Rhythmic music came from the loudspeaker and echoed in the cabin.

A few seconds passed, but the expected voice did not appear, and only the melody of the song kept repeating in his ears. Bourbon frowned, the music sounded very ordinary, but it did not correspond to any music he knew.

Bourbon seemed to hear the sound of singing faintly, and he pricked up his ears, concentrating on distinguishing the lyrics mixed in with the music, but he could only hear whispers like murmurs, and was not even sure whether these syllables had any meaning.

The evil puppeteer looked at the Siamese cat warily and moved towards the door little by little, apparently preparing to escape.

Bourbon rolled his eyes and said calmly, "I am an intelligence dealer. Do you think what you have done is confidential? As long as you have money, there is no information that cannot be bought."

Suddenly, the music stopped, as if the song had ended. Bourbon estimated that the music had lasted for about fifteen minutes, but did it have any meaning? Or was it just...

Just as Bourbon was thinking, the music started again.

"Why did you buy my information?" The evil puppeteer had already moved to the door and could open it and leave in one more step.

"Not only do I know, Gray Rabbit also knows you very well. She even controls your life force, forcing you to obey her orders." Bourbon observed the expression of the evil puppeteer. Sure enough, the other party was stunned for a moment and then relieved. Bourbon was convinced that the man in front of him was probably controlled by Mingyue a long time ago, and it was definitely not as simple as losing the bet.

The evil puppeteer looked the Siamese cat up and down, rolled his eyes, and said tentatively: "Miss Gray Rabbit probably didn't tell you about me? And she...she doesn't seem to trust you."

Bourbon's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm. "We just don't want her to be in danger, but she thinks protection is an obstacle. She arranged for you to follow me for this purpose. However, you probably don't want her to get into any accidents, do you?"

The music from the radio speakers continued, with drum beats and piano sounds intertwined, the melody was passionate, and it seemed that the climax of the music was playing.

The two people's heartbeats coincided with the sound of drums, but they just looked at each other without saying another word.

The passionate music gradually slowed down, and only the delicate tinkling sound of the piano could be heard.

At the same time, in the tobacco and alcohol store filled with strong aroma, Mingyue was also listening to the soft and affectionate music, muttering: "Shi Shen, Que Shou, Que Huo, Que Wei, Shou Xing, Da Huo, Xi Mu, Xing Ji..."

"Ms. Gray Rabbit, maybe I am not included in this list?" The blank mask concealed the curly-haired clerk's expression, but her tone sounded very light-hearted.

"You are Ximu." Mingyue curled her lips slightly, crossed her fingers and placed them against her chest, and continued with a smile, "Come to think of it, I haven't met Quailtail, Shouxing, and Dahuo yet. I'm really looking forward to meeting them."

"You are indeed the participant chosen by the young master." Ximu, the curling shop clerk, lowered his eyes and looked respectful. "Can I ask how you guessed it? Is it because my acting is not good, or did one of my colleagues tell you?"

Mingyue glanced up and down at Ximu, the hair clerk, but did not answer his question. Instead, she asked, "Can you give me what your young master promised me now?"

Under the blank mask, Ximu was stunned. He had never thought that Gray Rabbit would reveal such a big news. Then he thought that this might be a test from Gray Rabbit. He glanced at Jinjiu beside him and suspected that Gray Rabbit said this because he wanted this, but did he really want to give her the wine?

As the last note of the music fell, the Tobacco and Liquor Store returned to silence again.

"It seems he didn't tell you." Mingyue stood up and pretended to leave.

Curly-haired Ximu stood there respectfully with his hands hanging down, and refused categorically: "Miss Gray Rabbit, even if the young master is here, I will not sell or give alcohol to minors. If you want to drink other beverages, I can send someone to get them."

However, Mingyue just chuckled and turned around, looking through the glass door at Scotland who was sitting in the private room of the bookstore.

"It might not be a good idea for you to go out now." Curly-haired Ximu said this respectfully, but he looked at Gray Rabbit's back without hesitation, his eyes deep, "Those people are looking for you everywhere, and there are many people wearing black robes around. If the scalper girl doesn't see you when she comes back..."

When——when——

The dull bronze doorbell interrupted the words of the curly-haired Ximu. Mingyue had already stepped half a foot out of the threshold. The aroma of wine and tobacco overflowed from the shop, colliding with the elegant scent of ink and tea, and interweaving with the salty and humid air, composing a symphony of ups and downs.

Scotland slowly put down the teacup, his blue phoenix eyes still fixed on Mingyue. However, the thing he had imagined did not happen. The clerk in the tobacco and liquor store looked very humble and polite, just like an ordinary clerk, standing in the store and watching Mingyue leave.

When——when——

The glass door of the tobacco and liquor store slowly closed behind Mingyue. The bronze doorbell rang again. The strong aroma lost its follow-up power and was gradually diluted and faded.

Scotland stood up suddenly. He saw Mingyue, who was wearing a loose black robe, walking towards the bookstore step by step. He also found that the black-robed believers hiding around him left quickly. If nothing unexpected happened, they would pass this information to the ears of the leader. Then, if he wanted to take Mingyue away from the Apocalypse Cult...

"Mr. Gray Wolf, you seem very nervous?" The birthday boy rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the teacup. "Are you worried about Miss Gray Rabbit?"

At this time, Mingyue was about to step into the bookstore.

Scotland's eyes swept over the burly men, "I want to leave, will you stop me?"

"Maybe Miss Gray Rabbit is thirsty and will sit down to have a cup of tea?" The birthday boy placed three teacups and replaced the pot with new tea. The dark green tea leaves expanded in the water, and the tea soup was bright yellow-green.

"Get out!" Scotland tried to stop Mingyue and raised his legs to leave. However, those burly men blocked his way as expected.

"Get out of the way!" Scotland shouted in a low voice, but the burly men remained unmoved.

Mingyue took off her black robe and threw it casually on a pile of books, then walked over to Scotland and complained, "Little Cake Brother actually had tea to drink, and that store didn't even give me a sip of wine."

The birthday boy paused slightly while pouring the tea. He was supposed to fill the cup 70% full, but instead the clear tea overflowed from the edge of the teacup.

"You're not welcome." Mingyue glanced at the teacup and turned to leave.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited to see you." The birthday boy quickly poured out the tea, wiped the water stains on the table, poured a new cup of tea, and said respectfully, "Please have some tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, the music started again, and faintly, a whistle as melodious as a bird's song seemed to be heard.

Whoosh~~~whoosh~~~

"We're going to use this song in the next game." Mingyue turned to look at the bookstore clerk...

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Preview of the next chapter: The melodious overture has already sounded. Is what is about to take place a carefully embellished death, or a highly dramatic accident?