Chapter 182 I'm Back (Please Subscribe~)

Based on the situation in front of him, Xifa quickly judged that someone was chasing this big boy. Moreover, there are still many people.

He immediately pointed to another alley across the street and whistled.

The big boy with bright red eyes looked over, saw Xifa, saw the direction his fingers were going, nodded, and rushed to the alley across the street.

Sifa turned his cane and faced the place where the boy came out just now. He is very satisfied with the efficiency of Detective Zreal, and he also has a good impression of this clever boy, so he doesn't mind helping him.

When he was walking towards the entrance of the alley, a figure rushed out from the alley, Xifa bumped into it directly, and then fell to the ground with an ouch.

At this moment, he saw clearly that the one who knocked him down was a thin and strong man with dark complexion and sunken eye sockets.

Plateau people?

Zmanger party?

In the last time Lynn was kidnapped, Xifa already had a certain understanding of this kind of person, so he was able to make a quick judgment.

The man who knocked him down took a look at Xifa and was about to leave, but his feet were caught by the cane.

Like a real gentleman, Xifa said angrily: "Stop! You knocked me down, and you want to leave without an apology?"

A fierce light flashed in the strong man's eyes, as if he wanted to be violent, but he was thinking about the boy, so he just pulled his foot out and was about to leave.

But there is no boy on Qiangwei Street.

He suddenly looked at Xifa again, and lifted Xifa vigorously from the ground: "Did you see a teenage boy wearing an old overcoat. By the way, his eyes are red, very recognizable .”

Cifer smiled derisively. "Do you think I'm going to tell you? To someone who knocked me down a few seconds ago and wouldn't even say an apology?"

"you!"

The tough man suddenly felt angry and almost beat him up. Finally, he swallowed his anger and said, "I'm sorry, sir, did you see that boy?"

Xifa looked at his hand that was still grabbing his clothes: "This is your apology? An apology without sincerity, do you think I will forgive you?"

The man in the black coat and top hat had bloodshot eyes, but Xifa still laughed and said, "Why, you want to hit me?"

"That's right, for an uneducated person like you, when you encounter problems, you can only resort to violence. Because your brain can no longer tolerate anything other than violence."

"Come on, hit me."

"Hit here, use some strength, don't act like a little girl. Of course, if you hurt me, as a law-abiding citizen, I will use the weapon of the law to protect myself."

"I remember that there is a police station not far from here, and the gentleman there should give me justice."

"Leave far away."

Resisting the urge to strike, the skinny man pushed Xifa away hard, and winked at the men behind: "Let's chase."

Seeing them blindly chasing to the other side of the street, Sifa smiled, straightened his clothes, and then walked towards Lynn's house.

On Monday morning, the loud siren almost made Sifa deaf. At this moment, he discovered that being too sensitive to hearing may not be a good thing.

In Backlund's steam train station, a steam train with more than 20 carriages dragged by a huge locomotive with a sophisticated mechanical structure is slowly entering the station and driving to the platform.

On the platform, Sifa, who was wearing a black tuxedo formal suit and a half-height silk top hat, was carrying an exaggerated suitcase, which was filled with various items, including the sword "Devil May Cry".

Beside him, the referee Cromwell smiled and said: "The happy days are always short, no matter when they are."

"I really miss you, friend. After returning to Tingen, remember to write to me when you have time. If you still have a chance to come to Backlund, remember to come to me."

Xifa put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Yes, say goodbye to Lynn for me."

After finishing speaking, he smiled, then turned around, carried the big suitcase, and walked steadily towards the train. After checking the tickets, he boarded one of the carriages.

Sitting down in his own place, putting the suitcase on the luggage rack, Sifa sorted out his clothes a little and sat down.

Looking out the window, Cromwell waved his hand on the platform, then turned around and left.

In the distance, the morning fog blocked the sunlight, making the distant scenery a blurred silhouette.

Cepha sighed with relief.

Goodbye, Backlund.

However, I will come again.

From Backlund to Tingen City, it only takes about four hours to take the steam train. Therefore, at noon, Sifa returned to Tingen City.

After leaving Backlund, Xifa, who was already a little accustomed to the dense fog like the 'City of Thousand Capitals', got off the train and saw the high sky with almost no white clouds, and suddenly couldn't get used to it.

It is already the middle of September, and the city of Tingen is full of autumn. Even though the sun is shining brightly now, and a gust of autumn wind blows, it still feels cool.

If it was winter, it would probably be even colder here, and I began to miss Enqi Town.

Xifa walked out of the bustling station with his suitcase, hailed a taxi outside, and returned to the Violet Hotel.

When he got out of the car, Xifa had already taken off his fake beard, removed all disguise, and returned to his original appearance.

When he came to his room, before he knocked on the door, he heard the voice of the bodyguard Gru from inside.

"When did the husband come back? It's been two weeks. If he doesn't come back, my weight will be out of control."

"If you don't eat so much ice cream every day, and take less sugar. Believe me, Mr. Gru, you will be very healthy." This is the voice of the servant Matthew.

Sifa smiled slightly, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and the gray-haired, dark-skinned male servant said habitually, "Good afternoon, sir. Sir, you are finally back."

"Yes, I'm back." Sifer smiled at the valet.

With Matthew and Grew, he briefly described his experience in Backlund.

Of course, most of them were fabricated by Xifa himself.

Afterwards, Sifa walked into the bedroom.

A voice sounded.

"My God."

"I'm not dazzled, am I?"

"You're back! I thought you died outside, why is your face so ugly, like a stupid bird whose mate has been robbed. Oh, it's worse than that, wait."

"What are you doing, don't throw it over."

In the cage, the parrot Gregor flapped its wings, trying to stay away from the glove thrown into the cage by Sifa, just a little further away.

"I'm relieved to see you so energetic. But you seem a little hyper, I think it's because of the high sugar intake."

Xifa looked at the parrot in the cage with a smile and said, "So you see, it would be a good idea to cancel dinner and tomorrow's breakfast."

"No!"

The parrot raised one wing and pointed at Sifa: "You can't treat a noble dragon like this. It's still too late to change your mind. The tolerant and benevolent Lord Gregor will forgive you."

"No, I can." Xifa smiled brightly, "Who asked me to be your owner, don't you think so?"

PS: Thanks to the witnesses of Glory, Zishen Qingtian, Gwyndolinn and other watchers for their rewards~