The next day, the midday sun shone strongly on the bed through the gaps in the curtains.
The transparent and bright light fell impartially on the face of a sleeping man on the bed, illuminating his peaceful and peaceful face in his sleep, which was exceptionally soft and warm.
He turned over uneasily.
Unexpectedly, with a "pop", his whole body, together with the quilt wrapped around him, rolled from the edge of the bed to the ground.
He woke up from his sleep in an instant and subconsciously screamed in pain.
"Oh——!" He opened his eyes in pain, drowsily rubbing his injured arm and sitting up from the ground with difficulty.
His face full of tiredness was wrinkled into a ball. He stood up against the edge of the bed. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden "pop" sound under his feet, as if he had stepped on something sticky...
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Feeling something bad in his heart, he opened his eyes stiffly and looked down in shock.
A lump of white cream-like substance squeezed out from the sole of his foot to the gap between his exposed toes.
"Eaaah——!!" He suddenly sat on the bed and raised his right foot in front of him to take a look, and suddenly a feeling of nausea arose spontaneously.
Damn it! Didn’t you clean it up last night? Why is there still a lump of cream left on the bedside?
He raised his eyelashes, looked blankly at the messy bedroom, and couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.
Last night, Charles delivered the cake to his bathroom door, and finally shamelessly insisted on borrowing money from him to pay off the cake. Well, forget it, he quickly went downstairs to pay after putting on his clothes. Who knew it would happen in the middle of the night?
Several desperate calls came in one after another.
Flower shops, supermarket meat dealers, and even grocery store employees called him to ask him to return the money for candles and candlesticks...
Okay, forget it...
Charles was actually being unreasonable and making trouble. When he finished settling the matter on the phone, Charles strongly demanded to eat cake with him. Damn it, what the hell is this?!
Okay, this, this, this...
Daniel absolutely can't stand this!!!
So, the furious Daniel used anything in the room that could be used as an offensive weapon to chase Charles throughout the bedroom, and had a big fight with Charles. Please note, it was a real fight...
Let's take a look at a man who is usually around eight hundred and running around frantically with a lamp in his hand chasing a naked man. The two of them acted like lunatics last night.
Looking at the miserable room, he weakly rubbed his sore shoulders. Last night, he beat Charles so hard that he twisted his shoulders. The soreness made him frown.
"Dingling bell...dinging bell..." The familiar and melodious ringtone suddenly came from under the pillow.
His consciousness tightened, and he quickly picked up the phone from under the pillow. As soon as he saw the caller, he immediately pressed the answer button.
"Hey!" His voice was tight and serious, "Where is it? Okay...you guys keep an eye on it first, I'll be there soon! When I get there, I'll tell you how to lay it out, keep in touch!"
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Opening the door forcefully, he rushed into Charles' bedroom without hesitation, pulled Charles up from the bed who was sleeping soundly with his head covered, and said urgently: "Hurry up, we have a mission!"
"Um...what..." Charles, who was still sleepy, sat softly on the bed and hummed in a muffled voice.
The wardrobe was opened wildly, and several pieces of clothing were thrown out like flying from Daniel's hands, hitting Charles overwhelmingly.
Without giving Charles any time to hesitate, Daniel said in a hurry: "Get dressed right now, I'll wait for you downstairs!"
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By the time they finished dressing up and arrived near a circus theater, it was already close to two o'clock in the afternoon.
The sports car stopped on the side of the road with a whoosh, and Daniel immediately got out of the car without any explanation, and ran quickly to the back door of the circus with Charles. After roughly observing the surrounding environment, he found that no one was paying attention to them.
The two of them got into a black caravan together.
The car door was closed urgently.
The bright field of vision in front of him was suddenly replaced by a grayish-white darkness.
Charles panted slightly and sat on a long leather chair on the left side of the car.
He looked at the entire environment in the car with some curiosity, which was not much different from what he imagined.
The entire car has been modified, and all the windows have been closed with dense black curtains. The interior of the car is like an abyss where you can't see your fingers. Fortunately, there are several monitors and the light from a computer illuminating it.
In front of a computer, Jim was concentrating on operating the screen on the computer.
The camera kept rotating back and forth in the crowded circus auditorium, switching lenses, and the entire auditorium was clearly visible on several monitors. The clear picture even made it possible to see what the spectators who were entering were holding.
It's crystal clear.
"how's it going?"
As soon as he entered the car, Daniel immediately took off his coat and threw it aside. He sternly walked behind Jim and stared at the computer in front of him to observe carefully.
Jim had a pair of headphones on his ears, and he operated the computer with a very professional look while calmly replying: "Boss, Leon is at the entrance of the circus."
Their heads invariably looked at a surveillance TV next to them.
The picture stopped at the entrance of the circus. People outside the door were lined up in a long queue in an orderly manner. After the ticket inspector checked the tickets, they walked into the circus one by one in order.
Jim pointed the camera at the ticket inspector and slowly zoomed in step by step. The ticket inspector's face was instantly magnified several times and clearly appeared on the screen. Leon was wearing a British knight costume provided by the circus and stood at the door, looking skilled and professional.
The audience passed the test. Although he looked childish, he looked extremely handsome and mighty in a knight's uniform.
Jim and Daniel turned slightly sideways and looked at the second surveillance TV together.
"Gray disguised himself as a stage lighting engineer. He stood at the top of the stage and controlled the lights."
Gray's figure appeared on the second surveillance TV.
He was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, with a small brown beard sticking to his chin. He looked much older than his actual age.
"Did he have too much powder here? His face looks very thin!"
Suddenly, a finger came up to the TV screen and pointed at Gray's cheekbones, whose face was enlarged, and playful laughter came from behind him.
Turning his head to glance at Charles who was doing nothing behind him, Daniel continued to turn back to Jim and said seriously: "Where are my things?"
"They're all there. Boss, the target hasn't been found yet, we still have time!" Jim pointed to the bench under Charles' butt and whispered.
"Well! You continue to monitor in the car. If there is any situation, report it to me as soon as possible. He and I will go change clothes first!"
After saying that, Daniel immediately lifted Charles up from the stool, then quickly opened the leather seat of the bench and took out a large square leather box from the secret compartment inside the seat.
"What clothes do you need to change?" Charles asked in confusion.
Daniel took out a set of colorful clothes from the leather box, threw it on Charles, and said coldly: "You are pretending to be a clown!"