December 10, 1085 A.D., morning.

On the morning of this day, there was finally no noise about counting lottery tickets.

Going downstairs to get three newspapers, and seeing that Lovely was still asleep, Yorkham Jones used the 'Primary Divine Transformation' to fall into a deep sleep.

Around 9.30, a rejuvenated Yorkham Jones woke up to the faint rays of the sun.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the rich smell of food rushed into Yorkham Jones's mouth and nose, and the lovely voice roared in his ears.

"Jones, you're so lazy! When I wake up, you're still sleeping!"

Cute walked in with breakfast at the same time.

Breakfast was seafood rice porridge with some grilled marinated meats.

"It's seafood again..."

Looking at the seafood, Yorkham Jones's stomach immediately felt a wave of retching.

Shaking his head, Yorkham Jones picked up the love Jonson Morning Newspaper on the side.

After a casual look around and seeing that the Heartdigger was inactive, Yorkham Jones looked towards the bottom left corner of the newspaper.

"No. 71 St. Cotin wants to buy a batch of handmade silk fabrics, you can contact Ms. Di Lia, at 9 p.m., there is a new bar on Shanchuan Avenue, the drinks are free, don't miss it, after two days, the Lin Sen Road Minerals Company will be demolished...."

After two glances, remembering Robert's description, Yorkham Jones picked up a red lead ink pen and circled a few lines.

"The first is the place, the second is the time..."

"Together, it's 9 p.m., St. Codine 71 has the meaning of the transcendent exchange. ”

"You can contact Ms. Di Liya, maybe you can ask her to go through the formalities..."

After muttering a few words, Yorkham Jones put down the newspaper and ate the cured meat, took two bites, and tilted his head slightly a few more times at the seafood rice porridge.

Then Yorkham Jones shook his head.

Qin Jing walked in with milk, and when he saw this scene, he immediately shouted:

"Jones, don't be a picky eater!"

"Isn't this a picky eater! Are we going to eat seafood lately?"

Yizheng replied with words, looking at the cute, serious and wide-eyed eyes, Yorkham Jones could only sigh and pick up the seafood porridge.

After a few sips, Yorkham Jones immediately disgusted:

"I'd rather eat butter bread. ”

"Hmph, in the TV, you are rich and noble!' commonly known as 'hypocrisy!'"

With a cold snort, she put the milk in front of Yorkham Jones, and then picked up a few pieces of cured meat and ate them with the seafood porridge.

"Jones, where did you buy this cured meat, it tastes so good! We can buy more." ”

"It's Mrs. Marlin..."

Yorkham Jones habitually opened his mouth to answer, but this time he was not finished, and as soon as he spoke, he was quiet.

Seeing Jones suddenly in a daze, Qin Jing also put down the bowl and asked:

"What's wrong? What's wrong with Mrs. Marlin?"

"Nothing..."

With a whisper, Yorkham Jones picked up a few pieces of cured meat and crushed them and put them in the seafood porridge Zheng

After drinking half a bowl in one gulp, he sighed and replied:

"Mrs. Marin and the others have moved, so we won't see each other again. ”

Yorkham Jones did not directly tell him the truth, and there were many considerations.

For example, he doesn't want Cutie to be exposed to the irreversible parting of death too early, at least until she becomes a transcendent, and Yorkham Jones still wants Cutie to enjoy the happy moments of childhood as much as possible...

"Huh, did they leave their contact information?" asked Gollum after a few sips, and Chin asked with her mouth open.

"No Sakura"

With a reply, Yorkham Jones took a sip of the rest of the seafood porridge in the bowl and continued:

"Hurry up, we're going to have a busy day. ”

"Got it..."

When she whispered back, Cutie's brow furrowed tightly, as if she hated parting.

...

In St. Cotin's Academy, the girl sat quietly in front of the stop sign waiting for the mag suspension bus, with an unfinished painting on her lap, and her eyes never left the pattern on the painting.

There is half a portrait of a person on it, although it is only half of it, but it is clear from the outline that it is Yorkham Jones.

"Uncle... I miss you..."

Whispered sweetly, and with the arrival of the maglev bus, the girl put away the portrait and stepped on the maglev bus quietly.

Behind the girl, Professor Abbott followed her.

From the previous stop sign, Professor Abbott stood behind the girl and recognized the portrait of Yorkham Jones.

After getting on the maglev bus, Professor Abbot sat quietly in the seat behind the girl, he didn't say anything, he didn't ask, until the girl got off the bus at the detective academy, he muttered to himself:

"Friend... If you're not willing to give up, maybe we'll all lose our most precious things. ”

"I'm ready, what about you?"

...

After breakfast, around 10.30, Yorkham Jones went out with a basket and a black suitcase.

The black suitcase contained 5,000 wales that had been traded from Professor Abbot.

Yorkham Jones didn't want to put the money in the bank, at least not yet.

Because as soon as it is stored, the Church of Light will directly deduct the 2,300 wales he owes.

The reason why I want to take them all out is because Yorkham Jones is going to attend the Transcendental Exchange today, and there is a high probability that a large amount of money will be spent during this period.

In order to prevent loss, Yorkham Jones also found a thin silver chain and tied the box to his right hand.

After calling a carriage taxi and recalling the business card handed out by the 'Bee' scout, Yorkham Jones said to the carriage driver:

"Sequoia Road, trouble. ”

After walking into the carriage with Lori, who had been staring at the box, Yorkham Jones immediately flicked her head:

"Are you afraid that others won't know that there are good things in it?"

"It's the first time I've seen so much money..."

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he stared at Yorkham Jones cutely again:

"Jones, pinch my face and see if I'm still dreaming. ”

Just then, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Then two women walked into the carriage, one looking to be twenty years old, wearing a youthful dress, and the other about thirty, tall and sexy, dressed rather revealingly.

The two women walked into the carriage, both frowning, presumably they didn't expect that there were other people in the carriage.

After one glance, Yorkham Jones stretched out his arm and said to Jingqing:

"Come here, I'll hold you. ”

"Hmm!"

As she sat on Yorkham Jones' lap, there was just enough room for the two women to sit down, but only just right.

Between the bumps in the carriage, several people in the narrow space collided with each other one after another.

Slowly, the atmosphere in the carriage became a little hot and quiet.

I swear that if I take a horse-drawn taxi next time, I will definitely take a branded taxi, at least not halfway...

If he could hear Yorkham Jones, he would probably immediately complain, 'It's not that you're cheap.' ’