Chapter 200

From the 17th district to the northeast, the 18th district and 19th district along the way are quite unsafe.

In the words of Elena, the ninety-three provinces on the periphery are hell, not France.

Luke thought about it in his mind that he could go to the 18th District today. But in 93 provinces, he went to do something last night. He was not in a hurry for the moment.

Besides, he has a more suitable informant, Daniel, than the artistic girl in front of him.

The apparently unruly taxi driver, who is not clear about all parts of Paris, may disappear in the world in a few days.

Make up his mind, Luke relax and chat with Irina in front of him.

After chatting till noon, Luke said he was going to have a rest and gave the rent.

Elena followed Luke and said she would call for her father.

As a result No one.

Elena said she was sorry, but Luke saw that the girl's paper had expected, and suddenly understood that she was following her upstairs on purpose.

However, he had to do some preparation work. Obviously, he could not be bored with this girl any more. He could only smile and say that he would take a rest and close the door.

With a keen sense of smell, he could clearly feel that Elena had been standing at the door for at least one minute, and her keen ear could hear her slight cheers.

Unfortunately, the cheers were in French, which he could not understand.

Luke just smiled and shook his head, sat on the bed, opened his backpack, took out the modified notebook, and began to check it.

There is a map of Paris in advance, as well as all kinds of information.

He repeatedly inquired all kinds of information on it, such as the distance from here to the 18th District, the distance to 93 provinces, traffic conditions, shop construction, and residents.

This kind of world-class big city, he does so the effect is average, but the preparatory work can do, still need to do a little.

Unfortunately, when tonistak's technology has not reached the stage of manufacturing mature artificial intelligence, Luke certainly can't come up with it.

Luke doubted that even if he had learned the ability of Tony Stark, he would not be able to make Jarvis exist.

There is no way to make Jarvis in tonistak's current ability. Jarvis's appearance seems to be an accident.

So he didn't give much hope.

After more than an hour, there was a knock on the door.

Luke looked up and saw that Elena's face was full of laughter on the floating glass without the curtains closed.

He couldn't help laughing: how could Elena be a little childish? Knock on the door and run to the window?

He stuffed his notebook into his bag and went to open the door. "Elaine, what can I do for you?"

Elena: "my dad is back. He wants to see you."

Luke couldn't help crying and laughing: it's like a son-in-law coming to the house. He just rents a house himself.

Then he went over Elena, who was only one meter and six in front of him, and looked at the old man who was about fifty years old a few meters away: "this is your father? What should I call him? "

Elena: Well, just call him Pierre

Luke nodded and went out to reach out to the old man. "Pierre, nice to meet you."

Pierre did not immediately respond, but looked at him up and down, and finally nodded, "well, good boy." And gave him a hug.

Luke is a bit confused: do we know each other so well? Or are the French so enthusiastic?

Pierre's English was obviously average, and then he said something quickly, which was translated by Elena. He was probably welcome to stay for a while, but he was reminded to come back early in the evening, preferably before six o'clock.

Luke smiled and nodded: "I'll pay attention. If I don't come back, I'll let you know before I go out. "

Elena wondered, "don't you come back?"

Luke smiled and said, "I'm here with the teacher. Sometimes I need to learn from her."

Elena was curious, but she didn't ask many questions. Everyone didn't know that well, so she could only nod her head to show her understanding.

In fact, Luke is about to go out.

When the rent was given to the Old Pierre, Luke went out with his bag on his back, leaving Elena disappointed. She also wanted to talk to the boy for a while in the afternoon.

Luke said goodbye to the two with a smile, then turned to the street.

After taking the bus and taking a few stops, I bought a cheap and practical Nokia brick in the store of Bouygues, the three major French basic operators, bought several prepaid mobile cards by the way, and then went out to make a phone call.

More than 20 minutes later, Daniel appeared, still a little ruffian, but the smile on his face was very bright: "rich man, I'm so happy to see you again."

Luke smiled and got in the car: "yes, because you won the bet." With that, he threw a thousand euros.

Daniel smilingly went on and put it into his arms: "where are you going to play today? The rich. "Luke: take me to block 18. Don't be too fast. Talk to me by the way

Daniel tangled: "well, I'm a driver. The tour guide is not a professional project."

Luke immediately threw another one thousand euros: "the driving fee is five hundred, the consulting fee is five hundred, and the driving fee is calculated separately."

Daniel: " I suddenly found myself familiar with Paris. Rich man, what do you want to know? "

Luke: "the eighteenth District, the red light district, and the dangerous gangs."

Daniel looked at him in the rearview mirror and said, "HOHO, do you want to play? I can recommend a safe one for you. Well, but remember to put on safety measures. I said safety is only life and property, not physical health. I remember that last time a guy missed this advice, he could only go to see a doctor... "

Luke interrupted the chattering taxi driver: "no, what I want is something from the whole to the details. Where to go is my freedom. Daniel, for more consulting fees, how about being professional! "

Daniel shrugged. "OK, what do you want to hear?"

In more than two hours, Daniel drove at a relatively normal speed around some places in zone 18, and then put him somewhere.

Luke threw another 1000 euros to Daniel: "more is the consulting fee. Don't drop the chain when I need your car. "

Daniel smilingly picked up the bill and kissed: "for your generosity, I'm willing to help."

In just two hours, he had three thousand euros.

This guy is different from the ordinary taxi driver. His taxi is black.

That's right. This guy's driving license is forged, not to mention the driver's license. His name has been blacklisted by the vehicle authority for a long time, and no license will be issued to him.

But he is good at driving, smart and can change license plates. The police can't find him at all. His people and car don't exist in the database of Paris police.