Chapter 612 Two-Sided Life

The night enveloped the earth, and it was pitch black outside the window.

There is no moon, only street lamps emitting dim light, illuminating the surroundings in orange.

Two beautiful wandering warblers who were forced to make a living raised Wensley from the ground. The man in front of him was unconscious on the side of the road. They were thinking in their hearts how much money they could take out of each other's pockets.

"If this guy has money, let's finish this job and don't come out recently. The world is becoming more and more dangerous, and horrible rumors are spreading everywhere."

"Hey, don't get your hopes up too much. This street has been abandoned for a long time. Many homeless poor people like to come here for a night."

"But he's decently dressed."

"So do a lot of poor middle-class people."

Ty...and...

The writing on the plaque is illegible.

Not far away, there is a two-story wooden house with an obvious oriental style, covered with dust and cobwebs, but guests come in and out from time to time, they don't say a word, expressionless, like puppets.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the two wandering warblers immediately turned pale, and they set up the "fat sheep" and ran away.

Bumps, stumbles.

Wensley was hazy, he opened his sleepy eyes and muttered like a drunk.

The two women walked back and forth on the street for more than ten minutes. In the middle of the night, there were few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, a few carriages passed by, but they were in a hurry and did not dare to slow down.

"who are you?"

When he walked outside a small hotel, Wensley woke up. He felt that he was in a bad situation, his head was light and his eyes were very dry, but his brain was still able to think.

"Sir, didn't you invite us here?" A wandering bird reacted quickly, reached into Wensley's shirt, touched his belly, and then slid all the way down, smiling: "Do you want to come by the roadside? It sounds exciting, but it will cost more."

"Okay." Wensli grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "You guys go, I'll give you the money."

God, what did I do when I was out of my mind?

In fact, Wensley didn't doubt Liu Ying's statement, because he thought of eating braised pork in Taihe Building just now. You know, that place has been abandoned for many years, and the owner has long since died of illness.

A few minutes later, the two warblers looked at the man staggering away with inexplicable eyes.

"This guy can't be there."

"Never mind him, I've given you all the money anyway."

Another Liuying looked scared, "To be honest, with such a big man, I was afraid that the two of us would suffer."

Da da da.

The high heels collided with the floor, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and the two women left together.

Chiswell Street.

The streets at night are extremely cold, and in other neighborhoods, people can occasionally be seen, but this area is an exception. The residents have already moved away, and the police officers in the area dare not go out, even if the church issued a three-piece set of exorcism——

Holy water, silver-plated dagger, cross pendant.

Of course, Lu Li also has these things. In the past, they would also cause a certain degree of damage to werewolves, but now it is different from the past. For example, the fight may be inappropriate, but it basically means this:

How could a werewolf blessed by God be classified as a dark creature that could release holy light at any time?

Even if the pope saw it, he would not have such disrespectful thoughts, he would only think that he was a saint who conveyed the will of God.

In addition, after leaving the Sword of Sadu to Duke, Lu Li didn't have any weapons at hand, so he simply asked Mr. Vincent for a set of police equipment, and the other party was very enthusiastic, and the effect was comparable to that of a fire stick. All the pistols were fired.

Just like that, Lu Li left his revolver and drove his carriage around the streets. Every house facing the street was deserted, except for the bloody smell from last night, which still lingered in his nostrils.

"Corner cafe...corner...corner..."

Lu Li whispered, driving the carriage from east to west, counting the house numbers.

Number 1 is a private clinic.

Number 2 is a construction company.

No. 3 turned out to be a colleague, a detective agency.

Lu Li stopped in front of No. 48. There was an elegantly decorated coffee house. It wasn't that big, but it was stylish.

Large glass windows, polished floors, and wall paintings of paint and gravel.

In the City of Finance, men believe that the most comfortable cafe is connected to a cigar shop, and a cigar is drawn on the signboard of this cafe.

"Hello."

A sweet voice rang in my ears.

Lu Li, who was looking at the paintings on the wall, looked up and saw a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes, about seventeen or eighteen years old, not mature enough, but still carrying the childishness of a girl.

"What are you going to eat? We provide all kinds of coffee, as long as it is available in the market, we will definitely make it. We also provide food and desserts."

"A cup of hot coffee, two cubes of sugar." Lu Li didn't rush to do anything, he casually hung his deerstalker hat on the hook on the counter.

At this moment, he is a guest who comes to enjoy dinner, "Please help me with some hot food. I eat a lot, and four dishes are best."

"Okay, there are newspapers in this store, you can read them over there."

The girl smiled, replied in a sweet voice, and then bounced into the back kitchen.

She was probably happy. After opening until now, a customer finally came to the door.

The heater was on full blast.

Lu Li took off his coat, put it on his arm, and found a place to sit down. It was a mahogany box, which was not big enough to seat four people. In front of him was a newspaper from New York.

"Oh? The date is only twenty-one days behind."

A newspaper was sent across three thousand miles of ocean and two hundred and thirty miles of land.

Frankly speaking, I can't find a second store that provides this kind of service in all the cafes in the whole city.

In addition, there is a box of cigars on the table in the private room, and the sign next to it reads:

Three shillings each.

Obviously, this is a cafe run by a beautiful girl. The service is warm and thoughtful. It may be the customer's problem, but I am the only one.

Logically speaking, a coffee shop should look like this: no matter the box or the hall, it is full of customers, the sound of knocking knives and forks, and soothing and soft music can be heard everywhere.

Just as I was thinking, music sounded in my ears.

It's a pity that Lu Li didn't have much research on piano music, he just thought it sounded good, if the girl with a mysterious background wanted to express something with it, it probably came to nothing, it was purely winking for the blind.

After a while, two salmon with shiny scales appeared in front of them, like silver clowns.

Then, pan-fried flounder, fried eel, and lobster with melted butter appeared in turn.

Finally came the coffee.

Since Lu Li didn't specify a drink, the gentleman brought a cup of traditional English coffee, and added two cubes of sugar to it in front of the guests.

"Long time no see, Wensley."