Mystery: Start with the Reader

v2 Chapter 490: Meet

On Tuesday morning, in a coffee shop in the Hillston district of Backlund.

After Fors handed the manuscript that was rushed out overnight to the editor lady, she watched her leave and enjoyed the new special desserts of this shop alone.

It's strange to say that although she didn't go out much before, she often patronizes this cafe because of the submissions. They didn't have pastries of this level before.

"Maybe it's a new pastry chef?" Just when she was thinking about it, a slightly older voice suddenly sounded in her ear:

"It turned out to be Ms. Fors, you..."

Fors hurriedly followed the prestige and found that Mr. Lawrence from the Abraham family had also appeared in the coffee shop sometime, looking at himself with complex expression.

"Hello, Mr. Lawrence, I didn't expect to meet you here..." Forsi wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, guarded her heart, and greeted politely on the surface.

Unexpectedly, the result of the last "horoscope" in my life actually pointed to the lady who buried An Lisa... Will she be the "apprentice" in the "prophecy"?

After turning this thought in his mind, Lawrence was about to respond to Fors's greeting, but suddenly coughed violently.

Cough cough cough!

He coughed so that his feet were soft, and fell on the seat next to Forsi, seeming to suffocate at any time.

As a doctor who graduated from a regular college, Forsi leaned down without hesitation and started first aid.

And behind the counter of the cafe, a girl dressed as "neutral" also ran over, seeming to want to help.

But she was quickly pulled back by the shop owner, as if she didn't want her to get into trouble because of this. After all, the old man's condition was not good at first sight...

After a lot of busyness, Lawrence's situation finally stabilized. He wiped away the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Fors:

"Madam, can you take me back to the hotel?"

"No problem." Forsi helped the other person to get up. Since the editor lady had already settled the bill, they walked out of the cafe without encountering obstacles. Just before leaving, Forsi glanced back strangely, because she remembered that when she came here last week, the boss and the waiter were not the same two people just now.

But she didn't care. After all, it is common for the shop to operate in Backlund, and this also solved her previous doubts-no wonder the dessert tastes so good, it turns out that the owner has changed!

When he came to the street, Lawrence looked ahead with his eyes slightly out of focus. He coughed slightly, and laughed, half sad and half self-deprecating:

"My life may have come to an end..."

...

In the back kitchen of the cafe, a face looks more than 40 years old, but the bare skin on the neck and hands is as delicate as a girl. The woman clicked on the "neutral" girl's forehead, and sealed the space with spirituality. , And then whispered in a low voice:

"You just went there to help? If I didn't bring you back, would you also help send the old man back to the hotel?

"Use your brain, if the old man who seems to have a certain identity suddenly dies, at least the one closest to him will be summoned by the police!

"Although I used extraordinary items to make the real owner of this store think that we are her relatives... But how can our identities stand to be investigated? Especially after that incident last night!"

The "girl" dressed as a "neutral" lowered her head and was being trained obediently, without daring to refute a word.

"Forget it, maybe it's because of your temperament that you are paying attention to that existence..." Seeing his appearance, the "lady boss" of the cafe sighed and muttered to herself, "But why does he always give it to you? I'm thinking of'cooking methods' in my head... I have never seen such a Cthulhu...

"According to the interpretation given by Emperor Roselle, the "Fool" in the Tarot card symbolizes innocence, simplicity, and possibility... Well, in its positive description, it often also represents the pursuit of novel dreams, the courage to take risks, and the yearning for freedom. Artists...

"Xiao Ke meets the previous points. No wonder he can'fit' with the gods... But does the final'artistic temperament' mean'cooking food'?"

The "girl" dressed as a "neutral" blinked her eyes when she heard her, and asked, "That one exists? Is it the one who saved me last night?"

"It's not the time to talk about this... Wait until the evening, after you recite the honorable name on the piece of paper I gave you, you'll know..."

...

In the southern continent, outside the city of Gulag, an old-fashioned sailing warship with a scarred hull slowly sailed into the military port.

After a while, Hugh Dilchar, wearing a navy officer's uniform, followed Vera, jumped off the deck, and onto the pier at the pier.

Under the guidance of the reception staff, they came to settle in an arranged villa near the military port.

After Vera put away her luggage, she invited Xio to order:

"Our mission is not over yet... but you have a day and a half of vacation time to visit the city of Gulain and enjoy the exotic scenery...

"This is a ‘welfare’ for you entourage officers, and it’s also part of the ‘mission’..."

"But we must be back before ten o'clock on Wednesday evening, and we will set off on Thursday morning to complete the follow-up tasks."

Hearing this, Xio thoughtfully said: "Are we still'bait'?"

"Maybe, maybe not... I don't know how they arranged..." Vera shook her head, and added, "If possible, try to go to bars, dance halls and other public places to visit, the resulting expenses Can be reimbursed."

"Drinking is not good..." Xio replied seriously, and then nodded, "I will finish the task."

After confirming the assembly time again, Xio took a handbag, left the villa, and walked towards the city.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor of the villa, Vera glanced at her far away back, then turned her head to look at the warship in the military port, and couldn't help but guess:

"The Luen military's plan this time is not small... I am afraid the'Rose School' will really be concealed...

"But I always feel that there are other calculations behind this incident... Loen’s people may not be able to benefit in the end...

"Especially that ‘Duke of Terror’ tried to test me...so ~lightnovelpub.net~ was Russell’s previous arrangement, or... he?"

...

Xio went to the bar to stroll around according to the "instructions", and then was disappointed to find that there was no difference in such a place between the North and the South, except for the more unusual shape of the wine glass.

Then, in accordance with the agreement with Abner, she called a "coffin" to a stop at the designated location and lay in.

Hugh was also quite curious about this "fresh" means of transportation, and quickly found out its loopholes-she couldn't see the road at all when she lay in it, if the driver detours or pulls her to other places maliciously , Can't find it at all.

The fact is just as she thought. When Xio opened the "slide cover" of the coffin and got up, she was not at the address she had previously reported, and the driver also disappeared, instead she looked at herself with a smile. Abner.

"have not seen you for a long time."