The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 202
A high voice sang:

"Occasionally, I will miss the magnificent ancestral house and the city wall standing in the quicksand and the fields for thousands of years. That is my hometown..."

On the stage, a girl with gorgeous makeup was dressed in a white gauze skirt. The hem and tail of the skirt were automatically dyed red, symbolizing bleeding and flesh removal.

To her left are two people, one dressed as a knight and one dressed as a hunter.

——not the literal meaning of the conventional understanding, but the knights and hunters in Utopia wearing steam cans and bullet belts.

After she finished singing, the thick curtain was drawn down.

There was thunderous applause.

Gwen rubbed her eyes and let out a little breath, which was a really good sleep.

"It's so touching, the feeling of returning home burst into tears, a good show."

Mihaila wiped her eyes, wiping away the crystals under her eye sockets.

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you for taking me to see this scene. The writing about homesickness is very good, and the great teachers (actors of Utopia) are also very good. If it is better than Joe Bagrudev, it is not necessarily so. , but I wrote my own stuff, have you seen it? I must have seen it, ha!" Mihaila patted her thigh, and her delicate chin nodded in accordance with the rhythm of the music in the play just now, with another look of longing "That's great!"

Gwen didn't watch the play, and just had a good sleep.

Not to mention, this place is really suitable for catching up on sleep...

The renovated Foreign Land Theater opened smoothly.

Due to Utopian customs on the first night, only those with official positions can enter.As the captain of the car, Gwen has no official position, but he is equivalent to a fourth-class official, so he can go in, and he can even bring a companion in.Originally, he had no idea of ​​going there, but he couldn't bear Huo Hua's soft and hard thinking, and finally he agreed, and Mihaila quickly picked the peaches, bribed Mao Deng, and asked Mao Deng to do an urgent errand to call Huo Hua to him. out……

Brother Mihaila is indeed a trickster.

Seeing that no one was looking at the small private room on the second floor, Gwen simply stretched.

There is air conditioning here, the color is still dark, and there is music. Although you still have to buy tea and refreshments, you don’t need to spend a ration ticket. It’s a good place!

Although he didn't watch the movie, he still read the following profile and poster.

This time, it was a drama of "The Return of the Longevity. The Second Act of Gold" that Gwen thought was very cult.

The play tells a story similar to The Wizard of Oz, but it is utopianized. In the end, the cursed immortal is divided and eaten by the protagonist and his group as a boss.And this Suka is a play for children and teenagers, young people in general.

But looking at Mihaila's happy face...

It seems that Shulong Meishounen is also very young inside.

"It's a good comedy, I feel like Cat Lanterns like it too, right?"

Nesting in the corner, eating, drinking, and having refreshments, the cat lanterns that had been playing cards for two hours stacked up into a cat tower, and said in unison: "Meow, it's beautiful, meow!"

Mihaila rubbed her eyes and sighed:
"Wonderful drama, who doesn't like it."

People who don't understand don't like it.

Gwen smiled, climbed to the edge of the private room and glanced at the guards below and so on.

Unsurprisingly, they were all Wilkie guards.

Recently, the Tea Festival is coming, and the guards of Shad and Ron are not worried about being hired—this is a high EQ statement, if it is not for the self-esteem of the Welji cats, the real statement should be "Now except You can hire nothing but the Welgie guards."

Looking at the guard, he felt a little guilty.

Gwen was extremely worried that the fact that he had caused large-scale damage here would come to light, but Cursed Blade said, "You are also a car leader with status. If you avoid a theater, someone will always think 'possibility'." '", ah, 'possibility', these three words are tantamount to the most vicious sharp knife!

Most of the time, some prisoners are caught, it's not because they didn't do well, but because others just don't like you!
For example, Ye Oyue in Dead O's Notes, after he was targeted, L's mental journey is simply a vivid version of "I think you are a criminal", "Too arrogant = Qi Le", "Too low-key = Qi Le ', seriously, why not say 'Ye Oyue is Qile because Ye Oyue stepped in the door with his left foot first'?

Therefore, what Gwen has to do is to come and leave freely.

Regardless of the 'criminals may revisit', every night there are cat lights in this place to enjoy the free air-conditioning!Are cats criminals?Can't!
At this time, there was a sudden jolt.

Mihaila had already hugged her knees and sat on the ground very skillfully, while Gwen sat next to him in one fell swoop.

Holding his long gray hair, he muttered and complained: "How many times has this happened? Why did the Countryman go to the mountainous area? Long Yan's influence on it is not as good as before, and he will never let it go. We went to a high-turbulence area like the mountainous area! You have to understand, it’s not as good as before, you have to understand... there are many people there, and seeing him being punished by the authorities recently, I feel that he has lost power."

Seeing that he was upset, Gwen smiled: "I thought you would hate Long Yan..."

"If you hate it, you hate it, but that's here. If it's outside, don't you hate Long Yan? It's still the same sentence, the fight is just our internal fight, and the outside wants to bully us, what is it?"

This is true.

Although Gwen seems to be being framed at the moment and wants to top Long Yan.

But this kind of conflict is only limited to this train. In other words, as long as Gwen escapes from the Fellowship, there is a high probability that Long Yan will withdraw his wanted arrest, and he will find a reason to invite him back after a year or two.

But Gwen wasn't that kind of guy.

He does not compromise, he cannot compromise.

If he nodded and bowed, it would kill him more than kill him.

Quite upright, he will never let Long Yan have this good opportunity to slander himself, he will never.

"So you think Curse Blade's hostility towards Long Yan is too much?"

"It's too much." He glanced at the cat lamp secretly, and lowered his voice, "Don't you think that the curse blade has always wanted to cause some trouble for Long Yan? Although the death of that detective means that you have been involved in big trouble, but Don't you think that you should go to Long Yan to ask for clarification when encountering such a thing? Maybe you are in the same group?"

What Pride and Prejudice.

Gwen smiled, feeling another shake, "Recently, have there been more mind flayer cases?"

Mihaila paid attention to academics, but she was still concerned about the mind flayer case.

After hearing it, he said, "Well, there have been many copycats committing crimes recently. Many people said that there appeared a mind flayer covered in red, which is very strange."

"All red?"

"It's a mind flayer whose clothes are red, so it's a matter of course that it's considered a copycat by default, right?"

"That's true."

Gwen didn't deny it.

After watching the play, Gwen pretended to go to the bathroom, and wandered around in the theater for a while, preferring to leave a rumor of 'easy to get lost', and check here again.

Although Fog Kill is a source of strange talk that keeps its promise, it can't control whether it will be triggered again.So a certain level of finishing touches was required from Gwen.

Even though there is no obligation to do so, Gwen thought, let's leave a little way for the people of Utopia who are in trouble.

The results of the inspection are very optimistic.

The root of Wusha should be the ghost story relic, simply put, it is that painting.Later, he learned from Wirth's statement that, except for the main body of the mist, the rest of the oil paintings of the mist are essentially fakes. "It can be such a large oil painting, or it can be a photo in a necklace, or it can be a pocket watch... in a normal photo frame, but we are more envious of you, you can go anywhere..."

After the root is taken away.

This weird talk has no roots...

No, it was dismissed.

There is indeed no danger.

He went back in relief.

After returning to the private room, Mihaila took a look at his face, and then asked with a smile, "Is the inspection finished... Ha, it must be no big deal, right? I said, even the roots have been taken away, and the rest Sometimes it’s just a matter of being scared...you understand.” He squeezed his high collar, in Utopia, formal clothes are always made of more fabrics, which are scarce so they are formal.He didn't wear feminine clothes today, but wore a high-necked black robe similar to a priest, and his long hair was tied into a low ponytail behind him. "A monster that spies at night? Walking down the street feeling someone is watching you? ... That's all, my friend."

Gwen nodded.

"Yes."

Mihaila smiled.

"But I'm worried." Gwen said, "So, you come with me tonight and do some aftermath work."

Mihaila moved her lips, pouted a little, and suggested cautiously, "Why not let the sparks come?"

"You cheated him of his ticket, but you threw the job to him after enjoying it, can you bear it?"

"Be patient."

Mihaila rubbed her eyes, with a compassionate expression, "Society is the best university, it may not be love or it may be pain, and pain may not be torture, but it may also be growth. May March bless the lovely Mr. Spark to be able to In this pain, I suddenly realized that even if he is a Verge, Mao Lantern will still be the one who should be cheated..."

"Well said, but Suka can't, you have to come with me."

His slender but fluffy mouse dragon tail flicked, and it slapped like a whip, "Why are you taking care of Sparks so much?"

"Probably because the sparks will pour medicine into your cup if they feel that they can't bear it anymore. I am saving you, my dear Mihaila. Although the Rat Dragon does have poison resistance, but the sparks are graduated from a regular academy. If To make poison, it’s no problem to get you some diarrhea and tiger wolf medicine.”

Having said that, Mihaila nodded gloomyly.

The beautiful boy Shulong is good in every way, but the degree of fishing is almost comparable to that of Mao Deng.

All day and night, except for combat business, nothing else is accepted.

Seeing his expression, Gwen pretended not to see it at all, and ordered another scene with a smile, then unceremoniously adjusted the seat back, squinted her eyes and prepared to catch up on sleep.

Then I smelled the mermaid-like scent of Mihaila next to me.

Turning his head to the side, he saw that Shulongmei boy was also lying down, his eyes were looking at the ceiling, his mouth was pouted, and he also wanted to catch up on sleep.

In order to work at night, even if it is a very small job, they must keep up their energy. After all, accidents are not uncommon in this world.

Sometimes, once the information is missing, it may even directly hit the commander-level opponent...

Gwen was entrusted by Curseblade, and the other party asked him to cure the lazy rat dragon... Isn't it a coincidence! ...Gwen originally did nothing but combat business, wouldn't it be nice for the two of them to fish together? ... Suka's, now he is also forced to come out and help with all kinds of work. The dark cat interpreted for the guest that day, and the child in the guest's house couldn't get away. He went to help with it for an hour, Suka Suka! ... Mihaila is not allowed to be lazy!Let me die together!

……

The night came smoothly, and the streets and the tunnels under the streets, the mine-drives under the tunnels, and the shadows were full of Utopian figures.

The huge theater was empty.

After getting enough sleep, Gwen used some tricks to make the two Welge guards fall asleep, then secretly went to the warehouse of the theater, and brought out a frozen roast chicken and a small bucket of wheat juice.

"Market price, uh, uh..." Looking at the menu, he counted the cost of the meal from his pocket, put a few private ones on the counter, took out a pen and paper, and imitated the price of the delivery clerk. "At [-]:[-] p.m., roast chicken and wheat juice in a small bucket, one each."

He led the food back to the room covered by his source power.

Mihaila was already twirling the test tube with her tail in high spirits, testing the degree of fusion between a certain solution and the material.

This kind of test can only rely on a lot of time and materials to make luck-like results. No one knows what the ablation sound produced by these bubbling liquid and a small piece of metal or other materials inside represents. Maybe a cross on a note, maybe a tick.

Mihaila turned her head to the side: "You got it from below?"

"Well, I gave you money."

"You really follow the law, huh." Mihaila was in a good mood, even if the experiment failed, he couldn't move him at all, and trotted all the way over to share the whole frozen roast chicken with Gwen.

The grilled chicken is baked with special cheese and cream. Even if it is frozen, the taste is quite good. The meat is tender and melts in the mouth. It is indeed a roast chicken that is three to four times more expensive than buying a frozen chicken.Wheat juice is mainly a favorite drink of Shulong.

Gwen glanced at him, and slowly sipped Utopia's slightly spicy beer that tasted like soda water, "This is not called following the law. If you follow the rules and regulations of the old man, we will not be here anymore. I call it following Your own choice."

"Picture for fun?"

"Just want to have fun."

The two ate and drank for a while, and when they were full, they picked up regular objects and began to check.

It is relatively simple to routinely check whether there are strange stories, but it will cause trouble for the staff who will open the theater tomorrow.

A batch of 'purifying salts' mixed with herbal powders is the main tool.

But what Gwen feared did not happen.

After this batch of salt was sprinkled all over the key source nodes in the theater, there were no strange stories, so it can be concluded that it is harmless.

But if something happened to this kind of thing, a group of people lost their lives.

Therefore, Gwen also cautiously left a flame mirror buried in the dressing room of the theater. If there is a source of strange talk, it will take the initiative to send the strange talk to the shadow world.

In the Shadow Realm, the fat cat, lamp cat, and Valo can have an excuse to kidnap Guai Tan...

　The state is not very good these days, trying to adjust, meow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)