The darkness and distortion hidden beneath the surface of civilized society, the eerie whispers that only rise in the dead of night!
The day the sea fog rolled in, the world turned into a lon...
After leaving the villa and getting on the carriage, Eros couldn't help but let out a low laugh as he recalled the scene that had just happened in the living room.
Sure enough, what kind of daughter you have, what kind of mother you are.
It wasn't that he didn't notice his mother's gaze, he just pretended not to see it.
The purpose is to tease this mother who is jealous of even her own daughter.
It turns out that this is actually quite fun.
Especially when she finished her breakfast and was about to leave, she mentioned it specifically.
When he thought of that scene, Eros couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
In this way, Eros, in a very happy mood, came all the way to the Special Operations Department office.
He arrived early today, and when he walked into the Special Operations Department office, Peter and Vivian were not there yet.
Henry and Kevin, two teammates working the night shift, were the only ones in the office.
Eros smiled and greeted them, then walked to his seat and sat down.
About ten minutes later, Daisy pushed open the back door.
Eros greeted Daisy with a smile.
"Good morning, Ms. Daisy."
Daisy looked at Eros meaningfully with her beautiful eyes, then smiled and said hello:
"Good morning, Conan!"
Henry and Kevin, who were sitting on the other side, stood up when they saw Daisy come in, greeted Daisy, and then walked towards the back door.
The time has come for them to change shifts.
Eros didn't care about Henry and Kevin's departure. He was wondering what Daisy meant by that look just now.
Not long after they left, Vivian walked into the office with her long legs and crisp steps in a pair of black thick-heeled high heels.
Hearing the crisp tapping sound, Eros immediately came back to his senses from his thoughts and turned his head to look towards the source of the sound.
Then he saw the slender and graceful Vivian.
Looking at the white long legs faintly visible in the slit of the nun's uniform, Eros pretended to glance at them casually, twice, three times, and then he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
Mmm! It's pleasing to the eyes! It's pleasing to the eyes!
"Good morning, Vivian!" Eros also greeted with a smile.
Vivian held a cup of hot milk in her hand and sipped it as she walked.
After hearing Eros's greeting, she stretched out her pink tongue to lick her lips, then hummed softly at Eros as a greeting.
Then she sat down at her seat with the milk, holding the cup in both hands and drinking the milk with a satisfied expression.
Ever since the curse on her was lifted, she no longer had to worry about the things she loved being cursed.
Look, the owner of the breakfast shop that she used to like recently borrowed money and opened the breakfast shop again.
Now she only needs 87,862 pounds to pay off the loan.
With her current annual salary, she only needs 44 years of not eating or drinking to pay off the loan in full, and her future life will be bright.
Of course, during this period, if we can kill more cultists and take the pollutants in their bodies to the church in exchange for gold pounds, we might be able to pay it back even faster.
Vivian, in a good mood, took another sip of the milk in the cup.
I haven't had this kind of fruit-flavored milk for a long time.
Suddenly she realized that someone was looking at her, so she looked in the direction the gaze was coming from.
The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and then Weiweian spoke:
"Look at me, I won't give you any drink!"
As she spoke, she moved the cup to the side, making it further away from Eros.
Eros coughed lightly and said, "I just saw that you seemed to be in a good mood today, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances."
Vivian nodded and gave Eros confirmation:
"I'm in a really good mood today. My favorite breakfast shop has reopened."
“Their specialty fruit milk is really good.”
When talking about this, Vivian's beautiful eyes sparkled.
It's really cute that a woman with a queen-like appearance, queen-like figure, queen-like temperament and queen-like voice suddenly shows such an expression.
What a contrast, so cute!
Eros retracted his gaze and replied with a smile:
"Really? I wonder where that breakfast shop is. If I have the chance, I would like to try it."
Vivian didn't hide anything and immediately told the location of the breakfast shop.
While they were talking, Peter and David came in from the door.
Both of them were holding a paper bag in their hands, and bursts of meat aroma wafted out of the bag.
Vivian sniffed and stared at the paper bags in the two men's hands with her beautiful eyes.
"What is that?"
Peter and David were stunned for a moment, and after noticing that Vivian was looking at the paper bag in their hands, they smiled and said:
"Fried chicken! Do you want some?"
Vivian shook her head: "No! The smell of grease is too strong."
After he finished speaking, he continued to sip the fruit milk in front of him. Eros beside him was a little curious:
“Is there any fried chicken sold around here?”
The area outside on York Street is his responsibility, but he patrols back and forth every day and never sees any store selling fried chicken.
He has never eaten fried chicken in his life. It should be said that this dish does not seem to be popular in this country.
At least he hadn't seen it.
Hearing Eros' question, Peter casually said, "I got it from the cafeteria. This is the new method that Chef Koro Baudrillard has learned."
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