after waking up.

Chapter 25 Amorous Walton

After returning home, Mulan went back to his room immediately, took out the pen and ink and spread the paper in front of the table, and then wrote quickly, so as not to forget what Walton explained.

When Mulan was writing and thinking, the dolls he put on the table were constantly twisting. It seems that because of their soft legs, it is difficult for them to stand and walk, so they mostly rely on crawling. There are so one or two who can take a few steps carefully.

When some of the dolls have moved to the edge of the table, Mulan will reach out and drag them back to the center of the table, watching them continue "playing" while writing.

Of course, the man with the broken hand was obviously not very energetic. Most of the time, he lay there still with his broken arm. Mulan reached out and poked it twice, and when he saw him swaying for a while, he was sure that the guy wasn't dead.

"It said that he would come to me, who would come to me, and how long would it take?"

No matter when he comes, it is important to do things first, and the first task explained by the boss still has to be taken seriously.

Mulan stopped resting, took off his inner lining and jacket, and found his most decent shirt and vest from the closet. After picking it up, he decided to change into the dark coat he brought back from the army, because this The quality of the clothes is the best and more decent, and then bring a hat that is similar to the color of the windbreaker.

Mu Lan tidied her hair, and then took a photo in the wardrobe mirror. This outfit was very suitable and looked very energetic. It might not be as delicate as a typical gentleman's dress, but it was even more extraordinary.

After tidying up the collar, he turned around and grabbed several dolls that had already climbed to the edge of the table, and threw them all into a cloth pocket, and then tied the bag tightly and put it in his arms. It is better to take it with you wherever you go.

When the door was opened, the smell of food was already coming from downstairs. Old Buck had already gone out shopping today while the wind and rain had eased, so today's lunch consisted of meat and soup.

Mulan didn't intend to rest at home, so he said hello after lunch and went out.

Perhaps because of the storm, Valentine's winter came very early this year, and Valentine was as cold in November as it was in December.

The weather hadn't cleared up after lunch, but the light rain outside had stopped. Mulan lowered the brim of her hat slightly to block the cold wind blowing from her face. dropped some more.

In the previous confrontation with the murderer, Mulan deeply realized the importance of physical ability, and since he retired, he has been a little neglected in exercise, such a cold wind actually made him shiver when he went out.

Mulan secretly decided to strengthen his physical training. From now on, the destination is not near, but there is no need to hire a carriage, and trotting over is a warm-up for the exercise program.

Thanks to the overall design of the port city, as soon as the rain stops, the water in the city will slowly drop down quickly. Even if there is water in the city, it will not be deep, but it will be washed everywhere by the water. The rubbish also makes some streets in Valentine look very dirty.

Mulan trotted forward all the way, controlling the rhythm of his breathing, and trying to keep himself in a state where his body was hot but not sweating profusely.

What I saw along the way was the current situation in the city of Valentine. Most of the carriages that passed were gentlemen and ladies who were more delicately dressed, and some thin children were carrying push rods and shovels along with individual adults, everywhere. After cleaning up the silt and rubbish in some specific streets, in the open market, many people crowded together to buy or rush to buy some cheap vegetables
With Mu Lan's long legs, he was not slow even when trotting. About 20 minutes later, he came to the Guishu District where rich people in Valentine were more concentrated, and he lived in a single-family three-story mansion with a yard. stop outside.

"huh, huh"

After exhaling a few balls of white air, Mulan calmed his breath a little. He was really not used to this kind of noble mansion with real status and wealth, and he was even a little nervous, but it was not difficult to overcome, adjust his breathing By then, Mulan had already adjusted his mentality.

There was a doorbell on the gate, which of course could not be electric, it was a bell hanging on the iron gate of the railing, with a short line hanging down.

Mulan reached out and pulled a few times, and the doorbell rang "dangdangdangdang".

Not long after, a maid walked out of the mansion quickly, walked across the yard to the gate, and saw through the fence that a tall man was standing upright outside.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Mulan smiled politely.

"Please inform Miss Hermire that Mr. Wolfe can't make an appointment because of something."

After hesitating for a while, Mulan still bit the bullet and said the next words.

"Mr. Worf asked me to tell Miss Hermire that her beauty is as dazzling as the stars and her smile is as delicate as a flower. He will never forget this pearl of Valentine."

When Mulan said this, her toes were clasped to the soles of her shoes, and a long series of prevarications were covered in more sweet words, making Mulan so embarrassed that she wanted to deduct the same big house as the opposite one under her feet. The Jonests certainly don't have to pay rent.

"Huh, that's it, please convey Miss Hemir on your behalf!"

Mulan let out a long sigh and finally finished speaking, but just as he was about to turn around, the maid hurriedly stopped him.

"Please wait sir!"

"Huh? Is there anything else?"

The god on the maid's face was sober from the previous intoxication, and then said to Mulan very embarrassed.

"Sir, I can't remember please wait here, I'll tell the lady, I hope you can repeat it in person later, I'm very sorry!"

"Uh, it's okay."

Seeing the maid trotting back, the smile on Mulan's face disappeared immediately, I'm going, do I have to say it again?
Mulan took out a folded white paper full of words from his coat pocket, unfolded it and looked at it. There were all kinds of love words on it, and each paragraph of love words corresponded to a name and address.

That's right, according to Mulan's standards, the big guy, Sir Walton, is a real Sea King scumbag.

Soon, the maid came back again, and opened the door to invite Mulan to enter. There was no way, Mulan was a person who kept his promise when he was entrusted with loyalty, let alone the person who promised him he couldn't afford to offend.

As the maid walked around the big house, she quickly arrived at a small warm living room. When Mulan entered here, she obviously felt that her body temperature had risen a lot.

Sitting on the sofa by the fireplace were two girls in delicate dresses, who didn't even know who was Miss Hermire.

"Where has Mr. Wolf gone? When is he coming back? What did he tell you to tell me?"

When a young lady saw Mulan coming in, she couldn't help but get up and ask, and let Mulan figure out who the master was. He inhaled slightly, and once again said the disgusting and embarrassing love words to him. For the first time, he felt A good memory is also a sin.

After listening to the love words, the young lady looked a little depressed. After she sat down in despair, she looked up at Mulan again.

"He's so nice, and time is so tight, I didn't forget to let you tell me this"

Mulan was stunned for a moment, did he make a mistake, and he still thought that scumbag was good?
"Are you, Your Excellency Mullan Jones?"

When Miss Hermire was lost, another girl suddenly exclaimed after looking at Mulan for a long time.

"Mulan Jones? The retired second lieutenant who fought a murderer?"

Miss Hermire also looked surprised, and then carefully looked at the person who came. The brim of the other's hat was lowered slightly, and the sideburns were slightly curled on both sides. The face was angular and the eyes were bright, which was almost the same as the photo in the newspaper.

Mr. Jonest is more handsome than the picture!It turned out that Mr. Wolfe asked Mr. Jonest to deliver the news, and Mr. Wolfe must have the same sense of justice as Mr. Jonest.
Mulan didn't hide it, nodded and admitted.

"Yes, Miss, I'm Mulan, so I've already conveyed the words. I have other things to do, so I'll leave."

"and many more!"

The young lady who recognized Mulan first stood up immediately, she seemed a little nervous, but still hurriedly approached Mulan.

"Mr. Jonest, next weekend, Manor No. 6, Guishu District, I have a dance, I, I want to invite you to participate, can you?"

prom?

"Uh, sorry, I can't dance."

"It doesn't matter if you can't dance. In fact, I can't dance either. Many people can't dance!"

The girl's eyes were full of anticipation, and Mulan wanted to refuse again. He thought of where Manor No. 6 was, and guessed the meaning of the ball. How obsessed Mulan used to be in revitalizing the Joneses, even now Mulan is still I can feel this obsession deeply.

Maybe it's not a bad idea to meet some famous people.
"Okay, I can go to learn more, I hope I won't make a fool of myself."

"Crack~"

The girl clapped her hands happily.

"That's great. I'll send someone to send you invitations. Where do you live, Mr. Jonest?"

This time Mulan had to give his address, and then said goodbye again and left quickly.

As soon as Mulan left, the girl in the warm room was about to jump for joy.

"Very good, I met Mr. Mullan Jones himself, he looked more handsome than the picture, Hemir, I invited him, and he agreed!"

"Oh, yes."

Hermel didn't seem to be in high spirits, and was still sad for Mr. Worf's absence.

(End of this chapter)