Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Michelle pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and looked all around from left to right. She uncomfortably discovered that her attire did not give her a little privacy. The ordinary pedestrians on Ogier Street looked at this small Hermann carapace, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and wearing obvious clothes. More than five sneaky women.

Michelle was a little irritable, she tore off her sunglasses, and took it back unaccustomed, attracting more attention. She lowered her head, hid her face on her side, quickly walked away from her car, stood still in front of a door on the street, knocking impatiently.

Ogier Street, the graffiti on the building should be a feature here. Those young people with spray paint paint on any vertical plane, and they dont care whether the place they mess is someones window or Facade. At this moment Michelle knocked on the door… Wait, let’s take a closer look. This is a keyhole on the huge iron door in the sky.

Michelle irritably wiped the black paint on the knuckles, approached the door she had knocked on, and whispered, “Customer 13.”

“You come Its early.” The voice behind the door responded, “Its not your turn.”

“What does it matter.” Michelle stood impatiently in front of the door, watching the street in the afternoon. , She was disappointed to find that her attention had not diminished in the slightest. People bored on the street looked at this uncomfortable woman with interest.

Michelle seemed to be impatient, fingers kept trying to push the door, her voice increased unconsciously and trembling unnaturally, “Would you like to let me in!”

“Uh, forget it.” The door opened, and the interior space was displayed behind the opened door, but it did not destroy the overall graffiti on the wall because the door was as dark as the interior.

Michelle stepped into the darkness, and the uncomfortable attention on the street finally disappeared. But Michelle’s mood not at all improved a bit. After adapting to the dim room, the environment here and the Indian man in front of her gave her an uncomfortable feeling, no less than the passers-by on the street!

Michelle helplessly said, “This is as smelly as the sewer!”

If you insist, this is like a laboratory, and Maggie Crescent is there. The perfume room in the basement of the house is the same, full of medicine bottles, reagents, and strangely shaped materials. It’s not fragrant at all here, Michelle said, it smells like the sewer.

An Indian man with a Poirot tie between his collar and his mouth was bent, and the dim light pulled a gloomy shadow on the innate and deep silhouette of the Indian. This man’s face made people feel gloomy.

“If you don’t like it here, you can go.” The man waved his hand, walked back to his workbench, and began to fiddle with the unidentified food, stuffed it into a wooden bowl, mashed it, and dulled “I can save some of the reserved inventory.” He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Michelle. “Maybe it can be sold at a better price.” He blinked, “You know, Now’Valmina’ is in Barton, oh no, in the Federation, it is out of print.”

Yes, it is’Valmina’ that should have disappeared!

“Boyson!” Michelle took off his sunglasses and stared at the man in front of the workbench, “You better be self-conscious! Don’t play with me! I can easily tell my boss about you!

Michelles Boss, Smith.

“he he he …” a weird chuckle, from the throat of an Indian man named Boyson, “Just kidding, you are my’Boss’.” Boyi Sen put down the things in his hand and slowly took out a plastic pouch filled with white pills from the drawer under the workbench, “Have you got cash?” Michelle moved very quickly. Sunglasses were inserted directly into the neckline, the purse in his hand was opened, and the thick brown yellow envelope was taken out of the bag and passed directly to Boyson.

Boyson took the envelope, but the hand holding the plastic pouch did not hand out the’cargo’. Instead, he took it back when Michelle was about to touch it. “Wait a minute.” He bends He smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, “Even though it is a regular customer, I still need to count.”

Michelle stared at the small bag of pills that he hadn’t gotten, took a deep breath, and could only wait gloomily.

Boyson seemed to be indifferent to the customers mood at all. He opened the envelope slowly, and took a breath in the envelope, “This is the most fragrant thing.” He took it out and started. Looking through the large Dole banknotes one by one.

Michelle frowned gradually, ignoring the pouch beside Boyson.

“Do you know.” Boyson checked the banknotes slowly, not knowing whether it was a juggling or some other thought, and glanced at Michelle with a chuckle, “As an old customer, I have to Just a reminder.”

Michelle didnt want to listen, but it didnt matter. Boyson continued, “You have to control your own dosage.” He tilted his head and grinned, “Just like me He said.” He checked the finger of the banknote and clicked on the swollen pouch. “These all are my inventory. If it’s gone, it’s gone.”

This statement should have caused some Michelle Attention, her sight deviated slightly from the small bag of pills, and her brow furrowed deeper, “Also as I said before, don’t play with me! Did you forget that I did and so on! This thing can do as much as you want! “

By the way, don’t forget that Michelle is doing and so on. A highly talented student majoring in biochemistry has entered the building materials industry, but we all know that in the Smith Group, Michelle has given full play to her professional position and is still quite the core……

“tsk tsk tsk.” Bo Yi Sen raised a finger, shook it at Michelle, and looked around his workshop, “It is because I know that I remind you. You should have better studios and equipment, right? Why? Don’t take one or two to analyze it.” Boyson once again pointed to the small bag filled with white pills on his hand and looked at Michelle with a smile.

Michelle’s face was momentarily unnatural.

“Ah!” Boyson smiled brightly, “Have you done this kind of thing? He he he.”

Michelle did it, this The reason is simple. Would a burger seller be willing to spend money to buy someone elses burger? This behavior is stupid. Michelle is not stupid, even so, she is still a regular customer.

“It’s okay.” Boyson waved his hand relaxedly, “After all, we are colleagues, I won’t blame you at all.” Boyson blinked, “In fact, I can tell you honestly. , There is a very, very special material in’Valmina’, which is different from what you said. You can’t do as much as you want.”

Boyson narrowed his eyes and dimmed In the middle, I cant see if Im thinking, and the voice goes low, “Unfortunately, I dont have this special material anymore.”

Then it seemed to mutter to himself, “If its early I know, thirteen years ago, I would take a little more. Now this one is not easy to handle.”

I hope everyone knows what this whisper is talking about!

But, Michelle, dont care what the uncomfortable Indian murmured. She only cared that Boyson finally checked all the banknotes and took it. The small bag that was about to be seen through, stuffed it into the bag, warning, “I don’t care! You should be clear, it’s best to have’stock’ next time I come!”

“he he he…” With a chuckle of unknown meaning, Boyson closed the envelope and returned to the materials on the test bench, “When the time comes, let’s see.”

Michelle no longer paid Attention to, opened the door and stepped out the dark’keyhole’ in one step. She lowered her head and put on her sunglasses again, thinking she would be greeted by uncomfortable attention from the street.

But she was wrong. The roar that broke out in an instant and the rays of light were bright red in the afternoon, successfully drawing everyone’s attention to the south. Including Michelle herself.

“What happened?” Someone on the street began to look south, and asked in the air.

“Hell, the direction of the Hermann factory?” Someone answered into the air.

Michelle only froze for a moment and shook his head. This is an opportunity, so hurry up. After getting in the car, he drove away from Ogier in a moment.