When Jenkins showed up at the dinner table the next morning, the girls were up earlier than he was.
Seeing him holding a stack of papers in his left hand when he came down the stairs, Alexia asked what it was.
"The letter I took out from my home mailbox seems to be that Mr. Nellie from the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe wanted to discuss with me about the troupe's dividends. If he didn't say it, I would have forgotten it. He promised to help create that opera to save the troupe from bankruptcy. The compensation is based on shares in the troupe."
he explained, and put the cat and the letter on the dining table.
After taking the letter from the mailbox, I don't worry that my father will find out, he already asked Hathaway to help her cover up some possible loopholes yesterday.
"Oh, by the way, Dolores, this is yours, I forgot to return it to you."
He patted his forehead, then took out the ice archer's chess piece from his pocket and returned it to Dolores. The latter nodded and accepted. She got up very early, so she looked very sleepy now, as if she hadn't woken up.
"Jenkins, do you have time for the weekend?"
Alexia asked from the side.
Jenkins thought for a while, "Nothing," he replied, thinking Alexia wanted to ask him out on a date.
"Do you mind giving a speech? It doesn't matter what you say, the main thing is that you want to appear in front of the public."
"Um?"
He looked at the short lady in puzzlement.
"It's not easy for you to come to Loen once, and the church has agreed to let you appear publicly. I think it's a pity to do nothing?"
Alexia probably had her own plan. Jenkins heard that she could talk about anything, and without the pressure in her heart, she naturally agreed.
After breakfast, Dolores was going to have a class with her literature teacher, Mrs. Sarris, in the study. Alexia went to the city to buy something on the black market, and Jenkins returned to Nolan again.
Of course, this time the cat also followed him, in the form of a spiritual magnet projection.
At Mr. Hood's get-together last week, everyone offered to get people together to do something. Although Jenkins felt that this was a bit of a coincidence, he was also willing to join it.
Among them, Mr. Hood’s raid on the strange tobacco manufacturing factory was too reckless to be considered; Miss Magic’s attack on the Pirate King has to wait for a special issue of the sweater magazine; "Decision; Miss Silver Flute's adventure in the treacherous land, Jenkins has advised her to sell the information of the treacherous land to the church.
So now he, Mr. Candle, wants to tell Hathaway that he can participate in [a story within a story], and not tell her as Jenkins.
"Maybe I should take a chance and tell her I am Mr. Candle."
As I walked down the street, I kept thinking about it. As a result, when turning the corner of the street, I bumped into a skinny man, who apologized in a low voice and walked away quickly. Jenkins frowned and touched his wallet. After confirming that it was still there, he turned around and glanced at the man's back in doubt, but didn't pay attention to it.
"Meow~"
The cat on the shoulder sniffed and sniffed, then pawed Jenkins' face, but Jenkins didn't understand the cue.
All the way to the bar, and from the bar into the black market. It's just that he didn't buy anything, but walked straight along the sewer pipe until he completely left the black market area.
Nolan's underground pipelines are intricate, and even the municipal department cannot find a complete drawing of the underground pipelines due to historical issues and connections to underground mines. Many vagrants or strange organizations will make their homes in remote pipelines, especially in the cold winter.
Muttering words in his mouth, following Hathaway's prompt in the party, he quickly walked into a section of pipeline that had never been through before. The end of this section of pipeline was blocked by rusty barbed wire, and the faint blue light of the miner's lamp in Jenkins' hand could not illuminate the darkness at the end.
There was a small blackboard hanging on one side of the pipe wall. When Jenkins endured his nausea and walked over the stagnant water, he saw that a small bird, a funny cat head and a pentagram had been drawn on the blackboard with chalk. star.
The little bird means that this blackboard was placed by Hathaway, that is, Miss Bailing, and the other two patterns mean that Mr. White Cat and Miss Magic have already been here and can participate in Hathaway's actions. So Jenkins also took out the ceremony chalk from his pocket, and drew a candle with a few strokes.
He frowned and looked at it, feeling that his drawing was much simpler than the other two, so he added a ball of moving fire at the position of the candle wick, and drew five lines facing up, middle and down beside the flame, Indicates that the candle is burning and glowing.
"That's fine."
He was very satisfied with his painting, and after appreciating it for a while, he wanted to leave here, after all, the taste was really strong.
As soon as he turned his head, he felt something was wrong. In the blink of an eye, he saw someone sticking to the side of the corner. It was a level 2 gifter. It seemed that he wanted to launch a surprise attack when Jenkins turned his head back.
"Why is your luck so bad?"
While thinking, he took off his gloves and tapped on the sticky pipe wall, and white frost immediately spread on the damp place.
He pretended not to see anything and walked back. Because he didn't deliberately suppress his footsteps, the sound of his boots trampling on puddles was very clear. Every step he takes, patches of hoarfrost will appear on the soles of his feet. If the lights are bright now, anyone can see that the white hoarfrost has covered almost everything behind Jenkins.
Under the action of [Ice Condensation], the already damp underground pipes can easily cool down and freeze. His plan was to pretend to walk back, but actually let Han Yi rush to the side of the ambusher first, and freeze him in place at the moment the ambusher launched an attack, which would also facilitate the interrogation.
But the development of things was unexpected. Jenkins only walked two-thirds of the way, and when he was more than ten feet away from the corner, he suddenly heard a loud "ha" from farther away from the pipeline, followed by a dazzling White light bursts from around the corner.
While subconsciously closing his eyes, he heard the sound of a heavy body being knocked into the air and hit the wall. Opening his eyes again, the strange ambusher had fallen onto the ice unconsciously, and Mr. Hood came out from the other side with a pistol.
"Oh, so he's ambushing you, Mr. Candle."
Mr. Hood looked at the cat and said in surprise, seeing Jenkins looking at his gun, he pulled the trigger again, and the dazzling white light once again filled the narrow space.
"Interesting, isn't it? I bought this when I was a guest at a friend's house the night before, and it glows when I pull the trigger. It seems to be a numbered item, but I haven't found any information."