A cat with snow-white fur and bright black eyes walked gracefully through the crowd and came to Ma Wei. It gently rubbed its head against his ankle and purred.
"Are you Xiaomei?"
Mawei touched its head.
"Meow~" Xiaomei called.
"Xiao Hei, are you sure she can find Levine Berger among so many people?"
"Of course, meow!"
Slowly clenching his claws into a ball, Xiao Hei vowed: "Xiao Mei has firmly grasped Friday's heart. Poor Friday is being played by her. This is a serial plan I set up!"
"You...are a bit damaged."
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Ma Wei had a rough understanding of Xiao Hei's evil nature. This cat looked good, but in fact...
Full of bad water.
The kind that is evil and scheming.
It would be an understatement to call him a street bully.
I really want to cut off its balls...
"Go, Mei!"
Little Black waved his paw: "Go find Levin Berger hiding in the crowd!"
"Meow~"
Xiaomei turned around and got into the crowd, followed closely by Ma Wei and Yunia, fearing that they would be lost.
"Meow~"
"Meow~"
"Meow~"
Xiaomei's cry was mixed with reluctance, like a call between lovers, or a message sent by the queen of the sea when she summoned the fish pond.
Every time he screams, the tone will drop a little bit, and there will be a little more disappointment in the reluctance.
"Meow meow!!!"
In the distance, a middle-aged man stood at the door of the first-class carriage with a green ticket in his hand. He couldn't wait to get on the train. The box in his hand made a sound. Friday was digging hard at the box. He heard Xiaomei's call, and he was anxious. Want to go out and say goodbye to each other.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The middle-aged man with a mustache frowned and looked at the box in his hand: "Shh! Be quiet!"
The distant cry disappeared, Friday put down his paws in disappointment, and lowered his head in frustration.
It feels that maybe it will never be happy again.
In the corner of the crowd, Ma Wei stared at the middle-aged man with burning eyes and raised the corners of his mouth:
"Got you."
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"Attention passengers traveling to London on the J. Wesson train! The train will depart in 15 minutes. The doors have been opened. Please board the train in an orderly manner!"
The conductor holding a loudspeaker like a funnel walked back and forth, and the loud voice overwhelmed the noise of the crowd. People who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed towards the train.
As soon as the door opened, Levine Berger, who was at the front, rushed in and found his own seat according to the number on the ticket.
He purposely bought a seat by the window because he was afraid of being followed. He was the first to get on the bus and could observe the situation outside through the window.
The carriage made of wooden boards is boring and monotonous, without any decoration, not even a shelf for luggage. The first-class carriage only has an extra piece of less soft padding than the second-class carriage.
Don't underestimate this piece of padding, it can protect your fragile butt from splitting in half during the bumps of the journey, allowing you to get off the car with a more graceful step when you reach your destination.
After placing the brown plaid suitcase by the window and holding it with his left leg, the middle-aged man looked at the crowd outside the glass window and took out a small silver flask from his arms. He unscrewed the lid and took a sip. He drank it without a sip.
Everything was normal on the platform, no police appeared, let alone the unruly priest...
"call..."
He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back comfortably on the hard and soft chair, and thought about what to do next.
at this time...
A slightly chilly figure walked past him and sat on the opposite seat.
The middle-aged man glanced up subconsciously and saw a man wearing a priest Dalaris robe and a black woolen coat, with a black cat lying on his shoulder and a little girl sitting on his lap. He turned to look at Young man outside the window.
Marvie Enders.
With his eyes wide open, the middle-aged man leaned back in shock, his heart stopped, his breathing was heavy, and his eyes were full of panic.
He quietly hid the silver wine bottle in his hand, picked up the box, and tiptoed to sneak away...slip away...
"Are you leaving now?"
Ma Wei hugged Yunia and looked away from the window. His almost pure black eyes looked at the middle-aged man whose body suddenly stiffened: "How about we chat for a while?"
"..."
Seeing that the other party's attitude was gentle and did not seem to mean to take action, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, turned around and sat down: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"The blood rose has been returned to its original owner, hasn't it?"
"Why are you biting me so hard? I haven't offended you!"
"Of course you have offended me." Ma Wei said calmly: "And you offended me very seriously."
Frowning deeply, the middle-aged man fell into memories and racked his brains for a long time, but could not find any memories related to Ma Wei before arriving in New Ross City.
Not to mention Ma Wei, he has never even provoked anyone named Enders!
"If you can't think of it, then let me remind you."
As he watched, Mavi raised a finger.
"1? What do you mean?"
"One thousand gold pounds."
"???"
The middle-aged man knew what the 1,000 gold pounds Ma Wei was talking about. Not only did he know it, he also wanted to scold her.
"Please, that's the bounty offered by the Duke of Wales, okay! Why did I offend you?"
"I let you go and lost 1,000 gold pounds. Shouldn't you compensate me for this money?"
"I escaped based on my strength, okay..."
After muttering, the middle-aged man obviously lacked confidence. He also knew that with Ma Wei's cautious character, he would not let go easily. The other party did intend to let him go, but...
It's a matter of your own dignity, you must be tough, you must be tough!
"Pay me back, or I'll take you to the police station."
"you...."
The middle-aged man was speechless: "Why are you like this! Since you let me go, don't come here to ask for money! This is Chi Guoguo's blackmail! Blackmail!"
"No, this is called blackmail."
"..."
"The Rose Phantom Thief, who has been unstoppable for his whole life, can't even get out a mere 1,000 gold pounds? It would cost more to just sell a gem."
"I...all my money is used to help the poor..."
The middle-aged man took out his wallet and opened it. There were only a few poor silver shillings and copper pennies in it: "I distributed all the proceeds from the circus to the members, and the only change I had was used to buy cans for Friday. , I have no money, I really have no money..."
Seeing his nervous eyes, Ma Wei suddenly smiled, very happily.
"You...why are you laughing?!"
"Don't be surprised."
Ma Wei looked at him with a smile, took out the Book of Truth from his arms, rubbed the slightly rough cowhide cover with his fingertips, and asked in a calm voice:
"Mr. Levine Berger, do you believe in the truth?"
