Chapter 207 207·Ship

Author: Yong Qingtian

Chapter 207 207·Ship

A passenger ship sailing in the waters of northern York.

At this time, a luxurious banquet was being held in the cabin of the passenger ship.

In an inconspicuous corner of the banquet, a thin man was sitting in the corner, holding a device that looked like some kind of electronic instrument in his hand.

He declined invitations from many beautiful ladies.

These women don't get angry even if they are rejected. They put a polite smile on their faces and then leave the other party's sight.

‘Sim’ knew that these ladies were all barmaids invited by the planning company behind this voyage.

Of course, if they can pay a suitable price, they are willing to accompany you in the room to spend the lonely and unbearable journey.

But Sim knew that the price of hiring them would be very high, and the price on the ship would be dozens of times higher than outside.

From the moment they boarded the ship, their worth rose.

He didn't have much money left on him, and all bank accounts related to the company were frozen.

The little change he had left on him was not enough to enjoy any of the paid services on this ship.

Fortunately, the cost of the room and entry to the banquet are included in the ticket.

The food here is free.

However, after getting off the ship, he still had to think of ways to consider his own livelihood. Perhaps everyone on the ship could not have imagined that a sewer rat had entered the swan ship.

"Can I sit here?" A warm voice floated into Sim's ears.

Without raising his head, he instinctively declined the other party's request.

"Thank you, I don't need any company, go find someone else!"

"I'm different from them! Don't get confused!"

Sim looked up in surprise. This was a very beautiful young lady. She seemed to be only about twenty years old.

Her youthful atmosphere is active on the surface, and she is wearing a black dress. Unlike those exposed women, her dress is very conservative.

The long black velvet gloves only exposed a small part of her shoulders.

At this moment, she was showing mild anger at Sim's words just now, and was waiting for Sim's apology.

"I'm sorry...please do it."

When the girl sat next to her, Sim looked at her quietly from the side.

He tightened his grip on the electronic device in his hand, and after just a few seconds of hesitation, he had already decided to chat with the other party.

If... this girl is different from those drinking girls, then Sim wants to try to strike up a conversation with her.

The fact that the other party was sitting here at this moment gave Sim a lot of confidence, because this was a remote corner and he was the only one sitting nearby.

If something caught her attention, Sim felt that there was a high probability that it was himself.

Living in hiding for a long time made Sim feel extremely depressed. He was unwilling to let go of this opportunity to be alone, even for a short while.

"I like quiet, so I always sit in a more remote place. What about you?"

The other party turned to look at him and said seriously: "Then why don't you go back to your room and stay?"

"Uh!" Sim was stunned for a moment. He thought wrongly. This girl was not interested in him.

He lowered his head and looked at the small half glass of wine left on the table. This was what he had just sat here and drank little by little. He stared at the glass for a while and decided to wait a little longer.

Drink the rest in one gulp before leaving.

If you leave now, you will be like a stray dog ​​that has touched the dust on its nose, leaving with its tail between its legs pitifully, losing its last bit of self-esteem.

"What's that in your hand?"

What surprised Sim was that the girl next to him actually spoke to him.

But he was asking about the thing in his hand.

This did not surprise Sim. Instead, he looked at the other person with suspicion, suspicion, caution, and vigilance. These expressions naturally appeared on Sim's face.

At the same time, he also covered the things in his hands, trying to block the other party's sight.

The thing in his hand is very important and is his only hope. Anyone who is curious about this thing will arouse Sim's vigilance.

"nothing!"

Sim wanted to leave here directly, but before getting up, he looked at the girl in front of him a few more times, hoping to leave her appearance in his memory. Perhaps this would be a comfort to him in his sleep tonight.

But just when Sim was about to leave, a middle-aged man appeared next to him. He came directly in front of the girl and ignored Sim next to him, and extended an invitation to the girl in front of him.

"Hello, are you alone?"

If the girl answers yes, then the man will most likely sit next to her, or invite the girl to go somewhere else, or dance on the dance floor in the hall next to the banquet.

The girl was surprised by the appearance of the man in front of her. She subconsciously looked at Sim next to her, and then quickly looked away.

When the girl wanted to respond to the man in front of her, Sim immediately explained to her: "This is a prototype developed by our company. It has not been put on the market, but it is definitely a product that can change the times."

Sim took the initiative to sit next to the girl, as if he was introducing her to her seriously. The man opposite touched his nose, smiled at them and left immediately.

Sim over there was still introducing the girl, changing his initial caution.

However, the middle-aged man who had just left did not stay in the banquet hall on the ship. He left here and took the passenger elevator in the hall to the guest room above.

Walking through the long and narrow corridor covered with red carpet, we came to a suite at the end.

After opening the door and entering, there was a circle of people sitting inside. Various cables were laid on the ground. A microcomputer and rectangular console were placed in the center of the living room.

Secondly, the people in the room were all wearing the robes of the Holy Episcopal Church.

"Father Ruth, you really should come over and take a look. During the time you came back, Sister Alma has gained that guy's trust!

Tsk...that guy can't wait to take Alma to the room where he is!"

A younger monk was pointing at the picture on a monitor and excitedly shouted to Father Ruth who had just come in.

As long as they can get the other party to let down their guard, half of their mission is completed.

Father Ruth changed out of his white robe and put on a robe on the hanger. It was here that he changed clothes and went on a mission with Sister Alma.

Next to it was a clothes rack full of revealing and sexy dresses, from which Alma chose a dress that was the most conservative in style compared to the other dresses.

I change clothes in the bathroom.

On the soft sofa in the room, an old man with white hair was leaning back and sitting there with his eyes closed and meditating.

"Bishop Warren, that guy has taken Sister Alma out of the banquet hall and taken the elevator!"

The monk who was facing the monitor quickly pressed a few buttons on the operating instrument, and the screen on the monitor was adjusted to the elevator.

There was a priest next to him who snorted coldly: "For an impatient guy, Sister Alma is like a delicious steak in his eyes!"
Chapter completed!