messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 80 Childhood Habits Are Difficult to Break
The capital of fog is very big, rivers, factories, slums, and rich areas. It was already evening when Lawrence took Chu to circle around.

Perhaps it should be said that they were lucky. Except for the man who robbed, they didn't see any other violations of the law throughout the day.

Today's Fog Capital seems to be extraordinarily quiet to welcome the arrival of the two police officers.

But obviously, the Fog Land cannot be so peaceful forever, and Lawrence knows this very well.

In the evening, he parked the police car by the river.

It is a river that runs through the whole city, and the ships on it go between the ferries, and the waves rise and fall.

It's a pity that the sunset glow can't penetrate the mist of the Fog City, and only a little yellowish color can be seen on the horizon.

Lawrence was going to treat Chu to a meal, and that was all he could afford at the convenience store by the river.As a policeman, he lives on the government's relief money. There is no way, who made the police station not pay wages.

"Two burgers, a bag of chips, and two Cokes."

Lawrence stood in front of the bar, ordering food to the salesperson of the convenience store.

The salesperson stared blankly at Lawrence for a while before reacting.

"Ah good."

When he turned around to prepare the food, he still secretly glanced at Lawrence from time to time.

This was the first time he had seen the police in this damn place.

Standing at the door, Chu looked at this seemingly familiar but unfamiliar store. After looking around for a while, her eyes were attracted by a row of small items on the shelves.

It was a row of sunglasses, Chu picked up one and put it on his face.

I have to say that she looks more like a female police officer in this way, and the sunglasses just cover the scar on her face, making her look not so special anymore, although a female police officer in Wudu has already Very special.

The moment he put on the sunglasses, Chu Chu's vision darkened, but Chu Chu's vision would not be affected.

She just felt that this thing had the magical effect of changing vision, and curiously repeated the action of putting it on and taking it off.

It is easy to be attracted by some strange objects, which is a bad habit brought to her by B3068.

Lawrence looked at Chu wearing sunglasses, raised his brows, then shook his head and smiled. The so-called messenger he summoned should be said to be a childlike innocence.

The salesperson walked up to him with a bag containing hamburger fries, took a strange first glance, and asked Lawrence.

"Do you want those sunglasses?"

"Let's go together."

Lawrence shrugged and took the wallet out of his pocket.

The wind by the river was a bit strong, causing the collar to flip from time to time.

Lawrence leaned against the hood of the police car, ate the hamburger in his hand, and looked at the city across the river.

She had never eaten this kind of food called hamburger before, maybe she had eaten it when she was a human, but she just forgot now.

She carefully opened the paper bag wrapped around the burger and took a tentative bite.

"Well."

Almost subconsciously, he yelled softly, and Chu's eyes were fixed on the hamburger in his hand.

She loves this food.

Although to be precise, she likes every kind of food.

She really should try more, though, at least until her sense of taste is gone as well as her sense of touch.

With the river wind blowing, Lawrence finished eating the burger, crumpled up the wrapping paper in his hand, and threw it into the trash can beside the railing.

Picking up the French fries and eating one, Lawrence looked deeply at the river.

After today, there should be no more time to eat with peace of mind.

The undercurrent of the city would come to both of them, and if they could not resist, they would be sucked in and smashed to pieces, leaving no room for them.

But this is also something that can be expected in his plan, so he is so high-profile today.

He must let everyone know that the city of fog is no longer the disorderly city it used to be.

No one can kill people casually, there will be no more drugs that are sold openly, and no criminals will get away with it.

For this, he can do anything.

He is a person who insists on justice. In his opinion, even distorted justice is justice.

Lawrence stared into the distance, holding French fries in his hand, but didn't eat any more.

"Lawrence."

Chu's voice sounded from the side, bringing Lawrence back to his senses.

"What's wrong?" Lawrence asked, turning around.

"This." Chu pointed to the French fries in his hand: "Are you still eating?"

Lawrence looked at the fries suspiciously, realized Chu's meaning, smiled helplessly and handed the fries to her.

"you eat."

"Well, thank you." Chu took the French fries and started to try this new food. Looking at her unstoppable mouth, she knew that she would probably like anything she could eat.

"Chu." Facing Chu, who was eating French fries, Lawrence put his hands in his pockets and said leaning against the side of the police car.

"It would be great if I could have your ability."

The contract allowed Lawrence to know some of Chu's abilities, but unfortunately, he didn't know the price for obtaining this ability.

Chu's mouth stopped for a moment, then he raised his head and said seriously.

"My ability is your summoner's ability, you can use it as you like. I will definitely fulfill your request, summoner."

Lawrence stared blankly for a moment.

How should I put it, if she hadn't been stained with French fries when she first said this sentence, she would still look a little tough and handsome.

"Oh." Lawrence lowered his head and smiled, "Well, I hope you can do it."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked into the fog of the city.

"Otherwise, both of me will die ugly. Of course, that's not a big deal."

One or two deaths in this city are nothing.

By the river, two people in police uniforms stood together, and the river wind seemed to be blowing their shadows.

The wind carried their voices.

"At the beginning, do you think I'm stupid to insist on such illusory things as justice?"

"No." It was the first time I saw someone who was more stupid, and she herself was not smart.

"That's right," Lawrence said.

"That's right, since you have insisted on it, what can you do?"

That was something he had been longing for since he was a child, and now he couldn't change it even if he wanted to.

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At that time, he always liked to run around wearing his father's hat, pretending to be a policeman, maybe it started from that time, his so-called persistence.

(End of this chapter)