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Chapter 1281

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Peter Chan had been standing in front of the Song Dynasty hotel, worried.

Originally, there should have been someone with a higher position to replace him. In other words, even the president of the Song Dynasty branch in Fog City would have been happy to do this bellboy job.

However, Peter Chan was lucky enough to be the first one to receive a guest at the airport.

But at this time, Peter Chen definitely did not think that this job was a beautiful job — more than an hour ago, several terrorist attacks had occurred in several places in the British Isles at the same time, especially the scene at the football stadium. The injuries reported on the television could be said to be shocking.

Although Fog City was still safe at the moment, Peter Chan really didn't know how angry Miss Ying, who could fire the president of the branch, would be if something happened.

Her attitude should be tougher. Even if she didn't prepare a car, she should at least send two people to follow her. Peter Chan muttered outside the hotel, burning with anxiety.

Fortunately, in such a torturous wait, Luoqiu and the servant girl slowly walked in from outside. Looking at the relaxed expressions on their faces, Peter Chan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Master Qiu, I want to swear to the great Shiva that next time, I won't let you go out alone!" Peter Chan walked up quickly.

He was still wearing the clothes he wore when he picked Luoqiu up at the airport. In fact, during the two days when Luoqiu stayed here, Peter Chan didn't intend to let himself get off work. Anyway, there were many rooms in the hotel, so it was not a problem to wash up, eat, and sleep here.

"Mr. Chen, are you worried about the attack?" Luoqiu smiled, "Don't worry, we're fine. It's quite safe here."

"That's right." But Peter Chen said, "But those attackers are not humane. Today is Edinburgh. Who knows, they might suddenly appear in Fog City later in the night! Master Qiu, it's safer for you and your partner to stay in the hotel. If you feel bored, we have a lot of entertainment facilities here. I'm sure you won't feel bored! "

Anyway, he had more than half a day, so there was a lot of time for him to walk around … Luoqiu also wanted to see if something would happen while he was hiding in this hotel. He planned to stay for another day and then leave for the university the day after tomorrow.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen," Luoqiu replied casually.

"I'll accompany you two back to your room." Peter Chan seemed to be worried … Perhaps he would only relax when he saw the two of them return to their room.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the lobby of the hotel.

A group of security personnel rushed out in a hurry — they were chasing a guy in a black coat. The guy in the black coat was extremely agile. He jumped up and down in the lobby, making the security personnel chasing after him look like they were in a sorry state.

Even many customers who were checking in were caught in the crossfire.

"What happened? What happened?! "

Chen Bide angrily grabbed a security guard and questioned him. The security in the Song Dynasty had always been very good. Such a thing would not happen even once in a few years. If the VIP was harassed, and the VIP casually told Miss Ying that the security here was not good … the shop in Fog City would probably be shaken up!

The security guard obviously recognized Chen Bide and quickly said, "Mr. Chen, a guy ran into the kitchen from somewhere and is stealing food. He's not our guest. We wanted to drive him away, but this guy is too agile … You saw it. "

"Bastard! There are so many people, and you can't even catch one person?! "Peter Chan was furious … But it was useless to be angry. After all, it had happened.

After the guy in the black coat caused a huge commotion in the hall, he immediately rushed out.

"Really … I'm sorry to make you laugh." Peter Chan awkwardly came in front of Luoqiu … Just a moment ago, he said that the security here was actually very good.

Luoqiu casually glanced at the direction where the guy rushed out and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, if you catch him, don't be too strict."

"But … but this person is a thief?" Peter Chan was startled.

If a thief was caught, even if he was not taken to the police station, he would at least be beaten … It was a basic practice.

Luo Qiu shook his head slightly, "If he wasn't hungry or had no choice, he wouldn't steal food … Besides, although it was a bit messy, the other party didn't really hurt anyone, right?"

"Then … okay." Chen Bide nodded. Although he promised, after he really caught the culprit … he would say it then. He smiled apologetically and said, "Young Master Qiu, you're really a kind person … I'll send the two of you back to your room."

After saying that, Peter Chan turned to look at the security guard who was caught for questioning and said in a deep voice, "You heard that, right? After catching him, don't be too strict … If he is hungry, give him something to eat and drive him away."

The security guard quickly nodded and ran away.



But this thief was not easy to catch … At this time, the security guard secretly complained in his heart. This guy was simply like a circus monkey!

"Over here! Quick, someone come! Catch him!!! "

How big was the security team of this Song Dynasty Hotel in Fog City?

At this time, 50 to 60 security guards were shuttling back and forth on the first floor of the hotel … The number of security guards who joined the team gradually increased.

"Damn it!! He escaped … over there!!! He went over there!! "

This thief seemed to have brought more chaos to the hotel than expected — Especially in the commercial street inside the hotel, it was a complete mess.

When a large number of security guards rushed into the commercial street and started a carpet search, at the glass curtain wall outside the hotel, a small head stretched down, looking at the chaos inside, and then quickly shrank his neck.

The thief, who was wearing a black coat, was now stuck to the outer wall of the hotel in an inconceivable way!

The thief in black adjusted his body, raising his head and looking at the upper floor of the hotel … He suddenly exerted his strength and began to run on the outer wall of the hotel like a beast.

The thief ran all the way from the outer wall of the hotel to the helipad on the top floor of the hotel.

He stopped, looking down at the city below from the top of the building … His strange amber eyes carried a trace of urgency.

"Ojia … Where are you …"

He curled up his body, tightly wrapping the coat on his body … After a whole day of running, he was already exhausted … He just wanted to take a short rest.

Suddenly, a soft and gentle sound of a zither came …





Song: -Far away in the sky – (Flying to the distant sky)

In front of the luxurious [Behistan 'Louis XV], Luoqiu was playing this song.

On the one hand, it was because Miss Maid recognized the origin of this [Behistan 'Louis XV]. However, it was not the original one that had been lost in history. It should be a replica made later. Of course, the price was not cheap. Therefore, he held the attitude that it would be a waste if he did not buy it.

Boss Luo who liked to shop in the supermarket on discount days, had an instinct for free things that even the altar couldn't erase.

On the other hand … it was naturally because it was better to play it this way.

You Ye stood beside him, with her hair hanging down. Looking at her master's face and hands, she smiled more — Of course, she was listening more.

[-Far away in the sky –] was a very short song, a few minutes passed quietly. Naturally, it couldn't be compared with a complete zither song.

"What a long song … Is it the work of a master?"

When Luoqiu's fingers finally stopped, and the sound lingered like a woman's rest, Miss Maid sighed softly.

Boss Luo smiled slightly, "It's not a master … As for the origin, it doesn't matter if you don't know it."

Miss Maid's finger gently pressed on the white key, the F # sound … Since her master said it didn't matter if she didn't know it, then she didn't need to be curious anymore.

They had many ways to kill time.

Luoqiu didn't intend to use the whole night to cram in knowledge about the Celtic Gods, so he moved a little on the chair and let You Ye sit down.

"Let's play a song together?" Luoqiu said softly, "I believe you'll teach me well."

Four hands together.

But Miss Maid seemed to want to be a little naughty at this time, her right hand moved quickly on the white key … [Dance of the Bumblebee].

Her fingers danced in the air as she looked back with a smile. Their eyes met on the same level.

Luoqiu liked this kind of lively smile. His hand passed through her hands, and began to play the dance of the bumblebee.

They crossed their hands, sometimes looking at each other, sometimes closing their eyes to listen … Suddenly, Luo Qiu's left hand moved to the back of Miss Maid's hand, as if he was playing the piano, bouncing rapidly on the back of her hand, as if he was responding to her naughty behavior at the beginning.

Until the end of the song, when the last lingering sound disappeared in the air, Luoqiu looked away from Miss Maid and looked at the balcony.

The city lights outside the hotel were reflected on the sliding glass door, and a slightly childish face appeared in the light at the same time.

"What a polite little guy."

Luoqiu finally pressed the piano key, and the sound of the piano key bounced out. The glass door of the balcony opened automatically at this time, and a figure fell into the room.

But he soon found his balance. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he didn't really fall on the carpet … His body was wrapped in a black coat.

The coat was really big, and in fact, it didn't fit him well. He looked a little funny in it — even the fisherman's hat hung down to his eyebrows, and there were some loose places.

His hands were hidden in the sleeves.

He stood there uneasily, as if he didn't know how to deal with what happened at this time … So he resolutely chose to step back, turning around and rushing out of the balcony, jumping on the wall of the balcony.

Luoqiu said, "People outside are looking for you. It's not too late to leave when things calm down, at least it will save you some trouble."

He squatted on the wall, pressing his hands at the same time … At the moment when the sound came, he was originally jumping, but at this time, he was startled. His jumping posture was not completely completed, and his body lost balance and fell down.

He really fell down.

Ah —!

He screamed in horror, and his body suddenly disappeared from the wall. But in the next moment, a hand climbed up the wall again, and then a second hand.

At this time, the small head carefully rose from outside the wall, inquiring everything in the room. It saw that the young man in the room was now walking over step by step.



Luoqiu had already given up — anyway, if he stayed in the room and didn't go out, something would probably happen. Now he had a kind of attitude of 'since it's already here, let's just take it as it comes'.

His eyes were amber with strange vertical pupils. A few symmetrical long whiskers could be seen on his face which was stuck with stains and oil.

"Orc?" Miss Maid, who came with Boss Luo, recognized the thief at a glance.

This was like a switch, which stimulated him in a flash. His amber pupils showed a trace of fierceness … He used his hands to support his body, jumped up high, and then pounced on Luoqiu and You Ye from top to bottom.

This kind of sudden attack would trigger Boss Luo's absolute defense from the club … Luoqiu had to wave his hand.

Before he pounced, his body was fanned away by a gentle force, and then he fell into the small swimming pool on the terrace.

Splash! The water splashed everywhere.

The water in the small swimming pool was actually not deep … but the thief who fell into the water seemed to be drowning — he was desperately struggling in the pool.

His coat and hat had already been taken off, and he finally 'climbed' to the edge of the pool with great difficulty. He raised his head, gasping for breath, as if he had just survived a disaster.

However, his two furry ears were trembling slightly on his head at this moment.

His expression was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes were fixed on the master and servant in front of him … His intention to attack didn't seem to disappear.

Luoqiu and Miss Maid looked at each other.

Miss Maid said softly, "Orcs seem to be in a bad situation, so they are more vigilant against people who recognize them. In the Middle Ages, Orcs even became the playthings of slaves and nobles … Until today, there are still people engaged in capturing Orcs and selling them. "

This naturally happened in Europe — Luoqiu, who grew up in Chellona, naturally didn't see it with his own eyes.

"I see …" Boss Luo nodded, then looked at the little Orc and said in English, "I'm sorry, we don't mean any harm to you."

The little Orc in the pool at this time shouted angrily and pounced out of the water again.

"It's Turkish." Miss Maid reminded at the side.

Luoqiu had to buy the ability to master the language and said again, "We really don't mean any harm, we just don't want you to cause any trouble outside. After all, this hotel … has something to do with me more or less."

He directly restrained the little Orc's next attack — The reason why he did it himself was that compared to Miss Maid, Boss Luo was actually better at delicate work.

If Miss Maid restrained the little Orc with the black flame, even if she controlled it to the smallest extent, it would more or less bring pain to the little Orc.

"You see, if we want to attack you, I think you won't have a second chance to attack … Huh?" Looking at the little Orc who was restrained in the air, Luoqiu was stunned.

His windbreaker had been left behind in the water, and he was only wearing a rather thin and ill-fitting male shirt … which almost reached his knees.

But now it was wet.

Whether it was the slightly bright red color on the chest or the looming triangular position, it showed that under the rather masculine appearance at the beginning … it was her.

"Let, let me go …"

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PS1: Correction, yesterday's book was "I'm Really Immortal" … I read it, but every time I read it, I silently read "immortal" …

PS2: Catch up later.

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