Fang Yin smiled and didn't speak, and then another person walked out, this was a woman who looked like she was in her forties, with ordinary appearance and ordinary dress, there were some doubts and surprises in her eyes when she saw Fang Yin, and she quickly returned to normal.

Seeing the hair of the two people blown by the ceiling fan, the woman also sat on the sofa and felt the coolness.

"Hello." Fang Yin took the initiative to say hello to the woman.

"Hello." The woman replied, her movements becoming a little restrained, and she seemed a little uneasy, "Are you a witness or ...... Police officer? ”

"Witness."

After Fang Yin said these two words, the woman's whole person quickly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Welcome to the 21st." ”

Fang Yin felt a little puzzled, she seemed to be afraid of the police officer? But that wasn't about Fang Yin, so she smiled at the woman.

After blowing the ceiling fan in the living room for a while, and everyone became cooler, Fang Yin remembered that his luggage was still at the door.

When she walked to the door to pick up her luggage, Misha came to help, but the woman didn't come close to her to help, she was still sitting on the sofa, looking at Misha and Fang Yin with a look of envy in her eyes.

Fang Yin's luggage was very small, just a few clothes, and there was nothing to help, but Misha insisted on helping her get it, and Fang Yin didn't refuse.

There is a corner staircase up to the second floor. The hallway on the second floor is wide, with windows with solid doors on one side and housing on the other.

The dwelling is divided into two parts by a staircase. There are two rooms on the left and only one room on the right.

Misha lives in the room on the right.

The door was not closed, Mixia and Fang Yin walked in together, and when they entered, they glanced to the left, but there was no sound over there, and I don't know if anyone lives.

"The conditions in the witness sanctuary are too good." Walking into the room, Fang Yin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The bed in this room is a double bed with a mattress. I don't know if it's because there are too many people to live in or for some other reason.

There is a desk facing the window on the left side of the room, and a bathroom at the end.

There is a clock on the wall, electric lights in the room, table lamps, and all the lighting tools that should be available. There are wardrobes, there are bedside tables, and there is a lot of storage space.

I don't know how much better this condition is than the lower block. Maybe someone deliberately committed a crime and let their friends live here as witnesses. As long as he doesn't get caught for a day, his friends can stay forever.

As for the food, because he didn't visit the kitchen, Fang Yin didn't know whether it was assigned by the police station or by himself.

At this time, it was getting late, Fang Yin touched his deflated stomach, looked at Misha who was packing up his clothes, and muttered, "I'm hungry." ”

Misha didn't get up when she heard this, and continued to pack her things.

It wasn't until she was done cleaning up that she stood up and glanced at the clock on the wall, and said, "It's almost dinner time, let's go." ”

How do you feel that Misha is not very happy? Fang Yin followed Misha, looking at the back of Misha's head and thinking.

The two came to the first floor, where the exotic girl and the middle-aged woman were sitting on the sofa blowing ceiling fans, as if waiting for Misha and Fang Yin.

Seeing Fang Yin and Mixia coming down, the two immediately stood up and walked outside together without any communication.

Fang Yin walked in the penultimate place, she turned off the ceiling fan with her hand, and Misha locked the door in the back.

No one spoke along the way, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

"My name is Miyin." Fang Yin said. She felt that since everyone lived under the same roof, it would be better to change this strange way of getting along.

The two glanced back at Fang Yin, and the middle-aged woman didn't speak, and continued to walk forward. The foreign girl took a few steps back, reached Fang Yin's side, and walked at the same speed as her.

"I'm Daisy Ingres, from the land of Ahab." The girl's voice was light, and she seemed happy to finally break this strange embarrassment.

"Nice to meet you." Fang Yin said with a smile.

The two didn't talk about anything next, but Fang Yin felt that the atmosphere was completely different.

The four of them walked along the stone path by the lawn, turned two corners, and a bungalow appeared in front of everyone.

The first to walk in was the middle-aged woman, who quickly entered the bungalow as if she had fled, leaving Fang Yin stunned.

Entering the bungalow, Fang Yin found that it was a cafeteria, and now some men and women in uniform were sitting in it, eating the food in front of them.

The middle-aged woman quickly walked to the window to get the food and left the cafeteria directly.

Fang Yin obviously felt as if she didn't want to get too close to others.

Looking at the middle-aged woman's back and leaving, Fang Yin stood behind Misha, turning his eyes back to look at this similar Chinese-style canteen, but distributing Western-style food, feeling a little disobedient.

The three of them didn't leave after receiving the food, so they just found a seat and sat down to enjoy the food.

Dinner here is two soft breads per person, a bowl of cereal, and a chicken cutlet.

The food is not too good, but it is more than enough. Thinking of the food he ate in the lower block of Lag Street, Fang Yin felt that this kind of food was normal.

At this time, Fang Yin and Daisy finally opened the conversation, and the two chatted about the difference between the Okpyro Kingdom and the Oudan Kingdom.

Mi Yin didn't say a word on the side.

From Daisy's mouth, Fang Yin learned that the people of the kingdom of Ahal seemed to be very open, advocating freedom and democracy, and it seemed that even the king was elected by the people.

The two complained about the strange custom of not being able to show your arm but showing a lower leg in the country of Okpelo, about the obvious shortcomings of the class system in the upper and lower blocks, and about the fact that the people of the country of Yahar were too open, and some people even hugged and kissed on the street.

These are impossible images to appear in the country of Okperio.

Fang Yin was very curious, could there be a player in the Yahar Kingdom as well? What system is he?

So she swallowed the soft bread in her mouth and asked, "Has there been any special change in the kingdom of Ahab lately?" ”

Daisy's eyes went up, as if she was remembering something, and after a while she stopped remembering and said, "No." At least nothing changed before I came out. ”

"When did you come out?"

"Three months ago."

Three months ago, the players hadn't even come to Yongxia. Fang Yin sighed inwardly, knowing that he couldn't ask for any useful information, so he concentrated on dealing with food.

Speaking of which, how are the plants grown here? Although all the cities in Okpelo are seaside, fresh water is scarce. Could it be that plants have been modified to adapt to seawater?

And why is Yongxia so hot, but whether it's Okpyro or Ahar, everyone's skin is white? It's about the same as the Caucasian people on Earth.

"It's just a game." The dialect that asks these questions through divergent thinking through food, comes up with this answer in the mind.

But if just the game setting can solve all the unreasonable, then the game designer has to memorize this pot with a loose setting.

Well, maybe I just didn't find the answer.

Without continuing to think about it, Fang Yin ate everything in line with the principle of not wasting everything, and saw Misha carrying the rest of the bread in his pocket.

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