Chapter 306: A Letter for Help

() First of all, I apologize, the capital of the Czech Republic is, Prague and then I wrote it as Budapest, I'm so sorry~

After entering March, the weather in London is still so unpleasant, of course, for Aaron, no matter what the weather, it can't stop his love of life.

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"Would you like to go get something to eat?" Driving his beloved car, Aaron looked at Harty, who had just come out of the new MI6 building.

"I want to eat ribs, preferably the kind that has been grilled with basil leaves for three hours!" Hattie threw off her high heels and lay down in the back seat without a ladylike posture, and her feet stepped on Aaron's waist in a daze.

"Quick, pinch my legs!"

"Don't make a fuss, drive, let the traffic police see that you have to pay a fine, I'm fed up with the London police, I took out my documents, and I didn't give me face, you know, that guy also told, ah, sir, I'm sorry, even if you are higher than me, I will give you a ticket!"

"And then?" Hattie continued.

"Then I gave Lestrade a call, and he told him that there was no need to worry about the ticket, he was of a higher level and could handle it for me!"

"Ha, you already have interest groups tied up!"

"Of course, in capitalist society, class is a great source of happiness!" Aaron turned the car around, ready to go to a very famous but very difficult to find restaurant to eat, anyway, these days he and Harty are lazy and sick, three meals a day, breakfast can be improvised, oatmeal, bread, is not good to instant noodles and sausages, lunch Aaron is in the headquarters restaurant to solve, and Hattie is to eat a bread sandwich casually, and a cup of coffee, as for dinner, it can't be saved, it must be arranged with big fish and meat, Boston lobster, Australian Wagyu beef what is delicious to come, as for the reason, One day the two were eating, and suddenly Hattie was nauseous and retching, at first the two only felt a small cold or something, went to the hospital to check it, only to find that it didn't seem to be a cold, but the sharpshooter was targeted, for the emergence of new life and a series of follow-up problems, Aaron really didn't know anything, of course, he was still very surprised, and as a traverser, his sense of belonging to this world is still not high, and now he suddenly has a little trace of himself, Aaron didn't even know how to describe his feelings, of course, about the child's question, Aaron still thought about it carefully, after all, it was not his own business, so he would still decide with Hattie's preference.

And Harty said that he didn't think about it well, he needed time to think, Aaron said he understood, but thinking is thinking, nutrition or something still has to keep up, at first Aaron really wanted to let the other party stay at home and raise something at ease, but Harty said that it was better to kill her if she stayed motionless at home, plus because of work problems, lunch or something must be sloppily solved, so dinner or something is very important.

After a half-hour drive, the two came to a nondescript restaurant in central London, which is said to be more than 150 years old, and where the Queen once came to eat and left a high review, including ribs.

"Welcome!" An old man with gray hair pushed open the door for the two of them, and a waiter arrived.

"How many guests do you have?"

"Two, can you arrange a quieter location for us?" Aaron raised his finger and gestured to a two.

"Okay, please come with me!"

Finally, the waiter led the two to a table in the corner of the dining room, where there was a partition made of greenery, which was not only quiet, but also had a good view.

"This is our menu, and besides, the main dish today is grilled ribs, which is well worth trying!" A thick menu was shoved into Aaron's hand.

"Well, we're going to grill the ribs for the main course, and we're going to have the polos halibut with lobster mousse, and we're going to have a roasted deer loin with a Prangdon, and finally a braised squash with cabbage!"

"Where's the dessert?"

"Milk crème brûlée, chocolate mousse, that's all!" Aaron thought about it, and that should be enough.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

After ordering, the waiter retired, and after Aaron and Hattie chatted for a while about the latest news gossip, the dishes were served one by one.

The juicy ribs and deer tenderloin paired with the secret sauce made Aaron cry, and sure enough, British food is not good, this grilled rib is an American method, and the dishes in a long-established British restaurant are all from other countries, which is terrifying to think about.

After eating the main course, Hattie left his place to go to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, and Aaron carefully called a waiter over and pulled out a small box from his pocket.

"Later, can you help me hide this ring in our dessert!"

"Oh my gosh, of course!" The waiter, who was also an uncle in his fifties, was surprised when he saw the ring, and then patted his chest and promised him that the work for the meeting would be on him.

"Uh, it's just a ring, what's the other work?" Aaron suddenly felt that he had made a mistake on this day.

After the waiter left, Hattie walked back slowly.

"What's wrong, your complexion isn't good?"

"I vomited again just now, it's fine!" Hattie sat down and took a sip of lemonade, but Aaron didn't dare to ask for wine, worried that there would be any bad effects.

"And what do you think?"

"E, I think it's good to have such one, but am I just like that?" Hattie threw a roll of the eye at the other party, when has this been, and doesn't you know what to give the title or something?

"Uh, uh, that's good!" How could Aaron not understand the hint, but the ring would have been put into the cake, what could he do, he could only play haha and wait for the dessert to come up.

During the time when Aaron was waiting for the dessert, every second was extremely difficult, and when he saw that the dessert was about to be served, suddenly Aaron's mobile phone rang.

Aaron took it out and saw that it was Sherlock Holmes, so he hung up the phone decisively, only to have the latter send him another text message, which contained the word help.

"Something must have happened to this guy!" Aaron thought about it for a while, but he spoke to Hattie, I went to answer the phone, and walked out of the restaurant.

"Hey, Sherlock, I'm in a hurry right now!"

"I've got a letter here, you need to read it!"

"I'll come back and see again, okay?"

"Well, besides, I wish you a successful proposal!"

"Hehe, then borrow your auspicious words!" Aaron hung up the phone angrily and walked into the restaurant, only to be dumbfounded when he saw the situation in the corner.