I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"You...you really forgot me, didn't you?"

On the third day after Nanling finished the Gutian group, the spider called.

"Yes." Seeing that there was no room for explanation, Nan Ling simply admitted it. Not only did he have no regrets at all, but he was extraordinarily confident, "Do you have any questions?"

The spider was very speechless to the reaction that he didn't intend to be embarrassed at all, but he couldn't beat him, so his tone was very yin and yang, "No. It's just that I dream of the curse mask every day for the past few days, and I'm worried that it's a little unhappy with you. , I'm afraid that you will have an accident before calling to ask."

"Thank you for your concern, I'm doing fine." Nan Ling said in a flat tone, "I think it's because it can't wait to come and find you. It seems that you two really like each other."

Spider twitched the corners of his mouth.

...I always feel that this person, Qi, is actually quite a nasty person, unlike his indifference on the outside.

"Exactly, about the token I told you before..." Spider paused, "You can come and get it now."

Nan Ling looked indifferent, "Don't you have long legs?"

When he said this, he was slumped on the soft sofa, surrounded by a few cushions and pillows, surrounding him. He tilted his head and held the phone between his shoulders, half-squinted his eyes, his face full of sleepiness, a cup of coffee in one hand, and an open book in the other—not by Yusaku Kudo— The coffee pot was placed on the coffee table beside him, there were a few biscuits in the plate, and a stack of books beside him. If it wasn't for the spider's call, Nan Ling could maintain this posture for the whole morning. If it wasn't for his stomach constraints Without him, he could even stay like this all day.

It seems that I don't know who doesn't have long legs.

"Aren't you afraid that I know your whereabouts?"

"Do I look so stupid? I'm outside now, come and find me, you'll be interested." Spider's voice smiled a little, "Have you ever been to a masquerade?"

Nan Ling squirmed and straightened slightly.

——For a little explanation, this is his biggest movement range in the last three hours.

"Do you mean the kind of masquerade where you can recognize everyone at a glance?"

"Otherwise, do you really want to cover your entire body?" Spider expressed his doubts, "Let's not say whether it looks good or not...Aren't you hot?"

Nan Ling had to admit that what he said was reasonable, and at the same time he was also a little interested in this masquerade.

It's nothing to do anyway, let's go and play.

It's time for him to get some fresh air.

"address."

...

"Seven?" Spider stood at the door of a building and waved at Nan Ling, "Long time no see."

Nan Ling first looked up at the building.

——I have to say, if this thing is put in the Conan theatrical version, it is designated to collapse.

He looked up and down the spider's outfit again - he didn't look any different from the last time they met, the wound on his face was almost healed, his blond hair was shining in the sun, and even the hair on his left eye Spider tattoos don't look so obvious anymore. He was wearing a three-piece suit that was obviously a high-end fashion house, and looked at Nan Ling slightly.

"Are you waiting for this?" Nan Ling threw the cursed mask in his hand to the other party. "By the way, I didn't wear a mask."

The reason is that I am too lazy to buy it now. It was the spider who invited him anyway.

"I've thought about it for a long time." The spider quickly took the mask and handed Nan Ling a paper bag politely, "As the inviter, of course I'm ready. This is a necessary etiquette."

"I thought Gunter von Goldberg II was your pseudonym." Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Are you really a noble?"

——Von Goldberg is a typical German aristocratic surname.

"Who knows." Spider smiled and changed the subject, "I wonder if Mr. Qi is still satisfied with the mask I prepared?"

Nan Ling glanced at it.

Yes, it's black again, or pure black, the kind that doesn't have any patterns.

Has he had a hard time with black all his life?

He clearly wore a light-colored coat today...

Nan Ling pondered.

Next time he'll make sure he can't see any black on his body - or just dye his hair another color.

A familiar voice seemed to appear in his head.

'I want to dye this thing...'

"...I hope you like it." The spider's voice interrupted Nan Ling's thoughts. He put the pure white curse mask on his head, and had no idea of ​​wearing it at all, the mask was slanted on his forehead, "The half-face mask shouldn't be very hot, this kind of full-face can be very hot. It's different."

"I'm afraid your understanding of the word 'mask' in a masquerade is a little different from that of a normal person." Nan Ling wore a mask while complaining, and the pure black shadow quickly covered half of his face.

"This kind of occasion was originally designed to be used for socializing." The spider led him inside with a casual tone. "So it stands to reason that my dress is in line with the original intention of the masquerade."

Nan Ling felt that he was arguing nonsense, but he had no evidence.

But it's not that important anyway.

"Besides," the spider stopped in front of the elevator and turned to look at Nan Ling, "In this masquerade, your identity cannot be concealed by wearing a mask."

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows and stepped into the elevator first, "Explain?"

The spider followed, pressing the button leading to the top level, "Masquerade game. You will receive a unique identity when you enter the field, and this identity has one thing you can't do. The way to play is to interact with each other. Tentative, guess each other's identities, and the last one wins. Keep it simple."

"It's okay." Nan Ling nodded perfunctorily, "So what is your identity?"

Spider thought that this person was really shameless, and still had a faint smile on his face, "Secret."

"What about the prize?"

Ding--

The elevator has arrived.

"The prize is of course the chairperson of the Cyan Origin for the next year." The spider said nonchalantly and walked out of the elevator, "This is a tradition I established when I was still at Cyan Origin, and I'm glad to see that they are still sticking to it."

Nan Ling: ...?

Wait a moment?

"The origin of cyan?" Nan Ling leaned against the handrail of the elevator, and said with a half-smile, "What a surprise."

"Ah... Didn't I tell you that this was a dance held by Cyan Origin?" The spider seemed to realize it suddenly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know if it was faked, "Then you know now."

... all come.

"It's really very personal." Nan Ling followed him out, "What's the use of this speaker?"

"It's useless," the spider said frankly. "The interior of the cyan origin is completely equal. The biggest role should be to count the number of people who voted when there is a resolution."

Understood, singing votes. No wonder it was decided so hastily by playing the game.

"But despite this, there are still many people who want this position." The spider pushed open the door, and a loud voice suddenly rang out, "After all... um... some people really want to be recognized by others."

His tone was hesitant.

Understood, the secondary disease needs the affirmation of others.

The two looked at each other, and both saw speechlessness in each other's eyes.