"Leave now? I think we have to prepare for the pub first." Through the black window glass, everything in the station lost its reality in Ieta's eyes, becoming blurry and dark, like a photo gradually fading in color.
It’s no different from the photos they took after they died.
Today, and in the next few days, among the people who have come out one after another, how many of them will survive until the war actually comes? Iyetta cannot tell, and whether she, including herself, will also emerge from this turbulent stage.
Exiting early is also the result of not having a clear answer.
She looked at Hai, waiting for an answer.
But Hai was staring ahead seriously, with a smile that turned his whole face into a clown-like smile. Somewhere in front of them, a slightly gorgeous limo had slowly parked there.
It is dark and very long, about twice the size of an ordinary limousine. Only the wheels below have two extra pairs. There is no obvious sunlight, but there is also a dazzling cold light shining on the steel wheels.
The whole car has a streamlined shape that makes people's eyes feel comfortable. The appearance may not look very gorgeous, but the material of every part on the limo can also show its extremely high value. The most important thing is not
The limo itself is a symbol deeply imprinted on the limo, an ordinary bullet-like pattern.
Every piece of glass in the limo has been processed with fine craftsmanship, causing almost all the light from outside to scatter to both sides, making it impossible to see anything inside the limo.
Hai squinted his eyes into a thin line and barely managed to bypass the interference on the glass, but he could only clearly see the shadows of the people sitting in the limo.
"From Webley Company." Ietta glanced at the bullet mark and said calmly. At this moment, the people in the limo seemed to feel their gazes. There were scattered lights on the window glass of the limo.
The light disappeared in an instant, and that layer of glass became possessed of the original characteristics of glass.
Three dull eyes penetrated from behind the car window glass at the same time, and met with the eyes of Hai and Ieta in the two ceremonial cars.
"What a bold group of people. We haven't had any substantive contact for a long time. It seems that we can no longer judge what Miss Ye Jielin wants to do just by relying on the information collected." It seemed that it was intentional. When Hai spoke, he
The pronunciation of each word is very accurate, and the mouth shape is also above the standard.
"Miss Ye Jielin, good morning!" Hai nodded from the passenger seat and greeted Ye Jielin in the limo in front of him. "It seems Mr. Cassia hasn't arrived yet?" Hai glanced at Ye Jielin.
Atohuan and Selmer were beside him. His investigation of Ye Jielin had never stopped. As the most outstanding group of people in the same period of the seminary and military school, he was a person who could arouse his strong interest.
Not much.
"He still has some matters on his side." Ye Jielin also answered verbally. At this time, her eyes shifted from Hei's face and stayed on Iyeta. It lasted for a few seconds and then moved away.
Iyeta also looked at Ye Jielin quietly, without any fluctuation in her eyes. At this time, Hai even felt that Iyeta's breathing had become unusually soft at a certain time.
He narrowed his eyes a little, and in his horrified eyes, the round pupils jumped. As he smiled, the corners of his mouth became sharper, and the round pupils also turned into a vertical shape in a short moment.<
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"I hope there won't be any negotiations between us in the next period of time." Ye Jielin said silently, while retracting her gaze. The glass of the limo also changed at this time, and the light shining on it changed again.
Scattered to both sides.
"Miss Ye Jielin's style of doing things seems to be very different from before." Hao watched as the limo carrying Ye Jielin started, slowly mixed into the traffic in the middle of the road, and disappeared from their eyes.
"It's a pity that I didn't see Mr. Cassia." Hai said with a sigh.
"This is the real purpose of your coming here." Iyeta lowered his head, glanced at his hands that were no longer white, and responded lightly, "Let's go, there is no reason to stay here anymore." Shake was the last one to get off the train. Her luggage was placed high up, but everyone in the train was in a hurry, and many people had horrible auras that made her feel terrible. This was something she had never been exposed to before.
Something. She didn't dare to ask for help, so in the end, no one helped her take down the huge luggage.
When the flight attendant came to clean each carriage, they discovered that she was standing under the luggage with her hands raised, but the luggage remained motionless.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Shako thanked the flight attendant for the great help. The luggage was indeed very heavy. Most of the volume in the big box was taken up by books.
Face a little red, when Shaco dragged her luggage out of the train station, the sky became darker. Before she took a few steps, the wind became stronger, and then it began to snow lightly.
"Is this Manoma?" Shako thought as the two big rollers of the suitcase brushed behind her. She came out of the station and took out her scarf again. The temperature here in Manoma was higher than where she was originally.
The city is very cold. She is considering whether to buy herself some thick clothes first.
Ignoring her family's objections, and even the advice of her most respected grandfather Dullison, Shaco did not listen at all this time. She had stayed in that city for eighteen years, even though she was from a fairly wealthy family, but because
Due to the relationship between her parents, Shake has not had many opportunities to go to the "outside world" for such a long time. Maybe this is one of the reasons why she likes books so much.
Like many people, Shaco is also standing at the starting point of this stage of youth. Everything about Manoma also has a different attraction for her. It is not just the notice from the school affiliated to the seminary,
There is also an element of Shake's own emotions.
After packing her things a few days in advance, Shaco took the money she had saved and quietly boarded the train to Manoma.
It was really different from the area she was originally in. This was her most intuitive feeling. Judging from the fact that the train stopped on the way and a large number of people with terrifying auras poured into the passenger compartment and completely filled the passenger compartment, Shake
I think Manoma has special characteristics that are completely different from other regions.
At least in her short eighteen years of life, she had never seen such a person coming, and it was more than half of the train.
Walking on the streets of Manoma, Shaco faced the cold wind and light snow in the morning and thought of this.
"It seems that there are still some deviations." Shaco stopped at this moment, because she always felt that those people gave her a familiar feeling. She thought that she should have seen similar people at some time before this.
Talent is right, the kind of existence that is incompatible with ordinary people. At least that's what she thinks about it.
"It seems to have happened in the summer last year..." Shake searched for something in her memory, and the blurry scene turned into a photo and began to flash back and forth in her head.
"It's in the National Library!" In the memory, a clear photo finally appeared. It was a figure with a straight face.