The floats moved slowly, and more and more tourists came around, and it seemed that the entire city was coming to Central Park just to catch a glimpse of the Black Swan Dance Company.

At this moment, Ma Wei suddenly saw several men in the same costume appear around the tourists.

Dressed in crisp black wool coats, high boots, and cowhide belts, with a revolver pinned to their waists and thick winter hats, they walked up and down the periphery, staring at the Black Swan Dance on the floats, their expressions resolute and unsmiling, in stark contrast to the cheering tourists.

The police?

No, the police uniforms of the Romanov kingdom are gray, they are not like ....

Ma Wei looked at the group of middle-aged men in black coats, and couldn't guess their true identities for a while, but it was certain that these people did not belong to the Order School, but came from other forces.

After all, in Ma Wei's heart, the Black Swan Dance Troupe must have some connection with the School of Order, and after determining this, he can discern the position of the man in black.

If they were here to protect the Black Swan Dance, why would they have to look at their object with hostile eyes?

Monitoring the crowd is what they should do.

Suddenly, Ma Wei saw a middle-aged man in a black coat rushing into the crowd, grabbed a thief who was about to steal his wallet, and in a very rough way, grabbed the thief's collar, dragged him out of the crowd, and brought him to his companions.

The man in black, who looked like the leader, glanced at the thief and waved his hand away, and the thief was dragged into the woods behind, his screams drowned out by intense music.

After a while ....

Two men in black wiped the blood from their gloves and walked out silently, while the thief.... He was beaten to a human shape and hung on a tree.

Seeing this scene, Ma Wei was even more sure that they were not police, regardless of whether the police beat people in accordance with the regulations for the time being, at least they would be sent to the police station after catching the thief, but these men in black had no intention of sending the thief to the police station at all, and after being punished, they were thrown to the local police for processing.

"Teacher, the float is here."

Under Daniel's reminder, Ma Wei withdrew his gaze to observe the man in black, and turned to look ahead, the float had come to his front, the music was deafening, and it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the tourists.

Miss Jinna, who danced wantonly, looked at the crowd on both sides, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, a touch of crimson at the corner of her eye, and a clear black boy quickly swept through the crowd, and finally, stopped at Ma Wei.

Miss Kina looked at Mavi who was holding Yunia in the crowd, her eyes swept over the balance badge on his chest, and she smiled even more, the corners of her rosy lips squirmed slightly, and she silently spat out a few syllables.

Then, the music ended, and the float *** also came to the end, she threw a wink at everyone, twisted her waist, and walked into the interior of the float in the warm cheers.

"Miss Ginna is so beautiful!"

"yes, yes, I've never seen a woman as beautiful as her! The Black Swan is well deserved!"

Unfinished judgments erupted around her, and Yunia was not interested in the performance of the Black Swan Dance Troupe, but asked in confusion, "Dad, aren't they cold?"

"Who knows?"

Ma Wei couldn't answer Yunia's question, whether he was cold or not was people's feelings, and he didn't know.

However, daring to perform in a sequined costume in the winter of minus 20 degrees Celsius is not something that ordinary people can do.

After the Black Swan Troupe's performance, there was a summary of the program, and Ma Wei was not interested, mingling in the scattered crowd and walking towards the place where the float disappeared.

There were quite a few people who shared his thoughts, including crazy fans, and anyone who wanted to get a glimpse behind the scenes of the Black Swan Troupe, headed deep into Central Park.

But they were disappointed, the floats entered the preparation area, where entry was forbidden, and the police waved sticks to expel tourists.

Don't let the crowd stay here.

Just as Ma Wei was about to turn to leave, a man suddenly stopped his way.

The other party has a curly beard, with an unknown amount of hair oil on his head, greasy and shiny, the cold wind blows through the lines and does not move, as if it is stuck to the scalp, and there is a nameplate pinned to the chest of the straight tuxedo: [Manager]

"Someone asked me to deliver you a letter."

The man handed over an unsealed envelope, bowed, and walked into the backstage preparation area without looking back.

The envelope was heavy, as if it contained something, and Ma Wei took out a black card and a metal nameplate of [staff] from inside.

The black card had a faint fragrance and a sentence written on it in purple marker:

"The Black Swan Dance Company looks forward to welcoming you."

There was no signature, no address, just a never-ending invitation, but Ma Wei smiled, he knew that it was an invitation from Miss Jinna.

As long as you wear the [staff] nameplate, you can smoothly enter the backstage preparation area.

"It looks like after a banquet where some aristocratic lady invites her favorite to share a bed." Daniel, who was familiar with the aristocratic way of life, mercilessly debunked the meaning behind the invitation.

"Teacher, go ahead, Nia will leave it to me."

"What stupid are you talking about?"

Mavi put on the staff nameplate and said, "Of course Nia wants to go in with me."

「.... It's you who was invited, so what's the matter with you bringing a child to an appointment?"

"Can't you bring your daughter to an appointment?"

"It's not.... Teacher, you... Well, why don't you take me with you?"

"It's me who was invited, what's the matter with you?"

"But you're planning to take Nia with you!"

"You're not the same as Nia..."

Leaving Daniel behind his glazed eyes, Mavi turned and walked towards the backstage preparation area, showing the staff's nameplates to the police who were driving away the tourists, and walked through the blockade without hindrance.

"Humph!"

Daniel kicked a pebble and muttered, "What the hell, I want to join in the fun..."

"Then let's join in the fun."

Daniel looked up and saw that it was a policeman with a baton, who raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You're Daniel, we haven't met, but you've heard my name..."

The policeman's face squirmed, and he quickly turned into the appearance of a communication, looked at Daniel with a smile and said, "I am the Boss's right-hand man, one of the indispensable and important members of the Church of Truth.... Communication Bojie."

"Who?"

「.......」

The orange cat crouching in the bushes next to him let out a mocking sneer.

Daniel didn't mean to offend, but he really hadn't heard of Rinwen's name, and Mavi had never mentioned it to him.

"Didn't the boss tell you my story?" The communication was a little embarrassed: "I see, you are certainly not a core member of the church."

"I'm not." Daniel admitted, "So who the hell are you?"

"Didn't I introduce myself... Forget it, it doesn't make sense to you, and you'll understand later."

The communication grabbed Daniel's arm and whispered as he made his way towards the preparation area, "I arrived in Tobolsk in the evening, and I wanted to surprise the boss, but I didn't expect him to run to have a tryst with Miss Kinna, hum..... I've finally been caught, Fat Orange, keep up! Let's go in and see the show!"

The communication, disguised as a police officer, did not attract the attention of the other policemen, and easily bypassed the blockade and walked into the depths of the preparation area to the huge black swan float.

The floats were bustling with people, the staff were putting the finishing touches on it, and the dancers were wearing coats and sitting in front of the box stage to remove their makeup — except for Jinna.

Communication with Daniel,

When Fat Tangerine arrived, he happened to see Ma Wei holding the invitation letter, stepping up the stairs behind the float and entering a small hidden door.

The staff of the Black Swan Dance Troupe were not surprised by Ma Wei's appearance at all, as if they had long been accustomed to it.

"Fat Orange, come up."

The communication stretched out his arm and let Fat Orange jump on his shoulder, and then snapped his fingers lightly in Daniel's blank gaze.

Swish!

The two and a cat disappeared in an instant and appeared on top of the float.

"What kind of magic is this?!" Daniel's eyes widened in shock as he looked at the communication, "Who are you?"

"Now you know you're scared?"

The text raised his head triumphantly, and before he could pretend to be forced, he was slapped by Fat Tangerine: "Is it over? Can you get down to business first?"

「......」

Reluctantly, the source bent down, pressed the top of the float, and quietly activated the Siren Tears in his arms.

A cavity the size of a human head appeared on top of the float, revealing the small room below, in the room....

Miss Jinna, who was only dressed in a thin fir, hugged Ma Wei very intimately.

The communication opened his mouth in an "oh" shape, and pointed to the two people hugging below, and met the eyes of the fat orange with a frown.

Fat Orange gave him a blank look, motioned for him to remain silent, then lowered his head and continued to observe.

The two who hugged separated, Miss Jinna took Ma Wei's palm and walked towards the bed on the side.

The communication was even more uncertain, his teeth creaked, and with an expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred, he shouted in his heart:

"It's too much!"