Chapter: 375

He narrowed his small eyes with a relaxed expression.

Lumian raised his hand and pinched his nose, and said with a sneer, "What are you dreaming about?"

Charlie shivered, shook his right hand, and said with a smile, "That was the most realistic dream I ever had. The girl in the dream was much more beautiful than those on City Wall Street, and she was so gentle and enthusiastic. wake up."

"Obviously, you can't last that long, it's kindness to you to wake up." Lumian joked.

"I also plan to go to the nearby Nightingale Street after I get my salary and when I don't have to work on Sundays. There are several dance halls there, and I can find some cheap kittens. My colleagues told me that there, I only need 52 Copes to give myself a 'job award'. (Note 1)" But now, I have no interest in going. "

Speaking of this, he was suddenly excited, and said to Lumian with a suppressed voice, "Did you know that there is a wealthy guest in the hotel who treats me very well, and asks me to deliver meals and asks me to help tidy up the room."

"Male?" Lumian asked deliberately.

Charlie shook his head quickly: "No, it's a lady. I suspect that she has taken a fancy to me. I am hesitating. If she really makes such a request, should I give up my principles? You know, this kind of thing is very common in Trier. I can get the first pot of gold from her, and soon I can own my own hotel."

"I thought you wouldn't hesitate." Although we have only known each other for more than two days, Lumian believes that Charlie is a person with a very flexible moral bottom line.

"She's in her fifties."

Lumian let out a long "oh", expressing his inner words with his expression.

He bid farewell to Charlie, went back to his room and changed into jackets, trousers and other clothes that were more suitable for the street style. He went to the street outside to buy a shallot pancake for 6 Copes and half a liter of cider for 1 Rick. He sat on the corner of the street and ate breakfast slowly. The shadows of the houses on both sides covered his body. While savoring the scent of scallions and the sweetness of flour, he watched the peddlers, women buying vegetables, laborers coming and going, children picking up garbage on the ground, and the barricades in the alley not far away.

It wasn't until 9 o'clock in the morning that Lumian stood up, patted his clothes, walked back to the "Golden Rooster Hotel", went up to the third floor, and knocked on the door of Room 5.

Intelligence dealer Anthony Reid lives here.

After Dongdongdong's voice, a calm male voice came out with an accent from the west coast of Jianhai: "Please come in."

Lumian twisted the handle, pushed the door open, and first smelled a slightly pungent, minty smell, which seemed to be used to repel insects.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a man in his forties sitting beside the bed.

The man was wearing an army green jacket, trousers of the same color, and lace-up leather boots. His hair was shaved very short, leaving only a thin layer.

He doesn't have the sharp and capable temperament of a veteran. His blond hairline recedes a lot more than normal, his forehead looks wide, his face is already fat, his beard is cleanly shaved, his skin is slightly oily, and the pores of his nose are stuffed with some small black things, which makes him look a bit simple and honest.

Anthony. Reid turned his head sideways and looked at Lumian, his dark brown eyes reflected the figure of the other party.

For some reason, Lumian suddenly felt strangely uneasy.

Note 1: Kitten has a pun in French slang, referring to prostitutes or female reproductive organs.

Anthony Reid looked at Lumian and said calmly, "What's the matter with you?"

Anthony with fat cheeks. Reid showed a clear expression, and pointed to the chair placed in the center of the room: "I want to find two people."

"Name, appearance, characteristics." Anthony. Reid glanced at Lumian's left waist.

"One is Guillaume Bennet, who used to be the priest of the Church of the 'Eternal Blazing Sun', and the other is Puares de Roquefort. She came to Trier together with her husband Beost, housekeeper Louis Lund, and maid Cassie more than a month ago.

"I don't have any photos of them, so I can only tell you, Guillaume. Bene has short black hair, blue eyes, a serious person, strong desire, the biggest feature is a hooked nose, Puares has long, brown hair, a pair of bright brown eyes, pale and sparse eyebrows, clean but attractive..."

After listening quietly, Anthony Reed stood up, walked to the wooden table by the window, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of white paper and a sharpened pencil.

He started sketching and finished two portraits in a short time.

"See if it looks like it." Anthony Reed handed the two sketches to Lumian.