The Devil’s Cage Chapter 36: Not yet time

"Please come in!"

The makeup artist can’t wait to open the door of the private room, and then he saw Mivanzhen with a face on his face.

The former female warrior completely ignored the makeup artist and walked towards Kieran in this way-not arrogant or rude.

It's annoying!

In this stereotypical female warrior heart, men should look like men.

The pretentious person is annoying.

Especially when a man is like this, and pointing his orchid finger, the female warrior is already trying his best to endure without giving the opponent a punch.

So there is no such thing as greeting.

Looking at Mivanzhen, who ignored him and walked to Kieran, the makeup artist opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he shrugged and said nothing.

He's used to it by mistake.

Mivanzhen is not the first, nor will it be the last.

Even if he explains each patiently, there will always be the next one.

It is instinct to look at people with colored glasses.

Just like everyone has a secret.

Therefore, it’s good to watch the years pass by.

At least...

He still has a good job, isn't he?

Of course, he also has a gossip heart.

He watched Mivanzhen pull open the chair and sat on the side of Kieran, but turned around and faced Kieran with a face-to-face gesture. When there was a trace of unnaturalness on his face, his both eyes light up The face is full of anticipation.

The subsequent development has disappointed the makeup artist.

The unnaturalness of Mivanzhen only lasted less than a second, leaving nothing more than dull.

"Thank you."

The former female warrior sitting straight said this.

She will not ignore the help given by Kieran, nor will she forget the identity of Kieran.

Simply say, she will thank Kieran, and she is willing to give Kieran help that does not violate her morality, but if Kieran makes a mistake, she will still catch Kieran.

In fact, don't say Kieran anymore.

Even the best friends.

So, Kieran didn't pay attention to each other's thanks at all.

He knows such thanks and verbal thank you, almost the same.

Kieran's silence did not stop Mivanzhen.

"How did you find out that the real behind-the-scenes murderer was the nephew of the first master of Ewood Apartment?"

Mivanzhen asked.

"Whisper in my ear."

Kieran answered without lifting his head.

"What I want is facts!"

Mivanzhen brow raised.

"This is the truth."

Kieran's voice was flat, just like she was really telling the truth, Mivanzhen's breathing began to become rapid, she stared at Kieran.

However, in the next second, Mivanzhen took a deep breath and adjusted the state.

"If you are willing to tell me how you discovered it."

"I can also tell you the progress of the case."

Mivanzhen said almost hard.

Because, this has reached her bottom line.

If she didn’t have a higher order, she wouldn’t say such a word at all.

"Not interested."

Kieran stood up from the chair as he spoke.

This is not perfunctory.

It's really not interesting.

After he received detailed information about Ewood Apartment, when he discovered that Ewood Apartment’s so-called ‘unfortunate’ rumor was the nephew of the first apartment owner, his interest in Ewood Apartment and Kieran was greatly reduced.

And when he collected enough data and checked it on the spot, this interest was completely gone.

It's just a Thief infighting.

It is far less complicated than others imagine.

At most, it was because I was lucky enough to make a deal with some people, and then used poor publicity to make it mysterious.

In the final analysis, it is artificial.

As for who?

It has nothing to do with Kieran.

Therefore, he is not interested.

Not willing to test each other with Mivanzhen on this matter.

Mivanzhen is not a cover-up person.

Kieran almost sees through the opponent’s purpose at a glance.

He has no time to play this game with the other party at this time.

At least, not now.

"I am tired today."

"I need a break."

"Goodbye... No, I hope to never see you again."

Kieran walked out while talking.

Kieran didn't stop when passing by the makeup artist, but the makeup artist was very interesting to follow.

As for the bill?

Akede has already given enough advance payment in advance.

......

Without taking a car, Kieran walked on the side of the road, the makeup artist followed him honestly, but looking at the back of Kieran, his expression was extremely surprised.

He just took a rough look at the latest issue of ‘Shaman’ on his mobile phone.

Although I looked at it roughly, the makeup artist knew that the man in front of him would definitely become famous overnight.

Not only the other party's style, but also...Akede!

that person’s precarious deputy director will surely seize this opportunity, put all his resources into it, and then fight a turnaround.

Maybe...

The makeup artist thinking of something immediately shook his head.

That's a matter for the top level of the TV station, he couldn't get involved.

Not to mention, he just wants to keep the job in front of him and get a good salary.

Contentment has always been a make-up artist's advantage.

But curiosity is also on the makeup artist.

After walking for ten minutes, the makeup artist could not help but daringly open his mouth under the torment of curiosity~IndoMTL.com~ How did you find that the real murderer was the nephew of the first master of Ewood Apartment? "

Kieran keeps on walking and keeps walking forward.

The makeup artist looked at the back of Kieran and smiled involuntarily.

Yeah, how can a whimsical person like Kieran tell others about his secrets at will?

The other party will become a real star because of this.

And what about him?

A makeup artist who is slightly better than rookie.

Not the kind of assistant Rank yet.

Too much difference!

Shaking his head, the makeup artist asked himself to throw unrealistic thoughts into his mind, but he couldn't help but finally let out a disappointed sigh.

Even if I knew that the result was bad, but I didn’t really face it, everyone always had a chance.

In the end, they will all be educated by reality.

As if suddenly losing vitality, the makeup artist silently followed behind Kieran.

Suddenly, a word rang in the ear of the makeup artist.

"You go to see your computer."

"Huh?"

"What are you talking about?"

As the makeup artist looked up, he repeated it to make sure that he had heard it correctly.

"I said I need a car to return to Akede for the reserved room."

"When I return to the room, I hope to have a hot bath and clean and soft beds."

"Then, for tomorrow's breakfast, I hope to have fried eggs and bacon."

"Have you heard clearly?"

Kieran turned around and asked.

"Okay, okay, got it."

The makeup artist nodded stunned, took out his mobile phone and started calling for a car.

And Kieran?

He seemed to be waiting, looking at the bushes on the sidewalk.

A little sarcasm flickered in his eyes.

Want a reasonable explanation?

Take it.