"Nothing, tarot card divination is a lie!"
The girl was unwilling to interpret the meaning of the last tarot card and hurriedly put the cards away:
"Fate may be predetermined, but isn't the purpose of human life to break fate?"
“That’s very well said…”
Since the other party didn't want to say, Sakaki Makoto didn't ask any more questions.
He just wants to have fun. How things will develop depends on what he does and has nothing to do with Tarot cards.
"Let's go."
After the police car passed by, Sakaki Makoto stood up:
"Let's go to Sindorah Company."
The Harley 883, which has been exposed to the police, cannot be ridden for the time being.
Before coming to McDonald's, Makoto Sakaki found a shopping mall, parked his motorcycle in the underground garage, and pulled out a tarp to cover it.
So...
There is a high probability that the police will not find it.
At 3:20 p.m., in the summer sun, the four walked across a block and arrived at the building where the Sintra Company was located.
As a technology company, Syndorra is very low-key. It has only built a high-rise building in downtown Boston.
Of course, Thomas Sintra, who started from scratch, does not have such strong financial resources.
This dozens-story building in front of us was successfully completed five years ago with the help of the Hughes family and investments from countless business tycoons.
The value of a building like this alone is immeasurable.
But...
Sintra's research plans have always been a mystery, resulting in its stock price being lukewarm and unable to make a leap forward.
It is worth mentioning that...
Not far from the building is the famous Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
People come and go in front of Sindorra Company. Most of them have badges hanging on their chests. You can tell at a glance that they are employees of the company and can come and go freely.
Tourists are different.
The sign at the door explicitly prohibits unauthorized persons from visiting.
The freckled boy simply ignored him, carrying his notebook on his back, and swaggered into the automatic door.
"Excuse me..."
The lady at the front desk saw the 'uninvited guests' and hurried out to greet them:
"Do you have any visit appointments?"
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