Hall 2 of the Jiemen Sculpture Impression Museum, although it is a large exhibition hall, is divided by diagonal columns and walls to form a kind of visual effect.

The entertainment area, the rest area, the sculpture exhibition area, and the central area with huge sculptures that stand as high as the sky, and the whole view is not visible.

As he strolled in, the first thing he saw was the busy pedestrians rushing behind him.

The much larger hall was still noisy, and the noise of people came from the front, from his side, from the back, and he tried to sift through them as usual.

'Hurry up, I don't want to use insurance here.' ’

'Dimensional Shock? In this kind of place? ’

'This is not your arrangement?' Okay, uh-huh, well-hmm, then let's get it as soon as possible. ’

'You're not targeting him, are you?' ’

'Hurry up'

'Knock, knock, knock! ’

Very recognizable, unrecognizable, mixed in the voices, even the voices of teammates, and Omer's greeting to the mourners: "Rhode Island should have contacted the police, right?" ”

"The monitoring and retrieval are inconclusive, and the time retrace is hindered by some residual force." Nian, who was already standing in the distance, replied as if talking to himself, as if he didn't think about whether this distance and this volume could reach the ears of the questioner.

You don't need headphones either, it's not so much a temptation as an explicit.

"So you think it's the venue itself that's involved?"

Nor did Omer care about revealing his extraordinaryness, he turned his head and walked towards the thump, where a tall figure in his regular clothes was striking lightly, with a sleek and beautiful movement.

At the pool table, she constantly changes her position in front of the pool table, and what remains unchanged is that she can pocket every shot.

Such technology should have attracted a lot of voices and attention, but at this moment, only the approaching Omer was the only spectator.

Yes, the only one.

The mourners did not follow, and the able-moving, white-haired man, after seeing his colleague in Rhode Island, whispered to him for instructions to act alone for the time being.

It is said that this is true, but in fact, it is also in the field of vision that can be seen from afar as you turn around, after all, this exhibition hall is such a view.

Omer would naturally agree, in fact, when he noticed that the billiards player in front of him was here, he felt half stable, and this commission could probably be completed as soon as possible.

Because that billiards player is a Sirius symbol.

Aside from what she saw on the screen or on the page, Omer had seen her once in the subway, twice in Takarazuka Morimori, and now, for the fourth time.

Only at this moment, he waited for a few seconds, watched the other party put the last billiard ball into the bag with a five, and then turned his head to look at the vertical pole, he said hello for the first time:

"Hello, Miss Sirius Symbol."

"It's you," the brown-haired horse lady raised her eyebrows, as if she was a little surprised, but not too surprised, just looked behind Omer and asked, "Just you?" ”

"I think I'll be enough for myself."

"It's really lonely," Ma Niang said, glancing at the billiard cue in her hand, and suddenly handed it to Omer, "Then do you want to have a shot?" ”

With the sound of sirens and evacuation urges still circulating in the background, she issued such an invitation, and the aggression in her rosy eyes almost overflowed.

This symbolizes the second Ma Niang who created a name among the young generation of the family, different from the calm kingly bearing of the first one, and more like a general who attacked the city and plundered the land.

But also in Omer's understanding.

Whether it is that self-confidence to arrogance, or that frivolous temperament, it was once her promotional feature in the Tianmen City arena.

Personally, Omer doesn't have any bad feelings.

After all, what he wanted to say was not polite: "Is there a reward for a shot in this realm?" ”

"You're really utilitarian," the slightly faint smile of Sirius symbolized his expression a little more serious, "and you are the third one who bargained with me like this." ”

There was just some oppression in the rose-red eyes, but it disappeared in the smile that suddenly bloomed in the next second: "It's okay, just give a little encouragement to a lonely trainer who doesn't bring a horse girl." ”

Ma Niang?

As for the position of the symbolist, Omer has three biases, which are nothing more than participation and neutrality.

As for the Sirius symbol that can be seen here, Omer thought that he could sit down to some kind of conclusion, especially when the other party asked, "It's just you", and Omer thought that she was asking her own team members, which made her previous inference more clear.

Based on this direction, what kind of 'loneliness' can be regarded as a painless mockery.

But when he heard this sentence, he hesitated a little.

She seemed to be just asking herself why she was visiting the venue alone.

But no matter what, he took the cue, and after a little scrutiny, he pulled out a club that was slightly ten centimeters long, put down the briefcase in his hand, and picked up the chocolate powder to polish the club head slightly.

"Very skilled." I didn't care about the other party's change of stick, but it was because I saw the other party change the stick, but it was the bright Sirius symbol in my eyes who pressed the button on the billiard table.

The sphere in the bag instantly turned into several blue lights, gathered in the circle above the billiard table, and then fell smoothly, turning into an incomparably neat triangle.

"Playing a lot?" She asked.

The billiards player's choice of cue is smooth, length, thickness, and weight are all measurement points, and I didn't expect the other party to play what kind of Sirius, but I was a little surprised to see him change rods and smooth polishing movements.

"No," Omer looked at the billiard ball in front of him, "It's just that he used to train his mastery of strength." ”

Heart, eyes, gods, arms, billiards pay attention to the unity of the four, and then grasp the strength.

Omer had been recommended for this exercise, but for a financially strapped and busy student, it was time to give up after a few attempts.

Or playing marbles is more affordable.jpg

But even so, there is a billiard table in the bar where I work, and I am occasionally called by the boss to be a companion, which can be regarded as a little skilled prostitute.

It's like the technique of slipping a wine glass.

At this moment, the large triangle of 15 balls is stable, easily subverted by a white ball, and the force brings a high-frequency collision and gyration, and the score board projected above the table jumps from 1 to 7.

"Far more than expected, so what do you want?" Sirius looked back in amazement, and saw the young man looking down at the tip of the club in his hand.

Her calm face was full of Gu Jing Wubo, like the first two people she had just mentioned.

That just a little happy mood poured cold water on reality.

The young man who was expecting him to grow up suddenly grew into a very unpleasant appearance, and she was naturally unhappy.

"Ask a few questions." Omer said, putting the club back in its place, picking up the briefcase again, and looking back at the completely deserted hall.

By the way, he looked at Mostima, who was approaching the entrance of the hall.

The perception that 'you can come to him no matter what you have' is really ...... It's a good thing.

He is not a social phobia who is not good at refusing, and it is always a good thing to be able to gain such trust.

"Captain, have you gained anything?" Mostima approached and asked.

"You're just in time for the harvest." Omer said, looking back at the Sirius symbol.

"So you're not withdrawn," Sirius Symbol looked at Mostima, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Captain, so you're not here to visit." ”

"So you really think I'm here to visit?"

"I still feel in my heart that it was a coincidence." The brown-haired horse girl tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"That's true, I didn't expect to see you on the first floor." Omer said, glancing at the flashing police lights beside him.

"The first question I ask, the alarm, the idea of evacuating the crowd, do you know?"

(End of chapter)