The next day, on the dining car, Lu Mingfei and Kristina nodded to each other and passed each other, as if the conversations last night did not exist.

Finding a seat by the window and sitting down, Lu Mingfei began to slowly taste the breakfast. The breakfast was a standard Chinese breakfast, eight-treasure porridge, big meat buns, and soy milk. They all tasted pretty good, and Bunin went out of his way to take care of his taste.

I found the owner of a well-known Chinese restaurant in Moscow and packed the food together with the ingredients in the restaurant and sent it to the car.

Lu Mingfei didn't know if anyone in Moscow would be hungry because of this. Anyway, the passengers on the train were quite happy to eat. And even happier was Fingel. He was holding a big plate with piles on it in one hand.

Full of steamed buns and two to eat while walking, he sat down opposite Lu Mingfei.

"Although the taste is not as good as the college cafeteria, it's pretty good to eat in this crappy place." He said vaguely, took out the beer from his jeans pocket, opened it and took a sip.

Exhaling a breath, Fingel said with a satisfied look on his face: "Huh~ It's really not possible without this thing."

It seemed a little strange to have beer with breakfast, but there was nothing strange about him. Lu Mingfei pushed an invitation letter over and briefly talked about what happened last night.

"Tsk, tsk, I was going back to Moscow yesterday, but I changed my mind in just a few hours. Who can believe me if I say I don't want to make any small moves." Fingel said with a subtle expression.

He stuffed a meat bun into his mouth and said vaguely: "But if he didn't do some tricks, we wouldn't come."

Lu Mingfei looked out the window silently. Today's weather was still a rare sunny day. The rising sun shone through the glass. Even though the temperature was not too high at the moment, it still gave people a warm feeling.

After finishing the meal, Fingel drank the remaining beer in one gulp, made a handsome and accurate shot, and threw the empty can into the trash can. The can hovered on the trash can for a while, and then fell outside with a clatter.

He ran over to clean it up. Fingel came back, put his big face close to his and said mysteriously: "Let me tell you in advance, I didn't mean to eavesdrop yesterday. This place is just that big. I don't think so."

It's not difficult to hear. But junior brother, you really have a preference for that rookie investigator. Senior brother, I'm almost jealous."

Fingel looked back at Kristina, who was quietly eating breakfast alone: ​​"But her conditions are not bad, and she can play well even in the academy."

Kristina has now changed out of her heavy cold-weather clothes and put on some indoor clothes that Bunin probably prepared for her. It is a little conservative, but it is also a slim-fitting indoor outfit that can reflect her figure. The previously deliberately disguised sense of maturity has disappeared.

Her youthful spirit is in line with her current age.

Fingel turned around and said with praise: "Junior brother has really good taste. She is worthy of being the second person on your rumored girlfriend list."

"Gossip...girlfriend...list?" Lu Mingfei, who was looking outside quietly, seemed to have heard some outrageous term. He turned around and looked at Fingel with half-lidded eyes.

"Don't look at me like this, I didn't do this!" Fingel hurriedly clarified, "You also know that once people become bored, they can do anything. There may not be many people in the academy who are bolder than me, but

There are many people who are more boring than me."

Generally speaking, this is probably something similar to the fan effect. Bored people are everywhere. No one dares to imagine what will happen when a group of boring people get together. Anyway, a certain goal they admire together may suffer. And this

A group of troublesome students who even dared to reveal the first love of a certain department chair, but they seemed to have restrained themselves from just doing this ranking in secret.

Perhaps they knew that doing this might cause dissatisfaction with the real owner, so their circle was very hidden. However, their small circle that they thought was hidden could not be hidden from Fingel, who claimed to be the paparazzi leader of Kassel.

He whispered to Lu Mingfei: "Don't say that I told you this when you go back. Revealing information is just a paparazzi...ah, it's a big taboo among fellow journalists."

He looked at Lu Mingfei, who was twitching at the corners of his mouth and eyes, and added: "By the way, the number one rumored girlfriend of yours is Yin Elizabeth Laurent, the school board member. Although you seem to have only met once.

, but she is the principal’s most trusted collaborator, and it is natural for them to have a closer relationship with you as the successor.”

Lu Mingfei raised his hand silently, then put it down again. After a while, he finally put away his plan to let Eva go back to the academy. This was a plot from some first-rate idol drama, even a primary school student couldn't figure it out.

"Junior brother, don't worry about it. There are many famous people. The past presidents and presidents of Lionheart Club and Student Union, and even the principal can't escape this time." Fingel sighed inexplicably, with a look on his face. Why are you so unhappy?

He said confidently, "And among the student leaders I sent away, you are already the one with the fewest scandals. Caesar's next door has an entire dance troupe. Compared to him, you are far behind."

"I'm so sorry for this embarrassment..." Lu Mingfei silently covered his forehead. Being too free is not a good thing.

"Ahem, after talking so much, it's time to get back to the original topic." Fingel said in a low voice, avoiding other ears and eyes, "Although her bloodline is indeed a bit unsightly, she is also a good material for being an eyeliner. Junior brother, you can

Then it would be a pity to let her go."

Lu Mingfei silently glanced at Bunin, who had just entered the dining car: "It's not a pity. Even if we ask her for help, she won't know too much."

Fingel noticed his gaze and turned around to see Bunin sitting opposite Kristina. The latter noticed that someone was looking at him and looked back in the same way.

Fingel, who was discovered, showed a cheerful face to him, then turned around and whispered: "Although junior brother, you said that guy is completely an ordinary person, we ourselves have not fully understood the aspect of blood inheritance.

Maybe the rookie investigator’s dragon blood was inherited from her mother?”

"Maybe..." Lu Mingfei said silently.

Kristina ate her breakfast calmly while responding to some of Bunin's questions. She did not raise her eyes to look at him to prevent him from seeing the hidden surprise in her eyes.

Just after Lu Mingfei left last night, her backup phone received a piece of news pushed by Lu Mingfei. At first, she was a little confused because it was a piece of tidbits of news similar to the entertainment industry.

What happened was that a certain social butterfly had an entanglement with that oligarch's son again.

But when she finished reading, she was stunned again, because the protagonists in these tidbits were Sonia and Vishniak, who she had been with not long ago. Even Okinez was mentioned,

It says that they had a relationship dispute in the past.

What made her feel a little weird was that the time recorded in this news was not long ago, and at that time, they were on the train chasing away the bandits...

As night approached, the train leaned gently against a certain platform, but the door of its carriage did not open. Instead, a section of carriages from the back of the train came up. After everything was completed, the engine sounded again, and the train roared.

Start in medium and drive out of the station quickly.

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Standing in the middle of the dining car, Bunin pointed to the woman next to him who had just come from the car that had just been picked up and said: "Although some people already know it, we still want to introduce it to our new friend. This is Yekatye from Kazan.

Lina.”

The woman with a noble and cool temperament nodded slightly to the new faces in the carriage as a greeting. But the familiar faces had already begun to whistle and joke.

The dining car at night is different from that during the day. It has completely turned into a small bar. After changing the route, the train has been running for more than three days. During this period, the train has become a lot longer like just now. Is there anything wrong?

A few young people came up from the carriages that were added later, making the dining car, which was deserted at the beginning, become a lot more lively.

After the customary self-introduction, Etekarina, who was not considered a newcomer, shook her waist and walked towards the new face surrounded by the crowd.

At this time, there was fierce applause from the crowd, because this new face had just drank a glass of vodka that could be ignited and had a concentration almost equal to alcohol. After that, the new friend burped and raised the glass in his hand with the mouth facing downwards.

It showed that he was not lying just now.

The crowd burst into applause again, and the young man sitting next to him handed him a cigarette and wanted to light it. Although there was a no smoking sign on the table next to him, they obviously didn't care.

The new face stretched out his hand to block the cigarette: "I promised my girlfriend that I can drink wine, but I can't touch cigarettes. She hates the smell of tobacco."

"Are you sure you're not looking for a reason?" Some of the young people around laughed.

The new face glanced at him indifferently, and reached out to take the lighter that the previous person handed over. The old-fashioned lighter's metal runner drove the flames up, and the new face showed the rising flames to the people around him. Then they

With a surprised expression, he put the flame into his mouth.

He leaned silently on the seat, with his head pointing upward. Then, he gently opened his mouth to exhale, and green flames came out of his mouth, illuminating the astonished faces of many people. The flames gradually extinguished, and new faces appeared.

He took a tissue and wiped his mouth, and returned the lighter. He took another cup, filled it with vodka and pushed it forward, indicating that it was time for others to perform.

At this time, Ekaterina came to him standing on high heels. She signaled with her eyes, and the young man who had previously handed the cigarette to the new face wisely stood up and moved out of the way.

Different from her noble and cool appearance, Ekaterina's dress is very revealing...literally revealing. Her delicate collarbones are exposed, and the large white area on her chest is exposed to the air without any care.

"How about I come and drink with you?" She reached out and took the glass of vodka.

Taking a gentle sip, feeling the delicate muscles on the strong arms, she breathed out the mature aroma of wine to the new face: "New guy, when facing a lady's invitation, you should say you first

That’s the name.”

"Fingal." The new face boldly looked at the white on her chest, "Fingal von Flins."

"German?" Ekaterina raised her eyebrows slightly, the charm on her mature face disappeared, and her expression became cold.

"I hate your expression." Fingel's expression became serious, and he suddenly asked, "Do you know who I hate the most?"

"Who is it?" Ekaterina asked cooperatively.

"It was Hitler," Fingel replied. "He and his stupid party allowed Germany to pay off its debt for decades more."

Then he asked: "Do you know who I admire the most?"

"Who is it?" someone in the crowd asked.

"It was Stalin," Fingel said. "He and his soldiers punched the mustachioed man in the face twice."

The people around looked at each other, and then suddenly burst into laughter. At this time, Fingel, who was sitting, softly hummed a song. Some people recognized this song that was widely spread during the war years.

The melody started humming along, and then a group of drunk young people began to sing "Katyusha" shoulder to shoulder.

"You are an interesting person," Ekaterina raised the cup in her hand to her, and the charming expression returned to her face, "I apologize for being unreasonable just now."

As if infected by the warm emotions around her, she drank all the vodka in the quilt in one gulp. Holding her head to calm down, she shook the empty cup at Fingel, who applauded in cooperation.

Then Ekaterina, whose voice was a little drunk, showed a charming smile: "But just letting a lady drink is not what a gentleman should have."

"You can say I'm not gentlemanly." Fingel looked directly into her eyes, silently filling himself up with vodka, "but you can't say I'm not a good drinker."

After a while, the drunken Ekaterina leaned on Fingel's shoulder with her body stretched out. She breathed out the intoxicating and charming smell of wine into Fingel's neck, and asked in a hazy voice: "Honestly.

I'm a little curious about your identity. Interesting men like you are so rare. Besides, Bunin hasn't had any new customers for a long time. To be favored by him, you must be a great person, right?"

Fingel, who narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was drunk, shook the wine glass in his hand and said: "Well, it starts from when I was eight years old, when I vowed to become a hero like Hercules...

"

"Ugh..." After emptying the vomit, Ekaterina weakly leaned on the corridor of a certain carriage to sober up.

She took the towel handed by the friend next to her and wiped her mouth, while complaining: "It's so drinkable, where did Bunin find this freak?"

"I don't know, he was already in the car when we came up." The person next to her answered.

"And..." Ekaterina threw the towel in her hand, "Who wants to know what he did from the age of eight to eighteen! That guy wasn't drunk at all, was he? And he took possession of me

So much cheaper!”
Chapter completed!