Chapter 798 Rest at the Station and Night of Quiet Change (Part 2)

Seine-Saint-Denis.

There would never be any normal woman traveling alone in the dark early morning. The girl in a red cartoon jacket looked around at the street intersection, dragged her legs that were so tired that she almost lost consciousness, and rushed in with all her strength. A small hotel.

Then he lay exhausted at the front desk. Under the surprised gaze of a black girl on duty, he photographed his passport and credit card in front of her. He raised his head and spoke in stumbling French with uneven breathing:

"Excuse me, I want to... check into the hotel..."

It was hard to believe that a foreign girl would rush in and stay in the hotel at this time. She quickly completed the check-in procedures and handed the room card and other documents to the other party. She knew where this place was and still couldn't help it. Opening:

"Are you in danger? Do you need me to call the police for you?"

"Huh? No...no...thank you..."

While seemingly uneasy, she found that the other person's already fluent French was even more stuck. The black girl finally watched her take the room card and run up the stairs quickly with her schoolbag in her arms.

He quickly found his room number. Tang Bing, who was as suspicious as a frightened bird, glanced left and right and saw that no one was following him to kidnap, rob or have sex with him. Then he entered the room with a 'swish' and locked the door.

Then he looked at the bed, sofa, TV table, a small coffee table and the hotel room with a single bathroom in front of him, and recalled that he had spent one night tonight from Swindon to Bath and then to Paris, during which time he had escaped into the night wilderness, lying on his stomach. The incredible journey of praying desperately on the roof of the train while catching the flight,

This time, his legs completely lost their strength. Tang Bing's eyes were straight and he slipped against the door and collapsed on the ground.

After a while, she got up hard, climbed to the bed and opened the window. Then the next second, a young figure wearing a dark windbreaker rolled in from above like a monster thief.

"Ahh! I was scared to death! Senior! You told me not to let me act alone!"

But the moment she saw him coming in, Tang Bing rushed towards him with tears in her eyes, strangled his neck and shouted angrily:

"I just realized that this is the legendary and terrifying Senna-Saint-Denis! You let me walk here alone in the dark at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, are you the devil! What if I am targeted by a bad guy!! !”

After being surprised and afraid that they had encountered a robber, Tang Bing paid a little attention to the nearby street signs. Only then did Tang Bing realize that they were now in a place filled with large numbers of North African blacks and Arab immigrants, drug trade, and violence.

The already notorious Saint-Denis is about to be demonized!

"After all, both of our identities are hidden in the real world. We also said that we will be close to you. What do you have to be afraid of when there are participants acting as bodyguards for you..."

What's more, it's such an amazing participant like me...

As soon as she entered the house, she was choked to death. Feeling that that bastard brother was as strong as her in tickling, Fangran was very upright and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Then he asked his useless schoolmate, who always showed some special talents from time to time, to let himself feel that she was quite good in reality, and asked somewhat unexpectedly:

"But then again, Hulu, you actually speak French?"

Once again, he realized with sadness and anger that his 'strength value' was opposite to Fang Ran's, who perfectly explained what it means to shake a tree like a cricket. When he heard this question, Tang Bing glanced at him,

Then he turned his head, his eyes were gray, his voice was full of bitterness and exhaustion, and he covered his flat chest.

"The two things I regret most in my life are that the first was getting into your senior's death van last night, and the second was choosing French as a second foreign language."

Hey, the Death Van is too much...

Then, at the moment when Fangran was looking at her speechlessly and thinking, Ophia's white figure also stepped in from the window. After her heels landed softly, she looked at the small room and slowly said:

"Sorry, for reasons of time, inconspicuousness, and convenience for hiding,

Let's rest here for the time being. After we go out tomorrow and at least change into inconspicuous clothes, I will take you to a place with better security and conditions. "

"No...it's okay, ah, by the way, I'll return the card to you."

Seeing that Ao Feiya not only heard what he just said but also explained it in this way, Tang Bing felt flattered and spoke in a low voice, and then quickly took out the credit card and returned it to her, while Fang Ran, who watched this scene from the side, was silent.

"Um...Hulu, is there a big gap in your attitudes towards people..."

"Nonsense, after all, you are not the senior, you are paying..."

Fangran: "..."

Hulu, can you be more real...

ヾ(╬°Д°)ツ┬─┬Also, I obviously reimbursed you for your air ticket just now, okay (even though it’s not my money)!

Instead of letting down her guard like the two of them, Osphia glanced at the entire room after entering the room. Although it was already the best hotel nearby, it was still a place like Province 93 after all.

A simple room without any bright decoration is more like a... simple inn to her than a hotel.

Looking at the white cheap quilt cover and sheets on the bed, Osphia still frowned slightly with a bit of embarrassment in her blue eyes.

So she stretched out her hand, and the wind elves and water elves stirred up a stream of moist air. The sheets and quilts suddenly fluffed up, as if they were reborn, with a refreshing smell in the forest.

Then she took steps in the room and slowly spoke to various places:

"Don't move for now, wait for me to confirm this room."

The moment she finished speaking, the lightning elves gathered around her, and all the places she passed were covered in light as if they were being scanned, checking whether there were any hidden cameras in the room that might reveal their whereabouts.

"Wow...what a convenient super power..."

Tang Bing, who was stunned, murmured in surprise and envy. Fang Ran next to him curled his lips and rolled his eyes because he was treated differently just now.

"Tch...if my ability were still more convenient than this..."

Then he saw Tang Bing looking at him seriously.

"Senior, please don't embarrass Jill..."

Fang felt that he had been greatly wronged at this second.

snort--! ! !

Fangran deliberately made an angry groan in his heart. For some reason, Fangran suddenly had a very strong urge to use the [Chuang Pai] emoji package to scratch Tang Bing's face with money.

But she repeatedly told herself that it was wrong to destroy the economy in this way and that adults do not remember the faults of villains. With the psychological advantage established by herself, she looked at Osphia who was checking the bathroom. Fangran suddenly noticed that Tang Bing was holding her schoolbag again. , asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, gourd, you are always holding this schoolbag. What is in it?"

"Huh? Oh...this..."

When Fang Ran asked about this, Tang Bing also lowered his head, opened the zipper and answered casually:

"It's books and notes for class, wallets, mobile phones, keys that are afraid of being stolen, and some daily necessities that girls will bring,"

As if to show Fangran, she casually reached into the outermost mezzanine. While saying this,

"For example, this often-used small mirror..."

Then he took out the anti-wolf stun gun.

Tang Bing: Um...

Fangran: "..."

In this second, it seemed that silence was louder than sound.

"Gourd - Lu -, I suddenly remembered that this is the schoolbag you have been carrying since I invited you to dinner last night, right? What happened to the anti-wolf stun gun? ...?"

Fang Ran suddenly approached Tang Bing with an expressionless expression, and his voice was hollow, causing Tang Bing to hold the stun gun in both hands and shyly block his face. His eyes were filled with guilt and panic as he shrank back, while a faint blush flashed across his cheeks. , the words faltered and became quieter and quieter.

"I...I...amn't I afraid that someone will kill you, senior..."

Don't be shy and say such shameless things while holding anti-wolf weapons!

Even he felt that his reason was too weak. To show his innocence, Tang Bing quickly stuffed the stun gun back.

He opened another frequently used pocket and took out a handful of tissue paper and lipstick pendant while trying to explain to Fangran...

"Wait! Wait! Senior, this is an accident. You see, these are the ones I always bring..."

Then I saw a box of Jesse Bond mixed in.

The most terrible thing is that on the side facing him, Tang Bing also saw a note saying 'Have fun'...

(╬╯///Д///)╯┻━┻Yeah! West! Silk! too! too! ah! ! ! ! !

"Uh... I'm sorry, Gourd... No, junior sister, I seem to have misunderstood you just now. The stun gun should probably be carried..."

"No!! Senior, please listen to my explanation! And bah, you are just a junior... Uh, no! Anyway, please listen to my explanation!"

The moment he heard Fang Ran's tone suddenly becoming extremely complicated, Tang Bing blushed and grabbed his collar, shook it wildly and shouted, then saw him look away and grinned,

With a perfunctory expression on his face, "Yeah, I understand, I understand, after all, Hulu, you shouted this before when you felt like you were going to die."

Completely unable to accept the fact that he had a dark history in front of Fangran, Tang Bing shouted with shame and anger on his face, and unzipped the main pocket of his schoolbag...

"That's not my thing! I brought very normal things! If you don't believe me, senior, look at my recent class notes! My notes for each class are very neatly written!"

This time she took out 'everything' in her schoolbag.

A cat is sleeping soundly.

"ah?"

At the moment when his eyes were frozen, Tang Bing looked at a group of mysterious creatures with big triangular ears and cat tails in front of him, and there was only one thought in his mind.

Hey, where are the various notes I’ve been taking for more than a month?

Fang Ran, on the other hand, stared speechlessly at this seemingly cute and harmless thing, but in fact it was the culprit tonight.'

It turns out you are hiding like this...

"What are you arguing about?"

After finishing the room inspection, Ophia, who heard the two people here, walked out of the bathroom and looked at the speechless Fang Ran and the frozen Tang Bing with a slight frown.

"Σ(°??°) la meow!"

Then at the moment Osphia appeared, F-233 let out a wake-up cry, and the small figure disappeared into the nearby darkness, leaving only the discovery that all his notes had disappeared, and he suspected that his life had turned to stone. Tang Bing.

Give up, Hulu, now that this guy appears in your schoolbag,

That basically means that your notes have returned to the void...

Fang Ran, who had become accustomed to this scene, turned to look at the elegantly dressed figure in front of him. Even if he had some traces of battle experience, he still seemed out of place in this cheap hotel room.

"Did you find anything?"

Noticing Ophia's immediate action just now, Fangran suddenly thought that for someone like her who was an official European participant and a socialite from a former noble family,

This must be the first time I have lived in a place that is considered to be a civilian class.

"The walls are very thin and there is very little privacy."

Listening to Osphia's answer with a voice as clear as cold spring water, Fangran also looked around the room, and then suddenly a question came to his mind:

"Speaking of...how are we going to sleep tonight in the same room..."

Looking at the room, there was only one big bed. Fangran, who had previously thought that he could finally go to bed and have a good sleep tonight, suddenly realized with a complex expression,

Wait, is it possible that I have to sleep on the sofa tonight...

Then after asking this question, he saw Ophia glance at him, turn around and speak coldly and indifferently:

"There is no time to complain about this kind of thing. You might as well think about the current situation and what to do next."

Osphia, isn’t there a big gap in your attitudes towards people? ?

This is basically the same question, but the opposite answer to Tang Bing,

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Then,

snort--! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

...

...

It was dark at night, and after most of the street lights were turned off, there was a thick darkness without even a trace of light.

Feeling that the night was about to enter the darkest hour before dawn, three figures were already lying down in the hotel room in Seine-Saint-Denis.

Just leaning against the window and separated from the bed by another tired and overdrawn figure who had long since fallen asleep, looking at the young figure lying on the sofa over there, thinking about the cold despair of feeling death for the first time in his life a few hours ago,

The image of him standing in the strong wind with his eyes wide open and his teeth clenched, stretching out his hands desperately and shouting his name, lingers in his mind.

Coupled with the thick and complicated thoughts that settled in the plane, Osphia bit her lip and couldn't sleep without knowing it.

And lying on the sofa without even taking off his windbreaker, Fangran felt tiredness pouring out of his body bit by bit, making him never want to move again. Only the burning in his mind had not yet subsided.

Thinking about the battle with Ignat at the beginning of the night, the twists and turns of encountering Ophia's companions, and the beautiful aunt who kindly helped me,

Thinking about the questions he pondered while sitting at the back of the train in the wind, and the answers he found the moment his body involuntarily started moving tonight.

With such a powerful force as the participants, what exactly should we do and who should we become?

Perhaps it is true that we can only think clearly when we have no strength.

The reason why you decided to stay in London after spotting the child in the firelight in front of the car last night,

‘Is it true that nothing has changed just because you don’t want to stay where you are? ’

Questioning himself, there was nothing to hide anymore. After thinking about it again and again since last night, Fangran finally discovered another reason hidden in his heart.

Even if it has nothing to do with myself, I still want to do something out of the sense of justice I once had...

Such a boring reason.

No, maybe he already knew it, but he just never admitted it.

But no matter how much he denies it, no matter how much he refuses to admit it, he will always be like that child,

He couldn't lie to him.

As he closed his eyes, a deep sense of sleepiness came over him. He just hoped that he would not have the same dream as those ten minutes on the plane. Fangran unconsciously thought of himself who had gone out of his way to deal with the robber just now and shouted frantically. That rickety figure, and many, many unrelated but inexplicably identical fragments...

At the end of my mind when my thoughts were cut off, I suddenly vaguely remembered the ‘name’ written by that child in the first entry of the diary.

He almost forgot...

Then after sleep swept over me, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. I just felt like I was in someone's arms and felt extremely safe, as if I was immersed in something gentle and wrapped around me.

Fangran vaguely saw the figure in the black dress above. Her voluptuous and pale face was quietly enchanting in the dim light leaking from the curtains, and her violet haloed eyes were loving and gentle.

Forgetting how many times this was the first time he lay on her lap like this, he heard the witch's voice sounding softly.

"It doesn't matter what you choose, whatever you want to do,"

"Whether it's right or wrong, whether it's good or bad,"

Still a doting whisper full of endless tolerance, Fangran felt her somewhat cold fingers caressing the broken hair on his forehead, and softly spoke words that were as charming as the witch described in the story.

"No matter what your wish is, I will always be by your side."

Then this night,

The witch is still humming songs to coax her doll to sleep...

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