Pitter-pattering raindrops fell from the gloomy sky. It had darkened early. The street lights were on along the footpath by the Thames. Several young blond women walked by on the footpath by the river, wrapped in down jackets and wearing short skirts, revealing their lower bodies.
The legs were covered with white flowers.
The British led the industrial revolution and colonized half of the world at its peak, but so many scientists did not invent long johns.
This matter is really puzzling.
Luoyang watched the girls go away, but what he was thinking about was Baili Jianjia and Xuan Taimei. When they got off the plane, Baili Jianjia said that they still had two hours to get to the inn. Most of the so-called inn stations were "safe houses"
"Something like that, but that's not the point. The point is that most of the day has passed, and Baili Jianjia hasn't sent him the location or message yet, so he's a little worried.
There were footsteps behind me.
Luoyang knew that it was Wallace, the Sudak family's butler, who had come without looking back. His nose would remember the smell of a person he had met once, so he knew who was coming without looking back.
This is a small building on the Thames River. It is said to be a Victorian-era building. It existed as a brothel for fifty years during that period. During World War II, it was converted into a tailor shop, which sold customized suits.
It was purchased by Assata with a large sum of money years ago, and it became her and Sudak's love nest.
"Young girl likes popping oil, Sher?" Wallace stood three steps away and spoke with a standard London accent, which was also his favorite catchphrase.
In this home worth 30 million pounds, the only person in Luoyang who had a good impression was this Wallace. He turned around and said, "Please give me a cup of black tea."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." Wallace turned and left again.
Luoyang actually didn't want to drink any tea, he just wanted Wallace to leave. He took out his mobile phone, entered the WeChat interface, hesitated for a while and then sent a message to Baili Jianjia: Are you guys there?
In that cafe during the day, Luoyang tried to rip off George Bujiu without any technical skills on the grounds that he was hurt mentally. He agreed and gave him another five million in that cafe.
Mei Dao. He had to cure Sudak after receiving the money, but because of Baili Jianjia's reminder, Sudak might be used in this mission, so he was not allowed to cure him at once, which made him feel embarrassed.
Gu Gu.
WeChat received a new message.
But it was a message from Xuan Taimei.
The little fairy who doesn’t get fat by eating: Uncle, we have arrived at the inn.
Luoyang: Where is Jianjia?
He thought it was only reasonable that Baili Jianjia should send him the message.
The little fairy who can eat without getting fat: We just arrived at the inn. The hero went to the bathroom and his mobile phone was charging.
Luoyang:……
Agents are also human beings, and they have to eat, drink, and have sex. Only agents in movies will put looking cool first. For example, those spy movies made by Woodpecker and James Bond vs. King Kong are a typical example.
The little fairy who can eat without getting fat has posted a position.
Luoyang took a closer look and immediately frowned.
That place is five kilometers away from here.
The little fairy who can’t get fat: When can you come over?
Luoyang thought for a moment: I am being closely monitored and cannot come over without being discovered.
The little fairy who doesn’t get fat by eating: Then send us a seat and we’ll come over.
Luoyang was offered a position.
The little fairy who can’t get fat by eating: We’ll send you a message after we get here.
Luoyang: OK.
There were footsteps behind me.
Luoyang did not put away his mobile phone, but turned on the camera and took a photo of the street scene across the Thames.
Wallace came over, placed a cup of black tea on a silver plate on the tea table on the terrace, and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo, what's your impression of London?"
"Very good, but the weather is not friendly. Does it often rain here?"
"Oh, yes, it rains a lot here, but it comes and goes quickly. A whole day like today only lasts a hundred or so days in the whole year."
Luoyang: "..."
Even though Sichuan is a place with a lot of rain, it is not so exaggerated.
Wallace just chatted with Luoyang and then retreated.
It doesn't give people a particularly warm feeling, nor does it make people feel unhuman. The scale is just right.
Gu Gu.
It was a message from Baili Jianjia.
Hero: Brother, we are leaving. We will find a suitable place to meet when the time comes. You can find a way to come out.
Luoyang: Okay, waiting for your news.
He put away his mobile phone.
At this time Assata and George Bujiu came over.
"Mr. Luo, are you getting used to living here?" Assata said politely.
Luoyang said: "It's very nice here, thank you, Ms. Assata."
"When will Mr. Luo give my husband the next treatment?" This is what Assata wants to ask.
Luoyang said: "If nothing goes wrong, the second treatment can be carried out tomorrow morning. Your husband's situation is a bit special, so he may need a third and fourth treatment. But don't worry, I will definitely cure you."
Sir’s illness.”
A smile appeared on Asata's face: "I believe Mr. Luo has such strength. Dr. Kane showed me the examination report from the Royal Hospital. After Mr. Luo's treatment, my husband's cancer cells have been reduced by one-third.
One, it's just a miracle."
Luoyang smiled back.
At this time, Wallace came to the terrace again holding the silver tray. There were three glasses on the silver tray and a decanter containing the decanted red wine.
George Bujiu smiled: "Doctor Luo, let's have a drink and talk about a life issue."
Luoyang nodded, knowing in his heart that this old fox must not have any problems in life, and his chicken soup would only be given to those little girls.
Wallace poured three glasses of wine, then stepped aside. One hand drooped naturally, and the other hand was placed at a 90-degree angle under his chest. There was a white towel on his arm. After a while, the three of them drank.
, he would pad the decanter with a towel and pour wine for the three of them, so that his fingerprints would not be left on the decanter.
It's just so particular.
The three of them raised their glasses.
"Cheers to the health of my friend Mr. Sudak." George Bujiu said a toast.
The three goblets banged together.
Luoyang drank the wine in the cup and felt a little anxious. Five kilometers was not far away. Baili Jianjia and Xuan Taimei would be here soon. He had no intention of talking about life with these two foxes.
Wallace came over, put a white towel on the decanter, and refilled the wine for the three of them.
George Bujiu also opened the topic: "Mr. Luo, have you ever wanted to live a truly free life? On a larger stage, achieve higher life value."
incite defection?
Luoyang guessed the other party's motive, but with a smile on his face: "Mr. George Bujiu, what does the real free life you mean look like?"
George Bujiu opened his arms and said passionately: "Just like the explorers on the Mayflower, starting a new life in a new continent."
Luoyang shook his head slightly and said honestly: "I don't understand."
George Bujiu shrugged his shoulders. He felt that his passionate speech was in vain, like a top musician giving a concert to a cow.