[Zhongyingmei] After being mistaken for 108 times, I am with the master

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Indeed, such a thing as luck is uncertain in most cases, because it is unknown and uncontrollable.However, definitely not including now.because--

"The earrings are beautiful, ma'am."

Salander didn't choose to answer the man's words, but instead tapped his earlobe with his fingers.

The woman froze for a moment, and subconsciously touched her ears.There is an exquisite earring, which is half hidden between the hair at the moment.

The cold metallic texture was transmitted to the whole body through the fingertips, making the woman tremble for a moment.Her expression changed from initial confusion to panic.

"Promise me you won't do anything like this again, okay?"

Salander's fingers grazed her earlobe and removed a spherical object from the back of her earring.

Not knowing if it was because his movements were too gentle, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.But then, she had to breathe back the breath she had finally exhaled.

"Hand over that thing in your ear, too."

The woman's arm stiffened, and after a moment of hesitation, she took out the miniature earphones hidden in the ear canal.

"It's something I haven't seen before. Is it a new style that hasn't been released yet?"

Salander pinched the black earphone between his fingers and looked at it carefully.This thing is small and light, whether it is material, technology or stealth, it can definitely be called military grade.If he hadn't relied on sound waves to locate him, he might not have been able to spot this gadget.

"Is anyone there? This is a villa in the suburbs of New York." After stuffing the thing in his hand into the ear canal, Salander spoke to the ball that was taken from the woman's earring.

The small ball flashes to indicate that the communication is normal, but there is still no sound from the tiny earphone.

"Baby? Honey? Cutie? Can you hear me? I heard your voice when you were still in that lady's ear."

"The voice is deep and echoed to a certain extent. You are male, right? You are 30 years old and you are going up, and you are now in a confined space."

Salander still had that Bruce Wayne-esque playboy tone, as if what he was throwing out was not some blockbuster bill but casual flirting.

With a relaxed smile on his face, he waited for the man to scramble and show his fox tail.

Under this silent stalemate, the first person who lost his composure was not the communicator who was deliberately targeted, nor Salander who had been talking to himself, but the woman who had been standing by the side.

The attitude of the young anchor just now obviously put a lot of pressure on her.The woman's face was very ugly, she seemed to have plans to get the miniature earphones back, but she was afraid of offending "Bruce Wayne".

Salander looked at the other party's trembling red lips, thinking to himself how much he guessed right just now.

Yes, he didn't hear the voice of the person on the other side of the earphone at all before. Everything just now was just a guess or... a test?

It's a pity that the psychological quality of the person opposite is really good, and he was not influenced by his words at all.

"Well, you don't seem to like talking." Salander shrugged his shoulders and added secretly: It's the same as [staring].

"But I still want to tell you something—"

"Don't you think it's tiring to use this kind of thing to track me and monitor me? Tsk tsk, this kind of miniature earphone doesn't look like an easy thing to get. I can recommend a more convenient and practical method for you."

"Listen carefully." He put the little ball close to his lips. From the side view, this action is no different from a kiss. "After all, I am taking the time to teach you how to do things now."

After releasing the incredible declaration, Salander took out his mobile phone and repeated his live broadcast room number one by one according to the number on it.

"You can come to my live broadcast room to watch the broadcast. It is real and exciting, and it is convenient for you to control my movements in real time. When you are free, you can also post barrage and leave messages. It feels good."

"In addition to the above, I will also provide a question-and-answer service. If you have any questions or ideas during the live broadcast, you can ask them at any time. This is a one-on-one interaction on the spot."

As if thinking of something from this, he changed the topic, "However, I'm not the kind of casual person, and I don't care about remuneration at all."

"If you need to bother me for a long time, please feel free to give me something in exchange. Oh, of course, the minimum requirement for this exchange is to become my fan."

Salander did not continue to speak, because the originally stable light on the ball suddenly flickered.Then--

The communication was completely cut off.

Salander: "..."

After listening to the "beep" sound after the communication was hung up for a few seconds, he threw the headset and the ball back to the woman, with helplessness in his tone, "It's really not funny."

woman:"......"

She always felt that there was something wrong with the "stupid" Wayne in front of her, but she couldn't name a reason.

"That's all for tonight. I won't sue you for defamation, and I don't bother to worry about who is behind the scenes."

When she heard these words, the woman's attention was drawn back to this side, and the slight problem with "Bruce Wayne" was immediately thrown behind her.

Salander was undoubtedly satisfied with her reaction. The "hit a stick and give a date" trick is very old-fashioned, but it works.

"As much as I'd love to go back with you, there's a mess here to clean up. A gentleman shouldn't leave it to someone else, should he?"

"Rot... a mess?"

The woman obviously connected this word with the plural female companions that Salander had emphasized before, and automatically completed the content of "mess" in the direction of making people blush.

"So...you are really here...? But this is just a dirty and messy abandoned villa?!"

Salander didn't speak, but just gave her a look.And the woman keenly read something like "No, this is worth making a fuss about".

Should I say... as expected of a playboy? !She is obviously a member of the upper class, why is she so out of place?No, it's not her problem, it's just that Bruce Wayne is too independent!

Looking at the woman in front of her with empty eyes and a big blow, Salander gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, at least the other party would not continue to pester him anymore.

However, the next moment, he found that his sleeves were tightly clenched by the person beside him.

"Wei Mr. Wayne, are you sure your female companions are no longer in the villa?"

Isn't that a matter of course?Before this, Salander was alone in the villa—at least until he left the villa.

As if thinking of something, he immediately turned his head to look at the villa, and found that: before, he could faintly see a faintly glowing fire through the window, but now it has completely disappeared.

"I'm not sure about this either."

Salander managed to slip his sleeve out of the woman's palm, which was painted with rich nail polish.He gathered his clothes, retreated into the villa again, and then closed the door heavily.

"However, since it's a personal matter, please don't over-probe."

Looking at the tightly closed door, the husband and wife looked at each other in blank dismay.

The woman's husband was clearly restless, and after a brief hesitation, he began to approach the villa, as if he still had plans to continue persuading Salander.

However, after only a few steps, he was stopped by his wife.The woman put back on the set of equipment that Salander had taken away, and then made a silent gesture to him.

"Mr. Housekeeper, are you still there? We seem to have messed up things."

The light on the ball that symbolized the call came on again, and the woman immediately knew that the other party was listening.

She explained what happened several times in a panic, and made a few excuses incoherently, and finally said hopefully, "Then the remuneration that was negotiated before..."

"Madam, you can rest assured that the money has been remitted."

Listening to the deep male voice, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, the current situation is much better than she thought before.Should it be said that he is a member of the top rich family?The extravagance is terrible!

While thinking about this, she put on a flattering smile on her face, and said flattering words casually, "Your master is indeed excellent, completely different from what the rumors say. And the phrase 'I'm teaching you how to do things', That aura is indeed rare!"

"However, since when did Mr. Wayne become interested in live streaming?"

"..."

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Gotham Batcave

"Mr. Wayne is interested in live broadcast? No, I think he is more interested in being a butler. What do you think, sir?"

When these words came, the man with most of his face in the shadow just hung up the communication.He rubbed the center of his brows with his free hand, and said the other person's name as if he didn't want to answer this question, "Alfred."

The no longer young butler put coffee in his hand, "How does it feel to be taught how to do things?"

"He just wanted to piss me off."

The man's expression didn't change, he didn't even touch the coffee, he just kept his eyes on the cold lighted computer screen in front of him.

Alfred obviously also saw something on the screen, "This is?"

What occupies the screen is a three-dimensional wallet, which is exactly the same as the one Salander held before, both in style and size.

"What I handed to the couple wasn't just tiny headphones and a communicator, the earring itself was a scanner."

Under the high-tech scanning, there is no shadow inside the wallet.

The man quickly found the half of the bone that Salander had stuffed inside and...something like that.

Most of those things were parts of other monsters, bigger or smaller, longer or shorter.But without exception, they are all well preserved.

"Oh, it seems that this is an experienced hunter."

Alfred also came a few times when his master was watching the broadcast, and because of this, he was familiar with a few of them—they had all appeared in the live broadcast.However, at that time, they were still growing on the monster.

"Also a potential murderer." The man immediately added.

"But these are just monsters, and most of them have done irreparable damage to people."

"Most murderers don't start off with people."

Seeing something, the man suddenly enlarged the corner of the wallet, and there was a small shadow lying there, shaped like some kind of paper.

"Did something go wrong during the scan?" Alfred obviously noticed something was wrong.

The piece of paper had looked different from the rest of the wallet from the start, looking dark and fuzzy like a smashed shadow.

"It's not that there's a problem with the scanning process, it's that this piece of paper was smeared with a special substance, and the scanner was interfered."

Looking at the final result calculated by the bat computer, the man narrowed his eyes and tapped his knuckles on the table.

Because of this slight vibration, the hung up communicator rolled along the lines of the table, and finally hit the back of his hand.

The man suddenly thought of what the anchor said a few minutes ago.

The other party used his voice, the ending was lazy and rising.Because it was too close to the communicator, light breathing was mixed in those words.However, none of these can conceal the strong provocative meaning in it.

The tapping of fingers stopped, and the man turned to Alfred, "Has there been any progress in the search for the word 'Green'?"

Skeleton monsters used this word when the streamer was on the line with skeleton monsters.

"Yes, there are only a few entries about it." Alfred's voice was tinged with a little smile at the moment, "However, I guess what you are looking for is not the information about "Grimm's Fairy Tales."

really--

been played.

The lips that were already closed were tightened, and the cold light of electronic products hit his face, making his expression dark and unclear.

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-02-0903:41:45~2021-02-1020:46:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 at the end of the month;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 cold moon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!