Chapter 360
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In the vast universe, Earth was just a very small celestial body, insignificant, but humans had lived here for thousands of years.
Especially in the past few hundred years, science and technology had advanced by leaps and bounds, and humans had stepped into space.
However, on Earth, there were always some hidden corners that were unknown to the public.
Even the Abnormal Creatures Administration couldn't locate them.
In a coffee shop without a signboard.
A woman in a black dress and black high heels walked in from outside.
The masked waiter bowed to greet her.
The woman opened her handbag, took out a card, and handed it to him.
The waiter carefully took it, looked at the name on it, and became even more respectful.
"Miss Alison, please come this way."
While following behind the waiter, he looked left and right.
Although the entrance of this coffee shop was in the downtown area, it was very empty inside. There were no customers.
She guessed that there was some kind of spatial anomaly here. Without this special invitation, she probably couldn't enter.
She followed the waiter to the innermost private room.
The lights in the private room were very dim, and there was a large round table in the middle of the room.
Six chairs were placed around the table.
Because the round table was very large, the distance between each chair was also very long.
There was a person sitting in the main seat facing the door.
Under the light at the top of the round table, Alison looked at him without a trace.
He was a man, probably Asian. His skin was sallow, and he seemed to be a little malnourished. His hair was very long, and his bangs covered the right half of his face, making people uncomfortable.
The waiter brought her in and left.
The person across the table said, "Welcome, Miss Alison."
His voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been smoked.
And although his tone was gentle, Alison could feel a chill coming from his body.
"Who are you?" Alison asked.
She got the invitation when she was studying in the library.
On it was her name, the address of the coffee shop, and the time.
To be able to directly put the invitation in the library and predict when she would read the book, this in itself made her very curious about the person who invited her.
"You can call me 'Painter.'" The man laughed again and pointed to the seat next to him. "Don't be an outsider, Miss Alison. Please sit, there are still people not here."
Painter, this should be a codename, just like the Black Queen.
After looking at him for a while, he walked to the round table, but he didn't sit in the seat he pointed at. Instead, he chose to sit in the chair across from him.
She didn't ask why the other party had invited her, because he had already said that there were still people who hadn't arrived. When everyone was here, he would naturally tell her.
After she sat down, the waiter served her a cup of coffee, but she did not drink it. Instead, she chose to close her eyes and rest.
Soon, footsteps could be heard again.
She opened her eyes and saw that the waiter had brought another person in.
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