Trafford’s Trading Club

The street performance did not last forever. Soon the crowd dispersed and it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Cheng Yiran began to pack up the tools around him. He was not the only one performing. There were also several new friends he met by chance at a rock bar after arriving in Fog City.

"Thank you so much, Will, for being willing to go crazy with me." Cheng Yiran came to Will who was packing up the amplifier.

"You're welcome, there's nothing to do at night anyway." Will smiled.

"Have the police looked for you again today?" Cheng Yiran asked casually at this time.

Because of Will's call last night, he called the police, and the police later went to the social work center. After that, he made a recording at the scene and submitted some identity information before returning to his dormitory at the Conservatory of Music.

"No." Will shook his head and said a little doubtfully: "Those guys didn't come again... It was strange. Later I called the police station and asked about it. They didn't seem to care about their own affairs. He even had a perfunctory attitude toward me..."

"Where are those guys who are arresting people?"

Will still shook his head, "It hasn't appeared yet."

"In this way..." Cheng Yiran nodded, "You should be careful yourself, right? Where are you going to go next? Do you want to go to the music bar to sit for a while? Call them?"

Cheng Yiran saw that Will's companion was also a member of Will's punk band and a colleague of his social work center.

"No, I have to go back to the center later... I made some mess last night, and some places haven't been cleaned up yet."

"Then let me go over and help." Cheng Yiran smiled, "Just think of it as a thank you for accompanying me tonight?"

"Oh! That's great, Cheng, can you cook some fried noodles for me? I really love your Chinese food!" The companion next to him quickly shouted happily.

Will shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the bag Cheng Yiran was carrying. He always carried this guitar bag with him, even when he rushed to the social worker center after the call last night, he still carried it with him.

Cheng Yiran has always been carrying a guitar. In fact, Cheng Yiran has never taken it out to play this guitar. Will is even sometimes curious as to whether the guitar bag contains a guitar.

Today's street performance, Cheng Yiran also brought it with him, and also brought an extra handful, which was used for performances.

Will once curiously asked Cheng Shiyi about this guitar that he never took out.

He just smiled and said that he was not ready yet, not strong enough to pick it up.

What preparation does it take to pick up a guitar?

Of course Will didn't understand, but there was no doubt that he was a person who respected other people's privacy, so he was just curious and didn't ask further.

"Speaking of which, are there too many police cars tonight?" Cheng Yiran looked at a police car whizzing past... In his impression, there were three police cars passing by in about fifteen minutes.

"Speaking of it, it seems so?" Will was stunned.

Suddenly, a child walked up to Cheng Yiran and brought an envelope, saying that someone asked him to send it... Cheng Yiran was secretly curious, opened the envelope and took a look, and found that it was a jammed paper.

【you——fly】

There is no signature, just a word of encouragement... The three words on the cardboard seem so monotonous.

He couldn't help but be startled.

"What's wrong, Cheng?" Will asked curiously: "Who sent it to you?"

Cheng Yiran gave Will a look, then shook his head and said: "It's probably a reason to encourage other people's good people."

Denial, slander, curse... you can see it everywhere.

There are very few people who are willing to encourage a stranger.

…

Receiving an encouraging card from a stranger made Cheng Yiran even happier than when he had attracted so many people during the performance.

Even under Will's curious gaze, Cheng Yiran opened the zipper of the guitar bag that never took out the guitar in front of him for the first time, and put in the piece of paper with encouraging words. .

A few people chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the door of the Social Work Center. Here, Will saw a guy who surprised him.

Wearing a black jacket, he was leaning on the motorcycle and looking around...

"Mr. Klein?" Will was very curious as to why this 'motorcyclist' came to visit... and judging from the situation, it seemed that he had been waiting for some time.

The person waiting outside the Social Work Center is indeed Knight Klein who was ordered to rest in the Knight Agency.

"I happened to be fine today. I was a little worried when I thought about the child yesterday, so I wanted to come over and have a look." Klein quickly explained his reasons.

This is also true. Due to orders from his superior, Mr. Gareth, Klein is currently unable to participate in any actions of the Knight Agency.

But he is a restless person... He can't just put on a red and blue mesh tights and turn into a superhero in the movie to fight evil.

As a knight, he never bothers to hide his identity from others.

"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." Will couldn't help but sigh.

"What happened?" Klein frowned, intuitively thinking that something had happened.

"actually……"

…

"A pair of siblings? And they're wearing black windbreakers..."

After listening to Will's narration, Klein subconsciously seemed to think of something, but then he confirmed, "Will, can you tell me in detail the specific characteristics of those guys?"

"How should I put it... It feels like it is a gang, but it doesn't look like it, because I remember they said that after the matter is over, they will not appear in front of me again... I am also surprised."

Will even commented on the perfunctory attitude of the police.

This made Klein even more convinced that the person Will met last night might be a member of the Knight Agency on a mission... But why did he want to arrest a child?

Siblings...

Could it be that... he was one of the orcs who got lost at the dock yesterday?

Thinking that he might have missed an orc who was lost in the incident, Klein couldn't help but feel annoyed... Sure enough, he was still too young.

"Hey, don't talk anymore." Will's colleague suddenly asked: "Will, apart from us, is anyone else going to be on duty tonight? Why are the lights inside?"

In fact, it was just one of the rooms in the center that lit up... The moment everyone looked at it subconsciously, the room was suddenly closed.

Faintly, I seemed to see a figure flashing past in a hurry.

"Could it be those who caused sabotage last night?" Cheng Yiran said subconsciously.

"This..." Will opened his mouth.

"I'll go take a look." Klein unexpectedly said quickly, and then without waiting for anyone's reaction, he jumped directly from the wall next to the door...

Yes, I jumped up, a climb similar to parkour, but obviously easier.

"Cool..." My colleague looked amazed.

Will had no choice but to open the door in a hurry... Did this 'motorcycle rider' really lack a brain?

…

In the dark corridor, Klein walked as gently as possible while listening to all the sounds as much as possible... He did feel that someone was hiding here.

"Come out, I already know where you are, there's no need to hide."

He tried to make the other person nervous by speaking out... However, Klein did not notice that there was a pair of amber eyes looking at him on the beam of the dark corridor.

Suddenly, the owner of the amber eyes pounced on the young knight from behind.

Klein sensed the danger approaching, and turned around at the last moment, with his hands clasped in front of him to protect him... He felt a huge force crash into him, forcing him to retreat quickly.

In the corridor, only a blurry black shadow was seen jumping around... Klein was secretly shocked that he had really encountered an inhuman being this time.

The bones of his arm ached...he was injured yesterday and has not recovered yet.

But at this time, it was too late to report to the Knight Agency and ask for support... I could only face the difficulty. Klein quickly adjusted his breathing and observed the movements of the agile black shadow with all his concentration.

But at this moment... there was a snap.

The corridor was illuminated like daylight for an instant. The first thing Klein saw was a girl who was raising her arms. But the moment the light was turned on, the girl's arms suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing?"

The lights came on, and when the girl stopped attacking, Will's confused voice came.

The next moment, the girl quickly retreated all the way in front of Will... Just when Klein was about to shout to be careful, the girl's next move surprised him.

I saw that this girl was not trying to deal with Will. Instead, she was standing in front of Will. At the same time, she was looking at him with a fierce vigilance... It was not so much that she wanted to hurt Will, but rather, Do you have any intention of protecting him?

"Can anyone tell me what happened..."

Cheng Yiran came over last with a confused look on his face, looked at the scene in front of him, and then also took a look at the girl with a pose. When he was about to say something, his eyes saw a swinging stick behind the girl. The tail that is hanging, "...things, things..."

This tail... is it real?

…

…

"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"

In the corridor, to be precise, it was the Song Dynasty Hotel in Fog City. In the corridor outside the presidential suite, I saw Peter Chen, who was responsible for entertaining me this time, sneakily putting his ear to the door, as if eavesdropping. look.

"Don't make any noise, I'm listening! After listening..." Chen Peter suddenly pursed his lips because he heard who the voice asking him the question belonged to, "Qiu...Master Qiu! Good evening! Today The moonlight at night is so beautiful, hahahaha..."

"The moonlight is indeed quite good tonight." Luo Qiu nodded and glanced out the window casually, "Then, Mr. Chen said, what are you hearing?"

"Uh... this..." Chen Peter said quickly: "Listen to the rats! Mr. Qiu, you don't know something. Today is our hotel's rat eradication day... You don't know, these rats are very smart. I don’t know what I grew up eating!”

"In this way..." Luo Qiu smiled and nodded, "Do you want to go in?"

"No, I'll just listen... Well, I've listened! Master Qiu, don't worry, there will be absolutely no problems with your room. It's very hygienic and safe!"

While saying this, Peter Chen got out of the way and made a gesture of warm invitation... But he was quite strange in his heart. He hadn't seen Master Qiu go out all day, so how could he suddenly come back from outside? .

And so is his female companion, and judging from the situation, it looks like she just came back from shopping?

But in the afternoon, didn't the cleaning staff see the two of them sunbathing on the balcony of the suite?

"Thank you." Luo Qiu smiled and nodded, swiped the key card and led the maid into the room.

"If you have any instructions, just let me know! Master Qiu! I'll be here 24 hours a day."

"Thank you...but I think it would be better for you, Mr. Chen, to take a rest."

"No trouble, no trouble..." Chen Peter quickly apologized with a smile...but what he was thinking about was what happened when he reported the information last night to Miss Ying out of a gamble.

last night……

…

"What, a sexy sailor suit in a smaller size? Does he really want this?"

Song Ying, who was applying a facial mask, suddenly opened her mouth, and the mask fell off. She muttered in disbelief: "I didn't see it... That woman looks quite dignified, but she actually knows how to seduce men." , Tsk.”

"Miss Sakura? Miss Sakura? What are you talking about?"

"Oh... no! You did a good job, Chen... Peter Chen, right? Well, you did a good job, keep working hard." Ying Xiaojie opened a new mask, and then said casually: "I want to know what they said, what they ate, what they did, and how long they did it. The more detailed the better, you know?"

"I understand... How long have you been doing this?"

"Just do it as you are told. Where is all this nonsense?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

…

The door to the room slowly closed, and Peter Chen's thoughts were withdrawn from last night's video call... Then, he happily approached the door again and put his ear to it.

Unexpectedly, the door suddenly opened. Chen Peter felt his ears were severely burned by something, and he screamed like a pig.

I saw the maid standing outside the door at this time, holding a kettle for boiling water in her hand, and then covered her mouth with a look of surprise, "Mr. Chen, why are you still here... I hurt you Is it ready? The water is cold, I was going to throw it away."

"It hurts, it hurts...it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's okay, hahaha, it's okay." Peter Chen greeted him with a smile.

But he was complaining like crazy in his heart.

This is the presidential suite of the hotel. Miss, are you kidding me when you come out to pour water?

Also, this water is obviously boiling, but you have the nerve to say...it's cold? !