Chapter 908

Name:Brave World Author:ban shang bu po
What appeared in front of him was a fairly compact room, but it was very luxurious.

You can see mahogany furniture and leather seats, exquisite glass wine utensils on the tea table, and a smell of capitalist corruption comes to your face.

Turn around and look at the light source. There is a square window. In fact, the light source comes from the sunlight oblique into the window.

Outside the window was a neat farmland. Green green wheat mixed with scent from a slightly opened window, mixed with the faint fragrance of the fragrance in the room, which made people very comfortable.

The most important thing is that the scenery outside the window is moving. In particular, the trees and vegetation closest to the window are retreating backward at a very fast speed. Coupled with the slight bumps and "library scraping" noise coming from his feet, all represent that an Yizhi is now on a train and is still a very luxurious train.

In this way, it is likely that the train just drove through the tunnel, and the system played a seamless connection in this way.

It is still the usual search clue. In the temporary copy, the players usually look different from anasta and Shuidao Mengzi. The latter doesn't remember who Ann refers to at all. What is reused is only the character model of "Shuidao Mengzi". And anasta remembered Ann completely.

So, the background of this temporary copy is the follow-up of the treasure hunt copy. No wonder even the age setting is the same 1930.

Anasta is the same as Ann in her memory. She is still a lovely girl with bright eyes and sweet smile. She is still wearing that heavy Bavarian skirt.

If she didn't know the truth, no one would connect her with the cold machine.

Ann once again ignored the hand kissing ceremony, but casually shook the power twice to say hello. It has to be said that Mr. Edward, the maker of anasta and the master of machinery, has superb technology and warm hand feeling, just like real fingers.

——How much black tea did the girl drink to keep her temperature before she got on the bus

The conductor helped anasta put down her luggage and left with interest. An Yizhi beat around the bush about what happened after he and Tu Hongyu left the copy.

In the impression of the two players, they were transmitted by the system, very magical.

In anasta's memory, they solved Mr. Edward's puzzle, caught the murderer and handed it to the police. Although the contact was not very close after that, it was not cut off.

The copy setting is roughly like this. An Yizhi doesn't care too much. He enters the subject with a few casual chats.

"Miss anasta, what is the commission?"

Anasta covered her mouth and smiled. The girl's smile was as sweet as ever. It was clear that she was not a particularly moving beauty, but a girl who felt more and more beautiful.

"It's about my father's legacy."

"Master Edward?"

Anasta nodded and continued:

"Since the villa incident, I inherited my father's property. You know my situation, I don't care much about secular money."

I really don't care. Anasta is like an alchemy puppet. As long as the alchemy core in her body doesn't strike, she can live forever.

Money is not a necessity for her to survive, but a restriction, which will lead to a lot of trouble.

"But I don't care. Some people care very much, so I've been traveling abroad for a long time."

Mr. Edward's legacy is very huge. Anasta, who inherited all this, has become a pastry. It is said that she has become the goal of all gentlemen in the country. Naturally, their goal is money.

However, anasta is not a little white rabbit who doesn't understand anything. Naturally, she knows what the purpose of those people approaching her is.

"Once I received an invitation from my father's friend. He wanted me to bring a piece of my father's work to an exhibition held by him."

Anasta stroked her hair and continued:

"It's an exhibition with many valuable works of art."

There's probably something wrong with the exhibition.

Sure enough, as Ann pointed out, anasta said:

"As a result, at the end of the exhibition, a theft occurred, and many exhibits were stolen, including the father's work I brought."

Anasta sighed:

"I didn't want to participate, because what I was asked to bring was a creation loved by my father, which meant as much to me."

An pointed to his chin and said:

"Do you want me to help you get it back?"

But it's not quite the right place. Catching thieves shouldn't be on the train. Does the train just go to the real plot trigger point?

As soon as an pointed, he guessed wildly in his heart. Instead of answering his question, anasta asked:

"Do you know Robin the thief?"

what the fuck! Wait a minute, what does Robin mean?

Ann Yizhi certainly knows Robin. He is one of the most famous rogues. The most important thing is that he, like Holmes, is a character in a writer's novel. He really ran out of a copy highly similar to reality

It doesn't seem bad. Anyway, there is an unscientific man-made anasta. It's not unacceptable to have a strange thief Robin.

Anasta looked at Ann's expression and said:

"He was the one who made the move at that time. He stole the exhibits at the exhibition, so he had this trip."

"What does it matter?"

"This train was packed by someone who invited me to the exhibition before. He also stole very important things. He also wanted to catch Robin and find it back, so he held an alternative exhibition, and the venue was on the train."

An pointed and thought, and immediately realized:

"Is this your challenge to Robin?"

"Yes, we challenged Robin in a provocative tone in the newspaper not long ago. This is the battlefield."

She pointed to the floor where she sat:

"This Oriental Express."