Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Fia Tina was a little uncertain, so she asked the people beside her.

Shirtel was the least indifferent, her gaze had already landed on the ice cream shop not far from the store door.

Laplande noticed this, and she deliberately pressed her elbow against Siltel's arm in an attempt to wake him up from his contemplation.

"Hey! Stelter, how about an interesting proposal? What do we do next? Do we go home and call the others? Or do we go to the restaurant for a meal first?"

Shirtel withdrew his gaze from the ice cream shop, glanced at Laplande, and soon set his sights on Fiadina.

"I'm going to order ice cream."

Laplande froze.

"No no no, Stelter, although I know you like ice cream, but I'm not asking about this, I mean, our goal now, after all, Fia Tina finally came out of the drugstore to relax Once, what do we want to do next?"

Laplande smiled.

The relationship between Shirtel and Fiadina is quite good, and Lapland can see that Shirtel cares about Fiadina very much, and although Fiadina is innocent and childlike, she is still in Shirtel's eyes. There will also be a girlish side in front of you.

As long as Fia Tina is mentioned in front of Shirtel, Shirtel must think seriously.

Go to the amusement park, go to the park plaza, go to the fancy restaurant.Laplande knows every piece of land in Palermo like the back of his hand, and as she said, she can be competent for any job. As long as Stelter answers, Laplande will definitely let them have a good time.

Sure enough, Shirter glanced at Laplande again.

Levatin was dragged on the ground, making an unpleasant noise. Stelter walked slowly to Fiatina's side, and held Fiatina's palm with a resonant and forceful voice.

"I'm going to go home with Fiatina, and then order ice cream."

Laplande's smile froze on her face, she was a little out of breath, and pointed at Shirtel's nose,

"I should really make you a mille-feuille, you don't care about Fiatina at all, you only care about your ice cream."

Shirtel blinked innocently.

She didn't quite understand why Laplande had such a big reaction.

After thinking for a while, Shirtel nodded suddenly.

"So, are you mad that no one wants to share ice cream with you? Poor thing."

"I......"

Laplande felt her blood pressure go up.

A black figure flashed subconsciously in her mind, her eyes dimmed slightly.

"Of course I have!"

Even so, she insisted.

"Huh? Although Laplande said that he is looking for someone, but Laplande has never mentioned it to us? What kind of person is the other party?"

Lapland's words obviously aroused Fia Tina's interest, she walked around Lapland curiously, her eyes sparkled, she seemed to be quite curious about the past partners of a legendary killer like Lapland.

The legendary killer's partner is also a legendary killer?Or a super hacker in charge of logistics?Or an invincible detective who fell in love and killed each other?

I'm curious!

"You guy."

Laplande naturally knew that Fiatina had no malicious intentions. She had a rare crazy smile, but her eyes were extremely clear from the beginning to the end, and there seemed to be a touch of nostalgia?

Fiatina can't read Laplande's emotions, she's not a devil, and she doesn't have enough social experience to learn to see a fan-shaped statistical chart at a glance like the protagonist of the novel.She will only make a small observation based on the other person's expression.

"It really brought up an incredible topic."

It has been a long time since Fiadina has seen Lapland showing this expression. The elegance and plainness she shows on weekdays, and the occasional live treasures make Fiatina almost forget that Lapland is a crazy killer.

This shows that Lapland is recalling, recalling her past, the time when Fiatina hadn't even seen Lapland.

"I can tell you a name, Texas, and as for my past—you'll find out someday."

"..."

Fia Tina didn't answer, and was going to bypass the topic.

Chapter 95 Are all the messengers of all nations so irrational? !

The four eventually went to the ice cream shop.

Fiatina has always liked the ice cream here. The ice cream in Syracuse usually has a strong milky flavor, but Shirtel seems to prefer the one made by Fiatina herself.

Since she had eaten ice cream not long ago, Laplande didn't buy her share of ice cream. She ran to the next door to the ice cream shop and ordered a few skewers of barbecue, and took a bite viciously as if to vent her anger.

"I thought you liked sweeter ones better."

Fiatina licked the ice cream and said,

"Is the barbecue here delicious?"

"I just like to eat your cake, this barbecue is not good at all."

Laplande curled his lips, the barbecue ingredients were not evenly spread, and the meat tasted like wood. It was a typical defective barbecue that was grilled indiscriminately and then served on the table. Let Laplande cook it himself is better than him eat.

"Is there anything interesting in Syracuse?"

Fiatina asked again.

Now that you have decided to go out and play, just find something interesting.

Fiatina is very familiar with this commercial street, but Palermo is a big city, and she doesn't know anything about places farther away, so she asked Lapland for advice.

"Um..."

Laplande thought for a while.

Well, she is not the kind of person who likes to go out and run around when she has nothing to do. Although she is very familiar with the surrounding environment, she has nothing to arouse her interest.

A black figure flashed in his mind again, and Laplande's eyes dimmed a bit.

"How about we go home?"

Fiatina suggested.

She observed Laplande's expression, saw Laplande's dimmed expression, and said subconsciously.

"I can make you a cake, I can make ice cream for Shirtle, I can make cocktails for Mudstone... if you want."

There are many places to play outside, but most of them are used to pass the idle time and enhance the relationship between couples. Fiatina suddenly realized Laplande's thoughts.

Some time ago, I and Laplande mentioned the matter between myself and Shirtel, and the relationship between Shirtel and her seems to have not changed much from the past.

Maybe Laplande wanted to help her and Shirtel strengthen their relationship?

Although she was very grateful to Laplande, Fiadina felt that it was unnecessary.

"it is good."

Laplande hesitated, then finally nodded.

The reason for the hesitation was naturally not because she still wanted to go out to play, but because she was already full.

With a cake for three people and a few skewers of barbecue, Laplande didn't think his stomach could hold more cakes.

"Can I save my share for the night?"

"of course can."

Fiatina smiled. She waved to Shirter and Muyan behind her, and quickly explained the situation.

Shirtel had no interest in going out to play, but Fiatina was also there, so she chose to follow; Muyan seemed to care more about her own farmland, and wanted to go back and continue planting her small field.

After making up their minds, the four of them quickly returned to their home.

Not long after the four of them left, a figure in a black robe appeared near Fei Ya's pharmacy.

Kelsey took off her hat, raised her head, and frowned slightly as she looked at the sign "Our store is temporarily closed" posted on the door frame of the pharmacy.

"A coincidence?"

Kelsey murmured, then shook her head slightly.

"Looks like I have to find a hotel to rest."

Kelsey sighed softly. Her intelligence network was useless in Syracuse, and most of her subordinates stayed in Kazdel, following Theresa to build the Tower of Babel.

In other words, Kelsey is now fighting alone.

Fortunately, she did research on Syracuse in advance.

There is a good hotel nearby, and it only takes a while to walk. Kelsey put her hands in her pockets and walked away.

......

Where Kelsey didn't notice, in the dark alley, a black figure gradually appeared.

"What should I call you?"

Kesche's face was filled with a happy smile, like a child who discovered a new toy, and his eyes were on Kelsey's leaving back.

"That's just a film, right?"

Beside him, Hong revealed a figure.

Hong is a scheming killer machine, she just asks any questions, she looks at Kelsey's back with some doubts, except for some old aura that can be felt in some old people, Kelsey and ordinary film seem to have no difference What a difference.

"Yeah, she looks like a ferret, right? That's what makes her great!"

Kesche lowered his head and smiled faintly at the ignorant girl beside him.

"A top scientist who once worked in the Academy of Sciences of Fort Saint Jun of the Ursus Empire, a well-known traveler who traveled among the states of Sargon, and even Iberia once had her figure."

"Some people say that she has been to Victoria, some people say that she appeared in Kazdale today, and now, she appears in this land again, Syracuse, she wants to leave her own eternity anywhere in this land Is it a legend—I don’t think so, a long-lived person would not do such a boring thing.”

"Hong, keep an eye on her."

"..."

Hong kept staring at Kelsey until the crowd surged and Kelsey disappeared into the crowd.

......

"Shouldn't we go back first?"

Fiametta asked Anna in front of her with some doubts.

She was still holding four packaged cakes, one of which had already been disposed of by Anna. After admiring, Anna pulled Fiametta to another direction.

That's not the direction back to the hotel.

"Listen, Fiameta, at first I received a mission about a person with a halo hindering the family's work. I thought that the halo was a fake. Now that I think about it, the information I got was a halo, but There is no mention of the light wing, so is there such a possibility that the halo itself is not a fake, but there is really a Sakota...or is it that the fallen angel hindered the family's actions?"

"You mean Miss Fia?"

Fiametta quickly understood what Anna meant, her pupils shrank slightly,

"That's impossible! Miss Fia is a gentle person..."

"That might be her disguise." Anna frowned slightly.

"But you also have no evidence against her."

Fiametta retorted.

"But she is likely to be related to Lateran's neutral status in Syracuse, and we have to be responsible to Lateran."

Anna stopped in her tracks and returned a cold look.

"If you want to go back, you can go back by yourself, but I will still go to those family guys to explain clearly."

"We should report it first and then wait for the next step."

Fiametta also frowned. If the calm Andorn were to judge, he would definitely report it to the notary first, and then the notary would report it to the Pope for a decision.

Messenger of all nations... are they all such irrational guys?

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Chapter 96 Red and Grandma "Wolf"