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Chapter 221 It Can Be Called a Coincidence
Although Hall 2 of Jiemen Sculpture Impression Hall is a large exhibition hall, the oblique columns and walls form a certain visual effect of being divided.

Entertainment area, rest area, sculpture exhibition area, and the central area with towering giant sculptures that cannot be seen in their entirety.

Omer, who came on a stroll, naturally saw the pedestrians rushing behind him in a hurry.

The much-emptier venue was still noisy, with disturbing human voices coming from the front, from his side, and from the rear, and he tried to sort out everyone from it with his usual expression.

'Come on, I don't want to use insurance here. '

'Dimensional shock?In this kind of place? '

'Is this not your arrangement?Okay, um, um, let's go as soon as possible. '

'Your target is not him, is it? '

'go fast'

'Boom, boom, boom—boom! '

Very recognizable, lacking in characteristics, mixed together voices, even the voices of teammates, and Omer's greeting to the mourners: "Rhode Island should have contacted the police, right?"

"There is no result in monitoring and reading, and time travel is hindered by some residual power." Nian, who was already standing in the distance, replied as if talking to himself, as if he did not consider whether the distance and the volume could reach the question in the ears of the listener.

There is no need for headphones. It is not so much a temptation as an indication.

"So you think the venue itself is involved?"

Homa didn't care about exposing his extraordinaryness, he turned his head and walked towards the sound of the sound, where the tall and straight figure in ordinary clothes was making a light shot, with refined and beautiful movements.

On the pool table, she is constantly changing her position in front of the pool table, but the same thing is that she can pocket every time she hits the ball.

This kind of technology should have attracted a lot of voices and eyes, but at this moment, only Omer who approached was the only spectator.

Yes, only.

The mourner didn't follow, and after seeing his colleague from Rhodes Island, the able-bodied white-haired man whispered to him for instructions to act alone temporarily.

That's true, but it's actually in the field of vision that can be seen from a distance when you turn around. After all, this exhibition hall is such a field of vision.

Omer would naturally agree. In fact, when he noticed that the billiard player in front of him was here, he felt half-steady, and the commission this time could indeed be settled as soon as possible.

Because that pool player is the symbol of Sirius.

Aside from what I saw on the screen or on paper, Omer saw her once in the subway, Takarazuka Kinen twice, and now, this is the fourth time I saw her.

Only at this moment, he waited for a few seconds, watching the other party pocket the last billiard ball with one five and then turned his head to look at it, did he say hello for the first time:
"Hello, Miss Sirius Symbol."

"It's you," the brown-haired Ma Niang raised her eyebrows. She seemed a little surprised, but she wasn't too surprised. She just looked at Aomer and asked, "Just you?"

"I think I'm enough alone."

"It's really lonely," said Ma Niang, glanced at the pool cue in her hand, and suddenly handed it to Aomer, "Would you like to have a shot?"

With the sirens and evacuation urging sounds repeating in the background, she issued such an invitation, and the aggression almost overflowed in her rosy eyes.

This second horse girl who made a name for herself in the younger generation of symbolists, is different from the calm kingly demeanor of the first one, and is more like a general who conquers cities and plunders land.

But also in Omer's understanding.

Whether it's her self-confident and arrogant bearing, or her frivolous temperament, they were once her promotional features in the Tianmen City arena.

As far as Omer personally is concerned, he has no bad feelings.

After all, what he wanted to say was not polite: "Is there any reward for a shot in this situation?"

"It's really utilitarian, you," the Sirius symbol with a slightly weaker smile, looked a little more serious, "You are the third one to bargain with me like this."

There was some oppression in those rose-red eyes, but it dissipated in the smile that suddenly opened in the next second: "It's okay, just give a little encouragement to a lonely trainer who doesn't have a horse girl."

Ma Niang?

Regarding the position of the symbolists, Homa has three partial guesses, which are nothing more than participation or neutrality.

As for the symbol of Sirius that can be seen here, Omer thought that he could make a certain conclusion, especially when the other party asked "just you", Omer thought that she was asking her team members, This further clarifies the direction of the previous inference.

Based on this direction, what is "solitary" can be regarded as a mild ridicule.

But when he heard the words now, he hesitated again.

She seemed to be just asking herself why did she come to the venue alone?
But no matter what, he took the cue, and after looking it over a bit, he pulled out a cue slightly longer than ten centimeters from the side, put down the briefcase in his hand, and turned to lift the chocolate powder against the cue head. Lightly sanded.

"Very proficient." He didn't care about the opponent's change of clubs. Rather, it was just because he saw the opponent's change of clubs. On the contrary, the bright Sirius symbol said, and pressed the button beside the pool table.

The sphere in the ball bag instantly turned into several blue lights, gathered in the magic circle above the pool table, and then fell steadily, turning into an extremely neat triangle.

"Play often?" she asked.

The billiard player chooses the cue smoothly. The length, thickness, and weight are all points of consideration. I didn't expect the opponent to play what kind of Sirius. I was a little surprised to see him changing the cue and smooth grinding movements.

"Not to mention," Homa, who found a position and bowed his pole, stared at the billiard ball in front of him. "It's just the mastery that was used to train strength."

Heart, eyes, mind, arms, billiards pay attention to the integration of the four, and then grasp the strength.

Omer had been recommended this type of exercise, but for a student with financial constraints and a busy schedule, it was time to give up after trying it a few times.

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But even so, the bar where he works has a pool table, and occasionally he is called by the boss to play with him, which can be regarded as a little proficiency in prostitution for nothing.

Like the technique of sliding a wine glass.

At this moment, the big triangle composed of 15 balls was stable, and was easily overturned by a white ball. The considerable force brought about high-frequency collisions and roundabouts, and the numbers from 1 to 7 jumped on the scoring board projected above the table.

"A result that far exceeded expectations, so what do you want?" Sirius turned around in surprise, and saw the young man looking down at the leather tip of the club in his hand.

Her calm face was full of ancient well-being, very much like the first two people she mentioned just now.

The joyful mood just now poured cold water on it.

The young man who was expecting him to grow up suddenly became very uncomfortable, and she was naturally unhappy.

"Ask a few questions." Homa said, put the club back to its original place, picked up the briefcase again, and looked back at the hall that had been completely deserted.

By the way, he also looked at Mostima who was approaching the entrance of the hall.

The cognition of 'you can find him for any problem' is really... a good thing.

He is not a social fear who is not good at rejecting, it is always a good thing to gain such trust.

"Captain, have you gained something?" Mostima approached and asked.

"You caught up with the harvest time." Omer said, looking at the Sirius symbol again.

"It turns out that you are not lonely." Sirius stared at Mostima, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Captain, so you are not here to visit."

"So you really think I'm here to visit?"

"I'm still feeling in my heart that it was a coincidence." The brunette horse girl twitched her lips.

"That's true, I didn't expect to see you on the first floor." Homa said, and then looked at the flashing police lights beside him.

"I ask the first question, the alarm, the idea of ​​evacuating the crowd, do you know?"

(End of this chapter)