Feast of villains

It gets dark early in winter.

Dusk falls coldly, and the twilight outside the window is dim. The glass building that was shining brilliantly under the sunset just now has been quickly decorated with the psychedelic colors of neon lights.

Sister Marlene stood in front of the window thinking about something, wearing a long red silk dress with its hem trailing at her feet.

There was a knock on the door behind her, and she said "Come in." Fisher opened the door and came in, reporting in a low voice: "After the fifth group of experimenters took the medicine, the level of magic elements in the body also did not fluctuate, and various physical signs

The data remains normal."

Sister Marlene frowned and moved to sit on the chair, her expression looking a little tired.

Over the past week, the prescription given by Nance made her unable to sleep or eat well, and she became much more anxious.

"The prescription is correct. There is no doubt about it. I don't think he will lie to me." Sister Marlene sighed deeply and touched the table with her fingertips. "Have you got the results of the test for the composition of the medicine?"

"It came out just now, and the results are consistent with what I expected." Fisher handed her the report in his hand.

Sister Marlene glanced through it quickly.

"Ah, I'm so exhausted!"

She calmly yawned to hide her expression, raised her white fingers, and patted her lips gently for a few seconds as if chanting a spell.

"That kid deliberately tricked us." Fisher spread his hands to the left and right like pulling on an elastic band. "The medicinal liquid cannot accelerate the reproduction of magic elements in the human body at all, but it can be reproduced in the medicinal liquid... We started from the beginning.

Wrong direction."

"I underestimated him, but it's a good thing that he has this idea." Sister Marlene smiled weakly, "I don't like the life of scheming everywhere. I am exhausted every day and my nerves are very tense.

It’s very tight, it’s too easy to get old like this. It’s great that he has a plan, and I can leave my affairs to him in the future.”

I believe it, you are a very thoughtful woman... Fisher nodded and said with a smile: "Congratulations."

"Get out."

Sister Marlene waved her hand.

After Fisher went out, she took out a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet behind her and poured half a glass.

Drink slowly and don't want to get drunk too quickly.

The night is still long.

Sister Marlene's fingertips lightly touched her still elastic cheek skin, biting her red lips with her teeth, thinking about whether Nance had intentionally leaked the prescription.

The eyes with double eyelids that were beginning to fill with sleep were turning erratically, looking hazy and melancholy.

"Oh, it's annoying..."

Sister Marlene cupped her cheeks, sighed softly, and frowned, like a resentful woman whose husband had not returned home all night.

She is a scheming woman, so she doesn't like men who are scheming. Young people who are ignorant, simple and easy to be fooled are the ones she likes to play with.

"It seems that I need to stimulate him tonight to make him understand that he can't be mean in front of me, otherwise he will be punished..." Sister Marlene held her chin in her hand and said to herself.

"Boom~"

While I was troubled, another voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Adel and Miss Su are here." The maid shouted from the corridor.

Sister Marlene sat up straight and said softly: "Come in."

The door opened, and Nance nodded slightly and walked in with two bags of potions. His clothes were as simple as usual, and his expression was somewhat nervous. He was as alert as a big cat being led to a new place, making every move.

Du was cautious and gentle, his eyes looking around quickly.

Sister Marlene gently lifted the hem of her red skirt with both hands and stood up, smiling and nodding: "Good evening, Nance."

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Come over here, sit down and have something to drink."

"Thanks."

"Miss Su, please come here too."

Sister Marlene made an inviting gesture toward the sofa, turned her back to get wine from the wine cabinet.

Sitting on the large and comfortable velvet sofa, Nance took a look at this luxurious office.

The floor is mostly marble, but there are many Persian carpets that are combined together. The patterns and colors are as exquisite as works of art. On the coffee table in front of you is a very expensive ceramic vase with fresh tulips, which looks very valuable.

Liancheng. The tea sets and wine glasses for entertaining guests are all made of gold. They are extremely rich and luxurious...

Susha was sitting next to Nance.

The greedy bad woman took advantage of his eyes turning to Sister Marlene's back to secretly stuff a cup into her coat - and when Nance turned around, she stuffed a tea bowl into it.

Nance scolded softly: "Show some shame!"

"Hee!" Miss Su smiled sweetly at him and put the lid of the tea bowl on herself.

"..."

Nance's face darkened.

This guy will one day have his limbs broken off and then put into a sack and buried in Victoria Harbor.

Over at the wine cabinet, Sister Marlene came back with a smile.

A pair of white and beautiful bare feet are exposed under the gorgeous red dress, the shoulders are embroidered with charming lace flowers, and the diamond pendant shines on the chest.

The nun at this time does not look like a nun, but more like a bright red crystal rose.

"These are the magic potions I made." Nance put the two bags on the table, "Please check them."

"Don't be too anxious." Sister Marlene crossed her legs and sat down on the single sofa next to her. She covered her red lips with her hands and chuckled a few times. "Don't you think you have nothing to do with me except for profit?"

Have we talked about it?”

How can we talk about feelings without talking about interests... Nance glanced at her face, and after their eyes met, he quickly lowered his eyes to avoid her sight, and murmured: "Of course it's not just about interests..."

He still has that honest and honest look with a hint of enthusiasm.

Sister Marlene's depression this week has disappeared and her mood has become cheerful.

She pulled out the cork of the wine bottle, then leaned forward slightly, while pouring the wine, she looked at Nance's dress and said, "It's not okay to dress so plainly in a place like this."

Nance subconsciously looked at himself.

The upper body is an ordinary shirt, with a cold-proof jacket on the outside, a pair of leather shoes on the feet, and no tie.

"How should I put it, um, okay, unique." Sister Marlene looked at his clothes with a smile, "But the tie should at least be worn, what do you think?"

"He doesn't have money to buy a tie," Susha interrupted.

Nance tugged at her sleeves in panic: "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Well, I already understand." Sister Marlene lowered her voice, smiled sweetly, and said with a bit of joking: "When I was poor before, I didn't want others to know my actual situation."

"Get out, don't make trouble here." Nance pulled Susha up and pushed her out the door while scolding her, "If I had known, I wouldn't have brought you here. What do you mean I don't have money? I just don't want to waste it on dressing up."

Are you okay with this kind of thing? Do you think men like to show off as much as you women do..."

The two pushed each other out of the corridor.

Susha turned around, raised her head, and looked at Nance lovingly: "Dear..."

Nance was already immune to her trick, and replied with a cold face: "Just tell me what's going on."

"You, you have to work hard later, squeeze her dry for me, but..." Miss Su slightly opened her red lips and her watery eyes seemed to be covered with mist, "Remember, and

She can just play for fun, she can’t be serious about it!”

"none of your business!"

Nance pushed her away.

He turned around and walked into the house, closed the door, and walked towards Sister Marlene who was curled up on the sofa.