The Night Adorer Chapter 149: Best actor
Woo!
When the whistle sounded in the middle of the night, Sulman suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked to the right. He never knew when outside the window, and there was a faint mist.
The steam train has entered the stop station. As usual, the steam members on the stationed train sounded the whistle to notify every passenger on the train.
Although some passengers don’t get off at this station, the technology tree is biased towards steam power. There are only copper pipes and siren sounds, and there is no personal mobile phone. This is the only effective notification method.
Fortunately, there are not many stations on each snow route.
After all, only civilized city-states or wild settlements have stations that provide stops. A travel line spanning hundreds of kilometers will only have a few stations... so the passengers on the train. We have long been used to being awakened one by one from their sleep, complaining and cursing, and then lie back on the bed again.
Sulman looked at the opposite shop. Two young gentlemen who had been "persecuted" by the contract did not fall asleep like him. The two of them stared openly and spent the whole night abruptly.
Obviously, they don't have the guts of ‘Mr. Yasen’ and dare not continue to sleep peacefully in this situation.
Boom boom boom...
At this time, there was movement from the upper bed, and Ewinie was awakened by the whistle. She was about to fall asleep again, but saw two young gentlemen sitting diagonally below the opposite bunk, and she couldn't help but lose her voice:
"Mr. Sherlock, you... don't you sleep at night?"
As expected of Sherlock's hard-core fan, he ignored James next to him...Sulman silently complained, and then, he heard the hesitation from the upper bunk---
"Xia...Mr. Sherlock, although, I...I know that opera actors have the term "life school", and you will try all kinds of... Well, new things, I mean something more avant-garde."
Evennie sat on the upper bunk and looked at the two gentlemen sitting diagonally below, sitting like Siamese babies, with weird expressions: "I can understand what you do, but at least I invite you Pay attention to the image."
"After all, there are ladies in the house..."
After finishing speaking, Evinnie looked at Sherlock deeply with a bit of complexity, then she sighed and lay back on the bed, turned her head to face the wall, completely back to them, as if she didn’t want to see someone anymore. .
This........ This is to blame the terrible Mr. Yasen! Sherlock opened his mouth. He was an opera actor and a member of the New Order in the dark. Of course, he was not a fool. He understood Ms. Iwinie's ‘misunderstanding’. At this moment, he desperately wanted to stand up and blame the culprit in order to get rid of his stigma.
Then, Sherlock glanced at the "Mr. Yasen" who was sitting on the opposite side, watching them quietly. In extreme anger, Sherlock shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.
"Ready to get off."
Sulman didn’t give them a chance to argue. As early as the stage of self-introduction, they knew where to get off each other. It just so happened that the three of them were all arranged in [Cangxue Mountains], and only Ewinie Planning to go to Snow City, the goal is inconsistent with them.
However, there are still three stops for the train route on this snowy field. It is not surprising that the three of them get off at [Cangxue Mountain Range]. After all, [Cangxue Mountain Range] is the most famous on the entire flight. Place.
Due to Sulman’s power, the two young gentlemen dared not refute their opinions. So, when they were preparing to leave side by side, they returned to the deserted box behind them, and there was another weak voice---
"Mr. Sherlock!"
"Just... Even if you have a special hobby, I, I will still support your performance, and look forward to the day you go to the Golden Theater next time! You...you He is the best opera actor!"
After speaking, there was a rustling sound behind him, it seemed that the speaker buried his head in the quilt, not wanting to face the glorious image of the idol being shattered...
His!
Sherlock's expression twitched faintly, and Sulman, who was standing next to him, could also understand the other party's mood, and could not help but sigh in silence for a second. At the next moment, Suhlman, who maintained his indifferent setting, closed the door of the box room in the former's desperate gaze.
Slap!
In the promenade of the steam train, passengers have come out one after another, carrying large and small bags, and are preparing to get off at this station.
The night that was originally a silent night was also broken by busy passengers. Not only that, the crew on the steam train was also at the upper and lower entrances of the train, guiding them to get off without being congested.
"After getting out of the car, you can leave alone." Sulman turned around and said to someone.
"Me?" The young Boya with oil paint on his face was completely unpredictable. He even prepared himself to be a servant for a month, but Mr. Yasen’s generous behavior made He was a little unexpected.
"Why?" James asked.
"Trial." Sulman spit out a word briefly.
As a "victim" who has been with him for a long time, James has become accustomed to the way the other party speaks, and understands what Mr. Yasen meant to let himself participate in the golden trial. For a while, his face is full of joy. .
Then, James saw the other person's red wine-like eyes and stared at himself quietly--
"Leave contact information."
"Do not leave the Cangxue Mountains within a month."
Jaime slapped a spirit, and suddenly remembered that he still had the **** of his body. Even if he wanted to leave the Cangxue Mountains and stay away from this terrifying Mr. Yasen, he would be backlashed by the contract. What's more, he has to participate in the golden trial in this place, and there is no option to escape.
For a time, James’ inner joy dropped greatly, and the corners of his mouth were a bit bitter: "Okay, this is my whistle."
He took out a dark green-style plant whistle from his arms and explained:
"If you blew it, as long as there are small animals alive within half a mile of the neighborhood, they will listen to the whistle and give them what you give them, and pass it on to me... ...The premise is that I will not be too far away from you. As long as I am within the range of the Cangxue Mountains, it shouldn't be a problem."
Sure enough, it is [Natural Archer], but the sub-professional is different from the hunting church. This is the special ability of the'listener'... Sulman took over the plant whistle and understood this in his heart .
After handing over the whistle, James was obviously relieved. After nodding to'Mr. Yasen', he turned and rushed to the drop-off point ahead. He walked faster and faster. In the last few seconds, it was almost Is fled.
He went straight away... Sherlock was a little dazed. All this happened so quickly and suddenly that he was not mentally prepared. In the next second, Sherlock seemed to realize something. , Hurriedly rejoiced:
"Mr. Yasen, then...what should I do?"
"You?"
Sulman glanced at him in surprise, taking it for granted, calmly said: "You lead the way first, let's find a place to stay."
"I...I?" Sherlock was stunned for a few seconds, and finally reacted. The other party meant that the two would act together in the next month. In other words, he had to follow this A brutal guy like a monster, staying for a full month!
As if to see his doubts~IndoMTL.com~Sulman quietly added--
"While staying in the box, didn't you say that [New Order Association] has a huge intelligence network? Especially, you are active in the Eastern Snow Region, including the Cangxue Mountains... ."
"Very well, I believe you are an excellent partner."
Damn it! **** it! This is not fair! ! ! Sherlock's heart snarled frantically. At this moment, he wanted to beat himself up a few hours ago and let him swallow back the words that boasted about his own organization, because he was better and more valuable than James. , Have to stay beside this cold monster?
What kind of ghost logic is this! ! !
So, under the situation that Sherlock was full of anger in his heart, while Sulman kept his indifferent gaze, he silently picked up the two salutes, with a stiff smile on his face--
"It is my honor."
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