Half an hour later, Frankimir and Leo arrived at the parking lot of the sewer bar, and Leo was glad that he had made it to life.

Now the sky was already pitch black, only snow, reflecting the silver moonlight in the night sky. The snow in the parking lot was no different from when Franky Mire left. Even if someone cleans the snow here, it won't take a day to become like this again, which is called the cycle of repetition, and the power of nature cannot be resisted.

Franky Mill cut off the oil supply, and after a moment of idling, the hot engine slowly stopped, and the snow that fell on the engine disappeared in an instant, emitting a faint layer of white smoke.

After getting out of the car, Frankimir asked in a confirmed manner, "Have you written down what I just said?" ”

"Of course, I don't have amnesia. I'm just not sure if the proprietress will see me. Leo shrugged, and although it was very windy, it was much warmer than the galloping back seat.

"She'll definitely do it, and if he knows about it, he'll see you even more, I can guarantee that."

"Well, hopefully, as you say, I don't want to be in any danger."

"What's my name?"

"George!"

"What a quintessentially American name." Frankimir nodded.

"And it's the longest name a stripper, George! John! James! Oh! Fuck America, it's like they're even the president, they're regulars in gay *sex* bars, and fuck America smashed, rotten and depraved capitalism, more annoying than menstruating women. Leo grumbled.

"You don't have to scold the United States for a name, as if God has lost his conscience. It's just a name, not the crux of the matter. ”

"It's just a suggestion from me, we can come up with a better name."

The two men argue as they walk through a withered and dilapidated garden and into an abandoned chemical factory full of metal pipes.

After walking into the abandoned area of the chemical plant, they did not take a few steps ahead, and the huge copper-colored rusty sign appeared in front of their eyes.

What is extremely puzzling is that outside the door of the sewer bar, there are many robots.

There are more than a dozen repair robots of different shapes, and they are all busy with all their attention, could it be that they are unfortunate that they are here, and the sewer bar is closing for renovation.

Frankimir and Leo stood outside the door for a long time, neither seeing a person come out nor seeing a person entering, it didn't look like they were in business at all.

Frankimir looked at Leo, and Leo looked at Frankimir, both of them were a little confused, and they didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd tonight.

In the face of change, they still intend to do what they planned. Leo strode forward and walked into the sewer bar first, followed by Frankmir and silently following Leo.

According to their plan, Frankmir disguised himself as Leo's new subordinate, an American refugee of Japanese descent, entered the country and smuggled into the Soviet Union.

With Frankimir's full beard, three scars to imitate Kafka, and a left eye that was blind due to cataracts, it was enough to make Frankimir cross the sea. Although most of the staff here have seen Frankimir, no one will be able to recognize him as he appears, and even if she does, I'm afraid she won't recognize Frankimir either, just like the Triangle Cliff grocery store.

The staff didn't recognize Franky Mir, but they were all Leo, and Leo was such a special-looking person, even if they wanted to forget, I am afraid it would not be so easy.

They walked into the reception hall of the sewer bar, which was originally filled with steam and spewed raging flames, but now it looked cold, as if the harsh winter had frozen all the large and small steam pipes here, making people feel a chill involuntarily, and they could not feel any passion at all.

Under the iron flower railing, there were several dwarfs with sad faces squatting, and the expressions on their faces did not look like they were open for business at all. At the back of the reception desk, there was neither the proprietress nor the cashier, except for a young woman, who was bored fiddling with her blond hair.

Now is the golden hour of the night, the best time for crazy men and women to forage for food. This was supposed to be the time when the sewer bar was at its busiest and business was booming. But now it looks like it has just been looted by robbers, leaving only this cold pile of broken copper and iron.

Leo glared into his little eyes and looked at the dwarf crouched in the corner. The gnome also glared at Leo and Frank Mimir as they walked towards the reception desk.

I don't know if it's because the reception hall is unusually quiet today, or for some other reason, even Leo is a little afraid to speak loudly.

He lowered his voice and said to the blonde woman standing behind the reception desk, "I want to find Lady Elena." ”

"I'm sorry she's not here." The woman said coldly with an expressionless face.

"What, she's not there?" Leo looked at Frankimir, and it was a surprise.

"Yes, no." The woman repeated.

"Okay then, I'm going to see your hostess and find me a quieter, quieter room. Tell her I'm Leo, I have a question and want to ask her and she'll be happy to see me. It seems that Leo can only change the plan and execute their second backup plan.

"Every room we had here was quiet and very well soundproofed without worrying about being heard. Are you Leo? And what about this one? The woman asked dismissively, she had seen this dwarf a few times, and in her memory, the proprietress seemed to really know this dwarf.

"Yes, she knows who I am, this guy is my henchman, his name is George, but I don't have to, tell you this." Leo said impatiently.

"Okay, I'll tell the proprietress about it, but if she's willing to see you, I can't guarantee that he's been upset lately, does he need any drinks?"

"Tell her that I'm here to relieve her. First, two bottles of vodka. ”

Led by a "Pete Pig", Leo and Franky Mill arrived at the private room that the woman had arranged for them. Along the way, they didn't see any guests, and both of them couldn't help but be a little strange, not knowing what was going on tonight at the sewer bar.

The anomaly in the bar, both Frankimir and Leo, felt a certain uneasiness. They immediately became alert, watching the way ahead with a certified gaze, and at the same time doubling down on everything around them, and the deathly silence in the sewer bar made one feel an inexplicable fear.

They walked into a dimly lit private room, then sat down and waited quietly, hoping that the proprietress would show up soon and explain it all to them.

Everything is so abnormal here, it's like it's a trap, a trap waiting for them to fall into the net. (To be continued.) )