——A volatile gas with a bit of the saltiness of the ocean...
Wei Ke Raccoon Dog: [Eh? Isn’t Linton coming today? 】
Linton: [There is official business to deal with, which can be regarded as a problem that the mercenaries of the office have to bear]
Dragon of Spells: [Come on at work~ The guys under me also received signatures, and their work enthusiasm has increased~]
Linton: [In that case, should I be treated to the extra production capacity? 】
Wei Ke Raccoon: [Ugh...they are really bad people]
——The boiled red beans overflow with fragrance, which is a good product...
Genmiya-kun: [That guy Faron has done everything, it’s useless for you to blame the capitalists, unless you plan to prepare street lights for him]
Gui Kerrao: [It’s too hard to find a street lamp that can carry hundreds of tons of weight. Do you want me to find those super robots? 】
Moriarty: [Excuse me, I’m not going to the exhibition today because I have other things to do]
Kanlong: [I’m not coming either, I’m not on Earth. By the way, isn’t that businessman moving? 】
Wei Kerrao: [I don’t really care, it’s enough to know one of the guys who always go to jail]
Linton: [It sounds really touching. Do you have a story? 】
Guaikerao: [No! have! No prying to open the box! 】
Linton: [Is it so serious? I’m just asking for a story]
——The ground coffee beans are stagnant and extracted in the filter, and the scalding boiling water is being stained with dark traces...
There is a subtle mellow fragrance that makes lovers intoxicated.
Moriarty: [Explain that in this netizen’s story, there are elements that make it easy to open the box. How about that? Linton, do you have the enthusiasm for exploring the secrets? 】
Linton: [This is instigation, old man]
Guaikerao: [In front of the person involved, you two will be blacklisted! 】
Genmiya-kun: [Then stop for a moment, you two, actually I have received news from the businessman, [picture]]
Kanlong: [You are really kind-hearted, Yuan Gong-kun, why should you care about it]
Genmiya-kun: [After all, he is a member of the chat room, unlike the hermit who has no room for concern]
——Red beans, seaweed, and coffee, the three combined into one, become the cup on the table.
Of course, more importantly, some digital souls (crossed out) and thoughts must be added.
Sea grape red bean puree coffee, someone’s confident creation.
But just hearing the name, it is easy for people to suspect that this is a mysterious product of Dongyan Yangcheng, which is enough to make Omo look solemn.
Staring at the light screen in front of him, it seems that there is such a serious situation on it.
Gengiya-kun: [In short, the merchant sent a message, hoping that we can help him break through the imperial barrier. The words in the letter were almost pleading.
[How about it? Let’s discuss it. How should we deal with it? 】
Linton: [Assasina.jpg]
[But since he didn’t send it to me, then I don’t care~]
[However, I have to remind you that S-class wanted criminals with 40 years' imprisonment do not have the right to visit the prison at all, and will be escorted to a different space prison]
Wei Ke Raccoon: [Sounds like a place like a cosmic prison]
Linton: [Businessmen don’t have the charisma of Beria, and the chat room doesn’t have people from Zarrab, right? 】
Kanlong: [I will be stationed in Tianmen City for the past two months, and the card has been returned to Yuan Gong-kun long ago]
Stranger: [Your reaction is a little too quick]
Wei Ke Raccoon: [I quickly checked in and took my seat...]
【Huh? Who has blocked my account? 】
Kanlong: [Is it a raccoon dog? 】
Linton: [? 】
Genmiya-kun: [It must be Ke, I felt like him during the process]
Linton: [Shared account? 】
Moriarty: [Yes, but Linton, are you really dealing with official business? The frequency of water groups is very high】
Linton: [Of course I am dealing with it, but now I need some communication on the Internet to escape reality]
Wei Ke Raccoon Dog: [? 】
[Is mercenary work such a terrifying thing? 】
Kanlong: [Maybe, maybe not]
Genmiya-kun: [It seems that everyone really doesn’t want to pay attention to the businessman]
"I think this is normal."
Genmiya-kun's words were so nonsense that Omo couldn't help but sigh in reality.
Then……
When he realized this, he immediately regretted it.
"What's normal?" someone asked.
The voice was intellectual, calm, and had the charm of a mature person. It even sounded a little familiar, as if it had been heard in a certain game or animation.
But just like the legend that there are always three people in the world who are exactly like you, the threshold for similarity in voice is much lower than in appearance.
Omo even once had the experience of hallucinating the voices of familiar people in the live broadcast rooms of some virtual anchors.
In this era where modulated sound cards are so popular, some sense of familiarity should be decisively thrown away.
But now is not the time for sound tasting. In fact, what he wants to abandon is to pay attention to himself.
In this way, you can continue to enjoy the water chat room without any burden.
But unfortunately... there is such a hand, a hand wrapped in a black leather glove.
Take that cup of steamy white coffee a step further.
It was so close that it exceeded the hanging distance of the terminal light screen, and was almost under Omo's head.
Then the fragrant aroma rushed straight to his nose, making Omo tilt his head back slightly, but it seemed as if he had hit half a wall.
He was clearly sitting on a stool, there was no such thing as a chair back.
"Takumi?"
Omer turned his head and saw the shy smile of the red-haired and blue-eyed young man.
"Brother Linton, there's nothing I can do about it."
Before he could reprimand him, a warning sign rose up in his heart, causing Omo to turn around immediately.
When he turned around, he saw the owner of that hand.
The director of the Mukai Detective Agency, the fusion and spokesperson of Alphamon, Kyoko Mukai.
The beauty with blond hair and brown hair was leaning down and picking up the cup of coffee.
This pose makes the outfit with a wide open neckline even more seductive.
The vacuum-like white shirt directly demonstrates the player's hemispheric quality, which is enough to make any young man's mouth feel hot and his throat throbbing.
But not Homais!
He tensed up hard!
Although I have never had close contact with the opposite sex in the past nineteen years, I am still a young man with a lot of lust. What's wrong! 'Young people who are all limited to learning materials online, but he withstood it with amazing determination!
This may be due to the recent cohabitation life.
But more of it comes from fear.
People in the past lamented how far away the emotion of fear was, an unknown that could only be experienced in the Mewtwo experience.
But this year’s experience of fear has been a little too diligent.
There is even the current fear of a cup of black slurry that still has some soaked substance.
He would never dare to do anything like swallowing saliva in front of the other party at this moment.
Don't even dare to open your mouth!
I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, the normal coffee would be poured into my mouth.
But now there is no retreat.
Even behind him was blocked by Aiba Takumi.
Although he could directly break the counterattack with his demonic power, flipping the table like that would conflict with his purpose.
He was the one who came to thank the person for asking for help.
But how did it get to this point?
Omo's mind was spinning, recalling the ordinary but steady enough visit and thank you process when he came here. The reception between the two parties was also normal enough, until...
——The director suddenly walked towards her hand-grinding coffee machine.
And Aiba Takumi, who he asked for help, also told him that he needed to sort out the information in this area and asked him to wait.
So he took advantage of the flow of water and used it to transfer his feeling of being on pins and needles.
But in terms of results, it's obvious.
The so-called diversion of attention is just a cover-up to the imminent butcher's knife.
The breath of death finally came, and the executioner holding the blade was holding the coffee in front of him, his smiling face full of hope and expectation.
Ren still doesn't care about his coffee at all, right?
The sacrifice of Sunday's serenity seemed entirely unreasonable.
So at this moment, how to break the situation?
Think about it!
Think about it! Omer Linton!
If I can’t think of it anymore, I’m going to die!
"Master?"
The sudden confused greeting made the three parties turn their heads together, and Omo even subconsciously looked at the expressionless Ma Niang and said:
"You're back Bourbon."
Expressive? mechanical?
No, the machine is not stable - ah, there it is!
Omo reacted quickly and put his hand into his pocket.
In the hidden card box, a black flow of cards on the front page surged, and weird laughter flashed away.
But no harm!
Omer didn't expect to use it to release any kind of power, just a kind of synchronization.
Then!
She snatched the coffee from Muhai Xingzi's hand with precision and smoothness without spilling anything, and she was as quick and decisive as if she acted instinctively.
In the guilt-ridden and extremely sympathetic eyes of the young man behind him.
He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
