The float moved forward slowly, and more and more tourists came around. It seemed that residents of the entire city came to Central Park just to catch a glimpse of the Black Swan Dance Troupe.
At this moment, Ma Wei suddenly saw several men dressed in the same clothes appearing outside the tourists.
They wore clear black woolen coats, high boots and cowhide belts, with a revolver on their waists and thick ear-protecting winter hats. They walked back and forth in the outer area, staring intently. The Black Swan Dance Troupe on the float has a resolute and unsmiling expression, which is in sharp contrast to the cheering tourists.
police?
No, the police uniforms of the Romanov Kingdom are gray, they are not like ....
Ma Wei looked at this group of middle-aged men in black coats. He couldn't guess their true identities for a while, but what was certain was that these people were by no means affiliated with the School of Order, but came from other forces.
After all, in Ma Wei's mind, the Black Swan Dance Troupe must be connected with the School of Order. After confirming this, he can identify the position of the man in black.
If they were here to protect the Black Swan Dance Troupe, why would they stare at the object of their protection with hostile eyes?
Monitoring the crowd is their job.
Suddenly, Ma Wei saw a middle-aged man in a black coat rushing into the crowd, grabbing a thief who was about to steal his wallet, and using an extremely rough method, he picked up the thief by his collar and dragged him out of the crowd. Brought to his companions.
The man in black, who looked like the leader, glanced at the thief and waved his hand casually. Then the thief was dragged into the woods behind, his screams drowned in the fierce music.
after awhile....
两名黑衣男子擦拭着手套上的血迹，沉默的走了出来，而那位小偷....已经被揍得不成人形，挂到了树上。
Seeing this scene, Ma Wei was even more sure that they were not the police. Regardless of whether it was legal or not for the police to beat people, at least they would send the thief to the police station after catching them. But these men in black did not send the thief to the police at all. According to the wishes of the bureau, after some punishment, he was handed over to the local police.
"Teacher, the float is here."
At Daniel's reminder, Ma Wei retracted his gaze from observing the man in black and turned to look ahead. The float had arrived directly in front of him. The music was deafening and could not resist the enthusiasm of the tourists at all. Many people flocked to it. I stepped forward and tried to get out of the rope to have a close encounter with the Black Swan Dance Troupe, but I was stopped by the police.
Miss Jin Na, who was dancing freely, looked at the crowds on both sides while dancing, with a faint smile on her lips and a hint of crimson at the corners of her eyes. The clear black boy quickly passed through the crowd, and finally stopped on Ma Wei. .
Miss Jinna looked at Ma Wei who was holding Yunia in the crowd, her eyes glanced at the scale badge on his chest, her smile became wider, the corners of her red lips wriggled slightly, and she silently uttered a few syllables.
Then, the music ended and the float came to an end. She winked at everyone, twisted her slim waist, and walked into the float amid warm cheers.
"Miss Jinna is so beautiful!"
"Yes, yes, I have never seen a woman as beautiful as her! Black Swan really deserves it!"
There were unfinished judgments all around. Yunia held a straw in her mouth and was not interested in the performance of the Black Swan Dance Troupe. Instead, she asked in confusion: "Dad, aren't they cold?"
"Who knows?"
Ma Wei couldn't answer Yunia's question. He didn't know whether someone was cold or not.
However, daring to perform in a sequined outfit in a winter of minus 20 degrees Celsius is not something that ordinary people can do.
After the performance of the Black Swan Dance Troupe, there was a summary program. Ma Wei was not interested and mixed in with the dispersed crowd, walking towards the place where the float disappeared.
There are many people who think the same as him, including crazy fans. Anyone who wants to see the behind-the-scenes of the Black Swan Dance Company walks towards the depths of Central Park.
But they were disappointed. The float entered the preparation area, where entry was prohibited. The police waved sticks to drive away tourists.
Don't let everyone stay here.
Just when Ma Wei was about to turn around and leave, a man suddenly blocked his way.
The other person had a curly beard, and he had applied countless amounts of hair oil on his head. It was greasy and shiny. He remained motionless when the cold wind blew, as if it was stuck to his scalp. On the chest of his straight tuxedo, there was a nameplate: [Manager]
"I was asked to send you a letter."
The man handed over an unsealed envelope, bowed, and walked into the backstage preparation area without looking back.
The envelope was heavy and seemed to contain something. Ma Wei took out a black card and a [Staff] metal nameplate from it.
The black card exudes a delicate fragrance, with a sentence written on it in purple marker:
"Black Swan Dance Company looks forward to your visit."
There was no signature, no address, just an invitation without beginning or end, but Ma Wei smiled. He knew that this was an invitation from Miss Jin Na.
As long as you wear the [Staff] nameplate, you can smoothly enter the backstage preparation area.
"It looks like a certain aristocratic lady invited her crush to sleep with her after the banquet." Daniel, who is familiar with the aristocratic lifestyle, ruthlessly revealed the meaning behind the invitation.
"Teacher, go ahead and leave Nia to me."
"What stupid thing are you talking about?"
Mavi put on the staff name tag and said, "Of course Nia will go in with me."
"...The person invited you, so why are you bringing a child to the date?"
"Can't I bring my daughter to the appointment?"
"No...Teacher, you...well, why don't you take me with you too?"
"I was invited, so what's the point of bringing you along?"
"But you obviously plan to take Nia with you!"
"You are different from Nia..."
Putting aside the dull-eyed Daniel, Mavey turned and walked towards the backstage preparation area. After showing his staff nameplate to the police who were driving away the tourists, he passed through the blockade without any hindrance.
"snort!"
Daniel kicked a stone away and muttered: "What are you doing? I want to join in the fun..."
"Then just go and join in the fun."
Daniel suddenly raised his head and found that the person speaking was a policeman holding a baton. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"
"You must be Daniel. Although we have not met, you must have heard of my name..."
The skin on the policeman's face squirmed and quickly changed into the appearance of the letter. He looked at Daniel with a smile and said, "I am the Boss's right-hand man, one of the indispensable and important members of the Church of Truth... Letter Berger."
"Who?"
"......"
The orange cat squatting in the bushes next to him sneered mockingly.
Daniel didn't mean to offend, but he had never heard of the author's name, and Mavi had never mentioned it to him.
"Boss hasn't told you my story?" The source said with a somewhat confused look on his face: "I understand, you are definitely not a core member of the church."
"It's true that I'm not." Daniel admitted frankly: "So who are you?"
"Didn't I introduce myself? Forget it, I can't explain it to you. You will understand later."
Laiwen grabbed Daniel's arm and whispered while heading towards the preparation area: "I arrived in Tobolsk in the evening. I wanted to give the Boss a surprise, but I didn't expect that he actually went to have a tryst with Miss Jinna. Hum. .....I finally caught you, Fat Orange, follow me quickly! Let’s go in and watch the show!”
The letter disguised as a police officer did not attract the attention of other police officers. He easily bypassed the blockade, walked deep into the preparation area, and came to the huge Black Swan float.
People were coming and going around the float, and the staff were doing the finishing work. The dancers were wearing coats and sitting in front of a stage made of boxes to remove their makeup - except for Jin Na.
Letters and Daniel,
When Fat Orange arrived, he happened to see Ma Wei holding the invitation letter, stepping onto the stairs at the back of the float, and entering a small ajar door.
The staff of the Black Swan Dance Company were not surprised at all by Ma Wei's appearance, as if they had long been accustomed to it.
"Fat Orange, come up."
Lai Wen stretched out his arm, letting Fat Orange jump on his shoulder, and then lightly snapped his fingers under Daniel's blank gaze.
Uh-huh!
The two people and the cat disappeared instantly and appeared on the top of the float.
"What kind of magic is this?!" Daniel's eyes widened in shock and he looked at the message: "Who are you?"
"Do you know you're afraid now?"
Lai Wen raised his head triumphantly, and before he could show off, he was slapped by Fat Orange: "Are you done yet? Can you get down to business first?"
"..."
Laiwen reluctantly bent down, held down the top of the float, and silently activated the Siren's Tears in his arms.
A hole the size of a human head appeared on the top of the float, revealing a small room below. In the room...
Miss Jin Na, who only wore a thin veil, hugged Ma Wei very intimately.
Lai Wen opened his mouth in an "oh" shape, pointed at the two people hugging below, and met the eyes of Fat Orange, who was frowning.
Fat Orange rolled her eyes at him and signaled him to be silent, then lowered his head and continued to observe.
The two people hugging each other separated. Miss Jinna took Ma Wei's hand and walked towards the bed next to her. When she saw this...
The letter became even more unsettled. His teeth were gritted and he had an expression of envy and jealousy. He shouted in his heart:
"unacceptable!"
