Lillian's Melaleuca routine

Aya clasped her hand in front of Fyodor's desk, and returned his gaze.

"Are you looking at him?" she asked.

Fyodor nodded, his face full of worry.

Ling approached him, unconsciously lowered her voice: "Observe him first, don't be impulsive, Fyodor."

Judging from Ling's understanding in the past few days, although Fyodor is a nice person, he is not that kind of nice guy.

But Aya is really afraid that Fyodor will rush out to find the sociopath who looks like a potential criminal.Although he has supernatural powers, what if he is a weak chicken with supernatural powers?And this down jacket is not easy to deal with at first sight.

Besides, Ling also wanted to see what that person was doing with the mentality of watching a play.

Anyway, as long as people don't die, it's fine.

"Okay." Fyodor also said quietly.

The two were lying on the table, head to head together, whispering.

The people around are still doing everything as usual, and it seems that they have not noticed any abnormalities outside.There are not many people in this high-end restaurant, and the privacy protection is well done. Every seat is separated. At this time, there is no one else besides Ling and Fyodor by the window.

"Is he coming to our restaurant?" Aya asked.

"Looks like it is."

"If he wants to steal money, it's too blatant, and why would he go to a restaurant to steal money?" Ling was a little confused about the purpose of this weird person.

"It should be to seek revenge." Fyodor said, he used an affirmative tone.

"Lillian, you have to be careful." He added, "If something goes wrong, you just leave first, okay?"

Focusing on that person, the two had their own thoughts, but neither of them planned to leave.

The young man in the down jacket had already reached the door at this time, and swaggered in through the automatic door.The waiter at the door greeted him with a smile on his face, without the slightest bit of boredom.Unexpectedly, the black down jacket didn't make any movements, just followed the waiter with a good attitude and sat down on the seat with a calm face.

The down jacket sat down in a place near them, and because of the partition, it was impossible to see the scene from the other side.

Another waiter went up to him with the menu. He took the order in the down jacket and unceremoniously ordered a lot of dishes. It sounded like a lot of food. After ordering, he held up a card and handed it to the person standing beside him. Waiter, from Aya's side, I can only see a hand holding a card.

"That card looks quite high-end." Aya quietly whispered to Fyodor.

She knew this card because she had an identical one.But of course she wouldn't tell Fyodor that she had.

"My friend also has such a card. Tell me, could it be that he snatched it?"

"Lillian, calm down. Don't think too much." Fyodor patted her hand and made a gesture of silence.

"But what he was holding just now was a knife, it might be full of blood." Aya was very wronged, and anyone who saw this scene would naturally think of this.

At this moment, their distance was infinitely close, and Aya could clearly see Fyodor's face.She found that his skin was very good, because it was a little transparent because it had been in the high latitude area where there was no sun for a long time. Thinking of what he said just now, Aya pinched his face angrily.

Fyodor brushed her hand away helplessly.

Before their conversation could continue, the down jacket was already eating the western food brought by the waiter.Just from the gasp, you could hear how rude he was eating.Although he didn't fit in with this restaurant, there was nothing unusual about him other than his previous behavior, at most he looked a bit fierce.

When it came time to check out, he had nothing more to do.

Aya was still looking there with great interest, but she became impatient after a while.But she was unwilling to leave like this, so she waited until now.She took a hard bite of the salad near her mouth, disappointed.They have been sitting here for almost two hours, and it is almost an hour since the arrival of the down jacket.

"Fyodor, do you think that's a knife?" She wondered if she was mistaken.

"It's a knife. His expression can't fool anyone." Fyodor said seriously, with a solemn expression, "Before he notices the one-way glass thing, Lilian, we have to find a place to hide first .”

"Let's go to the second floor, it's safer there. If he leaves the hotel, we can see it." Aya nodded and said.

At this time, the meal was almost finished.Fortunately, they had already settled the bill before eating, so there was no need to make any more effort at this time.Aya and Fyodor leaned forward and walked around from the back of the restaurant.The design of the restaurant is quite satisfactory, the door is on the far right, the front desk is at the door, and the center of the restaurant is a road leading to the interior of the restaurant.

They took the elevator up to the second floor, where there were single cubicles, a long corridor with no cover, only a few potted plants, and nowhere to hide.

Aya and Feordo stood at the elevator entrance and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"How about going to the bathroom?" Ling asked tentatively.

But they had to separate.

"Go to the stairs, there should be no one on the stairs." Fyodor bit his finger and said.

But while they were hesitating, the elevator carried another group of passengers up.

Before they could react, the elevator opened.The down jacket came out while hiccupping.He was obviously very drunk, and his face was flushed.He seemed to be too hot, the down jacket had already been taken off and was hanging by hand.

Seeing them, he also said hello.

"Hi."

"Hi." Ling replied calmly.

"Are you guys and girls? It looks like a good match." Maybe he was drunk, "Down Jacket" was very open, and he was still joking.She patted Fyodor's shoulder heavily with her hand, and Aya was terrified to see it.

Since it was in Russian, Aya only understood the first half of the sentence.

"Thank you for your blessing." Fyodor replied calmly, with a perfunctory tone, and seemed to have a problem with "Down Jacket"'s familiar behavior.

But the down jacket couldn't stop chatting at this time, he laughed a few times, leaned against the wall and swayed, a little unsteady.

"Are you going to leave? It's a pity, do you want to stay and have fun before leaving? Exactly, I'm going there." He wobbled and stood up, as if he couldn't even walk steadily.Stretching out his hand to caress his forehead, he smiled strangely and pointed to a box next to the stairs.

"Sorry, no need." Before Fyodor could speak, Aya had already replied in jerky Russian.She took Fyodor's hand intimately, and pressed the signs for the elevator to go up and down.

"We're leaving."

Although Aya wanted to follow along, but the thought of bringing another troublesome character, Fyodor, calmed down her mood of watching the excitement.

"What a pity."

The down jacket hahaha laughed twice, this time it won't keep it anymore.He waved at them and walked a few steps in a flash.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, turned around and said to them: "By the way, my name is Alexander Pushkin. You must remember my name well."

At this moment, the man named Pushkin seemed to be sober, and the muddy bean eyes on his drunken face suddenly narrowed.Jokingly, he made an ugly face at them.

"We will meet again." He said triumphantly.