Chapter 42 If there is no filth in this world

Of course, the professor does not think that the lady can't even afford a breakfast, and he will not be rude to think less about her, he just doesn't want to be "indecent" with a hamburger in this kind of public fast food restaurant.

So it's really fun to come to this kind of place with an old gentleman. Look at the little boys, and then look at the ladies, who will be restrained? Even a lady would wear that evening gown with a burger in her hand and drink coffee that is hard to say without a lady's love.

Of course, he didn't like to drink coffee very much, and this old gentleman's sweet quirk still doesn't know where or when it began to develop.

It felt a little abnormal to sit next to him...... The lady eventually held back a laugh, took a sip of her coffee, and picked up the pie.

The old gentleman kept looking at her, probably wondering what she was laughing at.

"Don't you really eat it?" The lady asked. "Then you might lose money."

The lady gave him a glass of Coke and a hash brown.

The professor retracted his gaze, picked up another faction, and said, "Then I'd better stop the loss in time when I'm already losing money." ”

Invited two little boys, he had no so-called "specialness" at all, and he had lost all his money from the beginning, not to mention that he had to sit in the dining room dressed like this, receiving strange eyes.

"Oh my God." Adams whispered to Ji Qing.

It's torture to eat this kind of stuff with the professor, and it's strange whether he eats it or not. Eat, he frowned again; If you don't eat it, everyone will inevitably pay attention, and no matter how heartless the little boys are, they will not know the taste of food.

If it weren't for the fact that the office was too far away, and you could have lunch when you drove back, who would choose this place?

Not to mention it now, anyway, the little boys will not come to eat fast food with him in the future.

Wang Xizhi also felt that he owed him a little bit, his thoughtfulness...... Alas, it's so easy to get used to......

Everyone had their own thoughts on the meal, but there were young boys there, and the ladies did not release the water, so they finished eating, and the old gentleman's brows were finally relieved after he came out, but when he was driving, his brows were furrowed again.

Wang Xizhi glanced at it and probably guessed that he felt that his car was "polluted".

Maybe it's the smell of wine, maybe it's the taste of a restaurant, who knows?

But the old gentleman certainly didn't turn to look at her when he was driving, and she was a little tired, so she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

When the professor drove back to the office, it was almost noon.

The old gentleman naturally wouldn't let the lady who was still a little tired cook, so he took care of the noon meal, and the lady really didn't have the energy to be polite to him too much, so she went upstairs to change clothes and take a bath, and when she came down, the meal was already ready.

I feel as if I've only been eating for a short time, why did I start eating again, and when did my days have been wasted enough to feel like I've eaten continuously?

After the afternoon lady's lunch break, her spirit was finally much better, and when she opened the office door and saw the old gentleman there, she went to make black tea, took a sugar cube, and put it on his table.

The professor was actually looking at the computer, and when he saw her coming over with tea, he smiled, closed the computer, and took the tea: "Thank you, ma'am." ”

Wang didn't see his small movements, and he didn't explore his meaning, put down the sugar cube, today she wore a black big V dress, covered with a light gray lady's suit, she always dressed in this immodest office in the Oriental workplace.

Perhaps one of the main reasons why Adams holds up the firm's cards is that he has a mature and reliable lady and a steady old gentleman. The cheerful Adams negotiated as the boss, and when the lady used to be cold, it was enough to play on the side, and the professor often did not need to be involved, and his calmness increased the trust of the visitors.

And the lady's "professionalism" also makes people trust the ability of this firm, especially when she is wearing a trench coat, she seems to be really an agent if she doesn't speak.

While she used to be, she didn't act like an agent when she was an agent. The lady who used to work is more similar to the old mother lady now.

The professor withdrew his gaze, as if he had been watching for too long, and the lady did not bother him with a word, but waited until he came back to his senses before asking, "What do you want to eat at night?" ”

"Japanese food." The professor said.

"Let's order takeout."

"Just kidding." The professor said with a smile that it would be worth the loss to almost really inflate and call the grumpy lady as a cooking chef. "As long as it's not egg fried rice, I'll eat whatever you do."

The lady nodded slightly, turned around and went to the kitchen, and it would take another ten minutes to think about what to do tonight. Why don't you go and see what other ingredients are available, and then think about what to do?

When she walked to the door, she had just opened the door with one hand, and her phone rang, it was a text message.

She pushed the door slowly, but when she opened it and stood in the doorway, she stopped, stood where she was, and after four or five seconds, she was back to normal, and walked away.

After the door closed, her hand holding the phone trembled slightly, anger suppressed uneasiness, but she raised her head and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, she looked at the kitchen, looked at the stairs, the memory came back to her mind, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no more confusion.

The message was simple:

Joan Lewis, 1998.9-2016.4.

A few photos are attached to the text message.

A tombstone.

The first page of an autopsy report.

"As long as there is this world, there will always be an end of escape (smiley face)."

"My bet with you, it should be practiced, it seems to be far more than ten minutes (smiley), do you want to try the endless escape? Or stay there and let your best friends and my old friends witness the scene? ”

Wang Xizhi pressed the power button, and the screen of the phone went off, but her eyes were still burning.

But as the professor once said, this is Satan's invitation.

It is also a game of life and death between her and Ark, where the winner lives and the loser dies.

The young master and Ji, or even Lanchester, should not be involved.

The lady walked into the kitchen, the text message made her aware of something, she looked at the empty kitchen carefully, and for the first time quickly had some thoughts of her own.

Before she had to go to this appointment, the dinner she had made, and perhaps the last dinner she had made for them, she thought about what she was going to do.

A meal.

Rice in the traditional sense is a home-cooked dish.

Unis Projado, this short-lived, but undoubtedly home, the home of the four of them, even if it is a visitor who lives here, even a person like a professor, has to admit it.

She loves it very much, it brings her countless joys, and he secretly falls in love here, secretly longing, and secretly enjoys the time with him.

The person she used to feel the most unrecognizable is the part of her that she can't let go of now.

The lady grabbed the car keys and went out to buy rice and fresh vegetables.