Chapter 192 Commercial Street

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Sean hurried out and met Mrs. Sarah and her family at the hotel gate.

"Oh, Mr. Dirac, where are you going?" Before Sean could reply, Sarah, who was blushing, continued: "We went to the Ocean City Amusement Park this morning, and Anna had a great time. !”

"Amusement park? It seems I have to go there too." Sean said.

After stopping politely and patiently, Sarah actually began to talk endlessly about what she had seen that day.

Sean listened to a paragraph with a smile and interrupted: "Sarah, I am anxious to send a telegram now. Let's talk when we have time in the evening..."

"Oh, young man, don't work too hard. You still have to eat when it's time to eat..."

Sean nodded repeatedly with a smile and kept walking.

After walking onto the street, his face instantly became gloomier.

"Sarah was in a strange state just now...

"The whole family is getting a little weird!"

Reviewing the encounter just now in his mind.

When Sarah was talking, Sarah, Nash and Anna had exactly the same smiles on their faces!

The mouth is open, revealing the same number of teeth, the wrinkles on the face are at the same angle, and the eyes are bent at the same arc.

As if possessed.

"Did they eat that kind of meat again?" Sean gritted his teeth and stopped a rail car.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on in this city?"

Sitting in the car, Sean looked at the passers-by with vigilant eyes.

"Olivia, be alert." Sean looked out the window. "If you find anyone following us, tell me directly."

This city where strange events are constantly happening has made him feel uneasy.

He didn't want to be followed by someone while searching for the "Queen".

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After passing through several branch roads, the tram finally arrived at the business district of Ocean City.

The commercial district is larger than the mission district, and the intricate streets divide this huge bubble like the veins of a leaf.

People walk leisurely in these "veins", and in the water above their heads, jellyfish shining with pink light float past, like stars visiting the world...

In the core business district not far away, the "Ecstasy Building" that symbolizes the center of Ocean City is no longer as shaky and illusory as the one seen outside the Shipwreck Hotel.

In the distance of the bustling market, searchlights pass through the sea water, illuminating the Ecstasy Building, which seems to be in eternal night, like a giant pillar in the sea, with intricate neon signs flashing high and low.

If he hadn't gradually learned the truth about the city, Sean might still have been fascinated by the sight before him.

Now……

He got out of the car with stern eyes, searching everywhere with his imperceptible spiritual hair.

Olivia said softly: "I didn't find anyone following me."

Sean nodded: It seems that only sensitive areas, such as the United Church, will be paid attention to by officials...

The attention he received was treated like an ordinary reporter...

The identity was not revealed.

After relaxing a little, Sean lowered the brim of his hat and walked into the commercial street.

The layout here reminded Sean of the European city of Florence.

To add to the flair, the floor of the commercial street is paved with cobblestones.

The stone shops along the street are painted in various bright colors, giving them an exotic feel. The circuit lights imitating kerosene lamps blend in with the environment.

On the streets with bright lights and flowers, if you don’t look up to the sky, you will see the jellyfish and whales swimming in the deep sea...

You will feel like you are in the streets of Florence at night.

Golden streets, hazy buildings, whales swimming across the moon...

Sean remembers seeing this scene in his dream...

The hair-raising feeling of déjà vu made Sean shake his head.

After passing a corner, there was an uphill road. Sean had just taken two steps when he saw several children running down the slope.

As if he couldn't stop, two children bumped into him.

After a few apologies, the child will leave.

Olivia grabbed one of the children's slender wrists.

"What's wrong, sir?" The little girl whose wrist was grabbed was about ten years old. She was wearing a red skirt. Under her short black hair, her innocent eyes were wide open and shining brightly in the light.

The face was dirty, unlike the clean and gorgeous Ocean City residents Sean had seen before.

"Children from the sewage area?" Sean observed the other person.

He was in a hurry to go to Wendy's store and didn't intend to pursue it. He just stretched out a hand with a serious face.

The big-eyed girl pursed her lips in annoyance and returned Sean's wallet.

Olivia looked at Sean questioningly. Just as Sean was about to nod to tell her to let go of the little girl's wrist, she heard a magnetic male voice coming from beside her: "Sir, do you want a sketch?"

There was an obvious Apennine accent in the other party's words.

Sean winked at Olivia, and the girl let go of the little girl's hand, and a group of children ran away cheering.

Sean stared at the man who spoke.

He sat under a street lamp, holding a half-eaten pencil in his hand and an easel in front of him.

The black hair under the beret is tied into a bun, and the face is thin and artistic.

An expression of disgust appeared on Sean’s face: “Don’t instigate children to do this kind of thing.

"Otherwise you're going to hell."

"No, sir, you misunderstood." The other party looked a little embarrassed, "I didn't instigate them to do these things.

"On the contrary, I have been urging them to stop...

"The reason why I hope you let them go is just because I happen to know their stories and feel some sympathy for these children who even have trouble eating.

"And..." the painter sighed, "if they are captured by the sheriff, their ending will be tragic."

Sean, who was about to leave, stopped: "Isn't Ocean City very wealthy? How could there be such a child?"

The beret painter's eyes were very calm: "I don't understand much, but these decades of experience have taught me that -

"There is no Utopia."

Sean looked at each other, while the painter calmly turned his gaze to the street corner and continued his painting...

After turning two streets, Sean saw the shop described by Moonlight.

"Wendy's Precision Workshop".

Sean did not approach the store rashly, but stood across the street and observed it for a while.

It was a shop with two display windows. Through the display windows, you could see many sophisticated gadgets on display and the clerks were busy inside.

Jingle Bell.

A young girl wearing a headscarf and thick glasses, holding a broom and a dustpan, awkwardly pushed open the shop door with her arms and rang the brass bell on the door. She clumsily drove the garbage into the barrel outside the door.

"Tina, after sweeping the floor, remember to dust the goods on the shelves!" A rich and high-pitched female voice sounded, and Sean's memory instantly returned to the town of Levin.

That was Wendy's voice.

"Okay!" The young girl named Tina responded crisply. Contrary to her positive voice, she made a face that she thought no one would see, and returned to the store cursing.

Through observation, Sean discovered that besides Wendy and this rebellious girl with glasses, there was another clerk in the store.

There seems to be no lurking danger…

After a group of tourists buying souvenirs left, Sean turned around and told Olivia to wait where she was.

"The other party is an expert in precision alchemy. Even with Naiya Shenyu's passivity, Olivia's disguise cannot be hidden from the other party..."

Sean once again confirmed that no one was following him around, calmed down, and walked towards "Wendy's Precision Workshop".