Naren was puzzled: "Hiding? He is hiding from you?"
Sells: "He always disappears suddenly and loses track. Next time, he will appear from an unknown corner."
"Oh, he's just avoiding you."
Sells leaned back in his chair and fell into a long silence.
Nalen said calmly: "Why do you have to find him? Thousands of years have passed since the age when you have to have a sexual relationship is responsible for it. Sells, your attitude...is very strange."
Sells moved his lips.
Nalen didn't give him room to speak, and continued: "I don't believe the statements in the report. Don't fool me with reasons such as falling asleep."
Sells said: "The most outrageous is often the closest to the truth."
Naren rolled his eyes secretly, marveling at someone's ability to open their eyes and tell lies.
Sells: "What?"
"It feels like that's what you said." Naren opened his mouth, "Do you know what the most outrageous version I've heard is?"
Sells showed a curious look cooperatively.
Nalen hooked his lips and smiled: "What happened that night was actually just one of your...dreams."
illusion.
Sells: "…"
Nalen: "After all, you were drunk and unconscious, and you woke up the next day and saw no one. To be honest, as an outsider, I think this guess is very reasonable... Are you really sure that there was someone around you that night?"
Sells looked silently at those gray-green eyes that seemed to be glowing, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Naren nodded seriously: "Drinking can confuse reality and dreams."
Sells: "I can't scratch finger marks on my back."
Nalen blinked and didn't understand for a moment: "What?"
Responding belatedly, Naren immediately stopped speaking. He rolled his eyes and looked down, sneaking a glance at his hands.
Manicured nails are round and clean, without any dirt in the crevices.
He looked at the man sitting in front of him again—Sales' expression was extremely flat, as if he wasn't the one who suddenly revealed the private details just now.
Naren's tone became extremely serious.
"Don't suddenly talk about... personal topics."
Sells disagreed: "I just want to tell you that this is not a dream, it is real."
Naren: "Then just tell me."
Don't bring up such details out of the blue!
"I thought you would be interested." The temperature in the box was not too hot, Sells suddenly unbuttoned his suit, and said, "Every time you mention this, you will be very excited."
Nalen said casually: "The hottest topic of the year, it is human nature to be curious."
Sells smiled and did not refute this sentence.
"It's not good for us."
In the hall, two of Sells' loyal subordinates were holding a drink menu and having a discreet exchange together.
"I can't see it at all, I have to get closer!" Di Ya waved her hand, signaling her companion to come on.
Andrew was as immobile as a mountain.
After seeing Prince Sharvie step into the coffee shop, they also got out of the car and entered the cafe one after another. Just in time, they saw Naren entered a box and stopped for a moment while standing at the door, as if communicating with the people inside.
There are people inside.
As for who? The two looked at each other, seeing horror in each other's eyes.
After finally finishing their work and rushing back to the imperial capital, their boss, Marshal Sells, left everyone in a hurry and left alone. The next day, they came to the door because of the nature of their work, but they were told—
Sells is going out on a date.
"What do we do if it's Sells in there?"
Dia's worried expression was very deep.
Andrea glanced at him: "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
Dia looked at the box where Nalen entered: "He has been in for more than ten minutes."
Andre thought for a while, and whispered in his ear for a while.
Di Ya's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'll go right away!"
Andre nodded solemnly, and watched his little friend go away. Then he took out the terminal beside him and implemented his plan together.
A few minutes later, he saw his usual bohemian colleague float back to his seat in a daze.
"I heard it." Di Ya said sadly: "The voice from the partition is very familiar! They are indeed together."
Andrea was also silent: "..."
Let Diya approach the partition of the box first, and then let him send a communication request. Under normal circumstances, Sells will not switch to silent mode for no reason, and this noise is enough to prove whether he is the one that Naryn went to meet. people.
The result is in front of you.
Their superiors seem to have developed an undisclosed affair with their rivals. At this moment, behind all of them, he is secretly meeting with him in a cafe in an unknown street.
Andre's rationality is still online: "The Marshal didn't deliberately cover up his whereabouts, otherwise we wouldn't have followed easily. As for Prince Xavier... It doesn't rule out the possibility that he is just like us, just by chance."
Di Ya said quietly: "Then go in and have a 'chance encounter' with Sells, and see if he will have a friendly exchange with you for ten minutes."
Andre immediately gave in.
"It's really tricky."
"What's the trick?"
A moderate voice forcefully inserted into the conversation between the two.
Di Ya raised her head and found that the top of her head was covered with a shadow.
A tall strange man was standing behind the two of them, sizing them up with naked eyes.