Chapter 242

Dude, located in Xialin District, perfectly explained the term "unpredictable" - the sunny day, which was originally sunny, had turned into a thunderstorm after ye Qi woke up from his sleep; Bean sized raindrops pattered down the whole street.

After taking a look at the clock hanging on the living room, ye Qi walked out of the room, asked the front desk for an umbrella, and walked slowly out of the door of the hotel - it was time to get off work, and people came and went in the street; However, it is clear that people who have been used to the weather in Dode are not overwhelmed by the sudden thunderstorm.

Everyone is holding an umbrella and moving in their own direction; Even after work, people living in dude are still so fast-paced - which makes Yeqi look so unique in the crowd. Despite his indifference on his face, the ease of walking still makes the surrounding pedestrians look sideways; However, the hurried people didn't stop, just glanced at it and walked forward again.

Looking at the address on the note, Yeqi quickly found the target at the corner of the street - Oprah's light, compared with the map of this part of the street he had written in his mind; A name that makes Yeqi feel very strange.

As ye Qi stretched out his hand to open the store door, a melodious song sounded in the whole store - with a duet, an Intermezzo and an opera with very special speaking and recitation, which immediately stunned Ye Qi.

opera?!

With such a unique doorbell, ye Qi, who was originally just attending the appointment, immediately looked around curiously - there was a slight exaggeration in the ancient style, and the medieval clothes with gorgeous gold and white lace were neatly placed on two rows of hangers; The long sword and armor, which seem to be cold and shining, are actually made of wood. They stand on the left side of the door, and on the right side are the gallows made of the same material

"Welcome, my most respected majesty!" a slightly exaggerated voice came from the back of the clothes hanger - a man with white curly hair and fine powder on his face, dressed in scarlet noble clothes, walked to Yeqi with a small step and made an exaggerated breast salute: "Oprah's light serves you wholeheartedly! Your demand is my life!"

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"Captain, what's wrong with that guy?" the young member of the secret service who had been hanging far behind Yeqi couldn't help turning his mouth when he heard the voice from the headset: "Your Majesty? Does he think he's still in the bloody age or the chaotic age?"

"This is one of the most distinctive shops in dude!" compared with the disdain of the team members, moleti, as the captain, obviously knows more - sitting in a car on the side of the road, he stretched out his finger, pointed to the sign of Oprah's light across the street, and smiled: "On weekends, many opera lovers will gather here to discuss scripts and performances; remember the opera in dude square at the mid winter festival dinner? Yes, that's their handwriting!"

Looking at the surprised look of the team members, Moretti continued: "however, I didn't expect that he would have such a deep relationship with each other! It seems that I have to reassess it again; those guys in the intelligence department are really unreliable!"

As for the other side mentioned by Moretti, the young member of the secret service again wisely didn't ask questions, but naturally listened to the voice from the headset again.

After glancing at the team members sitting next to him, Moretti narrowed his eyes slightly - the main reason why ordinary surveillance tasks require two people is to take new people and give old team members a holiday, which is basically the practice of the secret service; therefore, generally, as long as the target is locked, the old team members will leisurely start "vacation".

Of course, Moretti knows that his "holiday" is completely ruined, and there may even be some big trouble; after all, no one knows better than him who is standing behind Oprah's light!

Yeqi has a good relationship with the Northland family? Those damn shit eating guys should all be sent to Hailin district or Huangsha district to count the leaves and sand!

With doubts in his heart, Moretti secretly cursed the "incompetent" intelligence department again; and it was obvious that it was definitely not him from the reaction in Moretti's mind in the moment