It wasn't evening yet, so the summer evening naturally came later than usual.
It was a well-decorated coffee shop. Of course, the price was also enough to make the general public frown. According to Caroline's temperament, she usually wouldn't come to this kind of place to spend money.
But she was waiting for someone, and the other party had specified this place. She had no choice but to order the cheapest black coffee here.
Soon after, a middle-aged man walked into the coffee shop in a hurry, looking around as if he was looking for something. Caroline knew this was the person she was waiting for — the lawyer friend Nia asked her to contact.
At 6: 37 p.m., Caroline glanced at the time again … It was too late. She didn't know if she dared to get on the bus back.
If it was too late, she would have to choose another route, which would require her to pass through several unfamiliar areas. Although she was also a local, there were obviously differences between the districts.
"You're Caroline?" The middle-aged man quickly found Caroline's seat and sat down without hesitation.
Caroline felt something called time on the other party. She noticed the man from the moment she entered the door. He looked at the time three times until he sat in front of her, twice on her watch and once on the wall clock in the room.
Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he was meticulous, his expression was serious, and his eyes were deep … Basically, the appearance of an elite was displayed in front of Caroline.
The man's name was Carlo.
Before Caroline could speak, Carlo went straight to the point, "Before we talk, Ms. Caroline, can you tell me what your relationship with Nia is? Family? Or her daughter? "
Caroline didn't feel impolite when the other party asked this question … Instead, it made Caroline feel that this man probably didn't remember who Nia was talking about at all. The reason why he appeared was probably because of a business deal.
Perhaps this man wasn't as glamorous as he looked. Perhaps the business of the law firm he ran wasn't good. He even urgently needed this commission to pay for the rent, utilities, and employee salaries of his law firm this month.
That was why he made himself look professional.
Caroline's perspective in this regard was not bad. After all, as a sex worker … as a prostitute, she had come into contact with too many types of men. She had seen rich men, and she had slept with rich men. As for peddlers and pawns, they were naturally not a problem for her.
She could recognize people, but she didn't have enough confidence to deal with any type of person. She knew that she didn't have enough knowledge to face these men who always wore a mask. You would never know what they were thinking.
Men were actually more fickle and difficult to grasp than women.
"I'm Nia's friend." Carlo looked at him and gave such an answer.
Or perhaps the other party had already guessed what kind of work he was doing from this answer? Caroline was too familiar with Carlo's gaze at this moment.
However, the men who came to her for service basically all looked at her as if they were inspecting goods.
Carlo nodded. "Ms. Caroline, according to what you said, Nia is looking for me to handle a property in the West End for her, right? It wasn't convenient to talk about it over the phone … I want to ask you, about the commission fee this time, how much does Nia want? Do you have the authority to negotiate with me on her behalf? "
"She only asked me to find you to help her." Caroline didn't know how to answer … Perhaps it would be better to nod at this moment, but she was obviously hesitant about some of the responsibilities she needed to bear after nodding.
There's no need to carry any more burdens … Finding this Carlo is already within my power. Caroline thought so and immediately said, "Maybe you should go directly to the hospital to see her. She's in a bad condition now."
Carlo wasn't impatient at all. Instead, he carefully asked about Nia's request. His attitude was very strict.
Looking at the other party's nonchalant questioning, Caroline really couldn't handle it, but she couldn't help but have another thought in her mind: Maybe this man can really help Nia.
Looking at Nia's appearance, the surgery should be very urgent. However, the resale of the property was not something that could be completed overnight. Moreover, the property in question was expensive, but it was also a serious problem to find a buyer immediately.
"How about this, can you take me to see Niya?" Carlo suddenly suggested at this time, "I think it's better for me to talk to the person involved in this matter in person."
"I can write you an address." Caroline thought of the bus back and declined politely.
She suddenly didn't want to go back and look at the lifeless Nia. She had thought about this problem before: If Nia's illness couldn't be cured, she was bound to meet Nia's last days. She just didn't know when she started to stop thinking about this problem and not think about what would happen if Nia suddenly died of illness.
She … didn't want to bear anything.
She had fulfilled Nia's request. If this man could help, she would naturally help for the sake of the reward. If he couldn't help … then there was nothing she could do.
Carlo could easily afford the cost of Nia's surgery, but she needed to use the huge bank card on hand. However, she didn't want to use this wealth at this time.
She felt that out of all the people Nia knew, she was the only one who would visit her in the hospital and help her find a lawyer when she was in trouble. She had done everything she could … There was nothing more she could do.
Thinking of this, Caroline suddenly felt at ease.
Carlo didn't force it. After taking the address, he quickly left.
What made Caroline angry was that although this guy left in a hurry and looked like he was eager to visit Nia, this guy … didn't pay the bill!
She randomly ordered dessert and a sandwich in the coffee shop, hurriedly finished it, and left the place, planning to take the bus back.
Before getting on the bus, Caroline received a call from Livia, asking where she went. Caroline just said that she took on a business outside, and now that it was done, she was planning to go home.
Livia told her that it was better not to come back for a few days and that it would be better to hide outside for a few days. She was also planning to leave.
The reason was: Boss Neymar died, and the gang was in chaos. The gang's second-in-command, Ronal, and the people who supported Neymar's eldest son began to fight for territory. In addition, because Joseph in the next area also died mysteriously, the boss of the next area also clamored to hand over the murderer, or else they would invade. During Caroline's absence today, many people had already died because of the fire.
Caroline thought for a moment, picked up the phone, and called Carlo, who had just left.
"Mr. Carlo, I changed my mind. How about I go back with you to see Nia again? I'm a little worried about her …"
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"Who are you? This is a private room. Unauthorized people are not allowed to enter! "
On the upper floor of the Municipal Theater Recital Hall, there were individual rooms in the circular corridor. This was a VIP room for the truly rich or people with very high status to watch performances.
Of course, on normal days, you could also get in with some money … But today's event was a friendly event with the consuls of neighboring countries, so it was naturally different.
The person who shouted should be a bodyguard. He was very tall and had an iron-blooded aura. He might have been a soldier in the past … Or rather, he was a soldier now.
Obviously, the identity of the people in this room was not simple.
As for why the bodyguard chose to shout at the beginning instead of directly using force to expel them, on the one hand, he didn't want to make it public. On the other hand, it was naturally because he didn't know the origins of the two intruders.
The woman was very beautiful, and the man next to her had an Asian face. Those who could enter this concert were either rich or noble. The origin of this young man and woman was probably not simple.
"Can I borrow this place?"
The beautiful woman in a black evening dress smiled slightly and clapped her hands gently. Because of the stockings, the clapping sound was not very loud at all.
But the bodyguard heard the sound, and he heard it very clearly. His consciousness was instantly confused, and his eyelids were extremely heavy. After a few breaths, he closed his eyes directly and fell to the ground.
At the same time, there were several different sounds in the room. They were all sounds made when people fell.
This was obviously an extraordinary power.
In fact, Luoqiu intended to do it himself, but Miss Maid would always be one step faster than him … In fact, Luoqiu quite enjoyed the feeling of sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor. Let alone other things — it was naturally pleasing to have such a beautiful maid to solve all the trivial matters for him.
What was also pleasing to the eye was the orchestra that was entering the concert hall below.
Regardless of whether they knew how to appreciate the sounds made by the following instruments or not, looking at this orderly entrance, they could always feel a trace of professionalism.
Luoqiu liked the orderly arrangement of the people below, which made him associate everything with tidiness.
Being neat and tidy was naturally the most beautiful.
Of course, the VIP box had no windows. It was just a single stand. There was a partition between the two stands. As for the front — naturally, one could see another stand across the circular corridor.
However, wasn't there a little more bodyguard in this VIP box?
"Master, we seem to have encountered something interesting."
You Ye was tidying up the people who fell on the ground — Bining let these guys fall on the ground casually. Naturally, it was not beautiful if they fell on the ground one by one.
Boss Luo, who was used to encountering things when he went out, was obviously not surprised. He just looked at You Ye curiously.
Of course, even in such an open VIP box, from the outside, nothing happened at all — it was not a fantasy. It was the easiest way to make people outside unable to see what happened here.
"What's the interesting thing?"
You Ye pointed to the man who was obviously protected by several bodyguards, and then reached out to pick up a pen from the collar pocket of the middle-aged man.
Boss Luo did not see anything special about this pen … If he had to say something, it was probably a very good-looking badge mark on the pen — of course, it could only be seen after careful observation.
"Because of this badge?"
Miss Maid nodded and whispered, "This is the internal mark of the 'Lomenst Leiden' company. This company's headquarters is in the United States, and its main business is the production and launch of military satellites. "
Boss Luo had heard that this country was quite unlucky and had not been able to develop the satellite industry. It seemed that there was a big explosion because of the launch of rockets in the past, and a large group of aviation elites were directly destroyed.
"Look at the invitation," Luoqiu suddenly said.
You Ye quickly found an invitation and handed it to Luoqiu. Boss Luo glanced at it, and then said indifferently, "It's in the name of a wine company's distributor. It seems that he is hiding his identity."
"Do you need to read his memory?" You Ye suggested.
If he could get ready-made information, he naturally did not need to buy it through the altar … This was naturally in line with Boss Luo's consistent principle of self-updating.
So Boss Luo nodded without any pressure, and then stopped paying attention to this businessman's matter. Because soon, the content behind this matter would be completely presented to him through Miss Maid's oral narration.
"Speaking of which, if there is really a great deal, why do they all like to choose this kind of place?"
The lights began to dim … The performance officially began.
Schubert, Ninth Symphony, "Greatness."
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"Compared to" Greatness, "I prefer the Eighth Symphony," Unfinished. "I heard it a few years ago in Vienna, and I still remember it."
Sitting in the ordinary seats in the hall, Song Haoran spoke in Lluvia's ear while holding Lluvia's hand. In the eyes of others, they were like lovers.
While feeling the warmth from Song Haoran's hand, Lluvia seemed to be in a very good mood. She curiously asked, "Why is it called" Unfinished "?"
"Because he only wrote two chapters before stopping." Song Haoran shrugged. Then, he looked at the orchestra in the concert hall with an infatuated gaze. "But it's precisely because it's unfinished and we don't know what's behind it. That's why it's so fascinating, like the lost arms of a beautiful goddess."
Lluvia was taken aback. She really did not understand how a woman without arms was beautiful.
But since the military counselor said so, then so be it.
Halfway through the concert, Song Haoran glanced at the time on his watch. At this time, his phone vibrated. It was a message.
— Terminate the operation.
This was a message from the "Iris Flower" headquarters.
Song Haoran furrowed his brows. Lluvia keenly caught the change in his expression. Song Haoran did not say anything. He just tilted the phone screen so that Lluvia could see the content.
"This …"
Song Haoran, on the other hand, nodded indifferently. "It seems that we can listen to the entire concert."
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