Alice's Dream Club

After communicating with each other, the dozen or so people left the small village in different directions, including Mr. Qi.

What surprised Lynch was that the moment those people left the village, they changed into different appearances, as if there was some kind of power in the village that changed their clothes for a second when the people inside went out.

This kind of power is somewhat similar to the one-click appearance change package I have mastered, but it is far less real than my own.

Because just like that Mr. Qi, each of them has a somewhat rigid expression, and the aura they exude is not as real and lively as a real person.

Lin Qi rested his chin and said thoughtfully, "Xiao Ai... hiss!"

"Master, what did you just say?"

After trying his best to move his feet but failed, Lynch sucked in the air-conditioning and pretended nothing had happened, and said again: "Miss Alice... this is not okay!?"

"Alice."

"Succeeding Alice," Lynch asked after saving his little toe from under Alice's high heels, "I didn't expect to look it up when I went to the library—you know there are people like that in this world." Do departments like S.H.I.E.L.D., Time and Space Administration, Supernatural Control Center exist?"

"Of course," Alice had already picked up the record board that was hanging around her neck at some point when Lynch asked the question. There are similar organizations, some affiliated to the local area, some combined, and many.”

He took out a piece of plasticine from his pocket, and Lynch handed it to Alice.

There is a trace of rubbing on that piece of plasticine. The rubbing pattern is a hollowed out outline of the earth. Around the outline of the earth, there are several imprints similar to olive branches. A line of small characters is arranged under this pattern, but Due to the rubbing ability of plasticine, it is difficult to see what the small words represent.

"I handprinted this when I was collecting tips, please compare it for me."

After flipping through the content on the recording board for a while, Alice shook her head slightly.

"I didn't draw a picture."

Lynch: "..."

So after working for a long time, I still had to go back to the library to check it out. I squinted my eyes and looked at the small village that was getting weirder and weirder. Lynch opened the door to the club's living area.

Stepping into the gate of the club, it is not II who catches the eye.

Just when Lynch was wondering why he didn't see the second welcome this time, Alice gently tugged at Lynch's sleeve.

Looking in the direction of her finger, only then did I see the picture of the second king sleeping soundly against the door with a bamboo-patterned pillow in his arms. The second king slept soundly and made some slight snoring sounds from time to time.

Although the current season will not make II, who only wears a panda jumpsuit, catch a cold, and the environment in the club is unlikely to cause people to catch a cold, and it is even less likely to cause her to catch a cold with II's racial bonus, but Lynch still With a helpless smile, he gently hugged her horizontally.

The moment he was picked up, Er Shi threw down the pillow and wrapped his arms around Lynch's neck.

If she hadn't said "meat" with a smirk and then bit Lynch's clothes, even Lynch would have felt that the girl was deliberately trying to annoy Alice.

"Bah, toothless..."

After tilting his head with Alice, Lynch carried the Second King up to the second floor. He kept his movements as low as possible so as not to wake up the Second King, which would lead to some strange developments.

Alice also followed Lynch, but as long as the second dared to wake up suddenly to cause some strange developments, the baseball bat in her hand would dare to swing Lynch and the second down the stairs together.

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Opening the door of the Second King's bedroom, what he saw was a black and heavy coffin.

The bed was arranged in the middle of the room by the Second King. In the other vacant places, apart from a long table full of experimental supplies and manuscripts, there were only thick books left.

Those thick books are piled up into hills, and if you open any page of a book, you can see the dense gaze and her personal understanding written by the Second King.

There are even extended derivations and hand-drawn annotations for easy analysis.

At this moment, Lynch had a preliminary understanding of the identity of the second generation as a top student.

Carefully placed her in the coffin, closed the coffin lid, and Lynch added a dozen plum-blossom steel locks on the outside of the coffin.

Each lock locked the ends of two thick iron chains. After doing this, he began to pull out the glass shards on the soles of his feet in revenge.

——Yes, the reason why he locked it up for the Second Emperor was because he stepped on glass shards after opening the door in revenge.

Signaling Alice to make supper for herself, Lynch went straight to the library.

The appearance of the mysterious organization brought back the idea of ​​preparing for the worst in Lynch's heart. In theory, the club can be regarded as a part of the inner world. If there are these organizations that think they can control the inner world, then Alice Silk's Dream Club, a place that can easily escape the jurisdiction, is naturally a thorn in their eyes, or an object of interference.

In any case, it is the best choice to know all the details first.

When Lynch went to learn about those organizations, Wang Lin was also looking for information about Mr. Qi's affiliated organizations through his own network.

After returning home, Wang Lin found that the backs of the two envelopes had exactly the same stamp, which he had never seen before. Combined with what Mr. Qi talked to himself while drinking, he naturally wanted to rely on the collected information to make a final decision.

Wang Lin didn't think he was a good person, but he didn't want to do things that really bad people would do.

However, it was such a meeting full of information that made Wang Lin, who was busy all night, forget that he had signed an agreement with the most mysterious place during the day.

When the morning light shone through the window the next morning, Wang Lin also stretched his body in a state of exhaustion.

Some inquiries can get very little information, and even the people who have seen this logo have never known one.

Sighing, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

Just as he came to the door of the bathroom, the doorbell rang suddenly.

The crisp doorbell instantly dispelled all of Wang Lin's distress and exhaustion. He hurried to the door quietly and looked outside through the door mirror.

Seeing that it was Mr. Qi who came, and there was no one else following him, Wang Lin heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Opening the anti-theft door, Mr. Qi took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Wang Lin, if possible, please don't continue to behave in a mood that is meaningless and will cause trouble."

Facing Wang Lin's shocked gaze, Mr. Qi entered Wang Lin's residence.

The slightly dark atmosphere made Mr. Qi cough uncomfortably. After closing the door, Wang Lin invited Mr. Qi to the living room.

"If it caused trouble, I apologize." Since Mr. Qi would say that, he finally got an explanation for the reason why he worked hard all night but failed. He first made a cup of hot tea for Mr. Qi before continuing. "However, I hope Mr. Qi, you can understand my thoughts. I, Wang Lin, reselling business information is really not a good thing, but I also know some basics of life, so if your place is..."

"Ah, you don't have to worry about that," Mr. Qi interrupted with a smile after learning what Wang Lin meant, "In your words, although we are not very good people, we still won't do things that touch the law and morals." It’s a matter of the bottom line, it’s against our philosophy, it’s also against our regulations.”

"If it's really what you said..."

He interrupted Wang Lin flatly again, and Mr. Qi sighed softly.

"Mr. Wang, if you have inquired about the source of funds on the two cards, then you won't have so many doubts." Putting down the teacup in his hand, Wang Lin's tone suddenly became a little serious, "There is one thing, I need to talk to You say it clearly."

"What's up?"

"The tea is a little hard to drink."

Wang Lin: "..."

There was nothing worth discussing in the follow-up, and Mr. Qi left his residence after receiving Wang Lin's accurate answer.

Although he doesn't know how the other party will protect his own safety, but if he wants to be protected and learn more, what Wang Lin has to do now is to quickly complete his test task: to investigate the two companies more deeply. , to further discover the huge iceberg hidden under the thick fog.

After taking a shower, Wang Lin put away the two cards and left his residence.

It's easy to do things when you have a decision, so the first thing is: first go and see how much money is in the card.

It's not that Wang Lin is too worldly, but that there really is an old saying: money is easy to do.

Over the past night, not only Wang Lin had made a decision, but Lynch also had the discovery he wanted. He left the library with a huge book in his arms, and as soon as he came to the hanging terrace on the second floor, he glimpsed it from the corner of his eye. An extremely horrifying scene.

A coffin is being erected on the spot under the lobby!

Every time the coffin was erected, Lynch could hear the cry of "Hey!", and every time the coffin was turned back, he could also hear the cry of pain.

Alice was standing not far from the coffin, in front of her was her usual dining car, and some exquisite breakfasts were born one by one under her superb skills.

Seeing that Lynch was finally willing to come out of the library, she raised her head and smiled politely, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

He took out a toothbrush from behind, and Lynch put it in his mouth.

Turning over and jumping off the suspended platform on the second floor, with the light landing sound, Lynch brushed his teeth while waiting for the fracture to heal.

"It doesn't smell like soy milk, and it doesn't have that braised flavor."

"The soya-bean milk is sold out, and the wontons I made are blunt." Alice replied without looking back.

Feeling that his legs were almost sharp, Lynch directly put the classic book in his hand, which was almost half his size, on the coffin of the second king.

The book fell into the coffin, and an amazing scene happened: the coffin couldn't stand up!

It was also at this time that the Second Emperor's displeased roar came from inside the coffin: "Who is so wicked! Didn't you see others doing morning exercises! Take the stone away!"

As soon as the words fell, a real boulder suddenly appeared on the coffin.

When Lynch came back after washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he immediately sighed at Alice's amazing artistic talent.

"Wuzhishan is not bad, it's a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western styles when it's holding a vampire, with two styles..."

"Have a meal!"

Before he finished speaking, a steamed stuffed bun blocked Lynch's mouth.