While Miss Audrey was dancing, Hugh, who had participated in the strike march all day, finally returned to his comfortable home in Fors.
"Hugh, are you back?"
Seeing Xiu return home intact, Forsi finally felt relieved, and then said with some dissatisfaction:
"When did you go out today? Why didn't you say hello to me? You make me worried!"
"Why do Forsi's words sound so much like what I said myself..." Xio muttered in her heart, and then she got the answer confidently:
"Have you forgotten how you answered me when I got up early last time to investigate information?"
"Ah this..." Forsi scratched his cheek slightly embarrassed, "I was just confused at the time, okay, it's my fault, but can you leave a note next time? I'm really worried
you."
"I understand, I just accepted a mission." Xio did not doubt Forsi's intentions, nodded slightly, and then threw his petite body on the sofa.
"Mr. A's party is reopening tonight, are you going to check it out?" As if seeing the fatigue on Xio's face, Fors poured her a glass of water in a rare move. Xio took the cup and drank it in one gulp, then
He shook his head and said:
"I'm too tired today, and I have to get up early tomorrow, so I won't go. If there is a recipe for the Sheriff's potion, just remember to pay attention."
"What could make you so tired?" Forsi rolled his eyes and asked curiously.
"Protecting a workers' representative to hold a strike march was actually just walking along Backlund with a group of workers... My feet were sore from walking. I really don't know how those workers managed to hold on!"
In fact, the simple parade was not enough to make Xio feel tired, but she felt that the task assigned by Snow would not be too easy, so she kept her nerves tense, fearing that a bullet would fly out of the corner and blow off that Lavis' head.
, and after a whole day of fighting, I was able to help subdue two guys who were paid to cause sabotage.
It wasn't until she returned home that she was finally convinced that this task was really a commission worth about ten pounds.
"You didn't hide anything? Could it be that I'm really overthinking it?" Forsi was slightly surprised when Xiu answered truthfully, but he still agreed:
"It makes you, an extraordinary person, feel tired... maybe this is the price you pay for survival? Well, this sentence is good, maybe I can write it in a novel."
"So when will you start writing?" Although Xio was very tired, when he heard Forsi talking about writing a book, he immediately cheered up and asked.
"Well, inspiration, I need more inspiration. By the way, the time is coming, I'm leaving first!"
…the other side…
After scaring Mr. Fool as usual, Snow put on a hooded robe and put Lily on his shoulders. During the day, Lily had completely digested the assassin potion. Now, it is already a
The instigator.
Of course, Snow had an idea of how a cat should act as an instigator, but because of time constraints, he planned to wait until tomorrow to teach Lily through possession.
"You have to behave well in a while!" Snow gently scratched Lily's chin and smiled slightly as she looked at her with a human expression of "Wrap it all over me."
Throwing the extraordinary characteristics of the hermit into the shadow, along with the layers of murmurs in the ears, the white horse and non-horse filter also opened simultaneously.
Speaking of which, Zhenzao's whispers are actually not just meaningless murmurs and curse words, but are also mixed with some relatively "sober" sentences.
Zhenzao is just crazy, not stupid. This should be understood by both Lanerwus in the early stage and Xiao Ke in the later stage.
To put it bluntly, this so-called raving is just the noise of his frantic spirituality leaking out. Although it contains his thoughts and will, it is not an instruction he deliberately conveyed to his believers.
However, those devout believers can still pick out the true thoughts of the true Creator from these noises and regard them as oracles to practice.
for example--
"Fuck those dogs from the Church of Storms [beep——]!"
Ahem.
Yes, this is actually how the Aurora Society behaves.
Although it was impossible for Snow to fuck the believers of the Church of Storms because of this incident, as Pavlov's dog digested it and Bai Ma Feima disclosed the information of Sequence Five to him, he had a magical idea -
—
From these indescribable whispers, he found some interesting words and tunes with classic tongue-licking sounds, then put them together, and then...
He wants to write a song.
This is not a task that can be completed in a short time, but he thinks it is really interesting!
"Tuk tuk tuk..."
Just when Snow was imagining the scene where the entire Aurora Club was singing the song he wrote, there was a sudden knock on the study door.
"Come in."
Following Snow's order, the study door creaked open, and the handsome butler in his forties bowed slightly and said:
"Mr. V, the party is ready."
"Very good." Snow nodded lightly. Mr. V was the code name given to him by Mr. A before he left. As for the previous Mr. V... he is now in Snow's shadow.
Well, this is a tiring story for Mr. A.
Covering his handsome face with his hood, Snow came to the dim living room, sat on the most comfortable single sofa, and quietly waited for the guests to arrive.
According to the butler, the normal number of participants in this extraordinary gathering is around twenty, and occasionally there will be some newcomers. After all, Mr. A relies on his own strong strength and does not set up a "leader" like Mr. Eye of Wisdom.
Anyone who is a member of the party can bring new people over.
As the knock on the door gradually came to the ears, guests who either covered their faces or didn't care walked into the reception room. Some people had noticed that today's host had changed, but no one spoke immediately.
He just handed over the note silently.
The handsome young deacon was familiar with the pieces of paper, and then wrote the acquisition and sale information on the blackboard with chalk, read it aloud three times, and waited for those who wanted to trade to apply for a room.
Although everything was no different from a normal gathering, Snow, who had blessed himself with the [Everyone Can See Through] state, was keenly aware that at least three people in the room at this time had ill intentions towards him.
"You seem to be curious?" Just after the first round of reading the notes, Snow suddenly said. The voice was equally beautiful, but completely different from Mr. A. The rookies who had not noticed the change in the host finally noticed.
It's wrong.
A tense atmosphere began to spread, and the only one who was a little dazed was Forsi, because...
