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"I need to write so many words for what I ordered?"

"Nobody's life is easy!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The alley is very noisy.

Dirty children laughed and ran in Hengxiang, rehearsing meaningless words like a joke, spreading northward to the comfortable and laid-back street, and resounding southward to the down street, which was a mixture of fish and dragons.

The width of the lane is only four meters.

Henna is standing at the intersection of Hengxiang and Xiajie in her overalls. Crossing the main street is the hotel where Carmen hides. Crossing the Hengxiang to the right is Lundy Coffee Shop, crossing the intersection diagonally. That building is what she cares about. Lucas Winery.

She has been standing in this position for a long time, for about a minute or so, the crowd will naturally avoid her, so she doesn't need to hide, she just has to stand and get a clear picture of the surroundings of the winery.

There is no strange place there, white walls, blue tiles, simple carvings on the window frames, and thick curtains hanging from the second floor to the third floor, exactly the same.

This normality made Henna more concerned.

From the observer's point of view, she discovered for the first time that the observation environment of Lucas Winery was actually better than the hotel they chose.

Especially the room that has been put on suspicion has a wide view and a moderate angle. While looking after the street scene, it can also easily overlook the whole picture of Evelyn's natural atmosphere flower shop, which is the one that Lorraine and Leched agreed to meet. place.

Is it really Leched's observation post there?

If not, what is the matter with the reflection of the suspected wine bottle before?

If so, just hide behind the thick and quiet curtains, how many street details can the observer see clearly?

Why don't you go in and take a look?

Henna was a little tangled.

It is reasonable to say that getting in is definitely the easiest way to verify, but if there are really people inside, and you don’t want to be discovered by the [living people], you can only turn them into [dead people].

The two sides are now in the relationship of partners, right? The presence of dead people will probably affect the subsequent cooperation, and it will also affect the life of the person, but it will not affect the emptying, and the meaning of drilling will also be lost...

This is the so-called dilemma.

Henna looked at the window and thought, the corner of her eye caught a running away figure.

A young man in a kitchen helper walked out of the back alley of Lundy Coffee, crossed the street, and walked into Lucas Winery.

A cafe chef goes to the winery during working hours?

Henna didn't understand the coffee culture, and didn't know that there was a kind of coffee that would use whiskey instead of fresh milk, so naturally she became curious about helping the cook.

At this moment, across the lane...

"Sir, this is your waffle and cappuccino. It's a shilling and threepence in total. I'll put the list here." Les respectfully put the plate for the painter.

The painter's pen suddenly stopped on the paper, frowning and remembering for a long time: "Sorry, but I should have ordered Latte and Puff."

"Waffle and cappuccino at table 3, you remember it clearly on the list, you have a wrong memory, sir."

"List..."

The painter picked up the list in doubt, and saw the few words on it that were indeed written on waffle and cappuccino.

"This is not my list! Young man, I remember clearly that you wrote a lot on my list, and you said that life is not easy!"

[I need to write so many words when I order...]

[Nobody’s life is easy...]

[You wrote a lot on my list, and also said that life is not easy...]

"Is that so..."

The separated stream of people gathered together, like a beach rushing into the place where Hina was standing, and Hina was long gone.

Les felt his eyes dry and itchy.

He resisted the painter's noise and rubbed his eyes. When he looked up again, he suddenly found that the composition on the opposite side of the alley had changed.

"Sir, there was a woman there, right?"

"Woman?" The painter was taken aback for a moment.

"Yes, a woman, in good shape, dressed in a dark coat like a tramp."

"Do you want to divert the subject, young man?" the painter furiously, "there are no women in smocks at all! There is a fake bill between you and me! I have never seen such a despicable one. Commercial methods are like...like..."

"This is mine. Besides, please lend me a look at your paintings."

"Eh?"

Before the painter could respond, Les had already collected the bill and snatched the unfinished painting.

On the screen is the busy and crowded Xiajie ecology, buying, running, blackmailing, wandering... the vivid sorrow and livelihood are on paper, hitting a reef at the entrance of the street, squeezing into two parts.

However, the position of the reef was left blank, and the dazzling blank was left in the corner of the painting. The painter knew what was there, but couldn't draw anything.

"A monster..." Les muttered to himself, "It's so safe to be a companion with a monster..."

...

"I'm leaving." Harry said to Ryan as he lowered his head and buttoned his hat on his head.

"Walk slowly and say hello to Borg for me."

"I will."

The partner for many years does not need redundant blessings, not to mention that although this is the highest level of intelligence transmission, there are no incidental risks.

Risks are staked on the dignity of the boss. Regarding this reality, even Harry doesn't know whether he wants to win or lose.

Winning is very good, winning from an excellent partner, psychological satisfaction is no less than standing out from a duel.

Losing is also very good, if you can see Leheid angrily, maybe it will be more motivational than victory.

The boss of Jiu Ba Lian is such a miraculous creature.

Harry laughed mockingly, walked into the basement, opened the secret door, and turned around and appeared behind the Lucas Winery, in a mansion not adjacent to the street.

"It's like a hamster, you can never guess which cave it will emerge from."

Harry muttered to himself softly, erected the high collar of the trench coat, and reached out to open the door.

He didn't notice anything in the eyes behind him...

Henna stood quietly in the shadows outside a few houses, and her emerald eyes watched Harry turn into the main street.

"Is that you? At the flower shop four days ago, you stood beside Leheed..."

Against the flow of people, Harry walked towards the heights of Poe.

His stride was very fast, and he passed Evelyn's natural breath flower shop in a short while. Lorraine and Catalina were boringly enjoying flowers outside the flower shop, just like a pair of beauties in a tryst, and they couldn't see the slightest impatience.

Harry didn't bother to look at them, and went straight through. He soon came to the end of the street, and opened the door of a cake shop.

[Candy House in the Forest]

"Welcome!" The waiter in the candy house trot up to usher. "Is there only one guest?"

"It's a person."

"Do you like the position by the window on the second floor? It overlooks the entire Beacon Mountain, which is the best view in the store."

"I think I will like it very much."

"Please follow me upstairs and walk from here."

"Work."

After the unremarkable conversation, the waiter guided Harry up the stairs.

A revolving hidden door opened at the corner of the stairs, engulfing him, and spit out from the other side a person who looked like him, with exactly the same hair color and clothes.

The avatar quickly sat down by the window on the second floor, ordered the order, and looked up at Beacon Mountain comfortably, letting himself be looked up by others.

And Harry walked downstairs through the secret door, once again through the cramped tunnel, into the underground wine cellar of the Borg Pub.

The highest level of information transmission is now complete.

Five minutes later, Sig carried the small bag to say goodbye to Borg, took vigorous steps, and briskly embarked on her road to the appointment.

She will be 15 minutes late for this appointment.

Although it is already 2:37, and it takes at least 8 minutes for her to walk to the flower shop, that is, until 2:45 is the real appointment.

But God proved that the person who wasted the first half an hour was Lorraine Drake, and that debt should not be counted on her in any way.

Sigrit is still the pious and punctual Sigrit, keeping her promise to God when she was young, no matter who she is dating, she will always be 15 minutes late forever.

This is her announcement, using great time as a tool to tell her opponents elegantly and implicitly, [You have never escaped my control].

What kind of expression will Lorraine show at that time?

The real protagonist appeared on the top of the road, dressed in golden haze, and raised the corner of victory to his defeated opponent. Should Lorraine's face be unwilling? resignedly? upset? Relieved? Still convinced?

Seeger hopes to see the fourth.

Because Lorraine is a well-matched opponent recognized by her, such an opponent should have keen insight, strong self-confidence, the courage to admit defeat, and congratulate the opponent's generosity.

Without any of the above virtues, one cannot get rid of the persistence of winning or losing.

Without getting rid of the attachment to victory or defeat, people cannot be truly relieved.

only……

"Is this expectation too high for little Drake?"

"Or maybe it's too low?"

The magic sound exploded in his ears, maintaining the posture of swinging his arms and raising his legs, Sig transformed into a statue.

She was fixed in the very center of Wesley Street, a long distance away from the natural atmosphere of Evelyn. On the other side of the street is the candy house overlooking the forest of Beacon Hill. Next to the candy house is the Borg Tavern. .

She has only walked 42 steps from going out to now ~lightnovelpub.net~.

Sig heard the sound of his own heartbeat, a little anxious, a little messy, something was screaming meaninglessly regardless of distance, as if he wanted to express something.

It seemed to be a certain emotion, but Sig couldn't tell it.

Are you unwilling? resignedly? upset? Relieved? Or...convinced?

She turned her head little by little like a machine lacking oil, little by little, she saw her nose, soft lips, emerald-colored eyes, and finally a brown, angel-like face.

"I remember...you are..."

"Henna Jesra." Henna said softly, holding on to Sieg's neck, "My name, Henna Jesra."

"Where is Lorraine Drake?"

Henna raised her hand and pointed to the second floor of the candy house in the forest. Lorraine and Catalina sat side by side opposite the avatar, smiling and beckoning to Sieg.

Sieg finally gave a relieved smile, and his hands and feet recovered.

She stood firmly, raised her head and looked at Lorraine.

"So he changed the dating place without authorization, right?"

"Hmm." Hina thought for a while, "Katerina wears high-heeled shoes for the first time today, and her feet are worn out."

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