Chapter 10 Cigarette Case
Going to a tavern with a bag of exam materials to get drunk. Only Yan Neng could come up with such an outrageous idea.
In the tavern.
The younger sisters from the Art Academy are indeed young and beautiful, especially the students from the dance department. From appearance to temperament to figure, they are all impeccable.
But Milo is not too interested in this type of girls, because girls who learned to run out of the college in the middle of the night to drink with people in society during their studies may be able to meet again in the pleasure room in two years. Meet and...
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Yan hugged him from left to right and talked about his "adventure" experiences there.
The so-called adventure is actually a tryst at the home of a certain mistress. As a result, her husband suddenly returns home. According to the classic plot, Yan can only hide in the closet.
Even in the middle of the night, after the man with his head full of green grassland fell asleep, Yan secretly crawled out and continued to have fun with his mistress.
I didn’t leave the scene of the crime until the next day.
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Milo has heard these dirty stories about Yan countless times. He came to the bar alone with a cup.
"Why don't you play with those sisters? Do you think young girls don't know how to serve others?"
A mature woman sitting on the inside of the bar with her legs crossed looked on with a smile. Milo left Yan's wine shop.
The woman is about thirty years old, and she dresses very casually. The loose men's shirt does not completely cover up her curvy figure. The top buttons are completely open, and the collar is already It hangs precariously on the left shoulder as if it will slip off at any moment. The lace buckle on the collarbone that tightly tightens the skin is covered by the loose curly hair, looming.
Milo sat outside the bar, shaking the whiskey in his glass leisurely:
"This may be one of the reasons."
The man in front of him smoked in a very elegant posture. The woman smoking the cigarette is Evelin, the owner of this "Hunter Tavern".
Lazy, intellectual, mature, well... seductive, apart from that, Milo can't think of any other appropriate adjectives.
This woman was the second person Milo met after moving into Nanwei City. The first person he met was Yan, followed closely by her, and the order was actually only a few minutes.
When they first met, it was near the end of the great plague. On the first day Evelin's tavern opened, Yan and Milo, who met for the first time, started fighting in the tavern.
Two drunk people met each other's eyes for no apparent reason, looked unhappy at each other, and started fighting.
At that time, Milo had just arrived in this strange city, or to be precise, a strange world. His thoughts were confused and his emotions were extremely unstable. He once used alcohol to numb himself.
According to Yan's later recollection, he couldn't remember exactly how many Milos he had eaten that day.
Oh, yes, it’s the kind Big Dick ate today.
The final outcome of the night was that Milo and Yan, two drunk dogs, were beaten into pig heads by Evelin.
From then on, this woman left a lingering shadow in their minds.
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"Sure enough, brats of your age will always be fascinated by old women. When you are thirty or forty years old, you will turn your head to eighteen A year-old girl is playing, man~"
Evelin spit out second-hand smoke at Milo.
Milo glanced at the other customers scattered in the tavern, curled his lips and said:
"That's not entirely true, there are still old men who like you."
"You are here Call me an old woman?" Evelin raised her eyebrows.
“That’s what you said.” Milo grinned.
“Humph.” Evelin rolled her eyes. She skillfully took out the wine bottle and removed the cork, filled the cup in Milo’s hand, then looked at Milo’s face, and said suddenly ：
"I said why you always feel like something is missing from your face. It turns out to be the cigarette in your mouth."
"Quit." Milo took a sip of his wine.
“Fart, how can you just quit this kind of thing...Oh~ which little girl made the request?”
An intriguing smile appeared on Evelin’s face, Under the dim lights in the tavern, coupled with a bit of drunkenness, it was full of charm.
The expressionless face of the zombie-faced sister at home appeared in Milo's mind.
"What's wrong, why can't it be the old girl's request?"
"Then...I'll make a request for you too, the old girl." Evelin smiled and put her fingers into the collar of her shirt, and from there He took out a cigarette from the crowded place and put it between Milo's lips.
"Please smoke, do you want to smoke or not?"
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Milo felt the residual warmth coming from the cigarette holder, and felt a little dazed for a moment.
Good guy, this woman is really a seductress, she dares to do anything.
Although I was shouting like this in my heart, my actions at hand were still very honest:
"Tai, you have said so, I must give you face."
The words are here Halfway through, he chewed on the cigarette and added:
"I'm quite curious about how many cigarettes you can fit in this small cigarette box."
"Little?" Evelin puffed out her chest and gave Milo a warning look.
Milo immediately changed his words: "Big cigarette box, big cigarette box."
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Just as Evelin took out the kerosene lighter and was about to light it for Milo At that moment, a tall and beautiful figure appeared next to the bar.
She tapped the wooden bar countertop with her fingers and said coldly:
"Come out and see me after the flirting."
After saying that, she turned and walked out of the tavern.
The figure came and went like the wind, and the breeze from the long black windbreaker on his body extinguished the flames of the lighter.
Milo recognized the other person just by hearing his voice. He was a little puzzled, but he still got up and followed him. After taking two steps, he turned back to Evelin and said:
"See you next time. Let’s talk about my little cigarette case. “Humph, you got caught, you brat.”
Evelin rolled her eyes.
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A street shrouded in thick fog.
Milo looked at the woman in front of him with a strange expression:
"Hey, let's change the look."
He remembered clearly that the last time Rebecca had thick scarlet hair.
The impression of Rebecca in my mind still remains that she was covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and she had the long and thin scars on her handsome face.
The scene of Rebecca singled out the weirdos in the asylum is so visually impactful, it can almost be said that she perfectly interprets the word "handsome" as a woman.
And now Rebecca in front of her has cut off her long drifting hair and replaced it with clean, angular short hair.
This look further weakens the already few feminine qualities. Coupled with the cold and delicate facial features and the inherent resolute temperament, Milo can guarantee that if she goes to the Black Rose Enjoyment House, she will definitely have a lot of sisters. Taking the initiative to stick to it is a kind of attraction that ignores gender.
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"Long hair is not conducive to fighting."
Rebecca gave her explanation lightly.
Indeed, her red hair caused her to suffer a lot during the fight with weirdos in the abandoned shelter in the valley last week.
But as a woman, she had such beautiful long hair cut off immediately. One can imagine how "cruel" this person is.
"Is your injury healed?" Milo saw that Rebecca was still covered with gauze on her brow bone, but other than that, the whole person seemed to be able to move freely, and there was no trace of anything. He looked seriously injured.
You know, when she came back from the valley, she had been injured and fainted, and her body was covered in blood. Milo thought that she would have to lie down for a month or two before she could move, but she didn't. Thinking that it has only been a week, I am already alive and kicking again.
But Rebecca didn’t seem to be planning to respond to Milo’s greetings. She only glanced at Evelin who was busy in the tavern:
“Do you have plans tonight?”
Milo was stunned by these words: "What are the arrangements?"
"I think you almost buried your head in someone else's chest just now. Don't you plan to find a room and start doing things soon?" Rebecca His tone was calm.
You have seen why you came to interrupt my good deeds.
Milo muttered in his heart.
But on the surface, he still shook his head seriously: "You are overthinking. I am not that kind of person."
Rebecca just stared at Milo intently, her eyes were exactly the same as when she was interrogating Milo in the dark room that day:
“The code of the law enforcement system has clear regulations on the life style of law enforcement officers. I hope Please pay attention to your private life and don't let the inspector down."
Milo showed an expression that wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
It turns out that the law enforcement officer still has this kind of lifestyle requirement, then who are those people in the pleasure room who put the tricorn hat on the sister's head...
Of course, such words Just thinking about it in my mind.
If Milo dared to say this to his face, he would probably be the one who got thrown over his shoulder.
“I have no arrangements, just a couple of drinks with friends. What do you want from me?”
Rebecca said:
“I’m here to ask for something. Let me tell you, that case has been closed. The body of the murderer's carriage driver was found in the suburbs yesterday. He committed suicide out of fear of the crime. "
"That's it?" Milo laughed properly this time.
This kind of hastily concluded plot is so unreliable.
Even if he had not encountered that strange man in the valley, Milo would not have thought that the murderer was the missing carriage driver.
But in the final analysis, it is the big shots who have the final say on how the case is settled. If they say it is settled, it is settled.
As I have said before, the top management is extremely concerned about this series of serial murders, and has issued a death order, and the case must be closed within a short period of time.
For middle-level leaders, regardless of whether the real culprit can be caught, closing the case immediately in the short term is the best choice.
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“You came to me not just to talk about this, right?”
Milo narrowed his eyes.
“Of course not.”
Rebecca took out a document bag and patted Milo on the chest:
"I want to continue pursuing it, but neither the law enforcement agency nor the church will allow me to do so. From the law enforcement agency's point of view, the case is over and there is no need to continue to spend a lot of time. As for the church, you and I have the same view. Yes, they are trying every possible means to cover up the truth."
"But you still want to check."
Milo chuckled.
Rebecca looked at Milo with extremely firm eyes:
“You are the only person besides me who has ever fought with that monster. Only the two of us know how dangerous that thing is. , I don’t care what the big shots above are thinking, from the perspective of my law enforcement officer, I cannot allow such a creature to wander outside.”
"I understand, then you want to pull me into your boat of justice, right?" Milo pretended to be surprised: "There are so many people in your law enforcement agency, and no one wants to play with you? "
"Don't forget that you are also a person who has to wear a three-cornered hat. I hope you can give me a basic sense of justice."
Rebecca's eyes were burning and extremely solemn.
(End of this chapter)