Sitting on the plastic food stall chair that allowed his legs to hang in the air, Omo was not in a very happy mood.
It's not that no one gave him a chance to approach - of course, it's true that no one gave him a chance, but that's not important.
What matters is the smell of alcohol on the table.
There were also two rounds of commissions that went extremely smoothly even though he was still chosen by him.
There was no ambush or surprise attack on the successfully completed commission, and the recipient did not encounter any accidents. There was no need to go to the neurasthenic recipient to sign for it like the Pegaians did before.
For couriers who have been working in the logistics industry, such smoothness is the norm.
Even if it is a transportation entrustment of valuables, accidents and attacks will not always happen, not to mention this is the Jiemen District.
The crime rate on the surface of Jiemen District is not high. Even two years ago, the General Police Department won the Federal Security Medal.
Therefore, although the police officers in the previous incidents looked at Omer strangely, they were considered friendly.
After all, if it weren't for Omo, they would have had no chance of catching a big case, let alone catching a lot of habitual criminals and repeat offenders with criminal records.
It is not easy to accumulate achievements in peacetime, so during the riot caused by the Pegaians, the police team that arrested him thanked the angels profusely, with such enthusiasm that the latter felt a little confused.
Some couldn't tell whether they were police officers or family members of the victims.
When the capable angel mentioned this to Omo as a topic of conversation, the latter was not surprised.
I only believed that the Pegatron was probably responsible for other crimes, and he was a serious offender who could be credited to the entire team.
Because of this, the felons set out to hypnotize an entire building to cause you trouble - just to get more bad press for Penguin Logistics?
It shouldn't be just that, Homao thought.
If he hadn't joined midway, it would have been a combination of Angels, Texas, and Lapland. No, there might not even be Angels at all, just Texas and Lapland.
On the premise that Texas didn't take the initiative to ask for help, half of the Angels might not be here - after all, from the beginning, Lapland and the Angels gathered all because Omo asked Texas for help. this.
But compared to the capable angels who have various entertainment methods, Lapland can easily switch to the classic "find Texas", "observe Texas", and "interfere with Texas" links.
Omer would like to call it Lapland's three-step law - a formula he summed up from the information records of operators from Penguin Logistics and even Rhode Island. If you are too long, you can also call it Two Wolves. theorem.
That is, a lone wolf will definitely seek out another lone wolf that is less lone.
It could be harassment, it could be hostility, or it could be sword fighting in the name of love.
That is envy, that is longing, that is persistence, that is desire.
No matter how lonely the lone wolf is, he will still want to understand others and his kind, and even yearn for the other person's way of survival, but he does not fully want to replace them.
But the law of survival has always made her reject homogeneity, and the way she pulls herself is very clumsy and twisted.
Lapland is an excellent subject for observation, but this is obviously not the point.
The point is - this wolf combination will not know anything about the cosmonauts related to the cargo.
Even with the addition of powerful angels.
The original Penguin Logistics did not have professionals in this field. Although Yis could solve some urgent needs with first-hand intelligence collection, the ambush of the Pegatrons and the temporary information retrieval obviously could not achieve what Omo did. Quick and smooth.
Therefore, if Omo is not there, the Pegatrons will not only involve Penguin Logistics in legal and public opinion turmoil, but will also greatly delay the transportation efficiency of tonight's commission.
——Then this must be the other party's purpose, it sounds like they want to buy time for some kind of follow-up arrangement.
And even if you solve it in advance, you should still rush into the opponent's preparation stage, right?
How could it be calm?
With this thought in mind, Omo picked up the water glass in front of him, took a sip and then frowned, looking down at the colorless liquid in the glass.
Looking at the powerful angel and Lapland again, he saw that the two were chatting happily about tonight's commission, as if they didn't pay attention to the free time here.
So he expressionlessly threw the contents of the cup to the ground.
She even picked up her cup and sniffed it while Texas looked at her with doubts.
Looking at Lapland again, the other party turned his gaze towards him and saw the nearly full wine glass in his hand, with some regret on his face.
But Omo still had no expression on his face and threw the wine in the glass to the ground again.
"…when?"
When Omer used the teapot to rinse and clean the cup again, Texas, who had already reacted, looked at Lapland, who was raising his hands towards the two of them with a smile on his face.
Angel Tulumen was outside the situation, looking here as if something had happened, and asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, someone just didn't follow the rules."
It was said before that the boss would not drink wine when he saw Omer. In fact, Lapland ordered wine anyway, even Tom Yam-style liquor - this did not matter to Angel Angel and Texas Ben, after all, they originally ordered wine. The culture of the city I stayed in was also Tom Yam style.
Liquor isn't a big deal, but don't forget that someone is still on their period.
"What's the mentality of pouring wine for children and menstruating women?" He pushed back the cup that had been filled with tea, and Omo also cleaned his own cup.
But this did not prevent him from still locking his gaze on Lapland with a deep gaze.
A person who is indifferent to emotions and anger will not yell even if he is angry, and his appearance is ferocious. People who are familiar with him can naturally detect that this is a sign that he is a little angry.
He did feel a trace of anger for the first time in a long time. It was also a prank, and Lapland obviously did not have the sense of proportion that Arisuko did.
"Whether it is liquor, beer or red wine, it excites nerves, affects endocrine, and can easily cause menstrual disorders. The most direct impact is increased menstrual blood volume, prolonged menstrual periods, and even the risk of blood loss anemia."
The professional and steady tone made the boy resemble a doctor, but the milky voice made the scene seem extremely inconsistent, especially when he mentioned himself the next moment:
"Not to mention that my body is indeed young. On the premise that this organ is not fully developed, the liver also lacks the ability to adequately catabolize alcohol."
Being criticized by such a childish voice and face was a unique experience even for the experienced Lapland, especially the small face with eyes that were incompatible with the whole thing.
The solemn brown pupils have the style of a Rutlan defender, and the dark red that gradually emerges is a bit barbaric of the Sakaz people.
Seeing the two contradictory attributes coming together, she smiled happily: "Just kidding~"
"Both of your bodies are not that fragile, so why bother applying the medical conditions of ordinary human bodies to yourself."
"Don't make fun of your body. It's really hard to make people laugh."
"Then what do you want?" Lapland's smile remained unchanged, "Do you want to punish me corporally? Make me feel the pain?"
"Uh, you're not going to fight here, are you?" Angel Angel muttered, holding the wine glass. She thought what Lapland said was right. Everyone used to celebrate their victory by drinking for three days or two, and then they would suffer a hangover, and then they would end up hungover. , but there was nothing wrong with my body, even during those few days.
But it cannot be said that Linton is too serious. After all, his physical condition can make him self-aware.
She doesn't have any life tips, and her lifestyle is far from healthy. The doctor would give her a hard time during her annual physical examination, and her sister would even try to trick her into arranging another round of medical packages for herself.
On the other hand, Texas, Croissant, and Kong were very understanding and could even take care of others. When they used to make so much noise with her, she couldn't tell whether it was because they were in good health or just messing around with her.
The extra Linton in the team now reminds her of Bai Song.
They are both men, and they are also easy to get along with. Linton even looks younger than Baisong at the moment, so they are quite similar.
But he was different from the young man's restraint and humility, so no matter what he did, he was guided by everyone.
In this state, Linton looked more like a child and made people want to bully him, but instead he was more serious, serious, and stubborn than usual, and even dared to challenge Lapland.
I thought that Linton would be a gentle and cute young lady in his childhood, but why does he seem to look more like an elder than an adult?
Is this Mr. Shota? Is it an old man who cares so much about this common sense of life?
She was greatly shocked, and when she looked at Texas, who was sitting next to Omer, she also looked stunned. She probably didn't expect that the meal would develop like this just by pressing her cell phone.
Then why don't you give me some advice?
The capable angel saw the shock on her face fade away and waited for her to speak, but the other party just looked at her instead!
Why are you just watching? Does it really hurt?
So do you really accommodate me on weekdays?
Angel Neng's mood was complicated, with guilt and emotion confronting each other. She heard Xiao Linton's voice directly transcending her muttering, and continued as if she had not heard it:
"There is no point in corporal punishment. You are a person who has experienced the late stage of ore disease. Pain cannot teach you a lesson. It is difficult for you to empathize with others."
"Then what are you going to do?" Lapland, whose smile had already turned cold when the other party mentioned the mineral sickness, leaned forward slightly.
Putting his elbows on the table and touching his fingers like a tall tower, the pressure naturally appeared, but it could not shake the mind of the child opposite.
"I want a guarantee that I won't do it again," the boy said calmly. "I don't expect you to apologize verbally. I want to see sincerity in action. You owe me and Texas an assistance. It's just what we think." The extent of the sincerity of the apology.”
"Eh? Who knows how to define the scope of your sincerity? What if you force me to do something?" Lapland grinned and raised her hand to draw the boundary of her dark windbreaker.
Underneath is a white tube top with a fairly outstanding silhouette. Paired with shorts, it is a perfect summer outfit.
Cool and seductive, coupled with suggestive little movements and words, it can make the boy's eyes add a hint of contempt: "You are engaging in child sexual molestation."
"..."
(End of chapter)
