Chapter 1193 Profile

With a pleasant "ding", Nono, who was wearing a white one-shoulder woolen coat, walked out of the elevator with brisk steps, carrying large and small bags. The elevator opened into the lobby of the hotel's diplomatic suite. The large and small bags that I returned from shopping at SKP were placed on the counter next to the elevator door. I inserted the room card into the room card switch on the wall and the power in the room was automatically turned on.

Facing the elevator door is a round mirror in the front hall, and on the left is the guest bathroom and cloakroom. A map of the room is thoughtfully posted on the slot of the room card switch, and the divisions of the entire suite are clearly marked on it, so as not to prevent guests. get lost.

"Caesar?" Nono leaned against the cabinet and bent down to take off his high heels. He raised his head and called into the suite, but received no response.

After shouting twice, Nono probably knew that Caesar was not in the room. She stood at the door for a while, and then whispered:

"It's strange. The sun is coming out in the west."

After that, her expression suddenly became relaxed and happy.

After changing her shoes, she walked into the small bar on the right side of the front hall. After the room was powered on, the bar was lit with bright golden ambient lights. Originally, the half-open wine cabinet on the bar was empty when she checked in, but after Caesar checked in Complete sets of wine are placed inside, ranging from fermented wine to distilled wine to prepared wine.

Nono raised his hand to open the wine cabinet above and picked up a bottle of blended whiskey from inside. Although there were many varieties of wine in the wine cabinet, Caesar loved whiskey only, so whiskey accounted for the majority, and there were many talents from auctions. I saw some rare and good products, such as The Dalmore 62 and The Macallan M, the Rolls-Royce of whiskeys.

Nono was not a big drinker and was used to the fine wines that were boasted by sommeliers and cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. However, Caesar liked it and kept trying to teach her some wine tasting skills.

For example, you know that the best cup for drinking whiskey is not a square cup but a tall glass with elegant lines. After pouring the wine, shake it gently for a few times and then pour it away. The purpose is to remove the possible odor on the inner wall of the cup. Pour some wine back in, shake it, hold it up to the tip of your nose, put your whole nose into the goblet to smell the aroma of the wine, repeat the above action three times, and say "Hello", "How are you" and "Thank you" three times. you very much"

After completing the above process, you have to pick up a glass of water. The movement of holding the water is also very particular. You have to put your thumb into the inner wall of the kettle to feel the temperature of the water to ensure that the bartender will not give you the hot water by mistake. Then pour water into the whiskey until the alcohol content is about 35%, because this ratio is the perfect alcohol concentration to stimulate the taste buds to taste the richness of the whiskey, and finally allow the wine to flow slowly into your mouth.

Every time Caesar stood in front of the dimly lit wine cabinet and straightened his back to do this elaborate process, he always heard the sound of shoveling coal next to him. That was Nono directly grabbing the ice bucket with his hands. He stuffed the ice balls into his glass until the whiskey glass was filled, and then he left the counter with satisfaction. Normally at this time, Caesar wouldn't make any comments. He just held the wine cabinet thoughtfully with one hand, grabbing his 35% alcoholic whiskey and preparing to see how Nono tasted that glass of "On the Rocks". Scotland".

In fact, what Caesar didn't know was that filling whiskey with ice cubes was already Nono's most exquisite way of drinking.

Nono took a bottle of blended whiskey from the wine cabinet. He didn't know what brand it was, but it looked like it was probably expensive enough to fill a whole wine cabinet with cheap whiskey. He unscrewed the cork and hummed while bending down from the bottle. I pulled out an ice bucket from the bottom of the freezer on the side, grabbed two crystal-clear ice cubes and threw them into my mouth. My cheeks were bulging like pine cones stored by a squirrel for the winter. Then he picked up the expensive bottle of good wine on the wine cabinet, which he didn’t know the brand of, and took a sip or two of it to his mouth. He closed his eyes, furrowed his eyebrows that he had just done in Wangfujing this afternoon, then with a movement of his throat, he swallowed the wine and turned his head. Spit out two ice cubes with crystal saliva into the goblet, all in one movement!

After taking a sip of whiskey, Nono kept his eyes closed. His delicate facial features were wrinkled and unable to relax due to the stimulation of the strong drink. Caesar reminded Nono countless times that if you don’t add water to the whiskey, your taste buds will be damaged. She would be strongly stimulated by strong alcohol, which would make her expression quite ugly - she never took this reminder seriously. If you don't have wrinkled facial features when drinking whiskey, how would you know that you were drinking whiskey?

It would be perfect if there is a dessert beside you at this time, preferably a piece of sweet pudding.

The little red-haired witch always has her own ideas about enjoying life.

"My body is warm, my body is warm." Nono stopped wearing slippers while carrying the whiskey. She threw off the hotel slippers in three steps and circled into the exaggeratedly large front hall of the suite. There were night lights outside the surrounding windows. The bright Bei'an Street flows with golden veins extending in all directions. The lights of various colors are like a princess's jewelry cabinet in a fairy tale, colorful and crystal clear.

After the room was powered on, impassioned music automatically played. With a bit of artistic appreciation, she recognized that it was Caesar's favorite "Oedipus the King" and placed it on the scene where Oedipus's mother, Jocasta, was in grief. Kill yourself to wash away your sins. Oedipus blinded himself due to mixed feelings and then went into self-exile.

Holding the bottle of good wine, Nono danced the tango taught by her court dance teacher. She danced with her imaginary partner in the spacious front hall, shaking her head. The sudden excitement of the dance was like Oedipus, who was fighting against fate. Jocasta, who suddenly felt tragic and seemed about to commit suicide, danced with exquisite steps, full of emotions, and tense movements. Any dance teacher would praise her as a good young dancer, but it is a pity that her brain is not normal.

Nono always goes crazy like this when she is alone, especially when she is in the highest hotel suite in the building late at night, facing the night view of the big city all around, and the background music is opera. If she does not go crazy in this atmosphere, she will not be Chen Motong, especially when In the past few days, Caesar ignored him, refused to play with her, and refused to let her go out to do business, which was driving her a little crazy.

Until she went crazy and got tired, she "slipped" and fell down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Her bare left leg under her skirt was on the arm of the sofa, and her other leg was hanging on the ground under the sofa. What about her body? The sweater made the curves of her figure extremely attractive.

She lay face down on the sofa, her left hand holding the wine bottle hanging on the ground, as if she was asleep.

The opera "Oedipus Rex" in the room ended, and the next piece was played automatically. What was playing on the speaker was not "Hamlet" or "Othello", but something completely unrelated to the opera. Xipi was slow. plate? It sounded like the classic "Shiro Visits His Mother".

Nono immediately pulled her face up from the sofa. There wasn't much makeup on her face, and she couldn't see the redness after drinking. After all, she was a mixed race, and she couldn't even drink a few sips of pure whiskey. As for getting her drunk.

The authentic singing voice of Peking Opera inspired her to sing. She listened carefully to the big gongs, cymbals, small gongs, and drums that filled the room. It was so authentic, especially the clicking of the cymbals. The abnormality of "Ka Xiang" highlights that the drama is mainly tragic, but compared with the tragedy of the previous "Oedipus King", Peking Opera seems a bit too lively?

Nuonuo changed her position and lay on the sofa amidst the long and high-pitched singing of the Peking Opera. She picked up the wine bottle on the floor and took a sip. She frowned due to the alcohol and listened carefully to the music playing in the room. of Peking Opera.

She was thinking about a question, that was Caesar changing his taste?

If she remembered correctly, the audio equipment in this room was connected to Bluetooth, so the music selections were all from Caesar's own music library. She didn't remember that there was "Shiro Visits His Mother" in Caesar's music library. "This is a good song - she boasts that her taste in music is dozens of times more mixed than Caesar's, but it is not so mixed as to listen to a play. Usually when she wants to listen to a play, she goes to a serious courtyard to listen to it. of.

"When did you become so tasteful?" Nono was lying on the sofa, and his sight moved to the laptop placed on the dining table for four by the window. It was pure black, without a logo, and was specially provided by the executive department. It was Caesar's laptop. , the computer is connected via Bluetooth.

In the past few days, Caesar has been playing with the laptop at the table. It can be said that after they got off the plane and checked into this hotel, they basically stayed in the room and never went out. The expensive hotel suite was generously booked for three days. Months later, I heard that he was using the permissions of the MINT Club. The hotel owner promised that if Mr. Gattuso is happy, this suite can be reserved for him all year round until he is happy and satisfied.

She didn't know whether Caesar was happy or not, but she was certainly unhappy.

From the moment she received the mission, Nono thought that this trip to Bei'an would be a thrilling, bloody and dangerous battlefield with bullets flying everywhere. But in the end, she just changed her residence, from the school's Anbo Hall residence to The hotel suite in Beigan. It was said that there was a student union party every night in the school, but Bei'an really just stayed in his room every day not knowing what to do.

Even if he went out during the day, he could only wander around. It was boring to visit the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace alone. So when he asked Caesar to go out, Caesar said that he had to do business, and then stayed in the room and looked at the laptop mysteriously. Know what you are doing all day long.

In the three-person team, Caesar was the captain and he had the final say. As a result, his course of action was to ferment the cat in the hotel, while Patsy Gattuso was elusive, highlighting a person who had not been found, and Caesar was completely unaware of it. He cares about him as if there is no such person in the team. In his words, as long as Patsy does not interfere with him, then Patsy is free to do whatever he wants.

This principle also applies to Nono, and Caesar's advice to Nono was just one word "wait". As for what to wait for and when to wait, Caesar didn't mention a word, but his attitude was very serious when giving these instructions. Serious, not like being perfunctory. So these days, apart from watching dramas in the hotel, Nono is wandering around in Bei'an in Nono University, trying to catch one or two lone dragon kings. Unfortunately, he didn't see a single dragon hair, but Deyun Club Went there two or three times.

Nuonuo thought for a while, then jumped up from the soft sofa, stood firmly on his feet, stepped on the warm wool blanket with bare feet and walked to the dining table. He leaned on the back of a chair and held the bottle with his left hand. Blowing, he turned the notebook in a circle with his right hand toward himself.

The screen showed that he needed to enter a password. Nono raised his eyebrows. Holding the wine bottle in his left hand, he reached out to the keyboard with his right hand and randomly pressed one of Caesar's most commonly used passwords, which was his own birthday. As a result, the password was wrong and an automatic reminder appeared. You can make the wrong entry at most two more times. She casually entered her birthday again, but the password was still wrong, and the automatic reminder could only be entered once.

Nuonuo's expression suddenly became serious. He put the wine bottle on the table, pulled out his chair and sat in front of the computer. Considering that this laptop is produced by the Executive Department, what will happen after three consecutive input errors is most likely not to automatically lock and wait for time to unlock, but the computer will explode directly on the spot, and all the data in the disk will be burned.

Nuonuo tapped her fingers lightly on the red dots on the laptop keyboard with her right hand, looking at the flashing cursor in the password field and thinking deeply. She closed her eyes and remained motionless for a few minutes in the room where the sound of Peking Opera was coming. Then she opened her eyes. , his pupils were slightly blurred.

She got up, walked to the wine cabinet, repeated a series of troublesome wine tasting procedures that the narrator complained about before, returned to the table with the goblet, sat down, took a sip of the blended whiskey, and placed her left hand on the keyboard. I hit the key a few times, ignoring the warning about the last chance to enter my password, and hit Enter neatly.

The computer screen dimmed, then lit up again, revealing an unclosed black browser page. It was obvious that the password was entered correctly.

The look in Nuonuo's eyes returned to normal. He glanced at the numbers pressed on the small keyboard. It was obvious that this was also a birthday. Judging from the two digits at the end of the year, this birthday should belong to the elder Caesar. She could only guess the birthday of an elder who could be used as a password by Caesar Gattuso. If it was that person, she would have no reason to be angry with Caesar about why the power-on password was someone else's birthday.

Nuonuo took a sip of whiskey with a 35% alcohol content in the goblet, smacked it in his mouth, then couldn't help pouting and nodded, approving the finished product, took another sip, and then turned his energy to onto the computer screen.

She had long been curious about what Caesar was doing in private these days. Even when he was sleeping, he would hug his laptop as if he was chatting with someone. One time, at three or four in the morning, the laptop beeped. When the notification sounds, he can actually lift off the quilt and run to the living room to reply.

To be honest, if he didn't know what kind of person Caesar was, Nono would really think that this guy was cheating on him or something, but considering that a woman who could charm Mr. Gattuso to get up and reply to messages at three or four in the middle of the night might Not yet born, this conjecture was abandoned.

"Let me see what you have been busy with these days." Nono moved the cursor to slide the web page to see Caesar's mysterious achievements in these days, but after taking a second look, his eyebrows were raised.

There is no doubt that this is a hunter's website. Caesar was browsing the background of the hunter's website before leaving the hotel. He actually had his own account on the hunter's website. Very few people knew that this noble man, Caesar Gattuso, was actually that person. One of a group of hunters who risk their lives for the bounty.

However, judging from Nono's browsing of the task completion records in his backend, it seems that the last time Caesar accepted a task on this website was three or four years ago. Looking back, he was probably fifteen or sixteen years old? It seems that Mr. Gattuso has also failed twice, and he will dream of becoming a bounty hunter and traveling around the world with a sword.

There is no big problem in paying attention to the hunter website. After all, the news of the Dragon King's recovery was first revealed on this website. It makes sense that Caesar has been monitoring this website. Nono cut out the hunter website and checked the browser records. She was not afraid of finding anything shameful. This was out of her confidence in her boyfriend. Caesar was not like Lu Mingfei. All devices must be in incognito mode.

In the browser records, Nono found that the keyword that Caesar looked up the most was "Jinlou". She was not sure what "Jinlou" was, but following those browsing records, she roughly knew that the search results on the Internet were Nothing was found.

It was obvious that Caesar was looking for a landmark building. What information should he have used to locate a place called "Golden Tower"? What did he firmly believe he would find there? But where did this news come from?

Nono's eyes gradually became trance-like again. Her fingers moved lightly on the red dot on the touch screen of her laptop. She switched back to the hunter website and opened the backend of the Caesar account.

If I were Caesar

[I did browse the hunter website for a while before going to Beigan. I wanted to find some clues and intelligence on the hunter website. I found something, but I am not sure. It will take time to prove that the things I investigated are very sensitive and cannot be used. Let others discover that Beigan is the territory of orthodoxy. The direction of my investigation cannot be known to orthodoxy. I want to avoid orthodoxy]

[I have to go to the hotel as soon as I get off the plane. First say hello to Zhengtong and announce my arrival in a high-profile manner, and then act in a low-key manner. Patsy has always been strong in intelligence. I can trust him. I need him to do some things and I can't let Nono do it. I am in danger, so I have to hide it from Nono and let her calm down alone for a while.】

[The person on the hunter website finally dug out the hard information for me. He gave me the word "Jinlou". I had to investigate "Jinlou" even though I knew that I wanted to find something useful in the sea of ​​the Internet. The probability of intelligence is extremely slim. I have to find a way to make an offer that the person can't refuse and let him tell me everything I want to know.】

[I finally succeeded. He agreed to the conditions I proposed and asked me to meet offline. Before Nono came back from playing, I had to act as soon as possible]

[If Nono finds me out after I come back, he will definitely be suspicious. The worst possible thing is that he will profile me to find out what I am doing.]

[Nono, if you are profiling me, don’t waste your efforts. Just wait for me to come back in the hotel. If it's still early, I will bring you a midnight snack.】

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When Nono came back to his senses, his eyes stopped on the screen. It was the private message chat interface in the background of the hunter website. It showed the chat window between Caesar and an account with the ID name "Phoenix", but unfortunately all the chat records were deleted. Cautious Caesar deleted it.

Oh, it was not completely deleted. There is still an emoticon left in the chat history. It is Huangdou grinning with arrogant teeth and wearing a pair of sunglasses. It looks very much like the flower that Caesar always left on the collar of his white shirt. sunglasses.

Nono looked at the screen in silence for a moment, grabbed the wine glass on the side, drank all the whiskey in it, and closed the laptop screen with a snap.

Then she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. She looked down and saw a note posted on the closed laptop lid:

"Handle it with care, don't break it, I'll need it again when I get back.

ps: There is pudding in the refrigerator that I asked the hotel to make for you. It is on the top shelf of the fresh-keeping layer. It is paired with a small glass of honey water to relieve hangover. I guess you are blowing wine into the bottle again. "

Nuonuo made a "tsk" sound, tore off the note, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. After getting up from the chair, she immediately put the unpleasantness of being plotted by her boyfriend behind her and stepped on He walked happily towards the refrigerator with small steps.

Just as Caesar guessed, she had wanted to eat pudding for a long time.