No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

"waiter, Bill please."

The two of them checked out separately, one after the other.

Clark put on his hat and left the coffee shop.

It is not far from the Royal Library, just a few steps away.

After the two went out, the waiter used the excuse to go to the bathroom and informed the other partners to prepare.

"cough."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao followed behind, deliberately making noise on the road.

Clark glanced back, not paying much attention.

After he entered the Royal Library, he found that the other party was still following, and only then did he realize the difference.

Who is this man?

Why are you following me?

Clark felt he was thinking too much and walked to the second floor.

Unexpectedly, the man followed suit.

Geez, is he targeting me?

To avenge the child?

In the flash of lightning, countless thoughts flashed through Clark's mind.

He leaned against the bookshelf, nervous.

Just wait for the other party to approach, and suddenly shoot!

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't look sideways, and went straight to the depths of the second floor.

There are criminal investigation books piled up here, and there are very few readers.

Clark's favorite books can be easily found through the librarian of one of the victims.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao does this just to do what he likes.

"..."

Seeing the other party walk to the criminal investigation bookshelf first, Clark secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, does he like these books too?

interesting.

If you are not engaged in related industries, you will rarely come here to read books.

Clark used to be a frequent visitor, and hardly saw anyone interested in such books.

Suzuki Takahashi indexed for a moment in front of the bookshelf and pulled out a copy of "Blood and Torture".

In addition to introducing the law above, there are many punishments.

Clark was about seven or eight seconds late and arrived near the bookshelf.

Seeing the familiar cover in the other's hand, he was a little excited.

After all, the things I pursue are too exciting for ordinary people to accept.

He hid it deeply and didn't show it to anyone.

Those things, like works of art or treasures in a collector's hoard.

A collection of cherished desires, I always hope that other people can appreciate and agree.

Satisfy your desire for performance and fulfillment by showing off.

However, such 'friends' are hard to come by.

Clark has never met so far, so he is cautious about making friends.

There is not much speculation, and wolves are not in the company of sheep.

Suzuki Kyohashi knew he was watching himself, and after a few minutes of flipping through it, he went to grab another book.

Pick books that Clark likes to read to gain their favor.

This is the same as female PUA fishing for men, if it is too active.

In addition to falling prices, it will also be suspected of impure motives.

Whether it is a male PUA or a female PUA, the core point of view is two words.

attract.

All routines and means are for this service.

Exhausted all means to quickly gain goodwill and build attraction.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao watched for ten minutes, then raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

The opera is about to start, you can enter early.

He put down the book and turned to leave the second floor.

Clark was half a beat slower and followed him downstairs.

Seeing Suzuki Joe Bridge walking towards the Opera House, he immediately became interested.

Today is a "Mrs. Macbeth", do you have a common hobby?

Fate is such a wonderful thing.

Suzuki Takashi walked ahead and met the special guests of this program.

A seven-year-old newsboy.

He was the second son of the printing house owner and the younger brother of the late eldest son Joseph.

The two passed by and 'accidentally' bumped into each other.

Newspapers are scattered all over the place.

The newsboy was horrified and quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, sir."

"It's ok."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao bent down to pick up the newspaper and stuffed it back to the newsboy.

He also patted his shoulder and smiled softly:

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No."

"That's good, be careful next time."

The newsboy kept thanking him, didn't dare to stay long, and left as if running away.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao stood there, squinting the child away.

In his mind, he thought of Huiyuan Ai after taking a bath, his eyes were fascinated and very wretched.

When Clark saw this look, his heart was lifted!

This man is like me!

Chapter 332

Clark saw this and had the idea of ​​making friends with him.

This guy, like himself, is a gentleman in the public eye.

But behind the scenes, it's impossible to say.

Nine times out of ten, he has the same special hobbies as himself.

Clark licked his lips, never expecting recognition so much.

Before he could strike up a conversation, Suzuki Qiaoqiao stepped into the opera house.

For such a stupefied effort, people are lost.

Clark looked left and right, and the whole person became anxious.

He was emotionally aroused, and his thoughts were all on Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

What about people?

Clark was disappointed that no one was found.

You have to enter first and go to the reserved location to check.

On the second and third floors on the left and right sides of the Opera House, there are many VIP rooms with U-shaped windows.

The location is higher, the view is wider, and it is not noisy.

Clark slumped on the railing, eyes wide, looking down.

That guy seemed to have evaporated from the world and disappeared completely.

When he looked back, he suddenly chuckled.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

After searching for a long time, the other party was actually in the private room next door!

Relying on the secret operation of the victim's family, Suzuki Qiaoqiao was assigned here.

At this point he looked towards the stage and pretended to be waiting for the performance.

Clark covered his mouth with one hand, and it was difficult to restrain his excitement.

All kinds of coincidences made him feel that it was an arrangement given by God.

It's like a grown man who bumps into the same beauty in three different places throughout the day.

To say that I have no idea at all, I can't even deceive myself.