With the click of the door lock, everything returned to normal.
Lu Mingfei looked back.
It was still the same guest room in the hotel, and the warm morning light filtered through the white gauze curtains, but some details were different. There was a depression next to Lu Mingfei where Chu Zihang had been lying, and the quilt on Xia Mi's bed was in a mess, not folded at all.
Tsk, this is right, this is the little junior sister he knows.
Shaved orange peels were scattered on the table, and Xia Mi's white cotton pajamas were draped on the back of the chair, with a yellow shorthand sticker stuck to it.
"Senior Brother Mingfei, we went out beforehand and ordered you a Chinese breakfast of fried dough sticks and tofu."
The signature was drawn with a cat's head, and Xia Mi's signature turned out to be a cat's head.
It was just a subtle change. The feeling of floating in the clouds and feeling unfamiliar with the world disappeared.
The dining car is still there, and there is still unfinished tofu in the bowl, which is delicate, white and tender, sprinkled with fragrant spicy oil, shredded mustard, sea shrimp, sesame seeds and balsamic vinegar.
A light yellow envelope was placed on the dining car, with "ricardom.lu" written in beautiful cursive script on the envelope.
“dear ricardo:
This is a mission email. Please go downstairs immediately after receiving this email. There is a black Maserati car waiting for you in front of the hotel. It has an Illinois license plate and the license plate number is 'cas001'. The person in the car will tell you the mission details."
The letter was printed on a piece of hyast hotel stationery. At the end of the letter was a purple World Tree emblem, which glowed like scales when viewed sideways.
This kind of anti-counterfeiting badge is only used by Kassel students. The last time Lu Mingfei saw it... was in his previous life.
"Next...it's time for Lu Tuhao to go online." Lu Mingfei muttered.
He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to discuss the price with Lu Mingze.
In my last life, I made 100 million U.S. dollars. How about doubling it in this life?
No... Professor Manstein will eat him alive.
It seems necessary to consult their most staunch and coquettish comrade--Principal Angers.
Lu Mingfei walked out of the hotel and saw the black Maserati parked on the roadside.
The slender hood has a sharp arc, like a shark jumping out of the water, and the anti-peep glass blocks the view inside.
As soon as he saw this cool toy, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of the flat Bugatti that his boss lost to him.
Seeing him coming, the car door opened automatically. Lu Mingfei sat in and raised his hand to greet the charming old man sitting in the car.
"Principal, I miss you so much! Come and give me a hug!"
The old man who was about to raise his glass was in a daze. He didn't seem to expect that the young man would be so enthusiastic. He could only hold up the glass and hug Lu Mingfei.
"I miss you too, my S-class. How was your summer vacation?"
"Forget it, I was dragged back from school just a few days ago." Lu Mingfei covered his face and sighed.
Angers helplessly spread his hands and said: "I didn't expect you to fail two classes in one semester, but it's okay. If you complete the next tasks well, I can use the principal's special rights to give you extra points."
Another passionate hug.
"Principal, this is what I've been waiting for!" The young man said with enthusiasm and murderous intent, "As long as you can avoid making up the exam, feel free to leave the next tasks to me!"
Angers put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Very good, I like the look in your eyes now!"
He handed over a beautifully printed document.
"Sotheby's Auction, one of the best auction houses in the world, is an important circulation place for art." Angers waved his cigar, "This is a 'directional auction' by Sotheby's, a so-called directional auction.
An auction refers to an auction of certain items that can only be circulated within a certain range by law, so only people with specific identities are invited."
"At directional auctions, we often find some unpopular but interesting collections. For example, we once bought a brass blowtorch of unknown age for less than 400,000 US dollars. Do you know that thing?" the principal gestured with his hands,
"It's the alcohol blowtorch used by chemists in the last century."
"I've seen it. It looks like a small flamethrower."
"That's right, think about it," Angers made a gesture out of thin air, as if he grabbed the base of an alcohol blowtorch and pointed the brass mouth at Lu Mingfei, "If we use the blowtorch sideways..." "
"flamethrower?"
"Yes! That's not an alcohol blowtorch at all, but a weapon, the work of alchemists in the 19th century. They usually call this kind of thing 'dragon's breath', and the fuel is not alcohol, but refined mercury-containing nitroglycerin.
It can emit a cone-shaped flame up to 20 meters long, has an explosive effect, and releases a huge amount of mercury vapor at the same time, making it a powerful weapon against dragons."
"so cool!"
"It's really cool. We often find interesting things in this auction. It's the same this time. There's something we hope to lend you your hand to take a photo of." Angers took a deep breath of his cigar.
"Principal, you have chosen the right person, I am very good at this!" Lu Mingfei swore, patting his chest.
"Oh? Really?" Ange was stunned, "I don't know that. I originally wanted to provide you with more opportunities to learn. After all, you are our only S-class, and I don't have much time.
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"Time is running out?" Lu Mingfei once again heard the desolation from the old man's mouth.
"At my age, how long do you think I can live?" Angers shrugged, "I am one of the earliest members of the Lionheart Society."
Lu Mingfei said with a serious expression: "Principal, I think you will have no problem living for another twenty years!"
Angers laughed loudly and said: "Okay, let me borrow your good words. If I live another twenty years, maybe I can be your son's tutor in the future!"
"Li Baoen? That's so handsome!" Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up and praised, "That's it!"
He looked left and right and realized that this was an elderly version of Li Bao En?!
Black custom-made suit, shiny Italian leather shoes, oiled hair that can be used as a mirror, and a bright red rose on the chest, he is coquettish and handsome.
Magnificent arias were playing on the speakers in the car, and there was actually a bottle of ice wine in the slot where a Coke should have been inserted. The sunroof above the head was open, and curls of cigar smoke were flying up.
The old man shrugged, flicked the cigarette butt out of the sunroof coolly, held the steering wheel with one hand, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
Amidst the roar of the car engine, he raised his glass and laughed boldly:
"Li Baoen is not as handsome as me!"
The shark-like car rushed out dangerously, ignoring the changing traffic lights, and plunged straight into the traffic flow. Several cars behind were forced to stop suddenly, blocking the intersection in various directions.
The "back-pushing feeling" highly praised by countless car enthusiasts hit him, and the old man drank the ice wine in the glass calmly and continued to accelerate.
Lu Mingfei grabbed the armrest with one hand, thinking that this old guy was still driving so... wildly!
Worthy of being the owner of Time Zero!
Li Baoen is not as handsome as you. His lifelong achievements are only to be the world's number one killer and to teach the world's number one gang boss, but you want to drag the entire dragon clan to be buried with him!
Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and felt the wind coming from the car window and blowing on his face.
Before defeating the boss in the final level, the principal will be his strongest ally. This chapter has been completed!