Super Trick or Treat System

The problem before him is the sleepy Geneva Jervis in an oversized fur coat. Lee Badi Kot straightened her body so that she lay on her back, took off her shoes, and propped her ankle on the lower rail of the chair. He found her strapped on and released. It was obvious that she was wearing a belt, but he had nothing to do about it. When her eyes were trembling and opening, he was rubbing one of her wrists.

She smiled unconsciously. "I think I am a sissy."

"Not at all. I saw it too. A pair of eyes."

"There is another face! A terrible, terrible face."

"I'm not sure about that face. Can you describe it?"

She tentatively looked at the screen, but it was comfortingly blank. "That's not human. It's staring at me. That's terrible!"

"Does it have a nose, ears, or mouth?"

"I- I'm not sure. Let us get out of here. I am all right now. Thank you for being so good to me-Lee Bad."

"Stop talking. Here, put on your shoes."

When he closed a large wooden door behind him, Li Huai locked it again. He would rather leave what they found, even if their visit to the observation room is no longer a secret.

He breathed a sigh of relief when they climbed the steps in the stands. During their long journey through the tunnel, no one followed them or watched them.

They crossed the frosty ground, held their arms, and remained silent about their thoughts. This was more of company than support. On campus, the girl forgave herself, saying that she still felt shaky and wanted to rest in the room. Li Huai went back to the dining room.

The meeting was over, but I was drinking tea and reading a book there.

"Well, sir," she said, looking at him intently, "how about the rendezvous?"

"Medium to medium". He was relieved to see that she was not angry. "I'm leaving no one said anything?"

"Not a coherent word. You are not worth it, but I take notes for you. When you have a perfect blonde, run away with that red hair. Did you kiss her?"

"Of course not. This is all business. Angel, please allow me to take a look at the notes."

"Then pay attention." She handed over a stack of paper.

He read "", "things and so on. Wait. Nothing.

"Q. The conductor Jas Brown asked whether the mayor's declaration declared a separation from the earth?

". Due to the repeated occurrence of raw material discrimination in the price of && glue.

"Q: What is your income?

". Material ends discrimination.

Question: Sovereignty?

". How about that?

"Question: Are you trying to set the government as an independent city-state independent of the United States or the earth? "Brown command is sharper than I thought," elaborated.

". Hem and hawthorn. It's all right now.

"Ask. Well, Lu?

"Father, the salvation of sovereignty must remain pending for the time being. Laughter, father. When returning, if the state government sets the federal law to 4, but at the same time, the situation should also adapt to the situation at the time.

"The rest is sleeping, eating, entertainment privileges, clothes, etc."

Li Huai folded the bills and put them in his pocket. "Thank you. I saw that I didn't miss too much. It seems that the only thing to add is that Mayor Sivik is a savvy person, and if the Cavaliers know anything, they won't say anything, except for a fool."

"Check," Aris said. "Now let's take a look at Pittsburgh."

"Pittsburgh?"

"This is where we are now. A student who lives there has been sneaking up a while ago. I'll wait for you to come back, and then I will check it out."

"Pittsburgh?" Li Huai repeated. "You mean Superior is wandering all over America?"

"Either be pushed or pushed. Let's go and see."

There is not much to see, it is too cold to watch for a long time. The lights of Pittsburgh began to come on at dusk, and the city looked beautiful and far away. A Pennsylvania Air National Guard plane came to investigate, but it was far away. Then it flew away.

Li Wei left Aris, shivering, walked to the door of her house, and decided that he wanted a drink. He remembered seeing a sign on the street in the sentinel's office, namely the club, and proceeded to it.

"Sergeant Cot," said the deep voice under the collar.

Li Badi jumped up. He temporarily forgot that he was a walking radio station. "Yes?" he said.

The voice said, "The reception is very good." It is no longer Captain Simmons's. "You don't have to summarize. We have listened to all your conversations and feel that we know you very well. You must admit that it is not much."

"I'm afraid not. What do you want me to do now? Should I go back and investigate the underground room again? This seems to be the best clue so far."

"No. You are just a bank messenger. What you care about most is protecting the contents of the briefcase. Now, these contents are probably in the bank vault, and your official worries have passed, although you are curious about why Superior acted like this. You are willing to let others do something about it."

"But they saw me in the room. Those eyes, no matter what they are. I have a feeling-well, they are not human."

"Nonsense!" said the Pentagon's voice. "An ordinary closed-circuit television broadcast. Don't let your imagination go away. The most important thing is not to act as a spy. If they suspect anyone, it will be Geneva Jervis, because she is in contact with the Senator. Where are you going now? "

"Well, sir, I think-that is, if there are no objections, I think I'll have a drink. See what the townspeople are saying."

"Good idea. Do that."

"What are they talking about in Washington? Has anyone invested any stock in the ethnography of the professor?"

"The facts are being sorted out. The evaluation has not yet been carried out. When there is something to tell you, you will hear from us again. Now, go ahead. You are doing a good job.

The streets are cold, dark, and empty. Few street lights are faint, and the lights in houses and other buildings seem to be dimmer than normal. A piercing wind rushed over his face. When Li Huai saw the neon lights of the lyrics club in front, he was very happy.

The bartender greeted him cheerfully. "This is not a suitable night. What would it be?"

Li Huai decided to shoot straight and started. "What is going on?" he asked. "Where are the old towns going?"

The bartender shrugged. "Let Sivik worry about this. This is the price we paid for him, isn't it?"

"I think so. How do you order wine? Large supply?" "Unless people start drinking more than usual, in the past week. Bill will run out first."

"Yes, I guess. But don't you worry about coming out like this?"

The bartender shrugged again. "I can't do anything about it. Are you there? Do you want to shoot again?"

"This time mix. A little soda. Is that a normal attitude? Is business as usual?"

"I heard that some businesses are on the rise. Many people bought winter clothes. On the one hand, the weather turned cold. The Dabney brothers, who run coal and fuel oil companies, got enough orders to keep them open at night. One day of the week. ."

"Very good. But when they finally run out like you, so what? Is everyone dead?"

The bartender's expression is very thoughtful. "You have something there. Oh, hello, Ed Kinda is brisk tonight."

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