo sighed and raised his hand to show the terminal.
The next second, Zhou Jingjing turned into a swift black energy and penetrated into the terminal, quickly disappearing.
This also made Omer look back at the screen of the terminal itself.
I feel that the image just now feels a bit like a divine plan, but it is still more like a Poké Ball.
But...the university department...
Indeed... that arrogance can be said to be youthful and energetic, or it can be said to be disdainful after success.
Before figuring out Nayuger Company, we may be able to solve the problem of the proliferation of negative energy monsters first.
(End of chapter)
