MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 10 track

Looking at his clothes and rough skin, he doesn't look like the people who live here." The man came here, which really made Alvin a little puzzled.

When he got here, he had been following him for almost twenty minutes. He felt a slight tingling in his temples, which might be because he had opened his spiritual vision for too long.

"Where is this going, it hasn't been here for so long?" Alvin rubbed his forehead, looking a little impatient.

There are very few pedestrians on the street now, especially in the wealthy area. The streets are spacious, and there are gas street lamps on the side of the road. If the people in front are more amateur, this kind of tracking is probably discovered long ago.

After walking a few more steps, he felt a tingling sensation in his head again. He could only turn off his spiritual vision first, and turn it on to observe every few dozen meters to make sure he didn't get lost.

"I'm not sure how far this guy has to go, we can only do this first." Looking at the back of the drunken man in front, Alvin sighed.

After another ten minutes, Mr. Drunk stopped in front of a villa with a garden, then went around to the back door of the villa and hid in a shadow, as if waiting for something.

Alvin didn't come close, he stopped not far away, observed secretly, looked around, and felt a little familiar. This is "17 Jasmine Street, the home of Mrs. Rosa Bonnard, the landlord".

Although he only came here once when he was renting a house, he never remembered it wrong.

Mrs. Rosa Bonheur is a beautiful, elegant, educated and kind lady, who takes special care of herself, and occasionally goes to the pier to paint for herself. He is so good that Alvin is a little afraid to approach, for fear that the other party has other purposes.

"What if it's a witch."

Staring at the shadow not far away, Alvin was a little puzzled, "Why did he come here, does Mrs. Rosa Bonnard have something to do with this?" He didn't quite believe it.

Jasmine Street in the dark of night looks extraordinarily quiet. The gas street lamps on the side of the road emit dim yellow lights like countless eyes, quietly watching everything here, and sometimes a cool breeze blows, which makes people extraordinarily comfortable.

However, Alvin was in no mood to feel it. At this time, he seemed a little anxious. After he avoided two more waves of patrol police and drove away the Nth mosquito that wanted to **** his blood, the back door of Rosa Bonheur's villa was suddenly blocked. opened.

He immediately lifted his spirits and quickly turned on his spirit vision to look over. In sight, a man came out from the back door of the villa with something in his hand.

The clothes and appearance of the person who opened the door all appeared in Alvin's eyes, "The lady in the maid outfit, her hair color is black and white, her eyesight is indistinguishable, she is about thirty years old, and her height is about 165. It seems that Yes, Lady Mary, Rosa Bonnard's Maid".

His eyes narrowed slightly, "Terry, the personal maid, actually gave the drunk man food. The two seemed to be having a conversation. They were too far apart to hear it, and they both kept their voices low."

Alvin did not try to get close. According to the current situation, this matter should have nothing to do with Mrs. Rosa Bonnard. If the landlord wants to find trouble with a street painter, with her social status and interpersonal relationship Relationship, there are many more decent ways, will not use such a LOU method, and will not find a drunk.

Alvin groped his chin and frowned, thinking, "He is now curious about what the two of them are trying to do. He is a street artist, what is there for others to spy on, beauty?"

"Did the bartender Jack take part in it, and if so, what role would he play in it?"

Jasmine Street, the back door of a villa with a garden, in the shadow not far away, Marie, the personal maid of Mrs. Rosa Bonnard, looked a little angry, but she tried to control herself and lowered her voice, gritted her teeth and said arrive:

"Rod, I told you yesterday, don't come here again, this is not a workhouse for the church, and it will not provide you with free food every day."

The man named Rhodes, with messy hair, covered with dust, and a sour smell that hadn't been washed for several days, made Mary unable to help but take a few steps back.

The man didn't listen to what Mary was saying at all, his eyes kept staring at the food in Terri's hand, he swallowed, licked his lips, and quickly stretched out his hands, "Give it to me, in order to keep an eye on that kid, I will spend a day. I haven't eaten."

Looking at the hand he stretched out, the nails and the palm were covered with black dirt. Mary's eyes were full of disgust. She held the top of the bag with one hand and handed over the food in her hand, lest those hands would touch her.

Seeing the food handed over, Rhode quickly grabbed it in his hand, then he couldn't wait to open the bag, reached out and grabbed it, took out a piece of white bread, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He also said, "Look at this white bread, it tastes really good. I never dared to ask the price of this kind of bread in a bakery. A pound of bread from a rich family can't be bought even by a docker for a week, tsk tsk. ".

Mary, who was beside her, didn't answer, but looked at the black handprint of the white bread caught by Rhodes' palm, which made her frown and twitch the corner of her mouth.

After taking a few bites, his stomach became less empty, and he felt his head returning to work. Rhode weighed the bag in his hand, looked up at Mary the maid, and said unhappily, "This is much less than yesterday, so I can't eat it at all. If you’re full, go back and get some for me, better get more, I’ll keep it for breakfast tomorrow.”

Hearing Rhode's words, Mary took two deep breaths angrily, stared at Rhodes, controlled the volume and said, "Aren't you awake? Mr. Rhodes, that's not my home, everything in it belongs to Rosa. Mrs Bonnard."

"The chef has already found out that the food is short this morning. If it wasn't for the kindness of my wife who didn't want to check further, I might be found out today. This is the last time. Next time you go to your brother's place, don't look for me again."

Rhode smiled and reached out and grabbed another piece of food in the bag, and threw it into his mouth. While eating the food, he said vaguely:

"Don't worry, as long as our plan is successful, this situation will end soon, and you will still be the same, a decent maid working in a wealthy family, and your family, because of the economic crisis caused by the accident, will also be improved to achieve their respective After the purpose, and we will never meet again"

Hearing this sentence, the maid Mary also calmed down and gave Rhodes a deep look, "It's better, Mrs. Rosa Bonnard, the day after tomorrow, plans to hold a small literary salon at home, and she will invite Tie. Mr. Yan took pictures of her and several wives, and with Mrs. Rosa's generosity, Mr. Tie Yan might pay Mr. Tie Yan 5 pounds or more."

"Five pounds or more" Rod's eyes flashed with greed, he took a bite of the bread in his hand, and sneered, "She is generous? Her generosity is only for those handsome and downcast men, hehe, you are working here soon. It's been 5 years, your family has an economic crisis, and you haven't seen her give you 1 more soli, she's a **** who lost her husband."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the luxurious villa, and thought of the wealth owned by Mrs. Rosa Bonnard, her mature body, and her well-maintained fair skin. She thought of the lucky foreigner, and her eyes flashed. Desire, obscene, jealous look.

The ridicule in Rhodes' language and the insult to her employer, Mary instinctively wanted to refute, but thinking of her recent encounter, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

A few days ago, when my husband was on his way from get off work, his arm was broken by a lunatic who rushed out of nowhere. He also lost his salary that week. The criminal has not been caught yet.

This made her family that was not rich all of a sudden fall into an economic crisis, breaking her right arm means she can't work, and it will take at least three months to recover. After three months, fortunately, her husband's company did not dismiss him, and he could continue to go back to work after his injury.

Her husband's medical bills, children's tuition fees, and a series of expenses at home were all overwhelming her. She couldn't let her children drop out of school, and she couldn't let the whole family move to a dirty lower street. That would make her close to relatives and friends Lost face in front of him.

"Mrs. Rosa Bonnard is so wealthy, every time she goes to the painter at the dock, she can give 1 to 3 pounds for a painting, why can't you be generous to me, I have served her for 5 years" may think so Thinking that her employer was not very good, Mary quickly looked around.

"I'm going back, I'm a personal maid, I can't leave for too long, it will attract attention, you'd better start the day after tomorrow, that painter can't spend money quickly, and you should be careful when you leave. Police, because of the crazy thugs, there are a lot of police nearby." After speaking, Mary turned and walked towards the back door of the villa.

"Of course, we'll do it when he gets the remuneration the day after tomorrow. That's our money, how can we let him spend it all?" Ignoring the voice from Rhode behind, Mary came to the door and gently opened the door, dodging away. He walked in, adjusted his breathing, and straightened his back, as if he had become that meticulous maid again.

"Bah." Looking at the closed back door of the villa, Rhode spit thick phlegm on the ground, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I still want to split the money, huh!"

Not far away, Alvin saw the maid Marie coming out from Mrs. Rosa Bonnard's villa to bring food to the drunk. The two chatted for a few more minutes and then went back.

Looking at the two of them, he couldn't help but scolded, "Isn't it, brother~www.novelbuddy.com~ You run so far at night and squat outside for so long just to eat?"

During the distance, he didn't hear anything, and the two people's conversation was short.

While Alvin was hesitating about whether or not he wanted to, he secretly smashed the glass of Mrs. Rosa Bonnard's villa to remind this kind lady that the servants in the family had bad intentions.

I can also disgust this drunk who has been staring at him for a day. It is best to attract the police and arrest them all. Just when Alvin lowered his head to find the stone, the drunk and Mary had finished talking, and the maid Mary returned to Jasmine. Inside the villa at 17 Street.

"It really deserves to be a wealthy area. The streets are so clean that there is not a single piece of gravel." Looking at the clean ground, he raised his eyebrows and sighed silently.

Alvin opened his pocket watch, glanced at the time, it was half past ten, and guessed, "It seems that they won't do anything tonight."

"Then I have to go back, but I don't know if this amateur drunkard will continue to guard his door."

Alvin wanted to see what he had for the two of them to conspire.

Seeing the drunk man start to leave, Alvin straightened up, straightened his clothes, and started to return.

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Ahowa County, Tingen City, Iron Ten Street.

Klein, who had just finished having a nightmare, planned to get up and go to the public bathroom to solve his personal problems.

Twisting the door, he came to the dim corridor, under the faint moonlight, he saw a person in front of the window at the end of the corridor.

The figure took off the black top hat, bowed slightly, and said with a low smile:

"Get to know each other again, Tingen City, Captain of the Nighthawks Squad, Dunn Smith."

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