Darkness enveloped the earth, and it was pitch black outside the window.
There was no moon, only street lamps emitting hazy light, illuminating the surrounding area in orange.
Two beautiful wanderers who were forced to make a living lifted Wensley up from the ground. The man in front of them was unconscious on the roadside. They were calculating in their hearts how much money they could take out of each other's pockets.
"If this guy is rich, let's finish this job and stay out of the house recently. The world is becoming more and more dangerous, and there are horrible rumors spreading everywhere."
"Well, don't get your hopes up, this street has been abandoned for a long time and a lot of homeless poor people like to come here to spend the night."
"But he's well-dressed."
"A lot of the broken middle class are like this too."
Tai...and...
The words on the plaque are blurry.
Not far away, there is a two-story wooden house with an obvious oriental style. It is covered with dust and cobwebs, but guests come in and out from time to time. They say nothing and have expressionless faces, like puppets.
Seeing this scene, the two Orioles' faces immediately turned pale, they picked up the "fat sheep" and ran away.
Bumping and stumbling.
Wen Si was in a hazy state. He opened his sleepy eyes and muttered like a drunkard.
The two women walked back and forth on the street for more than ten minutes. In the middle of the night, there were few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, a few carriages passed by. They were also in a hurry and did not dare to slow down.
"who are you?"
When he walked outside a small hotel, Wensley woke up. He felt that his condition was very bad. He was top-heavy and his eyes were very dry, but his brain was still able to think.
"Sir, didn't you invite us here?" A wandering warbler reacted quickly, put his hand into Wensley's shirt, touched his lower abdomen, then slid it all the way down, and said with a smile: "Do you want to come by the roadside? This sounds really exciting, but you’ll have to pay extra.”
"That's enough." Wensley grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "You can go, I'll take care of the money."
God, what did I do when I was delirious?
In fact, Wensley didn't doubt Liu Ying's statement because he thought about how he had just eaten braised pork in Taihe Building. You know, that place has been abandoned for many years, and the owner had already died of illness.
A few minutes later, the two wandering orioles looked at the man staggering away with incomprehensible eyes.
"This guy doesn't know how to do it."
"Whatever, the money is given anyway."
The other celebrity warbler looked frightened, "To be honest, with such a big man, I'm afraid that the two of us will suffer."
Da da da.
The high heels collided with the floor, making a crisp and sweet sound, and the two women left together.
Chidswell Street.
The streets are particularly cold at night. In other neighborhoods, you can still see people occasionally, but this area is an exception. The residents have moved away long ago, and the police in the area do not dare to go out, even if the church has issued a three-piece exorcism kit——
Holy water, silver-plated dagger, cross pendant.
Of course, Lu Li also had these things. If they were placed in the past, they would also cause a certain degree of damage to the werewolf, but today is different from the past, so the metaphor may not be appropriate, but this is basically the meaning:
How could a werewolf blessed by God, who could release holy light at any time, be classified as a creature of darkness?
Even if the Pope saw it, he would not have such disrespectful thoughts.
In addition, after leaving the Sword of Sadhu to Duke, Lu Li didn't have any weapons handy for the time being. Therefore, he simply asked Mr. Vincent for a set of police equipment. The man was very enthusiastic and even used it as a fire stick. The pistols were issued.
Just like that, Lu Li left the revolver and drove the carriage around the streets. Every house facing the street was deserted. Only the smell of blood from last night lingered in the tip of his nose.
"The corner cafe...the corner...the corner..."
Lu Li whispered, driving the carriage from east to west, counting the house numbers.
No. 1 is a private clinic.
No. 2 is a construction company.
No. 3 turned out to be a colleague from a detective agency.
Lu Li stopped in front of No. 48. There was an elegantly decorated coffee shop. It wasn't big in area, but it was very stylish.
Large glass windows, polished floors, and wall paintings made of paint and gravel.
In the Financial City, men think that cafes connected to cigar shops are the most comfortable, and this cafe has a cigar painted on its sign.
"Hello."
A sweet voice rang in my ears.
Lu Li, who was looking at the wall paintings, raised his eyes and saw a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was not mature, but she still had the childishness unique to a girl.
"What are you going to eat? We provide all kinds of coffee. As long as it is available on the market, we will make it. We also provide food and desserts."
"A cup of hot coffee and two sugar cubes." Lu Li didn't rush to do anything and casually hung his deerstalker hat on the hook on the counter.
At this moment, he is a guest enjoying dinner. "Can you please help me match some hot food? I have a large appetite, so four dishes are best."
"Okay, we have newspapers in our store, you can go over there and read them."
The girl smiled, replied in a sweet voice, and then jumped into the kitchen.
She was probably happy because after opening, a customer finally came to her door.
The heating was on full blast.
Lu Li took off his coat, put it on his arm, and then found a place to sit down. It was a mahogany box. It was not a big place and could accommodate four people. In front of him, there was a newspaper from New York.
"Oh? The date is only twenty-one days late."
Three thousand miles of ocean and two hundred and thirty miles of land sent a newspaper.
Frankly speaking, after looking at cafes across the city, I couldn't find another shop that offered this kind of service.
In addition, there is a box of cigars on the table in the private room, and a sign next to it reads:
Three shillings a piece.
Obviously, this is a cafe run by a beautiful girl, and the service is warm and attentive. It may be the customer's problem, but I am the only one.
Logically speaking, a cafe should look like this: both the private rooms and the hall are full of guests, with the sound of knives and forks tapping and the sound of soothing and soft music coming from everywhere.
Just as I was thinking, the sound of music came to my ears.
Unfortunately, Lu Li didn't do much research on piano music. He just thought it sounded good. If the girl with mysterious origins wanted to express something through it, it probably came to nothing. It was just to flatter a blind man.
After a while, two salmons with shining scales appeared in front of them, like silver clowns.
Then, pan-fried halibut, fried eel, and lobster with melted butter appeared one after another.
Finally it was coffee's turn.
Since Lu Li did not specify a drink, the gentleman brought a cup of traditional English coffee and added two sugar cubes to it in front of the guests.
"Long time no see, Wensley."
