perfect savior

Chapter 70 Elroy
The woman applied the shaving cream to the cheeks of the tall young man, and kept stroking and massaging. The white foam gradually rose up, and soon completely covered the bearded part.

"Sir, please lean your head back as much as possible." The woman took out the razor blade and said softly:
"The blade is sharp."

"At your request, ma'am." Elroy lay back on the wide chair, tilting his head back.

Looking at this picture, Andrew suddenly said coldly:
"Elroy, what the hell are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, I should invite this lady to dinner." Elroy winked at the woman:
"If your husband doesn't mind... Well, it doesn't matter, we can be the three of us."

Andrew glanced at the wedding ring on the woman's hand, sneered and said:

"Elroy, flirting with a woman who shaves you with a sharp blade is not wise."

"Love is always dangerous."

"Hey..." Andrew shook his head and smiled, and said again:

"Don't change the subject. You know, I'm asking why you were arrested. At that time, I was powerless to chase after you. You can escape easily."

"Being caught is in line with the rules I set."

"what?"

"It's like this, Andrew." Elroy closed his eyes and laughed happily:

"I came out of the Louvre Museum that day, carrying the portrait of Mona Lisa, and I only felt that the starry sky was bright and the night wind was refreshing... I came here with interest and wanted to add some fun to the road of escape."

"So, I set a rule for myself, [when you run away with that famous painting, you can't see blood]."

"As a result, I was surrounded at the Orlando International Airport in Florida. I gave you a knife in the thigh in the chaos. It broke the rules, so I was caught without a fight."

"Pfft..." The woman who was concentrating on shaving his beard couldn't help laughing:

"Sorry, Mr. Elroy, that precious painting is still under heavy guard in the museum. My sister visited it last month..."

Halfway through her words, she stopped abruptly.

Because the woman found that Mr. Andrew, who has always been known for his steady and serious expression, was not quite right.

"Eileen, what this person said is true." Andrew said with a smile:

"At Christmas last year, he stole the Mona Lisa, and the one on display now is a fake."

The woman's hand holding the blade flicked, and a tiny wound was cut on Elroy's neck.

"I'm very sorry, sir, I will handle it for you..."

"No, ma'am." Elroy got up from the recliner, took a towel, and wiped off the foam on his face:

"Thank you for your service."

Unlike when he just came out of the cage prison, Elroy has changed his clothes, hair and beard have been tidied up.

He is a typical western handsome guy, with fair skin, a tall and straight nose, deep eye sockets, and exquisite facial features. What is impressive is that Elroy's eye pupils are very rare blue-gray abnormal pupils. When the eyelids are slightly lowered , somewhat elegant and decadent.

The woman pursed her lips, and blurted out for some reason:
"Mr. Ellroy, you seem... very melancholy."

Melancholy?Andrew stared into Elroy's eyes, and sneered in his heart, he was worried about your grandma!
"Okay, Elena, thank you, everything is fine here."

Andrew invited the woman out, leaving him and Elroy alone in the room.

Elroy watched the woman leave, and said to Andrew:

"No matter what happens for a while, can you allow me to be free at night?"

"You... Elena?"

"Well, she gave me a look when she left, and I know exactly what information is hidden there."

"Hmph...you saw the wedding ring on her hand and interfered in other people's marriages. God will not forgive you."

"I'm a gentleman, and if I had to choose between a lady's request and God's... I'd have to say goodbye to heaven."

"If I remember correctly, Elroy, you don't shy away from killing women and children. You're not a gentleman."

"Oh, you are still so innocent and cute." Elroy's melancholy blue-gray eyes rippling with a smile:

"The true meaning of a happy life is... to make what you do in line with your own will, and to do what you think is right."

"So why steal the Mona Lisa?"

"I gave this piece the greatest legend ever. Do you know where it is now? Under the filthy bed of some homeless man in Brooklyn! God, what a great artistic metaphor!"

"Heh..." Andrew sneered, and threw a stack of documents to Elroy:
"Look quickly, I know you have a photographic memory, keep them all in your head, and burn them in the room."

"Information related to the temple... yo? Is this to destroy the cult?"

Elroy started to look through the pages. At first he was careless, but the more he saw the end, his expression became more serious, and his speed slowed down. It was obvious that his brain was running wildly, thinking and judging without stopping for a moment.

Finally, he put the data into the destroyer and let out a long sigh:

"So... During the six months of being locked in the cage, have I lost touch with the world?"

"That's not the case because no one, including the FSIA, knows exactly what's going on right now."

"Let me out to find this Patty Brown?"

"To be precise, we found the trace of the temple through Patty. If we can establish a connection, it would be great."

"Oh...what good am I?"

"Get out of prison early, and you can move freely in North America, but remember, you are still a wanted criminal in Europe."

"Very favorable conditions, I accept."

"Well, Elroy, it's an honor to work with you."

"Pfft haha...Andrew, your unwillingness to shake my hand is of high artistic value."

"...Don't talk about those who are there, we will set off in five hours."

"Change it to seven hours, have you forgotten? Ms. Elena and I have something to do tonight."

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Meanwhile, on the outskirts of downtown Seattle.

Olivia and Patty appear at the edge of the forest.

There was a slight tremor on the ring, and the blond woman launched a spiritual spell again, observing the huge city in front of her.

In her field of vision at this time, twisted currents and cotton wool entwine in the air, exuding ominous and destructive evil thoughts, and the big golden retriever transformed into [Spiritual Art·Trace Dog] chases evil thoughts in the city, constantly marking them gathering place.

"The situation is more serious than expected, but it's not to the point where I can't handle it." Olivia breathed a sigh of relief, her heart relaxed a little.

She touched the head of the girl next to her, and said with a smile:
"Let's go eat a hamburger first."

(End of this chapter)