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Chapter 304 The Little Girl in the Corridor

"Oh."

Liu Yonglu nodded and stopped talking. Now was not the place to talk about this.

Prince Andrew, although General Sisram is usually cheerful with him, it is because he is also a member of the system and he always does things in a straightforward manner.

But if someone really wants to threaten the system currently controlled by this group of people, Liu Yonglu has no doubt that these people will be more ruthless than each other.

"Okay, tonight's dinner belongs to you young people. Don't sit here and ask questions to an old guy like me. Go find Millie Tang."

Talking about witches in the royal summer palace, General Norman only mentioned it briefly and was unwilling to say more. He waved his hand lazily. Liu Yonglu was satisfied with the answer he wanted, so he put out his cigarette and left the courtyard.

"Where did Mr. Millie Tang go just now?"

"Please wait a moment. Let me ask something."

The waiter pulled a maid over to ask, and after a while she came back to Liu Yonglu and answered respectfully:
"The Veroselli room on the west side. Do you want to go there? I'll lead the way for you."

Liu Yonglu nodded, and the two of them walked around the sun-filled porch. Liu Yonglu pondered over what General Norman had just said in his mind, and his eyes scanned the huge oil paintings hanging on the walls of the Summer Palace.

Oil paintings are generally portraits of royal figures and religious myths related to various saint sects.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute."

Liu Yonglu called the waiter and turned to look at the wall on one side. He saw an oil painting of a huge bronze gate rising from the sea. In front of the gate stood a young man wearing a linen robe and an olive branch wreath on his head. He was leading the people behind him towards the gate, holding a bunch of brass keys in his hand.

"Mr. Rich, this painting is called "The Guidance of Saint Barlaan" and was painted by the famous court painter Mural Sandro."

"Quite interesting."

Liu Yonglu stroked his chin and thought to himself that I also have something to do with this:
"Okay, continue leading the way."

After looking at the paintings, Liu Yonglu continued walking forward with the waiter. When he turned a corner, he ran into two acquaintances.

The one in front was wearing a dark grey suit and a gold tie, his slicked back hair, and his beard was clean shaved today. He was none other than "Boastful" Marquette.

Following behind was a beautiful girl in a dark green evening dress, carrying a large suitcase in her hands. No one knew what was inside. It was the "character in the play" DeLorean.

It was not surprising to see them. Today, all the elites from the Investigation Department were among the guests, responsible for the security of the dinner.

"Brother, where is your female companion?"

"Female companion? Oh, Fenana. I brought her in with your name and let her play by herself. After all, we still have a mission to complete today, so we don't have much time to chat and make love with her."

Marquette pretended to be relaxed, but Liu Yonglu knew what kind of person Marquette was usually like. He estimated that after the dinner started, he was just pretending, and when he saw that there was nothing else to do, he went to find his female companion to have fun.

The Summer Palace waiter behind Liu Yonglu seemed to be very knowledgeable about the rules. When he saw that Prince Andrew's guest wanted to chat, he consciously retreated to a position seven or eight meters behind the three people.

"Ricky, I just came out of the lounge, and Dora and Miss White are still waiting for you. You are really brave."

As he spoke, Marquette pointed his finger at the room in the distance, which meant, "Do you dare to call other girls to attend?" He even called two in one breath.

"Hey, that's not a big deal. Don't underestimate Mi Li'er, who is usually very talented and well-educated. In fact, I am the one who makes decisions inside and outside the house."

Marquette knew that he was pretending to be arrogant, but he couldn't see through it so he didn't say anything and patted Liu Yonglu on the shoulder.

"By the way, big brother, what are you doing here? Why are you carrying a big box, DeLorean? Why don't you store it first? It's too heavy."

"Miss Millie Tang..., you just asked us to do something, and here are the props we need."

DeLorean was also shocked today. She had suspected Millie Tang's gender before, but today it was completely confirmed. She just didn't know why Miss Millie Tang chose to make it public today.

"Oh, okay, go do your thing, I'll see you later, I'm going to talk to Mi Li'er about something."

Liu Yonglu waved behind him and continued walking forward, lowering his head and muttering softly as he walked:
"Hey, Mi Li'er, you look so handsome in this outfit today..."

"No, no, it's still the backstage feeling. It has to be more romantic. The problem is how romantic it is..."

"Miss Mi Li'er, the night is beautiful tonight. Would you like to dance with me?"

"Oh, it's quite sour, but my little girl likes this sour taste. This sentence is fine, but it's not enough to just dance. We also need to invent an attitude and work hard for several months. We have to finally get it."

"Miss Mi Li'er, how about we talk about..."

"Hey, I can't open my mouth. I have to change my words. Ahem, Mi Li'er, can we take our revolutionary friendship to the next level?"

"Hey, that's a good sentence."

What was Liu Yonglu talking to himself about? He was rehearsing and would be dancing with Mi Li'er soon. If he said he wasn't nervous, he would be a fool.

Although Liu Yonglu is smart and eloquent, he is just a "haiqing" when it comes to feelings.

Why? He studied hard and devoted himself to his studies in school. He didn't want to fall in love. No, he wanted to fall in love, but there was always a hurdle on the road to love, which was crosstalk. When he was in school, crosstalk was not popular. Not only was it not popular, it was actually going downhill. The classmates in the class usually discussed basketball games, pop songs, and Hong Kong and Taiwan stars, but not crosstalk.

So even though Liu Yonglu was eloquent, had a good temper and personality, and looked decent, he was not very popular in front of the little girl, all because of his identity as the president of the crosstalk club.

When young girls chat with each other, they all say their boyfriends are the captain of the basketball team or the bassist in the band. If a girl says that her boyfriend is a funny guy, she will be embarrassed. Therefore, Liu Yonglu has repeatedly encountered setbacks in his pursuit of love, and he is not very skilled at confessing his love.

He muttered to himself as he walked, but after three minutes he looked up and smacked his lips, realizing that the corridor of the Summer Palace looked a little different.

The width and length are similar, and there are countless light-colored wooden doors on both sides, but the color of the carpet underfoot and the positions of the surrounding windows have changed.

Originally the carpets in the Summer Palace were light camel-colored, but now they had changed into a yellow and red checkered pattern. The windows on one side also disappeared, replaced by light-colored wallpaper. There were no oil paintings on the walls, but glass photo frames. The landscape photos in the frames were blurry, and Liu Yonglu didn't look at them closely.

"Hey, where is that Willow-something-something-li room?"

He turned around and asked the waiter...but found that there was no one behind him.

What happened? Did I lose him because I was too far away? This Summer Palace is too big and I don’t know where to go. Liu Yonglu looked around, trying to find a maid to ask, but after hesitating and turning two corridors, he didn’t see anyone.

Hey, that’s new. Is the Summer Palace so big?
Footsteps fell on the soft carpet without making a sound. Similar repetitive corridors receded in the field of vision, and there was a smell in the nose...similar to that of preservatives.

After turning another corridor, Liu Yonglu suddenly saw a little girl in black clothes and skirt with two pigtails. She was about four or five years old and was standing at the end of the corridor, looking at him.

The sudden change made Liu Yonglu take a step back. He wondered whose child was this, standing there without saying a word.

"Little girl, listen to me, how do I get to Vero's room?"

The little girl looked at him without saying anything. Only then did Liu Yonglu realize that the lights around him had changed at some point. Perhaps because there were no windows in the corridor, the chandelier above his head was on, and warm yellow light was cast down. The little girl just stood there in a daze.

"You are so young, so tender, and so hard of hearing."

Liu Yonglu muttered something under his breath and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Little girl, do you know the way? Show me the way."

This time the little girl did react. She turned sideways and walked down the corridor beside her, and soon disappeared from Liu Yonglu's sight.

Hmm? Liu Yonglu turned his head and looked behind him again.

It was still the same monotonous and boring corridor. The waiter who led me in was gone, and there were no other guests.

There was no choice but for Liu Yonglu to follow the direction of the little girl.

At the same time, in a luxurious carriage outside the Summer Palace, Balkan, who was lying down, suddenly sat up straight, and the crow skull in his hand fell to the ground. He turned pale, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice after a long while:

"Xia... a certain god appeared in the Xia Palace."

His companions in the carriage looked at him with surprise. Some of them held on to chairs and wanted to jump out of the carriage, but after thinking it over, they sat down again.

Although they were Prince Herama's staff and close followers, they had a natural awe and fear of the gods, and no one wanted to take the risk if they had a choice.

Balkan stepped back and recalled everything that had just happened. Prince Herama was supposed to bring a few attendants to the opening dinner, but the Investigation Department got their portraits from some unknown channel and politely informed Herama not to bring them in.

It has to be said that New Newrent is still someone else's territory after all, and it is clear who among the prince's team is proficient in occult knowledge.

Several of the prince's staff were worried about his safety and wanted to take advantage of the opening dinner to obtain more intelligence, so they parked the carriage in front of the gate of the Summer Palace and had Herama use the "Raven's Skull" to conduct reconnaissance and surveillance.

Unexpectedly, the crow suddenly lost consciousness when it was flying over the west corridor on the first floor. Balkan was connected to the crow's spirit at the time, so he naturally felt the strong fluctuation of consciousness for a short time.

The god that has now descended upon the Summer Palace is of a higher status than the one the prince himself worships, and...

Balkan didn't dare to think any further. His mental strength was not high enough to judge the status of a god. He was thinking about the other party's intentions.

Was it a deity worshipped by the royal family of Mosesad, or were they unaware of this?
Both are possible. If a god of this status really wants to hide his actions, ordinary people will definitely not be able to sense it. What does this lord want to do?

And in the corridor of the Summer Palace, Liu Yonglu was still chasing the little girl.

The little girl was a cat-like person and walked very quietly. Liu Yonglu could only barely see half of her figure every time he turned around the corridor.

If I walk fast, she also walks fast; if I walk slowly, she also walks slowly.

Although you are here to chase girls today, you are too young.

Finally, Liu Yonglu completely lost the little girl in a corridor. He sucked his teeth and walked slowly forward, and saw the door of a room on the left side of the corridor opened.

There was no light on inside, probably because the curtains were drawn, and it was pitch black inside.

Looking towards the outside of the door, there was no room name written on it, only a lonely house number "237"!
Everyone, due to my mood recently, my writing state may be a little up and down. Please bear with me. I will adjust as soon as possible.

Also, let me talk about the next stage of writing plan. I still owe 5 extra articles. I am preparing to start paying back the debt recently. Haha, the specific day depends on my condition.

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(End of this chapter)