Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Maybe you have some M qualities hidden in your body, which will be revealed when you meet someone with S personality.

They didn't play those kinds of radical letter games, nor did they have any interest in them. Surter was the only one around, so he could finally complain freely.

Complaining about another roommate with a bad temper.

"My face still hurts. I really don't understand why that old woman Kal'tsit insisted on sending her beloved disciple to me. It doesn't help her shape her good character at all."

"Dr. Kelsey said that she should take a vacation. Your mansion is located in a remote area, which is suitable for a vacation. In addition, she hopes that your relationship will improve."

"Never mind. I'd rather believe that the mineral disease can be cured than that we can sit down and talk peacefully. Did you see the look in her eyes? She looked like a beast ready to tear its prey apart."

"That's it."

The slender index finger fell on the lips.

It seemed that Sartel didn't want to continue talking about Yaye, not only because it was a spoiler, but also because it was unfair to him to talk about other women when they were alone.

She thought they would be separated for a long time and was feeling reluctant and depressed, but when she heard that Kal'tsit had arranged for her to go on a field trip to Victoria, she immediately felt excited as if the clouds had been cleared and the light had been shining.

When he learned that the person he was traveling with was Yaye, Surtel was unhappy for a long time, but he had no choice but to go with her. During the journey, apart from arguing about who was ruining the atmosphere more, they didn't say a word.

The two of them don't have to live in the same dormitory in the mansion, which can avoid unnecessary friction.

"By the way, why were you beaten by that Ursus? I'm a little curious."

"Didn't you tell me not to talk about her?"

Feng Qingyu showed an aggrieved expression, puffed up his cheeks, and the slap marks on his face became more obvious. At this time, he had to let a beautiful woman comfort his injured heart so that he would not feel the pain.

"If you don't tell me, do you want me to ask her?"

"It was because... I accidentally broke into the bathroom on the first floor, and that guy was just pouring holy water."

"Oh, that's what you deserve."

Although Sulter said excessive words, his body was honest, stroking the place where she was beaten. In theory, she should apply ice or a cold towel, but Feng Qingyu thought it was troublesome and it was time to go to bed, so she was not in the mood to do that.

Compared to the time when he first started hanging out in Longmen Street, where he often fought with other gangs and got bruised and battered, the pain caused by a slap in the face was really insignificant.

The Sarkaz girl's hands can not only pick up the super-killing weapon called Levantine, but can also temporarily soothe the pain of wounds.

No matter how cold a girl is, her ( ) is always warm.

Everyone knew what was going to happen next. Sarkaz's hand first gently stroked the cheek, then moved to the chin, slightly lifted Feng Qingyu's face to the right angle to look at it for a moment, and then covered it with his thin lips.

It was a long-awaited kiss for both of them.

The feeling of meeting a place you haven't seen for a long time, or a food or a person you haven't seen for a long time, is completely different from the feeling of being with them day and night. The cunning Wolper can be compared to the tempting snakeberry, and this Sarkaz is more like a hot red oil hot pot.

A kiss is like eating a mouthful of beef dipped in red oil soup. You can't stop and hope for more.

Before they knew it, they were on the balcony.

Each bedroom has a large balcony, which is more than ten square meters in area. It is more spacious than the cheapest capsule hotel in Longmen. It has a wide view and can overlook part of the manor.

There is a garden under the balcony. The unattended plants are growing wildly and unrestrained. Some green ivy and vines can be vaguely seen on the wall.

The flowers in the flowerbed are growing well. The lack of a gardener's care does not seem to affect their growth, and the heavy rain has not broken the bodies of these flowers.

The awning and rainproof glass isolate the heavy rain from the small world, and no one will notice even if you do something here.

Leaning against the soft Leitania sofa feels like being hugged by a girl with a soft body.

The fresh fragrance of flowers, the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, the body odor of a young girl, the fragrance of damp soil...these smells of rainy nights automatically transform into concrete scenes in the mind.

Feng Qingyu closed his eyes and memorized these smells in his mind.

She was embraced by the sofa, holding the girl in her arms, with her hips being pressed neither lightly nor heavily.

Summer nights are a great time for stargazing.

The clouds on the horizon were surging, and the Black Dragon constellation, which was walking alone in the night sky, was looming. It tore through the clouds attached to the Sarkaz planet and crashed into its back.

It looks like the Sarkaz planet is being suppressed by the Black Dragon constellation, but that is not the case.

It is stronger and more ferocious than the Fox Constellation, knowing that its weakness is at the tail of light. The dim black tail of light and the hazy white light flickering.

There is a long and narrow crack at the lower back of the Sarkaz planet, but the inside is like a black hole in the universe, which can absorb objects that try to approach it.

The long and narrow vortex of hot wind slowly swallowed up the slender tail of light, leaving only a small piece. The tail of light swept across the depths of the vortex and rushed forward violently.

The nature of a whirlpool is infinitely close to a quicksand trap in a desert. The more you move around, the easier it is to fall into it. You will be clamped tightly by the surrounding resistance and further lose the initiative.

The Black Dragon Constellation tried many times to regain the initiative and let the almost melted light tail leave the narrow vortex, but the result went against its wishes. Every time it moved a little in the opposite direction, the vortex would pull it forward and absorb it with stronger force.

The movement of celestial bodies caused a brief rise in air temperature. The air became extremely humid due to the heavy rain at night, and water vapor was everywhere.

Feng Qingyu felt like he was about to melt away along with the light tail of the constellation. Dense beads of sweat fell on the sofa like a rain, leaving dark water stains on the beige cushion.

Stargazing and oil painting are two hard jobs, and when the two are combined, it becomes even harder for her.

Large areas of white, as well as bright red, the colors of blood and fire, intertwined before one's eyes. The white gave rise to pink, and there was also flowing transparent color, mixed with some flowing beige.

The inky black hits the helpless and fragile white, turning it into a more chaotic color. It is pressed onto the paint board by the black brush and stained with other colors.

19. Day 0

The Black Dragon Constellation broke free of its restraints, once again bursting out a silvery-white star shower that was enough to obscure vision, pushing the atmosphere to its peak. This round of star shower was more intense than the one two hours ago, with a streamlined transparent halo and darker white raindrops in the middle, exploding from the cracks behind and below the Sarkaz Constellation with the force of a lava eruption.

The brilliant colors make the night beautiful.

Like paint sprayed randomly, it leaves a deep mark on the canvas without restraint. Inspiration comes in a flash, and the last stroke falls on the waist of the girl on the canvas.

Use a black paintbrush to dot it with white paint a few times, forming a thin white gauze scarf with a polka dot pattern.

Feng Qingyu was so tired that he fell on the sofa, temporarily taking a nap to cope with the intense fatigue. The red-haired Sarkaz was still energetic, standing on his hips like the herringbone iron tower in the central square of Gaul before it was destroyed.

She looked very beautiful. Her long bright red hair didn't look out of place at all. It matched her fair and rosy skin, creating an unusual sense of harmony.

As expected of a Sarkaz with strong physical fitness, he always makes me feel backache every time.

"Can you still come?"

"Wait...wait a moment. Are you in such a good mood tonight?"

"Generally speaking, it means that the vacation time is too long. There are no combat missions and no training, so a lot of energy is accumulated with nowhere to use."

"Next time, let Instructor Doberman give you more training..."

Poor waist, it can't withstand the attack of these people at all. Even the strongest person can't stand it every day, sooner or later he will turn into black dragon meat jerky.

When that day really comes, something like this might appear in the Rhodes Island Operator database.

[Guardian operator Kuroba // died at the age of 26. Cause of death: excessive indulgence. ]

She certainly doesn't want that day to come, so she starts from today to avoid being squeezed dry. Today is the sacred "Day 0".

Every day from now on has a high probability of becoming Day 0.

Surtel was very dissatisfied with her lazy attitude, so the situation of the tail became more difficult. The narrow space seemed to crush it.

As long as he wants to do that, Surtel can do it.

It was a precious intermission, and there was a bottle of Coke on the table. Thinking of the homonym of buying Coke and something bad happening, Feng Qingyu's tail tightened.

The Coke was not bought by her personally, but was made by the Sarkaz. Is this a clear indication?

The more I think about it, the scarier it gets, so I have to change the subject.

"Do you have any other mission in Victoria?"

"It's not really a mission, just an ordinary field mission. I help the agents in the office escort medical supplies and make sure the supplies get to the people who need them. I'm not responsible for the inventory, and the free clinics are not my business."

"It sounds like a matter related to a medical operator. Is it possible that Kal'tsit wants her apprentice to see the world?"

"Who cares about that? She can do whatever she wants. No one will like her if she keeps a face that's uglier than Chief Chen's all day long."

"Ho, Sir Chen feels offended."

Feng Qingyu yawned a few times.

She was already sleepy. Rainy nights were the best for falling asleep. The sound of the rain hitting the roof and the ground created notes of different rhythms and tempos, which made it hard not to feel heavy eyelids.

Traveling, investigating and communicating at a negative distance, three very tiring tasks that she had to do all at once, so much so that now she didn't even have the mood to take a shower.

Seeing that she was exhausted, Sarkaz gave up and left the second round for next time.

The first night passed uneventfully, except for the fact that I felt a little numb from the waist down. Fortunately, there was a delicate but very strong pretty lady by my side, sleeping in the same bed with me, so at least I didn't dream of the horrific scene of being torn to pieces by the debt collectors.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Surtel and Feng Qingyu had their second breakfast together. The first breakfast was at seven o'clock. The maids were used to getting up early, so they had already put on their uniforms and tidied up the messy courtyard at daybreak.

It was still drizzling in the morning, so Yaye could only run around the corridor. No matter where you are, as long as there are conditions, you should maintain the habit of exercising.

The maids thought she was a little strange, but did not dare to ask more questions.

When it was time for breakfast, Yaye finished his meal in silence, told the housekeeper that he was going to the Rhodes Island office, and left first.

The time to go to the office to count and escort the supplies was in the afternoon. When he heard that Yaye would go there before eight o'clock, Sulter just snorted coldly.

"The Lone Ranger wants to fight alone and show her personal charm to the Toronto County Office. She doesn't look like the kind of apprentice that Dr. Kal'tsit would teach."

Feng Qingyu could not deny what she said.

That Ursusfilin has the temperament of a lone ranger, and no matter how lonely Kal'tsit is, she understands the importance of teamwork and has led the Rhodes Island team to victory many times.

If Yaye could inherit the good qualities of her teacher and change her damn bad temper a little, most people would not label her as "difficult to get along with".

At around half past ten, Feng Qingyu prepared to act separately from Surtel.

She was going to go to Manheim again and look up newspapers from the past few years at the library to find some clues. Libraries often have old newspaper sections, which are arranged by year, month and date. If she wanted to find a newspaper from seventy years ago, she could just look for it by year.

It is now 1097, and if you look through the newspapers from 1036-1037 you should be able to find some information about that time.

The town of Manheim has its own newspaper, which is the only one in the town. The newspaper is still in operation and newspapers are printed every day. Perhaps the people who lived there are no longer around, but the information can be passed on through dead media.

The arrival of a wealthy Leitanian wizard in town was considered sensational news at the time, and it is impossible that no trace was left.

The worst outcome is that all those newspapers were destroyed, and the incident became a secret among those who lived there at the time. When that generation passed away and no one passed on the story, the story completely disappeared in history and turned into dust.

Thinking about this, I can’t help feeling a little sad.

Today's plan is to rent a decent car in the city, buy some clothes and daily necessities, find a store to have lunch, go to the town to find the library in the afternoon, and leave as soon as the sun goes down, and never stay there for long.

Night is the most dangerous time of the day. The people in this small town are tough and we have to stay vigilant at all times.

The housekeeper was unaware of this matter. He just thought that Feng Qingyu was going to the city of Duolun County to relax, so he sent her to the car rental company in the city center, then immediately left and returned to the mansion to take care of other matters.

He repeatedly told Feng Qingyu not to touch anything related to the town, and said that he would go to several loan companies to ask if they were willing to lend money.

She felt bad that the housekeeper had to suffer at such an old age.

The case of the worker's bizarre murder and suicide must be investigated by ourselves. There is no turning back.

18. Revisit the town

Breathing the fresh air of the city of Toronto, the cells in my body began to recover. Although the air in the suburbs was not bad, there were few people, and it was a bit difficult for people who were used to living in densely populated areas to adapt.

Feng Qingyu stood in the middle of the crowded street, feeling as if he had returned to the city from the depths of the Sargon Desert.

A wilderness town filled with weird atmosphere, cold and weird townspeople, a silent and talkative girl and a crazy old woman of Libori...all these things combined together are like a dish of dark cuisine, and the taste couldn't be worse.

In order to investigate the truth of the factory workers' case, I had to bite the bullet and visit again.

This time she learned her lesson and bought several boxes of water and drinks, as well as easy-to-store food, and placed them in the trunk. She even prepared a first aid kit filled with newly purchased medicines.

With enough supplies, there would be no need to get involved with the townspeople.

The place for lunch was a hamburger restaurant. Victoria's fish and chips were famous in Terra and were a must on every household's dining table. Feng Qingyu had a special liking for French fries, and the hamburger restaurant's set meal was inseparable from soda, which was an inseparable combination.

The departure time was 1pm. As things had not been resolved, she was in no mood to go shopping leisurely. She would face a tough battle for a long time to come, and she had already prepared to work all year round.

Before setting off, Feng Qingyu checked the supplies in the car to make sure nothing was left out before starting the car.

With transportation and navigation, the time spent on walking was reduced by more than half. The latest version of the Toronto County map did not include information about the town of Manheim, so I could only drive to the abandoned Brandon Tea Factory and find the way by memory.

There were road signs nearby, worn but not unreadable. The road was wide enough for a car to drive in one direction, and it wasn't so rotten that it was completely undriveable.

Going alone to investigate the mysterious town is very similar to the experience of the heroine in an adventure story. If I really go bankrupt and can no longer recover, maybe I can write an adventure novel to make a fortune and save the family business.

In the daytime in Mannheim, the uncomfortable atmosphere did not fade away even though the weather got better. It always existed in every inch of the town, circling, lingering, and floating...

The gray clouds piling up overhead looked as gloomy as the rainy season. The thick and sticky leaden color made people feel uncomfortable, like drinking stale dairy products.

The sky was not immune and was filled with a suffocating atmosphere. Feng Qingyu felt as if there was a layer of gray plastic bag covering his nose. Just as it was about to be slowly tightened, the oxygen inside became less and less.