Author: Shenyou Buzhou Mountain

The woman applied shaving cream on the tall young man's cheeks and continued to stroke and massage it. White foam gradually rose up and soon completely covered the bearded part.

"Sir, please lean your head back as much as possible." The woman took out the razor blade and whispered:

"The blade is sharp."

"As you wish, ma'am." Elroy lay on the wide chair, tilting his head back.

Andrew looked at this picture and suddenly said coldly:

"Elroy, what on earth are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking that I should invite this lady to dinner." Elroy winked at the woman:

"If your husband doesn't mind...well, it doesn't matter, we can go together as three of us."

Andrew glanced at the wedding ring on the woman's hand and sneered:

"Elroy, it's not wise to flirt with a woman who's shaving you with a sharp blade."

"Love is always dangerous."

"Hey..." Andrew shook his head and smiled, then said:

"Don't change the subject. You know, I'm asking you why you were caught. In that situation, I couldn't pursue you anymore. You could easily escape."

"Being caught complies with the rules I set."

"What?"

"That's right, Andrew." Elroy closed his eyes and smiled happily:

"I came out of the Louvre Museum that day, carrying the portrait of Mona Lisa. I just felt that the starry sky was brilliant and the night breeze was refreshing... I got interested and wanted to add some fun to the escape."

"So, I set a rule for myself, [no blood should be seen when escaping with the famous painting]."

"As a result, I was surrounded at the Orlando International Airport in Florida. In the chaos, I stabbed you in the thigh. You broke the rules, so I was arrested without mercy."

"Pfft..." The woman who was concentrating on shaving him couldn't help laughing:

"Sorry, Mr. Ellroy, that precious painting is still under heavy protection in the museum. My sister went to pay homage to it last month..."

She stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

Because the woman discovered that Mr. Andrew, who was always known for being steady and serious, had something wrong with his expression.

"Elena, what this person said is true." Andrew smiled:

"At Christmas last year, he stole the Mona Lisa. The one on display now is a fake."

The woman's hand holding the blade suddenly shook, and a small wound was opened on Elroy's neck.

"I'm very sorry, sir, I'll take care of it for you..."

"No, ma'am." Elroy got up from the recliner, took a towel, and wiped the foam off his face:

"Thank you for your service."

Unlike when he first came out of the prison, Elroy had changed his clothes and had his hair and beard arranged.

He has a typical Western handsome appearance, with white skin, a high and straight nose, deep eye sockets, and exquisite facial features. What is impressive is that Elroy's eyes are very rare blue-gray heterogeneous pupils. When his eyes are slightly lowered,

, somewhat elegant and decadent.

The woman pursed her lips and somehow blurted out:

"Mr. Ellroy, you seem... melancholy."

Depressed? Andrew stared into Elroy's eyes and sneered in his heart, he is depressed, your grandma is a paw!

"Okay, Elena, thank you, everything is fine here."

Andrew asked the woman out, leaving him and Elroy alone in the room.

Elroy watched the woman leave and said to Andrew:

"No matter what happens, can you allow me to be free at night?"

"You...Elena?"

"Well, she glanced at me when she left, and I knew exactly what information was hidden there."

"Hmph...you saw the wedding ring on her hand and interfered in other people's marriages. God will not forgive you."

"I am a gentleman. If I had to choose between a lady's request and God...then I would have to say goodbye to heaven."

"If I remember correctly, Elroy, you are not afraid of killing women and children. This is not a gentleman."

"Oh my, you are still so innocent and cute." Elroy's melancholy blue-gray eyes were filled with a smile:

"The true meaning of a happy life is... to make everything you do consistent with your own will and do what you think is right."

"So why steal the Mona Lisa?"

"I gave this work the greatest legend. Do you know where it is now? Under the dirty bed of some homeless man in Brooklyn! God, what a great metaphor for art!"

"Heh..." Andrew sneered and threw a stack of information to Elroy:

"Look quickly, I know you have a photographic memory, you remember them all in your head, and then you burn them in your room."

"Information about the temple... yo? Is this to annihilate a cult?"

Elroy started to read through it, at first he was careless, but as he reached the end, his expression became more serious and his speed slowed down. It was obvious that his brain was running wildly, and his thinking and judgment did not stop for a moment.

Finally, he put the data into the destruction machine and sighed:

"So...during the six months since I was imprisoned, have I lost touch with the world?"

"That's not true, because no one, including the FSIA, knows what's going on."

"Let me out just to find this Patty Brown?"

"To be precise, we found traces of the temple through Patty. If we can establish contact, that would be great."

"Oh...what's in it for me?"

"When you are released from prison early, you can move around North America as you like, but remember, you are still a wanted criminal in Europe."

"It's a very generous offer, I accept it."

"Okay, Elroy, it's an honor to work with you."

"Pfft... Andrew, your unwillingness to shake my hand has high artistic value."

"...don't talk about those things that are available or not, we will set off in five hours."

"Change it to seven hours, have you forgotten? Ms. Elena and I have something else to do tonight."

…

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of downtown Seattle.

Olivia and Patty appeared at the edge of the forest.

There was a slight vibration on the ring, and the blond woman once again activated a spiritual technique and observed the huge city in front of her.

In her vision at this time, twisted currents and cotton wool were entangled in the air, exuding evil thoughts of ominousness and destruction. The big golden hair transformed into [Spiritual Technique·Tracing Dog] chased evil thoughts in the city, constantly marking them.

's gathering place.

"The situation is more serious than imagined, but it's not to the point that I can't handle it." Olivia breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.

She touched the head of the girl next to her and said with a smile:

"Let's go eat a burger first."
Chapter completed!