Soon, Qin Zhiyuan followed Pierce to sit at Michel Aristotle's house.
Michel Aristotle's home is located on the Rue Saint-Jacques on the banks of the Seine in the 5th district of Paris. This area is called the Pantheon District, also known as the Latin Quarter. The famous French Institute of the University of Paris is located here, which is the cultural center of Paris.
The area with the strongest academic atmosphere.
Michelle's home is on the third floor of an apartment building. Walking up the narrow stairs, the handrails beside the stairs are covered with dust. There are randomly discarded garbage at the corner. The stairs windows used for ventilation and light are broken.
There is a glass window, but there was no time to replace it, but the ventilation effect is quite good.
Maybe she heard someone going upstairs. A family on the second floor opened the door. A woman poked her head out and saw Qin Zhiyuan in military uniform going upstairs. She closed the door with a bang, adding a bit of darkness.
Depressing atmosphere.
I went up to the third floor and as soon as I knocked on the door, I heard a grumpy voice coming from inside the house: Get out, I don't want to see you, don't disturb my life.
It's me, Pierce, Sandy, please see clearly. Pierce responded loudly.
There was a rustling sound inside the door, and someone leaned over the peephole to look out. Then a woman's voice came out: Pierce, why are you with a soldier?
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It was like the sound of a bullet being loaded. Qin Zhiyuan's whole body immediately felt like his hair was electrified. He was very sensitive to this kind of sound.
Don't be nervous, this is Qin, a compatriot of Tom and Tony, he is trustworthy. Pierce responded loudly, and at the same time made a gesture of spreading his hands towards the peephole, as if that person was still there.
The grumpy voice opened the door and continued talking.
The door opened, and a woman who looked pampered and well-kept but with a sad face raised her eyes and glanced at Qin Zhiyuan, and then opened the door under Pierce's wandering gaze.
There were five people in the room. In addition to the woman who opened the door and a middle-aged man holding a shotgun aimed at the door by the screen wall, there were also two oriental youths with black hair and yellow skin and a young blonde girl in the living room.
As soon as Qin Zhiyuan entered the room, his eyes were attracted to the blond girl. The girl's eyebrows made Qin Zhiyuan feel as if she had seen him before.
Who are you and why are you here? Before Qin Zhiyuan could take a closer look, the middle-aged man with the gun shouted in a deep voice.
Calm down, calm down, Michelle, he is not a bad person, I asked him to help you. Pierce was anxious and opened his arms to block Qin Zhiyuan.
How can he help? Can he get the president to sign? Michelle didn't believe it and moved her body to find a more suitable angle.
Hey, you are very tired like this. If you want to shoot next time, you'd better turn on the safety first. Qin Zhiyuan smiled.
Safety be damned Michelle turned around and watched.
Michelle, calm down. Sandy dissuades you.
Sandy spoke faster, and when he called Michelle, they connected together. Qin Zhiyuan suddenly remembered why the girl in the living room looked familiar. It was Misha. She was simply a smaller version of Misha.
No. None of us can believe it now, including Pierce. He is no longer my proudest student. He is now the bastard of those executioners. Michelle disagrees. He is still fiddling with insurance.
Please forgive me, this lady looks very much like a friend of mine. Qin Zhiyuan suddenly spoke.
Regarding Misha, Qin Zhiyuan had long felt that something was wrong. For this reason, he asked Mary, Garcia and old Renault for help. No one could tell Misha's background clearly. They only knew that Misha came from a church family.
The family had moved away to the New World a long time ago. Misha had just returned from the New World before the war.
Much like, what do you mean Sandy wondered.
Similar means, uh, similar in all aspects, hair color, eyebrows, etc. Oh, my friend's name is Misha. Qin Zhiyuan couldn't describe it, so he added gestures to indicate it.
Uh, yes, they are indeed very similar. I wouldn’t have remembered it unless you told me. Misha is indeed very similar to Su Mo. Pierce had met Misha and was very impressed.
You can't think of anything except the drawings and your little notebook. Qin Zhiyuan mocked.
Misha Sandy couldn't believe it. She had covered her mouth just now, and now she was screaming.
The shotgun in God Michelle's hand was unsteady and there was a possibility of it falling to the ground.
Be careful, hold it firmly, it may cause fire. Qin Zhiyuan was worried.
No, I don’t know how to turn on the insurance. Michelle gave a dumbfounding answer.
Wait, are you talking about Mishael? Mishael, Sumo rushed over and hugged the crumbling Sandy in surprise.
I'm not sure, maybe it is, maybe it's not, but the pronunciation is indeed Misha. She looks very similar to you, just like you in a few years. Qin Zhiyuan is sure.
God, where is she? Take us to see her. She might be my sister. Su Mo handed Sandy to a black-haired young man who came to help, jumped to Qin Zhiyuan's side, grabbed Qin Zhiyuan's arm and screamed.
Michelle handed the shotgun in her hand to another young man and walked to Qin Zhiyuan eagerly: Where is she? Can you take us to see her?
When Michelle said this, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest with so much force that her bones and joints turned a little white. This action is actually very cute, but when this middle-aged man with a slightly chubby figure did it,
All you can see is the expectation and eagerness, and the pleading in your eyes is about to flow out.
Calm down, she is in Corsica now. If you are willing, I can arrange for you to go there immediately, but I am not sure whether Misha is the Misha you said. Qin Zhiyuan is sincere.
Anyway, thank you very much, thank you very much. Michelle opened her arms, hugged Qin Zhiyuan and patted her shoulders vigorously a few times.
Qin Zhiyuan could feel that Michelle's body was shaking slightly.
Su Mo, photo, go get the photo. Sandy pointed to a room, her fingers were trembling and her eyes were crying.
Oh, I almost forgot. Su Mo rushed into the room and took out a photo album in the blink of an eye.
Opening the album, the first photo is of Misha. Misha is holding a baby. The baby looks at Misha's face and smiles happily. Misha looks at the baby with a gentle face. Although it is from the side, Qin Zhiyuan can still see it.
recognize.
Su Mo clicked on Misha's photo and said softly: This is my mother.
Qin Zhiyuan was surprised and motioned to Pierce.
Pierce came over and confirmed after just one glance: "Yeah, that's Misha. Oh my God, they're exactly the same."
Michelle was eager and came over to grab Qin Zhiyuan's arm: There was a red birthmark on Michelle's shoulder. At this location, the shape of the birthmark resembled a cross.
Michelle gestured on her chest, well, it was in an awkward position, the junction between the baby's rice bowl and her shoulder a little above.
Hearing Michelle's question, Sandy immediately looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a stern look. Qin Zhiyuan had experienced this look from Annie.
Sorry, I haven't seen that part of Misha, so I can't be sure. Qin Zhiyuan drew a clear line.
Take us to see her immediately, Sandy decisively.
No, you can't go anywhere. A voice came from outside the door.
