[comprehensive] nowhere to escape

Therefore, with the smell of aconite, Raven's first reaction was to frantically follow Stiles and Lydia in to see the leader of the Skeleton Gang—a middle-aged and elderly woman.

She is knitting something with wool.

"I am always very patient with you young people." The woman said while knitting a sweater. Cheerful...and a little depraved." She smiled, and the fat on her face showed horizontal lines.

The lines make her look mean.

"Actually, I don't know what you guys are doing here—a few young American high school students, uh, what are you doing here in Mexico? You know, our young people want to go to your side more— Liberal democracy, right? That's what you say, right? Propaganda, I understand." She put down the yarn in her hand, "Me too, I also have propaganda, but what I promote is not a dream, because I It’s about—I’m everything, and when I’m free, everyone else is free. Right?”

She laughed, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth showed an intolerable curvature.

It's not just annoying.

She's not just annoying.

She put down the wool in her hand, looked at Stiles with a face full of conceit, obviously, she thought he was the one who could make the decision among them—and in fact he was—smiled: “Then , answer me, Strinsky, what on earth made you—bring a banshee to my door? And your new friend, I didn't know you had such a knack for making friends, since we have You don't seem like a popular little guy?"

This is really annoying.

Rhett looked up at her, obviously he had something to say.

"So, what are you talking about? You don't look like a high school student anymore," the woman said. "And your friend. You two are dressed like two nerds in college."

"Actually, we were temporarily pulled to save the scene." Raven said suddenly.

"And, I'm...an accountant." Rhett smiled awkwardly, "I mean...I'm helping to settle the accounts, you know...um...you know that if you want to prove Goldbach's conjecture, it's only A small part of the argument, or do you want me to write you the argument? No, or you want me to tell you the relationship between ellipses and number theory, geometry, and cryptography, but the most basic, in the final analysis, we need to know What matters is how to calculate our board, lodging, car and travel expenses along the way, and that’s what I do.”

His words made Lydia's eyes widen and gave him a look of surprise.

"You're lying," the woman concluded.

"No!" screamed Lydia, "he didn't lie, but he didn't say he was a mathematician—if he did, we wouldn't let him in because it's too dangerous for a...scholar Say it." She spoke Spanish, perfectly.

And Raven immediately said: "We are actually traveling with you—you know—they are still children, and we are adults, so...they can't be allowed to act alone. This is a protective measure."

Raven is a true language expert, he knows many languages ​​and is still learning.

"So, you two are not monsters, and you don't know who you are with?" The woman laughed, "It's really rare and warm-hearted, I like it."

When she said this, someone immediately pressed Raven and Rhett's shoulders.

"So, what deal are you guys talking about?" she asked Stiles.

Stiles pulls a wad of money from his backpack.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the woman and grabbed another wad of money.

Then, he took a deep breath, took out three stacks of money in a row, lined them up, and put them on the table: "Fifty thousand dollars, in exchange for Derek."

Lydia bit her lower lip and said, "I heard that you also accept money transactions, we give you money, you release Derek, and return it to us, how about it?"

The woman laughed, she smiled happily, and the horizontally growing flesh on her face was distorted: "You... two children, and two older children, a total of four people, dare to break into the Skeleton Gang! Asking for redemption - what a bold boy, don't you know where this is? Now, money, I will stay, and you... I will stay, including Derek Hall, he is a Nice guy, can do a lot of things...and you, you're not in a position to negotiate, boys."

She laughed too loudly.

"It's not good for you to do that!" Stiles said sharply. "Who said there were only four of us? Who said . . . we had no helpers?"

"What about your helpers?" she retorted sharper, "Son, trust me, you're so pretty, and your friends—you deserve better, I won't cut you up and sell you, Do not worry!"

This is really unacceptable.

Raven shrugged. He turned to look at Rhett, and Rhett patted his sleeves, showing that he was uncomfortable with goosebumps all over the place.

As it turns out, the world doesn't love the Skeletons.

Therefore, with the smell of aconite, Raven's first reaction was to frantically follow Stiles and Lydia in to see the leader of the Skeleton Gang—a middle-aged and elderly woman.

She is knitting something with wool.

"I am always very patient with you young people." The woman said while knitting a sweater. Cheerful...and a little depraved." She smiled, and the fat on her face showed horizontal lines.

The lines make her look mean.

"Actually, I don't know what you guys are doing here—a few young American high school students, uh, what are you doing here in Mexico? You know, our young people want to go to your side more— Liberal democracy, right? That's what you say, right? Propaganda, I understand." She put down the yarn in her hand, "Me too, I also have propaganda, but what I promote is not a dream, because I It’s about—I’m everything, and when I’m free, everyone else is free. Right?”

She laughed, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth showed an intolerable curvature.

It's not just annoying.

She's not just annoying.

She put down the wool in her hand, looked at Stiles with a face full of conceit, obviously, she thought he was the one who could make the decision among them—and in fact he was—smiled: “Then , answer me, Strinsky, what on earth made you—bring a banshee to my door? And your new friend, I didn't know you had such a knack for making friends, since we have You don't seem like a popular little guy?"

This is really annoying.

Rhett looked up at her, obviously he had something to say.

"So, what are you talking about? You don't look like a high school student anymore," the woman said. "And your friend. You two are dressed like two nerds in college."

"Actually, we were temporarily pulled to save the scene." Raven said suddenly.

"And, I'm...an accountant." Rhett smiled awkwardly, "I mean...I'm helping to settle the accounts, you know...um...you know that if you want to prove Goldbach's conjecture, it's only A small part of the argument, or do you want me to write you the argument? No, or you want me to tell you the relationship between ellipses and number theory, geometry, and cryptography, but the most basic, in the final analysis, we need to know What matters is how to calculate our board, lodging, car and travel expenses along the way, and that’s what I do.”

His words made Lydia's eyes widen and gave him a look of surprise.

"You're lying," the woman concluded.

"No!" screamed Lydia, "he didn't lie, but he didn't say he was a mathematician—if he did, we wouldn't let him in because it's too dangerous for a...scholar Say it." She spoke Spanish, perfectly.

And Raven immediately said: "We are actually traveling with you—you know—they are still children, and we are adults, so...they can't be allowed to act alone. This is a protective measure."

Raven is a true language expert, he knows many languages ​​and is still learning.

"So, you two are not monsters, and you don't know who you are with?" The woman laughed, "It's really rare and warm-hearted, I like it."

When she said this, someone immediately pressed Raven and Rhett's shoulders.

"So, what deal are you guys talking about?" she asked Stiles.

Stiles pulls a wad of money from his backpack.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the woman and grabbed another wad of money.

Then, he took a deep breath, took out three stacks of money in a row, lined them up, and put them on the table: "Fifty thousand dollars, in exchange for Derek."

Lydia bit her lower lip and said, "I heard that you also accept money transactions, we give you money, you release Derek, and return it to us, how about it?"

The woman laughed, she smiled happily, and the horizontally growing flesh on her face was distorted: "You... two children, and two older children, a total of four people, dare to break into the Skeleton Gang! Asking for redemption - what a bold boy, don't you know where this is? Now, money, I will stay, and you... I will stay, including Derek Hall, he is a Nice guy, can do a lot of things...and you, you're not in a position to negotiate, boys."

She laughed too loudly.

"It's not good for you to do that!" Stiles said sharply. "Who said there were only four of us? Who said . . . we had no helpers?"

"What about your helpers?" she retorted sharper, "Son, trust me, you're so pretty, and your friends—you deserve better, I won't cut you up and sell you, Do not worry!"