Sophia's white Porsche was smashed, and she replaced it with a BMW Z4 this time.
There was no driver or entourage, just the two of us, and she didn't raise the roof. The car drove slowly forward along the uninhabited road by the sea.
The scenery is nice, but a bit cold.
When the car left the no-man's land, people began to appear. I asked Sophia: "How long until we arrive?"
"About ten minutes away."
She then put the roof on and glanced at the shops on the roadside: "Do you need to buy anything? I have basic toiletries there, so you don't need to think about bath towels and the like."
"Is there any smoke?"
"Yes, it's specially prepared for you."
"Then no need, just go back."
She turned on the air conditioner, but the temperature in the car still didn't come up. I tightened my coat and said, "The reason why you invited me to your house again and again is because of Sergey, right?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Nonsense, it's not like you didn't see the way he looked at me after I got into your car and before leaving, as if he wanted to eat me alive. Even a fool can see that there is something wrong."
As I spoke, I felt cold under my feet, so I turned on the air conditioner to the highest setting: "This time I will help you block the gun. You owe me another favor, and you don't expect to repay me. Just don't cheat me."
Furthermore, if Sergey wants to take revenge, you must help me stop him, I don’t want to get myself into trouble.”
"Don't worry, you are my uncle's and my guest, he will not retaliate against you."
Sophia acquiesced in my judgment and started complimenting me: "I have to say that you Chinese people are indeed very smart. You can find clues from the smallest details."
I waved my hand: "Hey, come on, it's not that I'm smart, it's that you have experienced too few emotional problems.
The rules of your Holy See are really interesting. Seeing you like that, you seem to have a good impression of him, so why do you have to stick to your identity as a saint? Wouldn't it be better for the two of you to just get married and live together?
If you really don’t want to give up your position, just tell him directly that it’s impossible for you two, and let him completely stop thinking about it. What’s the point of trying to stop the gun with me now?”
Sophia didn't care about my complaints and explained with a smile: "Actually, I didn't specifically use you as a gun. My uncle said that he couldn't figure out your details and asked me not to offend you. It's best to have a relationship with you.
It happened that Sergey was coming to participate in the negotiation, and you were the only strange man he had never seen before, so I could only borrow Poxiadonkey and tell him that my uncle asked me to invite you to live at home, so that he would not come to the house.
If you come to me, you will save a lot of trouble."
"After all, aren't you still using me?"
"If you feel you have suffered a loss, I can compensate you."
As soon as she was nagging like this, I instinctively thought: "How to compensate? Let me tell you."
Sofia didn't pay attention to my expression, and answered naturally: "Being your guide, spending a few days with you in Vladivostok, eating more delicious food and seeing more scenery, isn't this a way to compensate?"
"That's it? It's boring."
I slumped back in my seat: "Instead of this, you might as well tell me the inside story of your Orthodox Church.
For example, how much money does your Holy See have, how many saints like you are there, how many priests are there, what abilities and weaknesses do you have, wouldn’t it be easier for me to kill you when we face each other in the future?”
This was originally a joke.
But Sophie Adam was serious: "There are sixteen saints like me in the Holy See, but it's useless even if you kill me. As long as God still exists, he can choose the next saint from ordinary female believers at any time and allow her to
Borrowing your own power, as long as you are no more than thirty years old and you are still a virgin.
As for the priests, there are a total of 1,796 registered in the register. Their abilities and strength are not essentially different from your ghosts and ghosts in the underworld.
There are even more deacons, more than 8,000 in total, but their abilities are not on the table and you don’t need to understand them.
As for weaknesses... I think you can see that, even though I am a saint, I am still afraid of weapons like sniper rifles.
The same goes for those priests. We are all human beings. Even if we have divine power, we will still be killed by modern weapons if we are not careful. Therefore, assassination is easier than head-on confrontation."
I was stunned: "Is this allowed to be said?"
"There is nothing that cannot be said. It is a secret to you, but not to Zhuo Yi."
While he was talking, the car had already entered the underground parking lot.
Sofia stopped the car, unbuckled her seat belt and suddenly looked into my eyes and asked, "But I think there is no conflict of interest between us, so Mr. Gu will not become our enemy, right?"
I shook my head: "It's hard to say. Zhuo Yi is my friend. If you force her now, you are forcing me. I can't just watch my friend being wronged, so I will take action when I should."
"I hope this doesn't happen."
She opened the car door and I walked out with her, but I always felt a little guilty in my heart.
I really can’t figure out the brain circuit of this hairy girl. She always seems to want to separate me from this matter, but this is not children’s play house. How is it possible to be hostile to each other without affecting personal relationships?
Anyway, whether I thought it through or not, Sophia didn't continue to struggle with this matter. She took me into the elevator, walked to the door of a room on the tenth floor, entered a string of passwords, and then made a 'please' gesture.
"This is my new home, let's see how it goes."
I walked in and was a little surprised.
Contrary to what she imagined, the house Sophia bought was not a large flat floor, but a very standard two-bedroom and one-living room, with a usable area of only fifty or sixty square meters, and the decoration was not very luxurious.
This is so inconsistent with her status. It feels like the houses Tong Ruoqing rents in the provincial capital are bigger than this one.
Quite surprised, I asked her: "Are you short of money?"
She smiled and replied: "Fortunately, although the subsidy from the Holy See is not much, it is enough for daily expenses. The damaged Porsche is the property of the Holy See, but this house and the car downstairs were bought by myself."
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"You saved up money to buy it? Didn't your family give you money?"
"I'm an adult and have an income, why should my family give me money?"
Instead, she showed a puzzled look and pointed to the room: "Come in first and then we'll talk."
I was a little embarrassed by her answer.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that my current house, car, and savings are not earned by myself.
Doing the math on your fingers, I am already a busybody. Is it ridiculous that I am still wandering around the world without doing my job?
Just as I was reflecting on myself, Sophia hung her coat at the door and walked up to me: "Gu Yan, I want to apologize to you first."