Overturned Tower

"I also can!"

Paradise Bird nodded cautiously and said, "I can eat anything."

Hearing this, Russell raised his eyebrows slightly.

She is willing to talk in public places like barbecue restaurants, which means that what she wants to say to Russell will not be too secretive.The degree of guarantee is not that high, but I just don't want the two angels to hear it.

Fortunately, Wuming's emotional intelligence is high enough to understand their subtext, and he also allows Paradise Bird and Russell to have some little secrets of their own... Otherwise, it would be troublesome for the stupid dog with the horn to catch up with it.

If they are locked in the executive office, they will not be able to leave even if they want to.

This also prevents being tracked.

Although it may be a little too cautious, it is for the safety of Paradise Bird after all.This is not an exaggeration.

...However, suddenly there are three more colleagues.

They were even seconded from the church.

Russell was somewhat uncomfortable for a while.

In front of the angels, he didn't even feel ashamed to touch fish... oh, no.

The inferior has already left, and he has nothing left to touch.

That's fine.

Hopefully the Angels can help Russell with some of the work...

But without warning, two capable thugs were called in, and they didn't even report to Delphinium... It seemed a bit rushed.

Russell knew very well that the thugs brought in by the company were actually those two angels.

The Bird of Paradise is only a "supervisor" in name, because the church is unwilling to let the angel out of its sight.Although she also wants to join the Special Executive Department, such a natural saint obviously cannot be dispatched easily.

Is the company realizing that they may be short of people next?

In other words, the company has realized that there will be a large-scale "wave of uncoded people"...

"By the way, I can drive." The horn was still a little unwilling, "How about I drive you there?

"I want to eat barbecue too, Ultramarine!"

"Okay, okay... Bishop, she hasn't seen Qunqing for a long time. It's rare to meet, give them some private space."

Wuming closed his eyes, slowly coiled up and said in a warm voice: "Be quiet, Bugle. I want to take a nap."

"Oh……"

The horn is not happy.

Watching Russell and the Bird of Paradise leave, he couldn't help asking: "What will they talk about together? Are they familiar... ignorance?"

Wuming was already coiled under the air conditioner, quietly and quietly.

Although I know that Wuming is probably not asleep, I just don't want to care about myself.But the horn still didn't bother the ignorant nap.

He started running around the office a little anxiously.

Soon, he dug out two bottles of Coke and a glass of ice cream from the refrigerator.

"Drink, ignorance?"

The horn said cheerfully: "Qun Qing told us that we can drink whatever we want."

Wuming remained silent with his eyes closed.

Bugle first took a sip of himself, then started wandering around the office while slowly wagging his tail while holding a Coke.It's like patrolling the territory.

"Speaking of which, I heard that our minister is also a relative of the canine family, right?"

The Horn said to himself: "But how come I don't smell her much?

"Aren't the canine soul relatives keen to leave a scent now? Uh...it seems wrong too. Qunqing smells like a young woman, is that the minister?

"Wow, she doesn't know the unspoken rules of Ultramarine?"

He thought about it, and carefully looked at everything in the room without opening the drawer.

Wuming, on the other hand, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, quietly saying nothing.

Just then, Bugle wandered over to the desk.

"Hey, what is this? A suspected demon report... Is this what we will do in the future?"

"Don't look at that."

Suddenly, Wuming closed his eyes and said, "That's a very high level of secrecy, it's impolite to look at it without permission."

"You really didn't sleep—"

The horn suddenly jumped from the desk to Wuming.

After squatting down, he handed the half-drunk Coke to Wuming's mouth: "Drink it? Do you want it? Although the brand has changed, it tastes the same as it was 100 years ago. It's still cold...or do you want to drink it?" Unopened?"

Wuming remained silent again, as if falling asleep.

"Tsk."

Bugle, who couldn't get a response from his companion, gritted his teeth in displeasure, and began to walk around with his nose sniffling: "With Qunqing's character, there should be snacks in the office..."

After being warned by ignorance, he did not look at the documents on the table anymore.

No matter how restless his personality is, his moral standard is indeed that of an angel.

On the other side, Russell took Paradise Bird back to the barbecue shop.

"Hey, the boss came to the front desk in person today?"

Russell warmly greeted the strong middle-aged man with a pair of bull horns.

With the popularity of Qunqing, although he only came a few times, the boss has known him for a long time.

The bold boss even dared to joke with Russell: "Hey, Qunqing has a new girlfriend today?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is my sister."

Russell said with a smile, and patted Paradise Bird on the shoulder: "This is a poor child. Next time I see him, I have to give you a discount, right?"

"Don't do it next time, let's do it this time."

The boss with ox horns replied cheerfully: "I will give you a plate of snowflake beef, and I will give you a plate of beef tongue... I remember you like this? Do you want a drink, little girl?"

Although he is a relative of Niuke, the boss is unambiguous when he sells beef.

The boss's classic saying is, "Barbecue is not good for any other meat, it must be beef to be delicious."

"Yes, do you have watermelon juice..."

Paradise Bird said with some embarrassment: "Or pumpkin juice is also fine."

"It's a bit worse, let's all have a drink."

The boss laughed loudly: "Today I invite——to drink, both of you?"

"No."

"Speaking of which," the boss winked at Qunqing, "I didn't deny that the little white dog was your girlfriend just now."

The delphinium used to come here to eat occasionally by itself.

Although I don't know the name of the delphinium, it is easy to remember it with its appearance.

Russell was noncommittal about this: "Let's have another lamb chop and a cheese sizzling chicken. If it's not enough, order more."

"Okay—by the way, barbecue still smells like beef."

"There's enough beef."

Russell smiled: "Is there any private room? If possible, open a private room for us."

"Go straight to the third one. I'll turn on the KTV for you too."

The boss guessed easily that Qunqing suddenly brought a young girl to his place and wanted to open a private room, probably related to business.

Probably to talk about something secret.

He didn't want to overhear that kind of secret... Secrets can kill people's lives.

In the private room, there is also the cover of music, and the difficulty of eavesdropping will become very high.It is also not easy to suddenly hear something that should not be heard when the food is served.

It's not the first time the boss has dealt with this kind of thing - these days, it's hard to get along if you don't wink at the store.

Chapter 20 The Lost Angels

After Russell entered the door, the first thing to do was to turn off the dazzling neon lights like a nightclub.

Then there is the cut song.

He didn't order a song, but cut several default playlists one after another, staying on a recitative music with some vaporwave style.

Even if you don't sing with a microphone, just listening to the melodious and soothing soundtrack is not bad.

"It gives people a very elegant and light feeling."

Paradise Bird whispered.

But she soon realized that her voice was covered by the music, so she amplified her voice a little: "Feeling... psychedelic?"

"That's it."

Russell smiled.

This is not steamwave music in the strict sense, or the world does not have that concept.But this kind of dynamic electronic synthesis music emphasizes adding a sense of stutter and distortion to the melodious and smooth rhythm.This kind of soothing music that can give people a sense of psychedelia has become more popular in Happy Island in recent years.Over there in the pendulum district, even on the street, this music is played.

But for Russell, this similar music style has become a kind of retro nostalgia - nostalgia for another world that only exists in his memory and can never go back.

Russell sat on the sofa and let the Bird of Paradise sit next to him.Too far away and communicating under the shadow of the music can become tiring.

For the first time, Paradise Bird sat so close to Russell, almost sticking together.

She put her legs together, her hands nervously pressed down the white short skirt, and smoothed out the wrinkles of the skirt without any trace.

She complained softly: "Why is there a KTV in this kind of store..."

"This is actually the main business."

Russell couldn't help laughing out loud: "Barbecues don't make that much money. Those barbecue places in the hall outside are only used to recoup costs and maintain popularity."

"Huh? Is that so?"

"Of course. Even if it's processed food, it won't be very high... After all, it's all synthetic meat. It can be produced with a single button."

Whether it is fried chicken or barbecue, the raw materials can only be synthetic.

Poultry meat is okay, there are still quite a few centralized farms in the lower city.There are also some pork, but the price will be much higher.

And the real beef and mutton can only be imported from Taoyuan Island...Only in the restaurants affiliated to Taoyuan Commercial Bank can there be "real food"; the seafood market affiliated to Hudson will also sell some that have not been polluted Seafood, but the prices are quite expensive.

——Of course, the food synthesis technology of this era is very advanced.

In terms of taste and taste, the degree of simulation is very high, and even many unnecessary parts have been eliminated.

To put it simply, the fish that everyone eats usually has no spines. Although "steak meat" is called steak, it has no bones.

The kind with bones is either a higher-end imitation meat, or the price will be more expensive.

Of course, it is also synthetic meat, will the addition of that bone affect the taste?

The answer is no.

But it can be made more expensive.

"Under such circumstances, the price of food cannot be high. Because the purchase price is too low... Maybe the price of better seasoning will be higher than that of meat.

"However, the price of wine will be higher. Because the winemaking process is different, the lower city will only provide syrup, puree or fruit, but the wine is brewed in the factory in the upper city.

"This also means that the profit of wine is very high. The KTV model is just to mobilize the atmosphere and sell more wine..."

When Russell said this, he couldn't help laughing: "You should also know the kind of 'bad wine' in the downtown area. It is made from syrup... After all, the raw materials are everywhere, and the principle is not complicated. You can learn it with a little trial. But after all, it is just moonshine, and there is definitely a gap between the special taste of the upper city that is adjusted by adding many complex flavors.

"It's just the taste of wine itself, no matter how much it is used, it can only be called 'bad wine' in this era. People who don't drink just don't like to drink it.

"After all, these long-lived elves are very concerned about enjoyment. It is simply a luxury with a high price but is too ordinary to use, which is meaningless to them-their worth does not need to be marked with that kind of thing. Elvish language is enough. So things that sell well at a high price must be really good things... put it on wine, even non-drinkers will find it very delicious after a sip, this is The result of market selection."

"You know a lot..."