Alice's Dream Club

As Lynch said, the place where the two got off the car can be called desolate. The uninhabited wilderness reveals a dead silence that lacks vitality. The location near the northern frigid zone makes the temperature here extremely cold , Even with normal breathing, you can see the white haze.

The misty breath brought mist to the scenery in front of him. Through this layer of white veil, Lynch could see a "white line" lying on the horizon, which was a mountain range in the distance. The "lowness" of the mountains stretching into the distance did not surprise Lynch, because he knew that it was caused by the distance. As long as he got closer, it could show its burly figure in front of the eyes of all observers.

Also because of the climate close to the cold zone, the vegetation here is not only low and sparse, but some relatively tall plants can be vaguely seen in the distance, but most of them are gravel and barren soil.

Tightening the collar of his coat, Lynch suddenly took off the warm clothing that Alice had prepared for him.

Facing Alice's puzzled gaze, he put the coat on Alice's body.

The moment the coat was draped over her shoulders, warmth gushed out from the bottom of Alice's heart. Following this warmth that she had never felt before, a faint smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

"You put it on, in case you are too cold to drink antifreeze in front of your face, this picture is not suitable no matter how you think about it."

At that time, all the warmth in my heart flew out.

Resisting the urge to poke Lynch, Alice thought deeply and said, "Miss is really right, master, you are really single by your ability."

After returning the coat to Lynch, Alice suddenly frowned and looked in a certain direction.

Lynch followed her line of sight and released his perception at the same time. He found that the direction Alice was looking at was not unusual, and there was no crow yelling idiots flying past. Only then did he know that it was Alice. I'm bluffing myself again.

Turning to look at Alice, before he could say anything, all desire to speak was replaced by the surprise brought by the picture in front of him.

Alice changed into a winter dress.

The white long coat replaced the original thin summer dress. The design of the long coat is very simple, with only two rows of buttons as embellishments, but it is enough to show the simple beauty of the coat; the shawl on the shoulders not only protects the half arm, but also uses a high collar Covering the main neck; the black leather boots turned into colored high cotton boots, and the cotton velvet stockings extended from the boots up to the bottom of the skirt, protecting her legs well.

Hats have also been replaced, and the reindeer lambskin hat is a rare silvery white.

Catching Lynch's sight, Alice slowly spun around and ended with a salute.

"Self-propelled figure Alice Snow type."

Lynch: "..."

That's good, she's started playing with the machine girl herself, which proves that she's much more cheerful than before.

"It's pretty." Putting on that coat, Lynch sniffled vigorously, "I'm already the owner of a club, how can I be frozen like a grandson by this shitty place..."

"Next time, please separate your words of praise from irrelevant vulgar exclamations," Alice rolled her eyes at Lynch, and she continued while notifying Fenrir, "No matter how powerful the master is now, it is still considered a carbon-based life, of course it will. Afraid of the cold."

"That's right, but I thought I was not a human after being told so many times by you."

Holding the phone and thinking about it, Alice nodded seriously: "It's really not human."

Lynch again: "..."

Not long after, a noisy roar came from the ears of the two of them. The sound was quite disturbing, and at the same time, the sound brought a biting cold wind. With such a cold wind blowing in such icy weather, even Lynch, who had a protective coat on, felt chilled by the cold air.

In the cold wind, the two faintly heard Fenrir's shout.

After a little careful identification, I finally heard what he was shouting clearly.

"Go! Go! Look!"

Looking up following the call, Lynch and Alice saw a military helicopter with two rotors, the helicopter was painted white, and Fenrir was holding on to the door frame to continue shouting.

"Landing! Get out of the way!"

According to Yan, he backed away for a certain distance, and the helicopter landed unsteadily, the engine was turned off, and the rotors that gradually stopped were no longer noisy.

Fenrir jumped out of the cabin door and munched on something. When he came in front of the two, Lynch could see that he was holding a box of golden voices in his hand...

Well, I was called dumb just now.

"Hmm!" Fenrir greeted politely, "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't expect Mr. to arrive so soon, say on the plane?"

Lynch nodded, took Alice's hand and boarded the helicopter together.

Different from its counterparts with the same exterior design, the interior of this helicopter has obvious decoration and sound insulation treatment. At least the noise of the propeller operation will no longer affect the normal conversation of the people in the aircraft.

Sitting in a comfortable seat, Lynch looked at the scenery outside the window and asked: "If you land, just find a place at random?"

"That's true," Fenrir seemed to have known that Lynch would ask, because the owner of the club would always pay attention to some small details that others would not notice, "but Qi Kexiu's pilot's license is I bought it, and if you look around a few hundred meters, the place where the two of you are standing is relatively flat, if you don’t give the kid a flat place, he will guarantee to perform a crash on the spot for you on the spot.”

Following Fenrir's pointing, Qi Kexiu's bald head suddenly appeared at the hatch of the cockpit.

Shiny and bright, it looks like it has just been picked.

He touched his bald head and smiled apologetically at Alice and Lynch. This brief distraction almost caused the helicopter to crash immediately during the takeoff and landing on the spot.

Lynch thought for a while before giving up asking why Qi Kexiu, who bought a driver's license, was allowed to drive the helicopter, because he was afraid that Fenrir would answer that only this brother had a driver's license...

There was a small table between the two seats. On the table was a map of the area overlooked by satellites. After looking for the scenery outside the window, Lynch used this map to change the topic.

"The red dot marked above is where the meeting was held."

Hearing this, Fenrir nodded and replied: "Yes, we are now ten kilometers south of the meeting point, and we will arrive soon."

"Ten kilometers..." He squinted his eyes and leaned back on the chair. After a while, Lynch got up and used the marker pen next to him to draw a ten-kilometer circle centered on the target point according to the corresponding scale.

"The expulsion barrier has been completed. If you want to make something else inside, you can do it. I will arrange other things when I get to the venue."

It is no surprise that Lynch set up protective measures so quickly, Fenrir, after all, he is the controller of the club that can even be given by fate.

Before he could express his thanks, Alice suddenly said, "The human-shaped security posts have been placed at intervals of 100 meters, and the security depth and height are set to 3,000 at the same time."

The so-called "human sentry" not only aroused Fenrir's curiosity, but also aroused Lynch's sexual desire.

After he nodded in response, he moved his gaze out of the window, concentrated a little, and his gaze suddenly enlarged.

At the focal point of the line of sight, the specific reason for the humanoid sentry post caught the eye: it was Alice.

That Alice is wearing the same dress as the Alice next to her. The difference is that each Alice has a nameplate on its chest, and the number for identification is engraved on the nameplate.

These Alices feel quite unreal to Lynch, as if they have no nature of existence, but they really exist in the scope of their positions.

They never exuded a trace of aura, standing there quietly like invisible and even more imperceptible dolls.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lynch showed a relieved smile: "Mass-produced?"

Hearing this, she was silent for a moment, and Alice also put on a badge for herself, and with the light touch of her finger, a line of words appeared on the badge.

Very short: captain machine.

The conversation between the two made Fenrir quite confused, but he knew why he shouldn’t ask too much, and it’s a good thing that he didn’t understand what the two said. If he couldn’t understand the specific situation, then The same is true for those forces who are thinking about calling in when the meeting is held. This is of considerable benefit to the "clean and tidy" of the border of their own territory.

To thank Lynch, he took out a bottle of vodka.

"It's cold here, do you want a drink to warm up?"

People who live in this harsh climate environment will more or less drink some high-alcohol alcohol. Whether it is too warm or not, alcohol can warm up the body and prevent cold.

Lynch showed a thankful smile and refused: "Thank you, I don't drink."

Putting away the wine glass and replacing it with a delicate wooden box with a hygrometer, Fenrir continued to ask: "Then smoke? It was snatched from Cuba."

Lynch has forgotten when he last smoked a cigarette. Like alcohol, he has neither addiction nor resistance to this kind of thing. When he needs to turn his brain at a high speed to think, he will try to smoke one.

But Alice seemed to hate the smell of cigarettes very much, so Lynch chose to refuse even if it was to refute the other party's kindness and face.

Lynch's care for Alice made Alice very comfortable, but Fenrir was not. He was not only a smoker but also an old alcoholic. Now that Lynch doesn't come, he has no reason to be himself. Start it, so you can't die. Now that the addiction is still coming up, he feels a little pain in his head.

However, Alice still lived up to her reputation as a caring little padded jacket. She took the initiative to change to the position at the back of the cabin, and told Lynch "don't be so hard on others" with practical actions.

With this kind of permission, Fenrir immediately felt relieved, but the moment he lit his cigar, Lynch frowned suddenly.

"Is... what happened?"

"No," Lynch shook his head slightly, "I just smelled the smell of chocolate, will there be no accidents if werewolves eat chocolate?"

Fenrir felt that Lynch was cursing, but he couldn't find any suitable evidence to prove it.

Just when the atmosphere was getting awkward, the helicopter tended to land.

It's time to go.