It took more than ten minutes for the passengers of the land speeder to get on and off. It was not until no one was walking on the gangway that the land speed boat slowly started to move.
"Have you seen enough?" Wei Yin yawned, "I didn't leave when there were few people. Now it's crowded and it's difficult to get out."
"It's the first time I see a land speeder. I always want to see a few more times." Leang scratched his head and said, "Let's go."
The two of them followed the flow of people leaving the station and walked outside the platform. As they walked, Wein suddenly stopped and looked in one direction.
Liang also stopped and looked over, but there were only pedestrians there, and there was nothing special worth paying attention to.
"What's wrong?" Liang said, "Did you see someone you know?"
"Yes." Wein nodded, "He is the famous 'Kingslayer'."
"Ah?" Leon was stunned. Isn't the "Kingslayer" the top assassin who killed the emperor four years ago? How could he be in Caspars? "Are you kidding me?"
"Otherwise?" Wein shrugged, "Do you really believe it?"
"Uh..." Liang held his forehead, this guy was really hopeless.
After walking out of the platform, Wei Yin looked up at the sky: "Did you bring an umbrella?"
"I didn't bring it."
"That's too bad. Fortunately, we drove here." Wein looked away, "It's going to rain."
Liang also raised his head, and the gloomy sky was filled with dark clouds. Suddenly, a drop of rain fell on his face. The crowd became noisy, and the overall pace quickened.
With a roar of thunder, in the first week of June, the storm that swept across the continent reached the Eastern Exile.
…
One week later.
Crash--
Rainwater fell from high altitude and washed the ground, and the whole world seemed to be filled with the sound of rain. Even though the Sword District had the best drainage system in Caspars, the streets were already covered with ankle-deep rainwater at this moment.
Leon was wearing a poncho and walking through the rain curtain with an umbrella. The dense blows on the umbrella surface were transmitted to his hands through the umbrella stand, but this was not the key. What was even more terrible was the strong wind rushing towards him, which was almost sideways.
The flying rain had blown over his umbrella several times.
In this kind of weather, both umbrellas and ponchos were reduced to mere displays, and could only give people some psychological comfort. Large swaths of water hit Leon's face, and then flowed down his neck, soaking his clothes.
After walking in the storm, rain and stagnant water for a long time, Leon struggled to remove his umbrella and opened his eyes wide to confirm that he was back in the office.
"It's finally here..."
Leon breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to the steps in front of the office, took out the key and opened the door.
"Hey, I'm back."
Compared to Leon, who was soaked in the rain, Wein was not uncomfortable staying in the house. For those who stayed in the house at ease, listening to the sound of rain outside the window was a kind of pleasure.
"Tsk, tsk, I'm soaked all over."
"I'll kill you..." Liang rolled his eyes, "You still say sarcastic words, who am I going out for? If you hadn't delayed the manuscript, I would have had to deliver your manuscript in such heavy rain.
Go to the post office!"
Liang didn't go out this time to buy daily necessities. In fact, during the days when the rain was light, Liang had already collected the supplies he would need for the next month. This time, he was purely doing it to help the person in front of him drag out the manuscript.
The guy who reached the end of the line sent the manuscript.
Damn, this guy went alone the first few times, but when it rained so hard, I knew how to order him around.
Leon took off his poncho at the door and put it together with his umbrella on a special rack to dry. Fortunately, he was wearing slippers when he went out this time. It was raining so heavily. If he wanted to pursue dignity and wear those exquisite moccasins, then
These shoes are considered useless.
After wiping away the mud on his feet, Liang said: "With such a heavy rain, there should be no business in the future, so there is no need to go out."
"It's hard to say." Wei Yin smiled, "In this kind of weather, the law enforcement agencies will be passive and slow down their work, but the private detectives will have more work."
"ha?"
He went upstairs and changed into dry clothes, then looked at the clock. Liang resignedly put on his apron and prepared for today's lunch.
After working in the kitchen for a while, he took the recipe and followed it step by step. Finally, Liang finished a thick soup. When he turned around, he saw that this guy Wei Yin had quietly appeared at the dining table at some point, with someone still sitting in his arms.
spread.
"...You guys are so scary."
"Huh?" Wein picked up a piece of white bread and said, "Did you hear that, Isaac, you are not allowed to sneak around in the future, it will scare the children of Leon."
"Meow! He is obviously talking about you, what does it have to do with us, meow?"
Leon: "..."
What he just said was "you".
After getting along with each other for this period of time, Liang found that Wein and Isaac had many similarities between the person and the cat. For example, they both spoke with a hint of sarcasm... But when they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, Isaac is sarcastic and rubbish.
His words are still far inferior to those of Wein, and he is often made meowing with anger.
Liang brought the cooked soup. Wei Yin took one look at it and immediately frowned: "Curry soup again?"
"I'm not very good at cooking, so I can only cook like this." Liang said, "You're a loser, you have no right to complain. If you have high demands, just cook it yourself!"
Although he is now responsible for the catering of the office, he basically learned it now, and he is not that talented in cooking. After thinking about it, making various soups is the easiest to get started. After all, there is water and a pot.
That’s it.
Especially after discovering something similar to the curry cubes from his previous life for sale in the market, Liang became even more comfortable with it. No matter what he cooked, just throwing in a curry cube at the end would taste good and he didn't have to season it.
It's just that every day is curry, curry, curry, and sometimes Leon inevitably has the illusion that he is in India...