"You've been here for three days, aren't you going to leave?" Sitting at the counter, Haunting shook her glass in boredom. Asked White Crowe, who was sitting next to her.

"Huh?" White said to her, raising his eyebrows, "After all, I have to marry you, can't I find out more?"

The bartender standing at the counter silently tossed the shaker and looked at the soon-to-be-married couple.

"You're a strange man," Linger pouted, as if disappointed in White, "I said I didn't like you, why do you insist on marrying me? ”

"You don't like me, but I like you," White laughed, with a gentle, pale look, "isn't it good to live with someone you like?"

Shaking her head, Ying Lan drank the wine from her glass. There is a slight bitter feeling in the mouth, sour. Licking the corners of his mouth, he was salty and astringent when he was dipped in salt.

"But I live with people I don't like. Don't you think your ideas are too selfish?"

"I didn't realize that, I'm sorry," White laughed, but didn't look sorry at all, "I think one day I'm going to make you like me." ”

Ying Lan looked at him and continued to shake her head.

"Don't tune this up for me next time. Pushing the empty cup forward, Ying Lan got up and walked outside. White followed.

"Miss, there's still a glass!" shouted to the back of Yinglan, and the bartender raised the bartender in his hand, and the wine had not yet been poured out.

Lan waved her hand and disappeared around the corner.

Shaking his head, the bartender poured the wine out.

Suddenly, at another doorway, black leather shoes and plain white high heels stepped in.

Sensing an unusual aura coming from the other direction, the bartender glanced in that direction - with the light on his back, the figures of the black rider and Zhou Shentong were just two vague silhouettes connected together, but they were enough to be recognized.

Looking at the two of them calmly, the bartender lowered his head and poured the wine: "It's all here, let's try it." ”

"When did you come back?" asked Zhou Shentong, sitting in his chair, to the bartender.

"Yesterday. The bartender replied dryly. Push the wine to Zhou Shentong and the black horse.

"In this way, only the 'Falling Star' has not returned. The black rider wrenched his fingers and said to the bartender: "It's rare that our Liumang people have returned to the company so neatly. ”

The bartender raised his eyelids in disregard: "Is Mr. Whiteblade back too?"

"Yes, and it's a little earlier than you came back," Zhou Shentong nodded, "It's not back yet." ”

"I think she's going to come back late. The bartender pouted.

"What," a cold glint flashed in the Black Rider's eyes as he stared at the bartender and asked, "What do you know?"

Lowering his head to rinse the empty glass left by Ying Lan, the bartender nodded: "Mr. asked her to find Ling Han." ”

"Sir, can't you trust Ling Han?" Zhou Shentong frowned. In this company, in terms of feelings, Ye Shen respected Bai Jian as an elder, called him a brother with the black knight, and regarded Ling Han as his own - these three people were in front, and everyone else had to stand aside.

"I guess I want Ling Han to come back sooner. The Black Rider explained, sipping his wine.

Bartenders don't think so, though. shook his head, looked at Zhou Shentong who was grinning in front of him with buried eyes of "swallowing dates and wasting my wine", and took the empty cup she pushed back. Then he said to the black horseman: "I think Ling Han has moved his thoughts, and the second young lady has also moved his thoughts. ”

As if he understood what he meant in an instant, the black rider narrowed his eyes and made a "shhh" gesture in front of his mouth.

"What do you mean?" Seeing that the black rider became serious, Zhou Shentong also asked in a low voice.

"A thought is a tree, a thought is a seed," the bartender said as he walked out of the bar, "and once an idea falls into a fertile mind, it quickly takes root, sprouts, and eventually becomes a tree." If you are fortunate enough to cut it off, you will be hesitant for a while, or painful at worst, and if you are unfortunate enough to grow up, then your mind will probably be occupied by that little thought at the beginning. ”

"What do you think...... Where is the second young lady's thoughts, and where is Ling Han's thoughts?"

"You know it yourself, ask me what to do. Shrugging his shoulders, the bartender walked into the bar and changed his clothes.

Looking at the bartender who had disappeared, the black rider fell silent.

"Eh, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing with Leng Yun," shaking the black knight's arm, Zhou Shentong asked, "What are you talking about, tell me about it." ”

"Hey, don't shake it," he stretched out his hand to hold down Zhou Shentong and shook his arm, and the black rider was helpless, "It's a shame that you still learn so many Qimen Dunjia and Yin and Yang gossip, why don't you know the mystery in the words so much?"

"I'm still young. Pouted, Zhou Shentong was cute.

Sighing, Hei Qi's expression returned to the seriousness it had just now: "Miss's mind is 'marrying', and Ling Han's mind is 'fleeing'." ”

......

"Well, I see, um. Listening to the news from the communicator, Ling Han nodded, "Tell Mr. that I will return tomorrow, and congratulate Second Miss on my behalf." ”

Ling Han sat on the edge of the building, his face as gloomy as the weather in the distance. Since that rain, the city has entered a continuous period of cloudy skies, coupled with a series of bad news, which has made people feel unhappy.

Turning off the contact instrument, Ling Han stood up, and the roof of the building was empty. The news of Ying Lan's marriage has been officially released, and the location of the special operations group, which has been nowhere to be heard from for several days, has been miraculously detected at this moment. He always felt that this was no coincidence.

"Looks like you're going to have to do it this time, Ling Hanchan. Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind Ling Han.

Subconsciously turning around, Bing Ling stabbed fiercely towards the sound source behind him with Ling Han's sweep - there was obviously no one on the roof of the building before, when did this woman appear behind him!

"Wait a minute, it's me!" Seeing the ice ridge stabbing at her, the woman neither dodged nor defended, but just begged for mercy at Ling Han.

Recognizing the owner of the voice, Ling Han let out a "hiss", and with a squeeze of his fist, the ice ridge shattered and dissolved with Ling Han's movements, disappearing into the wind. As the cold mist slowly dissipated, the woman's figure appeared: she seemed to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, with a straight black bob head, and between her eyebrows, she looked like a harmless student. Although it was the cool autumn season, the girls were still wearing short skirts, and the red and white striped stockings were a little dazzling in this gloomy weather. However, this cute face and playful dress can't help but make people think about it.

Hearing the screams, Li Youshu and Faust rushed up at great speed.

"Yo, you're there too?" happily greeted the other two, the girl with one hand behind her back and the other waving.

But Li Youshu and Faust's expressions did not become relaxed because they were people Ling Han knew, on the contrary, Li Youshu's brows even slowly burst into cyan veins. At that moment, the three of them were like a solid triangle, completely surrounding the innocent woman in the center.

"Eh, what are you going to do?" the girl asked in a panic as she looked around at the three who were speechless.

"What are you doing here?" staring at the flustered female voice, Ling Han asked in a cold tone.

"I'm here to help you. Chong Linghan stuck out her tongue, and the girl laughed.

"Sir, do you think that blowing up only one building is not strong enough, and you have to destroy this city to be happy?" staring at the girl with a gloomy face, Li Youshu asked.

"Don't say that," the girl squatted down and hugged her knees, looking pitiful, "Actually, I would like to go back to the company sooner, the city is cold and wet, and there is no sea bream siu mai." If it weren't for the sir's order, I wouldn't have come. ”

"Say ...... again" lowered the tone, and the girl's voice became eerie along with her expression. Staring at Ling Han, she laughed, "I'm afraid you want to escape." ”

"What did you say?" frowned tightly, Ling Han's tone tinged with gloom.

The temperature is dropping, and the wet ground is slowly frosting.

Standing up, the girl walked up to Ling Han with a wicked smile on her face, stood on tiptoe without fear, and looked up at Ling Han.

"Don't pretend, I can see that you and I both know it, I'm ......" Reaching out and touching Ling Han's cheek, the girl's expression was completely devoid of her previous innocence, "It's just a war supervisor." I won't do it until I have to. ”

Falling Star, the last of the six, is also the most dangerous.

Bartender Leng Yun said that thought is a seed that can grow into a tree of thought. Then the ability of the falling star is to extend the branches of this tree from the brain—to turn imagination into reality, to break the boundary between thinking and matter, and to realize the power of thinking that transcends practice and directly acts on matter. The so-called "falling star" is the name of the victory won by imagining a meteorite that would destroy the enemy in an instant.

It is still unknown to what extent her abilities can be used, what her limitations are, and what her weaknesses are.

The intellect is like the sun, its light is eternal, unchanging, and continuous, while the imagination is like a luminous meteor, but it is a fleeting sparkle, its movement irregular, and its direction is not fixed. Just like the "Falling Star" himself, although he looks cute and tame like a sheep, he makes the person who relaxes his vigilance disappear in the next second - this is also the reason why Li Youshu and Faust are wary of him. Without enough codes of conduct and a cage of thought to regulate this woman, she is extremely dangerous.

"I really admire you," as if ending his threat, the falling star suddenly took a step back and changed back to the cute appearance just now, "I can hold things in my heart for so many years." ”

With that, she jumped to the ground and left the roof under the gaze of the three of them.

Taking a step forward, Faust grabbed Ling Han's sleeve and lowered his voice, but said viciously: "What do you think! If you hesitate, you will die!"

Without answering him, Ling Han nodded.

......

"When this expedition is over, I'm going to marry White, and maybe I'll have the last name White in the future. Jane White, doesn't sound bad. In his country, the surname seems to be pronounced Bai, then I am Jane Bey, which is terrible. ”

Looking at the English on the paper, the white fox smiled.

"The weather is good today, I don't know if it will be a sunny day when we leave tomorrow. I hope to be able to explore with White and 'Xuan' after we get married, although they are always in charge of this work. Hopefully we can go to every corner of the world, and hopefully we will never grow old. ”

"My grandfather once left a dark room in this room, and it seems to be hiding ......"

Closing the notebook, the white fox stretched. Looking at the content, this should be someone's diary, I don't know why the white fox is willing to sink down and read the many insights that a person has left over the years.

In the past two days, except for eating, I have not left this dark room, and I don't seem to greet the old man again.

Thinking so, the white fox walked out of the dark room and opened the door to the study.

The room was also very dark and there was no harsh light.

There seems to be a conversation downstairs.

Leaning against the handrail of the stairs, the white fox stretched out his head and looked down: in the living room, the old man was talking to a man, and from time to time he let out old laughter.

"So, I'm always afraid of snakes. The old man said, feeling the white fox's gaze, and looked up.

"Good morning. Waving at the old man, the white fox said.

"It's already afternoon, White. The old man smiled and stood up, "I think your friend should be in a hurry, but he is really a patient man, willing to talk to an old man like me for so long." ”

"Don't say that, it's a pleasure to chat. The man sitting on the other side said, looking up at the white fox.

That face made the white fox frown.

"Then I won't bother you," said the old man, as he walked to another room, "people, like clouds, scattered by the wind. ”

The two looked at each other, and the sound of the old man's door closing was heard.

Looking at the motionless white fox, Evan Robert beckoned to him.

"Won't you come down?"