[Overlord Lover] Black Rosevil Ⅱ

The white man was American, Marney said.

He is a businessman with a lot of money.I have been to Thailand several times before, and Mani's elder brother has found "goods" for him several times.

"Beauties are the goods he wants. The white man saw the man who was with you yesterday. He called my elder brother, and my elder brother asked me to find a chance to take you away. First kidnap the beauties the guests want, and then On you. I know you don't have passports."

In my own country, it is too easy to kidnap two foreign guests without passports and without joining any tour group without anyone noticing.

"I usually don't do these things. I just work as a tour guide and occasionally help my elder brother translate. I can only blame the man who is with you for being too beautiful." Mani said, looking at Mousse suspiciously, "However... you How did you find me? Logically speaking, Big Brother will never let you go..."

Mousse nodded, yes, any experienced organization would not let her witness go.

"Then why are you still here?"

Mousse thought of the two gang members who planned to knock her unconscious and drag her away, but she knocked her unconscious and stuffed them into the warehouse, curled her lips, and said lightly, "There is a saying in China, don't use bean bags as dry food, don't use women as notes .”

Marnie didn't quite get the mousse's slightly altered slang.Didn't get into it either.

A touch of sadness welled up in Mousse's heart again.

The other party wanted a beauty, and she was the girl, but it was a man who was kidnapped.

What a shame...

What a shame...

How good is it to tie her up?

One or two gangsters, she can still handle it easily.

"Hooligan?" Mani laughed, "Do you think that the person who can let my elder brother help me is a gangster?"

Mousse looked at her seriously, "To me, they are all gangsters. No matter how high they climb, a gangster will always be a gangster."

Mani hesitated, but smiled again.

"It's good that you are like this. A girl with a gun has the ability to protect herself."

She looked at the last gleam of the setting sun, as if she was recalling, remembering the unreachable past.

"Actually, you are right. Girls are very dangerous. Beautiful, poor girls who want to live a good life, in this country where the sex industry is developed, it is very difficult to get out of the mud. Yes, there are girls who can do it. But there are more girls... So I joined the gang, I thought I was smart, and I could be safe if I knew the languages ​​of many countries. But..."

Mani pointed to herself, "I was the first 'cargo' of the big white guy... After that, I shaved my hair off. It's good to think of myself as a man. You're right, I pretended to be Men don't do it for convenience, or because they like it, but for self-protection."

Mousse bit her lip slightly.No frivolous gestures of consolation.

Marnie needs more than comfort.She has long been used to this kind of life and knows how to continue living.

Mani finally recruited, and she whispered, "Go to the river, the Mekong River, where there are many boats docked. You are looking for the one with the old KFC painted on the boat. I was taken there, so I know. But..."

She emphasized, "The policeman on vacation should not have a gun? Without a gun, what do you do? That person is surrounded by bodyguards with live ammunition. It is useless to call the police. You are a foreigner, and he is also a foreigner."

A dispute between two foreigners?

What the police will do is unknown.

Mousse was very clear, so he didn't call the police in the first place.

As for the gun?

"That kind of thing, if you want it, you can always get it."

Walking to the side of the street, Mousse pulled out the mobile phone map to find the nearest route, and asked who was the first person to find Nicole through Mani.

"Woman, very long hair, very beautiful woman."

Mousse remembered that Zhang Zhihong said that what his brother wanted was an unusual woman.But from Mani's narration, there should be many such women. "Are there any characteristics? Characteristics that are different from ordinary women." Looking at the mobile phone map and remembering the shortest route to the beach, and occasionally glancing at the speeding vehicles, Moose asked.

Manny thought about it.

"Pretty? No...beautiful is not her characteristic. It should be said that her temperament is not the same as that of ordinary beauties, but she can't tell the difference. It's just that she feels different...

"But it's definitely not a transvestite. I've seen countless transvestites since I was a child. I can tell whether a beautiful person is a transvestite, a fake mother-in-law or an ordinary woman. That person feels... a bit like those cold-blooded killers that are often seen on TV. .

"That's right...that's the feeling. If she were an actress, she would be able to perfectly interpret the cold-blooded killer in the movie, better than any big-name star."

Cold-blooded killer?

Mousse wrote down these words.

This is a clue, although the narrative is somewhat ambiguous.

"You won't let me draw the prisoner like I did on TV?"

Portraits are needed, but not yet.Now ask the police to record a statement for Mani. If her boss finds out, it is easy to think who leaked the secret about Grandpa KFC.So Mousse planned to do this in a few days.

"You're a good person...I said, aren't you busy saving people?" Mani laughed, "People who are busy saving people still have time to count cars?"

Mousse still looked at the map, "I didn't count the cars. I was choosing a car."

"Choose a car? You don't use your eyes to choose a car?"

Mousse shook her head, "No need." She, Fenzai, and Andre used to form the speeding gang group called ear. Ear means hearing, the sound of the engine and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground.Even the sound of a horn is a better indicator of how good a car is than its looks.

She wanted something fast, something she could get easily and drive smoothly—

Motorcycle.

Mousse was busy choosing a car, but Mani suddenly said, "Is the woman you're looking for the murderer of the case?"

Mousse didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either.

"So... If it is the murderer of the big case, if I help you find that person, or provide the most important clues, can you help me go to Hong Kong?"

Mousse's finger looking at the map froze on the screen for less than a second.

"it is good."

If it was really an important clue, Mani would be considered to have made a great contribution if he could really catch the lunatic who committed a serious murder, and it would not be difficult to bring her to Hong Kong at that time.

"Why don't you let me, who threatened you, take you back to Hong Kong now?"

"Because... this is a crime... isn't it? I'm committing a crime. I've helped the organization find easy-to-kill backpackers more than once. I'm committing a crime." Mani always knew what she was doing was a crime, but she had to do it.She cared more about the woman Mousse wanted to find.

"So, I'm supposed to be the only one who saw that woman?"

Mousse does not deny the possible importance of Mani.

But now even "that woman" is no more than a speculative concept.It's hard to say whether Mani has actually met her. At this stage, she can't make any promises to Mani.

Mani also understands. "But that is to say, if I find that woman, and that woman is indeed a vicious and important prisoner, you may consider my request."

Mousse nodded.

"understood."

sound.

Familiar voice.

The sound of wheels pulling and pulling on the ground.

Fortunately, the locomotive was driving on her side. Most importantly, the car was good, but the driver's skills were worrying and the speed was not fast.

Put away your phone,

Mousse stretched his muscles and bones, took out a prepared bottle of wine from his bag and poured it on his clothes. While the strong aroma of the wine was overflowing, the car was also late.

MacchiaNera concept motorcycle.

The driver is a half-grown boy with dyed yellow hair. It's a pity that such a good car rides so slowly.

He ran a few steps along the side of the road, and at the moment when the MacchiaNera passed him by, Mousse tore off the young man with yellow hair from the car, and at the same time did not forget to kick the locomotive so that the locomotive It will fall down immediately without drawing too far due to inertia.After successfully snatching the car, Mousse stepped on the accelerator and galloped away, not forgetting to remind Mani to call the police before leaving.

Mani, who was dumbfounded, understood the true meaning of Mousse's sentence, "Those who have the guts to be a policeman to catch such desperadoes are rarely good."

Mousse, who robbed the car on the street, was not stupid. She thought clearly. It was less than half an hour since the water dragon was taken away. There was no surveillance on the street, and the witnesses did not admit it. In this case, calling the police would be illegal in any country. It is difficult to attract the attention of the police and file a case.

It is easier for a foreigner to rob the car of a wealthy person in his country to attract the attention of the police than a foreigner who may be attacked and call the police.

What's more, the person who snatched the car smelled of alcohol, which made people suspect that it was very likely that he was driving under the influence of alcohol.

The police will definitely intervene.

In this way, even if Mousse breaks into the KFC ship alone, he doesn't have to worry about no one supporting him.

Mousse, who snatched the car and poured wine on him, was not worried about being stopped by the traffic police halfway.

Who is she?

As the champion of the Hong Kong police motorcycle race, it was like a joke to get rid of one or two small traffic policemen who were not skilled.

Just, happy... are you okay?

Happy...

Happy...

Don't let anything happen...

Don't let anything happen...

On the banks of the Mekong River, I found the small ship with the grandfather of KFC. Relying on the profound skills accumulated through years of training, Mousse easily sneaked into the ship, easily kidnapped the younger brother and asked the specific location of the water dragon without knocking him out. He easily grabbed two guns and beat up three or more so-called bodyguards.

Finally, the place where the water dragon was held was found.

The younger brother who was beaten told Mousse that the kidnapped man should have been fucked by their boss, that big white man in various ways.

"Our boss, we know how to play S]M."

After the rather proud little brother said this, he was beaten to the ground by Mousse.

Mousse wanted to cry, but still endured it.

Now is not the time to cry.

However, the moment the door was pushed open, Mousse's heart trembled slightly.She had never been so afraid.This fear was like an overflowing tide, almost obliterating her.if it is possible.

It would be nice to have no vision, so that we would not see what might be a terrible scene.

It would be nice if he didn't have hearing, so that he wouldn't hear those possibly bleak voices.

if it is possible……

The door opened slightly.

Mousse didn't dare to look inside, but he couldn't help looking.Tears dripped down.

The lights in the room were dim, and the water dragon was holding a middle-aged book with a cowhide cover, and a glass of bright red wine was placed on the coffee table in front of it.

Seeing Mousse, he put down the book, picked up the bottle of wine on the table, and poured a glass for Mousse, "Try it, this is Romanee-Conti, 1997. Try it."

Mousse rubbed his eyes to make sure he read it right, and then pinched himself hard to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

So, this scene is kidnapping?

Instead of water dragons on vacation?

"Are you... all right?"

Smiling, "Why do I have something to do? What kind of thing should happen to me?" Shuilong asked back, filled the crystal glass with wine, handed the crystal wine glass to Mousse who was staring at him in a daze, found that she was crying, and Carefully wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, feeling a little uneasy, "Why are you crying? Is someone bullying you?"

Shaking his head, he drank the damn expensive red wine in the glass that only had AA bottles in the world. Ignoring the water dragon's reckless expression, Mousse slammed the wine glass to the ground—don't worry about disturbing the guards. thick carpet.She's just a little upset.

"You give me back all my tears!!!"

"what?"

"Return!?"

Why……

Why……

Why is this the case! !

Why! !

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the water dragon hold its body and lock itself in the corner with tears in its eyes? !

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't Shuilong point to the bastard who bullied him and ask Mousse to avenge her and get justice? !

What is the situation now?

"I'm safe, you're not happy?" Shuilong frowned slightly, he even looked good when he was frowning and angry.

"of course not."

only……

Suddenly, I felt that what I had done was useless.

However, looking at Shuilong's calm expression, Mousse suddenly calmed down again. In fact, this is quite good.She was happy that he was fine.

Step forward and hug him.

"Scared me……"

cried again.

But this time, it was because of a heavy sigh of relief.

Shuilong's heartbeat was originally steady, but it suddenly picked up gradually.

He held Mousse lightly, and comforted him in a low voice, "Why are you crying, am I fine?"

At this moment, his resentment towards the group of idiots in the Dragon King Club who were tossing each other when they had nothing to do in the past few days disappeared.There are still some small gratitudes that are so shallow that they can hardly be seen.Fortunately, those guys made such a thing come out.

It was a help to him.

The merits and demerits balance out, this time forget it.

Mousse cried a few times, felt the continuous warmth from Shuilong's arms, and hurriedly broke free from his arms.Wiping his face, he tried hard to restore the calmness he had had for several days. "Where's the big white idiot trying to get on you?"

The water dragon nuzzled towards the ground.

Mousse glanced, huh?

What it is?

"I ask you where the white man is? Did he show up? If he doesn't show up, I'll stretch my muscles and wait for someone to be pumped!"

The water dragon still nuzzled towards that place.

Full of suspicion, Mousse looked again.

Cold sweat dripped out drop by drop.

What it is?

person?

person? ? ?

What's happening here! !

"Happy...you, what did you do?"

Shuilong slightly raised his eyes to look at Mousse, and smiled softly, the smile was as gentle as the spring breeze gently brushing his face, bringing a feeling of heartbeat.

"I didn't do anything. Really."

"Hehe..." Mousse pointed to the object on the ground, feeling terrified.

"How dare you say you didn't do anything!?"

The author has something to say:

[It's been a long time since I played the guessing game with everyone... Well, let's guess what happened to the old man.Please combine his profession~~~ There are hints in this chapter~~~

You have to believe that the author is a good person, the author is really a good person...

I guess so……】