[Comprehensive British and American] After the citizens of Gotham have the system

Of course, she did it directly. Evelyn was very self-aware. She knew that she couldn't play that kind of high-IQ detective game, so she followed Carl's guidance and turned into the O'Connor prisoner at around ten o'clock the next night. prison.

I also went to visit a "supervisor" by the way, it's okay not to look at it, but if I look over it, oh.

No matter what he said, he is also a handsome and flirtatious playboy. Wherever he works, there are beauties who are willing to have a flirtatious night with him.Now it looks like it just came out of the ghetto and was beaten up, and it wouldn't be out of order to put it next to the trash can in any alley in Sin City.

She just said, stay away from the mysterious places like Hamna Tower.

During this period, Jed sent her a message to ask how things were going, and she had to continue to lie and say that Debra still needed her company for a night or something urgently.

Jed replied [Be careful].

In fact, she wanted to wear her "work clothes" when she came to Egypt to act, but this is Egypt!equatorial!Dressed like that, she was afraid that she would die from the heat. What was worse was that she knew that there was a big temperature difference between morning and night in the desert, but she didn't expect the temperature difference in Cairo to be so big.

This led to her being forced to injure two guards when she rummaged through the prisoner's lockers because of a loud sneeze, and found a stack of Egyptian pounds from them and the office.

She also politely put them on the sofa in the lounge - she is too qualified.

"Carl, are you sure this is a key?" Evelyn raised her eyebrows and looked at the small polygonal box in her hand.No matter what it is, she can see how valuable it is from the delicate patterns on it.

Before Carl could answer, she twisted it lightly, and several triangular teeth popped out.

"This... looks really strange." Evelyn muttered twice, is this an ancient art design?Sophisticated and luxurious looking, "what do you say I sold it?"

【...Evie, are you kidding me? 】

"Of course not, how could I be joking about this kind of thing." As she spoke, Evelyn looked around, as if she was looking for something.

【What are you doing? 】

"I'm looking for a pawnshop, let's estimate the price first."

[...Can you not sell it? 】Carl's voice sounded aggrieved and pitiful.

"No." Evelyn said sternly.

[But this will cause the plane to collapse. 】

"It's not my business?"

【…】Carl became anxious, 【Is it really necessary not to sell it?Evie, can you think about it again? 】

Evelyn felt that if Carl's expression could be visualized, it would probably look like this now: QAQ

She suppressed a smile and walked towards the tavern that Karl had told her before.

【Evie, this is the direction of the tavern where Mr. Jonathan is. ] Carl couldn't help reminding her, 【This is not the direction of the pawn shop. 】

He is too cute, he reminded her when she knew she was going wrong.

"I know."

[Then what about you? 】

"Because I was teasing you."

【…】

"Hahahahahaha" Evelyn finally couldn't help laughing when she entered the night market street, causing everyone around to look back at her frequently.

She quickly waved her hands to the people around her, "I'm fine, I'm sorry hahaha."

【Is this a joke? ] Carl sounded a little aggrieved: 【It's the kind of joke I don't need to take seriously, is it? 】

"Yes."

[Hahahahahahaha that's so interesting. 】

"..."

【...It's not funny, is it? 】

"Haha no, it's quite funny." Evelyn laughed dryly.

【…】

If it wasn't for Karl's incorporeality, she would really like to rua his head.

It was a tavern with a poor sanitation environment, and it looked like a gathering place for gangsters.The table that Karl pointed to had a full circle of eight or nine men, fighting for wine, playing dice, and bragging.

【Hmm...can I ask if this Jonathan is a positive character or a villain. 】

[Positive role. 】

[It seems to be the bohemian one. ] Indeed, otherwise even O'Connor would have dared to steal it, and he would have stolen it.

She sat on a high stool at the bar counter of the pub, ordered a pitcher of beer, and drank it for herself in one gulp. After a while, the smell of alcohol on her body immediately rose.

She was born with a mediocre capacity for alcohol, but after gaining the ability, her body metabolized so fast that it was difficult for her to get drunk.

She stood up unsteadily and walked to Jonathan's table.

Jonathan was so happy that everyone had a bottle of wine. He played cards tonight and won a lot of money.They saw a woman with a good figure and a rather stunning appearance staggering towards their table.

"Hey gentlemen, what are you doing, drinking?"

The people at the table saw her coming, and the expressions of several people became meaningful: "Yes, do you need help?" They beckoned for the clerk to bring a stool over.

Evelyn sat down, "Help? Of course I need help. Drinking alone is boring." She raised her eyebrows, "Are you gambling?"

"Hmm." The man beside her smiled enthusiastically, and as he said that, he touched her hand on the table, "Miss, do you have any money on you? Do you want me to borrow it from you and play together?" ah."

"Hey." Evelyn angrily slapped his hand off, "What are you doing, of course I have money."

Terry felt that today was his lucky day. He went out in the morning to do a lot of money, and after transferring a lot of money, although he met Jack, a good gambler, he didn't lose much.When he was in high spirits, God sent him such a beautiful woman again.

He immediately asked someone to bring a stool over to let her sit next to him, and touched her hand tentatively.Although the woman patted his hand off, her eyes almost drew his soul out.

The most surprising thing was not that he met a big beauty, but that the big beauty took out a stack of Egyptian pounds from his body after he slapped his hand off, and they stared straight at it.

Jonathan secretly glanced at the people at the table who were already at the top, and they were all attracted by this woman.He shook his head secretly, why he was able to be a dog in the black market for so many years was because he didn't provoke those who shouldn't be provoked, and he also knew to keep his duty - except for treasure, nothing could tempt him.

The fool at this table, a white woman alone can touch the black market red light district of Cairo, who knows who she is.

These few people just poured wine on that woman, and even cheated to win all her Egyptian pounds.

"Miss, you have no money." Terry smiled narrowly, "Do you still want to gamble? I might have lent you some money just now, but we won't do so now." As he spoke, he turned to the people at the table. Winking.

With a "slap", Evelyn slapped the table, "You look down on me, don't you?"

"How dare you." A group of people roared with laughter.

But Evelyn hooked them with her index finger, and asked them to move their faces closer, with a look of "I have a big secret": "Do you know Hamna Tower?"

One of them chuckled, "Chick, your bet won't be Hamnata."

Those people laughed from ear to ear.

"Hmph." Evelyn disagreed, "Only those who know how to reach the city of the dead have the ability to obtain wealth."

"Don't be funny." A thin-mouthed monkey-cheeked man who looked like he had taken drugs said, "How did you, a foreigner, think of using the Hamna Tower to deceive people? It's an ancient Egyptian legend, do you understand the legend? The kind that only appear in storybooks."

She mysteriously took out a small silver box, "Look what this is."

Several people sneered, "Little girl, you didn't come here to let us buy this kind of fake, right? The money you made selling this thing is not as good as the money you lost just now."

"How is it possible, you look at the pattern." Evelyn mysteriously put the key on the table for them to wear, "How could there be such a well-made fake?"

"Cut." Evelyn looked at the joking expressions of these men, curled her red lips, "Believe it or not."

Jonathan smiled and said, "Miss, you are too impatient, how could you give up selling goods so quickly."

"Maybe it's true. I got it from an American officer."

The word "take" is very subtle, everyone in the audience immediately understood that this thing was stolen by her.

"Show me." Looking at the thing, Jonathan suddenly felt that his sister Evie might be interested. Her birthday will be in two days, and he was wondering what to give her.

Evelyn dropped it casually.

"Hey." Terry approached Evelyn unconsciously, "How do you know the American officer? Huh?" His hint was almost written on his face-implying whether she was someone else's mistress or a □□.

Evelyn pushed him lightly, and said flirtatiously: "I don't do that kind of thing." It's still not to tarnish O'Connor's reputation, "I just think he seems to be quite rich, and his outfit is a million dollars In the end, it seems to be quite capable, what kind of character should it be, O'Connor, have you heard of it?"

Several people shook their heads.

"Ah... I thought he was an American garrison or something." Evelyn looked dissatisfied, "Let him pretend to be rich to lie to me, anyway, he is now in Cairo prison."

"I've been imprisoned in Cairo Prison, which is a place where life is worse than death. What are you talking about about American military officers?" Terry laughed.

"Shit." Evelyn cursed, "He tricked me."

Jonathan threw the key back to Evelyn and got up, "I have to go."

"Jack, I won't play now, I want to leave after winning so much money." Terry shouted at him.

Oh, pseudonyms.

He came over and patted Evelyn and Terry on the shoulders, "See you tomorrow, my wife has set up a gate, have fun."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Evelyn touched her pockets, but nothing was there.

His hand is really beautiful.

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JJ smoked

I originally wanted to set it earlier, but the result page can’t open OTZ