"Don't look around."
Weena, who was wearing a hood, held Breeze who was following her, and the two of them walked on the street, heading towards the place agreed upon with the Glasgow Gang.
Breeze also made a simple disguise to cover her face. A peaked cap pressed her thick hair inside. The small Wolper was lost in the crowd and was very inconspicuous.
"We are almost there. Indra was very careful when contacting us. She seemed to be afraid of being discovered by someone."
Breeze recalled the scene when they made contact. They did not have direct contact, but exchanged information through multiple procedures.
The person who came to contact was Indra, but the deputy of the Glasgow Gang was so cautious that he did not even show up. He only gave an address and a message requiring a face-to-face conversation.
Breeze frowned and said, "Could it be a trap?"
Vina said firmly: "No, if Indra is unfortunately caught, she will definitely use another imperceptible grammar to say that I will find a way to save her."
The night is getting darker, and although the streets are lively, the heat is already declining, especially on this not-so-famous street. Except for tourists in twos and threes, there are basically no passers-by walking alone.
Wei Na and Wei Feng were at the door of a love hotel. The latter opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at the pink neon lights and those tempting slogans, and asked blankly: "Are we in the wrong place?"
The young lion looked up at the house number, stepped forward and pushed the door open. When he stepped into the love hotel, he heard the sweet voice of the young female waiter: "Welcome, who are you?"
Just as she asked, she saw another customer walking in from outside. Based on her rich experience, she judged that both of them were women.
Women should be women, Victoria people are more unrestrained than usual, so even if two men came to stay at the hotel, she wouldn't be too surprised.
"Two guests, our store is holding a recovery day reward event..."
Before the preset words were finished, the first guest who walked in interrupted: "Please take us to the Dusk Love Room."
The clerk immediately stopped talking about soliciting business, glanced at the two of them calmly, and said respectfully: "That's it. Please come with me, two distinguished guests."
The Dusk Love Room had been booked earlier, and there was now a female guest in it. The two people in front of them obviously had their own goals. The three of them...
The well-informed shop assistant sighed silently in her heart. It was not like she had never seen a threesome before. It was not new.
Breeze followed at the end and went straight to the door of the dusk love room. The door cracked a crack. Vina pulled her in and ducked in. Then she closed the door and immediately spotted Indra standing behind the door panel.
The deputy of the Glasgow gang is not much different from when she left St. Martin. The only difference is that her eyes are full of worry, and there is no trace of the previous confidence and arrogance.
When Vina saw Indra, she didn't say anything. She opened her arms, hugged her companion hard, patted her back hard, and whispered: "Thank you for your hard work!"
"Master, you seem to be doing well."
"Let's put this aside, are you the only member of the gang in Londinium now?"
After Indra nodded to Breeze, he kept holding Vina's arm with his right hand without any intention of letting go. He nodded and replied: "So far, I am the only one left here. Morgan and Gawain are both recovering. We left Victoria for Colombia a few days ago, and we still have a stronghold in San Martin, which is more suitable for our survival."
"It looks like there won't be peace in Londinium any time soon."
Indra snorted: "It has never been peaceful. This country has never been peaceful since the regent came."
Breeze smelled something unusual: "Why, didn't it say that the workers on strike and demonstration have returned to work?"
"For the time being, I found out that there is a mysterious organization that is uniting the scattered working class and factory owners with weak foundations. They are also eyeing us. In order to prevent any accidents, I will ask Morgan and the others to move immediately, and then we will move on. Hiding in Tibet and waiting for the master to come back."
Vina listened to Indra's words and couldn't help laughing: "This is not like you. Don't you always hate using your brain too much?"
Indra has always been like this. When he was in the gang, he often had conflicts with Morgan, who was responsible for using the brain, and mocked him as a fool.
"Although I hate these things, there must be someone to do these things when the master is away. Morgan, that little idiot, can't do it well at all."
Indra obviously didn't want to mention this kind of topic too much, so he asked instead: "Master, have you received a royal summons when you return to Victoria now?"
Wei Na pursed her lips and shook her head slightly: "No, the royal family has never called me. I only have one purpose when I come back this time, to go to the Silent Church and get back what belongs to me."
Indra couldn't help but breathe a little quickly, and his eyes were full of nervousness: "Is it that kind of thing?"
"Yes, I have stayed there for too long, so long that people in this city have forgotten me."
Vina's tone was condensed and her eyes were fierce. She was very different from the confused one in Indra's impression. She knew clearly that her master had found a way forward, and as a subordinate, she had no choice but to keep up.
Breeze looked at her watch: "Vina, we don't have much time. Let's leave now. We can't stay outside for too long."
The young lion turned his wrist, grabbed Indra's wrist with his backhand, and said without doubt: "You follow me!"
"yes."
Wei Na added: "Someone wants to see you."
Indra asked tentatively: "Is it that doctor?"
"He has read you so many times that my ears are almost calloused. If I don't see you again, I worry that he will go crazy."
"Has the master decided to choose him?"
Wei Na was silent for two seconds: "Not yet, but he is indeed the best candidate for the prince. The problem is that there are a lot of competitors, and I don't like sharing with others."
This is in line with Aslan's habit of having only one partner.
As for the lover's issue, Wei Na doesn't think about it at all.
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"null!"
After the song was over, Sora walked down the stage tiredly. Suddenly he heard someone shouting from behind, and suddenly found that almost all the people from Penguin Logistics had arrived. He said in surprise: "Texas, Aneng, and Miss Lapland!"
"No need to be so harsh, just call me Lapland."
Texas said coldly: "You are not a member of Penguin Logistics and cannot be confused."
"I don't care. If the emperor says I am, then I am."
"No, you're not!"
"I am!"
"you are not!"
null:"……"
Angel Neng glanced at the happy enemies and said helplessly: "They've started again, don't take it too seriously."
Kong sighed, walked quickly to Texas, and said, "Dezhou, what do you think of my performance today?"
"Yes, your stage skills are getting better and better."
"Really? That's great."
With his hands behind his back, Sora lowered his head shyly while listening to Texas's compliments, rubbing one foot gently on the ground, not knowing how to continue the conversation.
On the other side, Zhou Jinru, who was secretly observing, clenched his fists and said bitterly: "Song should keep working hard. Even if he faces Lapland and Enchantress, there is still a chance. What about the Heavenly Fall series, and what about the childhood sweetheart series? In this way, will the blond with twin ponytails definitely lose? As long as he doesn’t take the initiative to die, he may not be unable to fight!"
Yuanshan next to him covered his forehead and said with a smile: "Doctor, what are you thinking about? How come the pure companionship between Penguin Logistics has changed when you come to it?"
Zhou Jinru said sternly: "Why did it change? What I said is right. Kong has always felt that she is lagging behind. She clearly didn't use the right method. How difficult is it to win over a Luper who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside? If it weren't for me, I wouldn't be able to make it." If you take action, you will end up personally."
Listen, what a scumbag!
Yuan Shan was too embarrassed to continue listening, and turned to the confused Melanza, "Miss Melanza, do you think there is anything wrong with what the doctor said?"
Not only is there a problem, it is simply a huge problem. Yuan Shan is good at divination and knows full well what kind of ridiculous ending the doctor will have if he carries out his will to the end. At this time, it is not too late to step back from the cliff.
"Huh? Oh, oh, the doctor is right."
Melanza replied blankly, obviously she did not hear the question asked by Qing Yuanshan.
But Zhou Jinru heard it clearly and couldn't help but muttered: "Isn't it just three people tango..."
It was approaching midnight, which was when the melodrama was about to enter its second act. Zhou Jinru discussed with Yuan Shan and decided that he and Melanza would return to the latter's private manor first, while Yuan Shan would go to Luo Shan after dawn. The Tokushima operator met up with the main force at the hotel where he stayed.
As for Penguin Logistics and others, Zhou Jinru had no intention of going with them.
"Let's go back."
He led Melanza into a car waiting on the side of the road. The two of them returned to the private manor smoothly and found that the reserve team members had already rested and they had not even gone out.
"Is this true for all MiGru?"
Melanza changed her clothes. Although she was still a little shy, the girl tried her best to look directly into the man's eyes and nodded: "They rarely disperse, and most of the time they do group activities."
"Well, I understand."
Zhou Jinru kept the question in mind, turned around and went back to his room to rest. He lay on the soft big bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
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"Bread, oats, sweets, wine."
", drama, music, arena."
"In Londinium shrouded in haze, a voice is calling to you and me."
"The silhouette in the shadows is approaching, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming!"
The second act, the wave of the times.
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Zhou Jinru opened his eyes. He was sitting in a moving city bus. He was wearing a thick black long windbreaker. His hands wearing black leather gloves were holding a cane across his knees. The cane was placed on the cushion. There was a deep crease in the newspaper underneath.
"According to Yuanshan's reminder, the second act took place two years after the first act. I was the valet of the Yinhui family two years ago. Am I still the same now?"
He immediately checks his identity, which is the same as at the end of the first act, the Mist Hunter (valet), nothing has changed.
"There is still a slight difference."
Zhou Jinru touched the gun bag under his arm, which contained his revolver and a handful of bullets. There was no such thing in the plot two years ago.
After touching the revolver in his arms, he felt a little calmer. He casually took out the newspaper under his cane and started to read it.
"Special report! Twenty factories in Londinium closed down in one day! The economic cold wave is coming?!"
"Mr. Mayor's speech! The stock market fluctuations are just technical corrections. Please don't worry too much and don't panic!"
After turning over two pages, the most conspicuous thing is nothing more than some topics with bold and bold titles. It is obvious that the newspaper intends to stir up people's emotions in order to achieve the purpose of selling the newspaper. As for whether anyone really cares about these, the media never cares.
Zhou Jinru closed his eyes and took stock in his mind: "Origin Stone Industry, which is obviously booming, has shut down twenty factories in one day. The so-called technical correction is just a rhetoric used to cut off households, and what can be seen in newspapers The mayor’s words indicate that the stock market’s decline is what happened in the past two days, causing panic in the market and a large amount of selling of stocks. What’s the reason? It’s not like some financial tycoon is coming to take advantage of it, right?”
After turning two more pages, a tidbit of tofu news appeared in his field of vision:
"The Red Stage is officially opened! Only you can't imagine it, but we can't do it! Do you want to experience the ultimate comfort? Do you want to know what it feels like to go to heaven? Then come to the Red Stage!"
Well, that's not where he wants to be.
Zhou Jinru closed the newspaper. Most of the content was discussing the recent financial market setbacks. Apart from that, there were very few other topics on the back. There was no need to continue reading.
Suddenly a figure walked past him and stood in front of the rear door, waiting to get off.
She was wearing a long gray cloth skirt, ordinary trousers that were too ordinary to distinguish, and a pair of black leather boots. She was the type who could disappear if she was thrown into the crowd.
She was wearing a light blue scarf and was quite tall. The shaking of the city bus could not shake her figure. When the door opened, the woman got off and left.
"I didn't admit it wrong. Although her clothes were really ordinary, I still remember her face. Oh, what a big change. If I didn't have emotional perception, I should have become an ordinary citizen who knew nothing about the car. .”
She is the heroine of this sitcom, Adela!
Zhou Jinru didn't hesitate, stood up and got off the car in a hurry. He saw Adela walking into the nearest theater and bought a ticket. The performance was about to begin.
He quickly followed and took out his wallet from his coat pocket: "A ticket, thank you."
Holding the stamped movie coupon in his hand, Zhou Jinru had mixed feelings in his heart. He was actually watching a movie in a sitcom, which felt like a drama within a drama.
I just don’t know where that Miss Adela is.
At the end of the first act, she was arrested and taken to the police station for theft, and the person who came to the rescue was Father Albert of the Silent Church.
Zhou Jinru pushed open the theater door and found that only the front row seats were occupied by the audience, and there were many empty seats in the back.
It seems that the economy is in recession and citizens are not interested in going to theaters to watch movies.
His eyes scanned the few spectators in the front row, and his heart skipped a beat because he didn't notice Adela walking in front.
"Where have you gone?"
Since the movie was about to start, the Mist Hunter had to sit down first, thinking that the second act had just begun, and it didn't matter if he lost it. He was not particularly anxious to get into the main plot.
The next moment, Adela in a gray cloth dress pushed the door in from outside and sat directly next to him.
