Start with the Readers Chapter 490: Meet

Tuesday morning, in a coffee shop in Hillston District, Backlund.

After Forsi handed over the manuscript that was rushed out overnight to the editor lady, she watched her leave and enjoyed the newly launched special desserts of this shop alone.

It's strange to say that although she didn't go out much before, she often visited this cafe because of the delivery of manuscripts. They didn't have pastries of this level before.

"Maybe it's a new pastry chef?" Just as she was thinking about it, a slightly old voice suddenly sounded in her ear:

"So it's Ms. Forsi, you..."

Forsi hurriedly looked around, and found that Mr. Lawrence from the Abraham family had also appeared in the coffee shop at some point, looking at her with a complicated expression.

"Hello, Mr. Lawrence, I didn't expect to meet you here..." Fors wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, she was on guard, and greeted politely on the surface.

I didn't expect that the result of the last "horoscope" in my life would point to the lady who buried An Lisa... Could she be the "apprentice" in the "prophecy"?

With this thought in mind, Lawrence was about to respond to Forsi's greetings when he suddenly coughed violently.

Cough cough!

His legs became weak from coughing, and he collapsed on the seat next to Forsi, as if he would suffocate to death at any moment.

As a doctor who graduated from a regular college, Forsi bent down without any hesitation and started the first aid.

Behind the counter of the cafe, a girl dressed as "neutral" also ran over, as if wanting to help.

But she was quickly pulled back by the shop owner, as if she didn't want to get her into trouble, after all, the old man's condition is not good at first glance...

After a lot of work, Lawrence's condition finally stabilized. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, smiled and said to Forsi:

"Ma'am, can you take me back to the hotel?"

"No problem." Fors helped the other party up, and since the editor lady had already settled the bill, they walked out of the cafe without encountering any obstacles. Before leaving, Fors looked back strangely, because she remembered that when she came here last week, the boss and the waiter were not the same two people just now.

But she didn't care. After all, it's common for shops to change their management in Backlund, and this also solved her previous doubts - no wonder the dessert tastes so good, it turns out that the boss has changed!

When he came to the street, Lawrence looked forward, his eyes were a little out of focus, he coughed lightly, half sad and half self-deprecating and said with a smile:

"My life may have come to an end..."

…

In the back kitchen of the cafe, a woman whose face looks to be in her forties, but whose skin on her neck and hands is as delicate as a girl's is as delicate as a girl. After blocking the space, he cursed in a low voice:

"Did you go over to help just now? If I didn't pull you back, would you also help send the old man back to the hotel?

"Use your brain, if that old man who seems to have a certain identity dies suddenly, at least you who are closest to him will be summoned by the police!

"Although I used extraordinary items to make the real owner of this store think that we are her relatives...but how can our identities stand up to investigation? Especially after what happened last night!"

The "girl" dressed in "neutral" bowed her head and was scolded obediently, not daring to refute a word.

"Forget it, maybe it's because of your temperament that you attract that existence's attention..." Seeing him like this, the "proprietress" of the cafe sighed, and then muttered to herself, "But why does he always have a good attitude?" Fill your brain with 'cooking methods'... I've never seen such an evil god...

"According to the interpretation given by Emperor Roselle, the 'Fool' in the Tarot card symbolizes innocence, simplicity, possibility... Well, in its positive description, it often also represents the pursuit of novel dreams, the courage to take risks, People who yearn for freedom and have an artistic temperament...

"Xiao Ke meets all the above points. No wonder he can 'fit' with the gods... But, does the last 'artist temperament' refer to 'cooking food'?"

When the "girl" dressed in "neutral" heard her words, she blinked and asked, "That one exists? Is it the one who saved me last night?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this...at night, after you recite the honored name on the piece of paper I gave you, you will know..."

…

In the southern continent, outside the city of Gurain, an old-fashioned sailing warship with a scarred hull slowly sailed into the military port.

A moment later, Hugh Dilcha, who was wearing a naval officer's uniform, followed Vera, jumped off the deck, and jumped onto the trestle of the pier.

Guided by the reception staff, they settled down in an arranged villa near the military port.

After putting away her luggage, Vera summoned Xio and said:

"Our mission is not over yet... But you have one and a half days off to visit Gurain City and enjoy the exotic scenery...

"This is a 'benefit' for you accompanying officers, and it is also part of the 'mission'..."

"But we must come back before ten o'clock on Wednesday night, and we will set off on Thursday morning to complete the follow-up tasks."

Hearing this, Xiu thoughtfully said, "Are we still 'bait'?"

"Maybe, maybe not...I don't know how they arranged it..." Vera shook her head and added, "If possible, try to go to bars, dance halls and other public places, so that Expenses incurred can be reimbursed."

"Drinking is not good..." Xio replied seriously, then nodded and said, "I will complete the task."

After confirming the meeting time again, Xio left the villa with a handbag and walked towards the city.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor of the villa, Vera glanced at her receding figure, then turned her head to look at the battleship in the military port, and couldn't help guessing in her heart:

"The Loen military's plan this time is not small... I'm afraid the 'Rose School of Thought' will really be concealed...

"But I always feel that there are other beings behind this matter who are calculating... Ruen's people may not be able to benefit in the end...

"Especially that 'Duke of Dread' who tried to test me...so ~IndoMTL.com~ was Roselle's previous arrangement, or...he?"

…

Xiu went to the bar for a while as "instructed", and was disappointed to find that there is no difference between the North and South continents except for the different shape of the wine glass,

Then, according to the agreement with Abner, she stopped a "coffin" at the designated location and lay down in it.

Hugh was also quite curious about this "fresh" means of transportation, and quickly found out its loopholes - she couldn't see the way while lying in it, if the driver took a detour or dragged her maliciously You can't find it anywhere else.

The fact is exactly as she thought, when Xio lifted the "sliding cover" of the coffin and stood up, the address she was at was not the address she reported before, and the driver also disappeared, replaced by smiling Looking at his own Abner.

"Long time no see."