Red Moon Returns

Lynch certainly didn't beat the little bastard who was caught, he just slapped the little guy on the head.

The other children had already scattered, but Martha didn't run away. She just pouted and stayed beside Lynch with a reluctant look, but took the initiative to follow Lynch to Charles Square.

She walked with a limp, which made Lynch laugh out loud.

It seems that the swollen buttocks have not healed yet.

In the angry eyes of the little guy, Lynch simply picked her up and carried her all the way back to Apartment 221. The little thing kicked a few times and then calmed down, curling up comfortably in Lynch's arms.

Seeing that the two of them came back together, Mrs. Maggie, who was preparing dinner, was shocked. She didn't feel relieved until she was sure that her daughter was not beaten again. She covered her mouth and showed a gentle smile.

"Changed into new clothes? The workmanship is machine-made clothes, but the material is very good. But why is it so dirty, all over the body?"

Huh? Lynch looked down and saw that he was indeed covered in dirt.

The blood stains in the memories of the strange objects were mysterious manifestations and would not be contaminated and brought into the world, but he and Officer Natalie rolled around in the secret room and ended up being covered in dirt, but neither of them realized it.

"Take it off quickly, I'll help you wash it. It's torture for a man to do these housework by yourself."

"No, no." Lin Qi blushed and said embarrassedly, "I'm going out soon. I need to wear formal clothes for formal occasions."

"Then you can't go out with a dirty dress. Are you going to embarrass yourself? Change into your original clothes before going. Although the materials of that dress are cheap, it is at least handmade and the grade is not worse than this one. Go and change it and take it down for me. I will wash it for you in two days."

"Mom, be careful. This guy just beat your daughter so hard that she couldn't get out of bed, and you want to help him wash clothes. Are you going to reward him? Just let him get dirty. Anyway...ah, I was wrong, no, mom, look, he's going to beat someone again."

The little bastard immediately went around to the other side of the landlady and hid. The two beautiful faces with blond hair and blue eyes came together, making the room brighter in the evening.

The gentle smile warmed Lynch's heart, and he quickly fled back to the second floor. It must be that the fire in the kitchen was too hot, otherwise why would his face feel a little hot.

He carefully changed into the Ranger's uniform. Anyway, no one asked him for this uniform when they parted just now. Everyone tacitly agreed to use it as a prop for future disguises.

Then he changed into his cheapest formal suit and sent the clothes downstairs with a red face. Lynch then closed the door, reorganized the combat items, and finally took out the invitation letter and tickets.

Black Cat Theater 204, the invitation of Countess Hathaway.

Lynch was actually very worried. Whether it was a theater or a person, he had never heard of it in his previous life.

This was a bit strange. The experience of Thorn Flower encountering Jeremy and the spider monster made him unforgettable for life. He was very worried that this invitation was a trap set by some cultists.

It has only been two days, and he has encountered several mysterious events that many people will never encounter in their lifetime. He has even communicated with mysterious aliens face to face. Every day is colorful and thrilling. The characteristics of the mysterious lighthouse have been clearly revealed, so he has to be extra careful.

Therefore, he deliberately asked at the Scarecrow Club just now. Although he wanted to meet the other party, he had made up his mind that as long as there was a possibility that the other party was wrong, he would never go to the appointment.

Officer Natalie didn't know the Black Cat Theater, but Mr. V had heard of it.

It was a luxurious theater, located on the more hidden Emerald Street in the Crown District. It was not open to the public. Only celebrities and dignitaries came and went. The theater box was their traditional social venue. People with insufficient status could not even enter. How many people wanted to exchange a large sum of money for an opportunity to enter, but they could never get their wish.

As for Countess Hathaway, she was a great noble in Rhine City.

She acted very low-key and rarely came into contact with civilians. Even Mr. V had only vaguely heard of this person. It was said that he was an idle noble without real power, but his status was very high. Even Duke Wayne had to treat him with caution.

The information was not too detailed, but it was enough for Lynch.

The theater and the inviter both had public and absolutely legitimate backgrounds. I hadn't heard of them just because I was not of a good enough status. Although it was a bit sad, it also meant that the danger was significantly reduced, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

It was just a normal invitation. I wouldn't meet cultists again this time.

The only suspicious thing was the black cat that delivered the letter, but it was not the cat that invited me, but Countess Hathaway. If such a big shot was really bored, it would be normal to keep a cat that could only deliver letters. The cat didn't open its mouth to speak, so there was no need to be overly nervous.

Along the way, Lynch didn't know how many weird ideas he had in his mind until the carriage suddenly stopped.

Yes, Lynch came by rented carriage, and it was an expensive box carriage.

It's not that he wanted to pretend to be impressive, but it was a habit he developed when he was a social animal.

If you are invited by someone in a non-malicious way, and you dress inappropriately and behave inappropriately, it will be the person who invites you who will be embarrassed. Therefore, if you don't want to offend someone for no reason, it is better to show that you value the other person's face.

In front of me is a large Baroque-style opera house, which covers a large area and does not look too abrupt among a bunch of Victorian-style buildings.

At the entrance is a large square, with more than a dozen elegantly decorated carriages parked here. There were no guests entering at the door. There were only a dozen waiters in purple vests standing in an upright row, all the way from the parking lot to the steps of the theater.

Seeing Lynch, who was dressed in cheap clothes, approaching, the waiters' expressions did not change at all. Their movements were as if they were measured by a ruler, and they bowed and guided Lynch all the way to the front of the theater.

Until here, he was stopped by two waiters in red vests. The two waiters didn't even glance at Lynch's clothes. They just bowed their heads and respectfully accepted Lynch's invitation letter and theater tickets.

"Countess Hathaway?" The stone-like waiter finally showed his expression. He looked around in surprise, then opened the door and made a leading gesture: "Please follow me, Her Majesty the Countess's fixed box. On the second floor, she hasn't arrived yet, maybe she's not very interested in tonight's show, but her..."

"Um?"

"Nothing, please pay attention to the steps under your feet." The waiter had already led Lynch deep into the theater. This is a two-story special structure. Except for the stage in the front, there are no scattered seats around. They are all independent boxes. Each box has a window facing the stage, "Let's go around here so as not to disturb other audience members."

"Has the show started? Am I late?" Lynch was a little confused. The invitation letter didn't say nine o'clock.

The waiter who led the way was obviously stunned, but he still explained seriously: "If you are here to enjoy the performance, you are indeed late. If you are here for other purposes, you are actually a little early. The second act is not over yet."

"I don't understand." Lin Qi stopped pretending and sighed, "Please explain."

The waiter smiled and whispered: "This is the social etiquette of the big shots. They are used to sending servants to communicate between the first act and the second act to visit each other. It would be rude to violate it, but it is not strict. , you don’t need to worry about it. We are here, 204, just go in and wait for His Excellency, I wish you a pleasant night.”

Lin Qi hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and opened the box door.

The countess did not come, and the box was empty. But on the sofa facing the window, a black cat lay there, looking lazily at the door of the box.

It was the beautiful black cat that delivered the message.

It turned out that this was the reason why the waiter hesitated to speak. The cat came first before the man came.

Just wait.

Lin Qi's mouth trembled, and he simply sat down next to the black cat. The black cat didn't run away, and stared straight at Lin Qi with its jewel-like green eyes.

"Hello, we meet again. I apologize for pointing a gun at you last time." After being bored waiting, Lynch waved to the cat in boredom and said amusingly, "I am Lynch Levy. Husband, what about you?”

[Lynch, please be careful. 】

At the same time, the black cat opened his mouth: "I am Anna Hathaway."

The air suddenly fell silent. At this moment, Lin Qi felt his scalp numb.

Because the black cat in front of him suddenly changed, and it was covered with a shadow, just like what he experienced at the Thorn Flower the night before.

The virtual shadow is a mature and beautiful woman, her face is a little blurry, but a pair of cat-like eyes full of aura are staring at him through the black cat's real eyes. There is a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, opening and closing in sync with the cat's mouth, and making human sounds. sound.

However, when Lynch continued to pay more attention, he saw a third image, overlapping with the woman.

It was a strange female figure with a cat head and body, wearing ancient clothes. The sight in the cat's eyes seemed to be filled with endless weirdness and majesty, and condensed on Lin Qi's face through the boundary between virtuality and reality.

At the moment when his eyes met with the cat-headed woman, Lynch felt countless information pouring into his brain at the same time. His mind seemed to explode suddenly, with only one thought.

Damn it, what the hell.