The Sin of Wearing a Crown

Chapter 161 Return to No. 63

"Hehe."

Lin En, who was lying on the bed, laughed slyly, turned his head and winked at the other side as if to show off, and soon he got his retribution for his pleasure.

The next moment.

Pa!

Sophia's slap landed on his face, not too heavy or too light, just enough to hear the sound.

"You little bastard, you don't know what it means to stop, right..." The big sister wrapped in the quilt touched her buttocks with some fear. She was about to fall apart now, and she couldn't help but feel a nameless anger in her heart when she saw Lin En. "...Are you still wronged? Do you know what pity is?"

"I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Lin En admitted his mistake at the speed of light, but his green eyes were still staring at Sophia's beautiful curves wrapped in a thin quilt, obviously not saying what he meant.

Sophia felt that the strength she had finally raised was gone when she was looked at by this gaze, her legs were numb and sore, and her whole body was like soaking in a hot spring, and the warmth disintegrated her will. The eyes that were originally glaring became weak and soft, as if flirting.

For men, this is an invitation signal.

The flame in Lin En's blue eyes that had just fallen became strong again, and she looked ready to move.

"Stop! Get out! Do you want your sister to die here?" Sophia was shocked. She had just come down from the ups and downs. She was really happy and scared. She quickly grabbed the pillow and beat Lin En out of the room. If there was another round, she would not have to do anything tomorrow and just lie on the bed.

The little gentleman could only grab his clothes from the ground, bent over and ran out of the bedroom in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

With a puff, the pillow hit the door.

"Lin En! Don't come into the room tonight!"

Sophia chased after him with a little anger, and then closed the door angrily with a quilt wrapped around her. The big sister who returned to the bed took another breath of cold air, and the pain in her body did not mean to stop at all. Playing with her long silver hair, she suddenly missed it a little bit.

But soon Sophia shuddered and shook her head.

"No, if this goes on, I'll be tortured to death by this little bastard sooner or later. I have to distract him a little more."

At this time, the big sister no longer had any emotion of blaming Lin En for bringing work back. She was really scared. Whether it was work or other hobbies, she had to let her good brother distract himself. Of course, it would be best to find someone to share the vigorous energy. Sophia could only hope that Lin En would quickly take down the pretty widow.

After lying down for a while, Sophia struggled to get up again.

Go and unlock the bedroom door.

Just now, it was all angry words. How could she bear to let Lin En sleep in the living room at night. As for whether she might be tortured late at night, the big sister had already accepted her fate.

On the other side, Lin En, who was driven out of the bedroom, had a plan.

He knew that Sophia might be unhappy about bringing work home, and he didn't have a way to quickly coax her in a short time, so it was better to feed her first. The big sister is scared and won't care about anything else. Sometimes, Lin En's brain circuit is still very clear and effective.

Going downstairs to the living room, the smile on Lin En's face quickly disappeared.

Instead, there was a trace of worry.

Pouring himself a cup of hot water, Lin En was still thinking about the things in the downtown area. After thinking for so long, his brain, which had never stopped, had already shown some signs of fatigue, but the vague uneasiness in Lin En's heart still made him dare not stop, as if he would make an unforgivable mistake if he stopped thinking.

Lin En stood by the window, where the terrain was higher, and he could just see the lights of the [Steam City].

Depressed and angry?

In 404, Lin En had vented all his anger. He was not an emotional person, and rationality always prevailed in his brain. Just like operating a computer system, he marked the relationship diagram of the information pasted in the memory palace, and he was like a sculpture holding the cup.

After a long time, Lin En lowered his head and sighed.

"I'm sorry, this world, I still don't love you enough, and I don't have the courage and method to change you."

Lin En, the individual led by the time traveler Lin En, did not take that step after all, but this does not mean that he gave up. The extent to which a thing is done depends entirely on attitude. When Lin En was holding Sophia, he thought clearly that his attitude was a bit pessimistic and he would do his best and leave it to fate.

The fate here is more of a hint to some upper class.

The cold light of [Weaving Moth] was projected into the house, echoing with the light of the gas lamp. The British boy sat at the table. His emerald-like beautiful eyes seemed to be missing something, and seemed to have something more in the depths.

He looked at the stairs.

He showed a pure and clean beautiful smile. There is always something worth protecting.

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The next day, the weather was cloudy and everything was normal.

Lin En and the beautifully dressed Sophia went out to watch the circus for entertainment. In order to take care of her younger brother's face, Sophia rarely put on light makeup, tried to cover the scar on her face, and wore a veil hat. Of course, her own aesthetic taste is very rustic, and after the guidance of the young master, it naturally became much more pleasing to the eye.

Lin En and Sophia had a lot of fun that day.

I saw a clown stepping on a big ball, a fire-breathing busker, a magician doing tricks, some scary freak shows, and all kinds of surprisingly obedient beasts. This circus from the far north is said to come from the Roman Kingdom. They will stay on the outskirts of the [Steam City] until next spring before returning to their hometown.

At the circus sales counter, Linn also bought some flower seeds, which are ornamental marigolds. As for the color they grow, it depends on luck.

Even without the influence of the [Flower Maker], he instinctively wanted to plant something.

After the break, Sophia and Linn looked at each other for a while, then she reached out and touched Linn's cheek, then turned and left. She was going to meet someone who could help Lin En understand the current situation in the lower city.

After Sophia left, in the lively crowd, a man standing behind Linn suddenly turned around. He was also holding an ice cream in his hand, a white dessert made of cheap butterscotch water, which he was biting into his mouth.

"The sweet taste is mixed with a little sadness, which is not good."

It turned out to be Bill, who seemed to have been waiting for the young gentleman for a while.

"Have you brought everything?" Lin En ignored the squinty eyes and asked directly. As for more, the two of them had communicated using Tongque last night.

"certainly."

Bill was certainly prepared.

"Where's the captain?"

"She is going to the headquarters today. It involves some interest transactions in the bureau. The minister is not completely sure. By the way, she can help Mr. Clark."

"Help Clark?" Linn asked sideways.

It occurred to Bill that Lynn didn't know about this yet.

"He originally had the opportunity to be promoted to a civil servant at the headquarters, but he missed it due to an accident. Well, when a civil servant reaches the top, he is a cardinal, and he is also an incredible big shot."

"Let's go."

The destination, No. 63 King's Avenue, is also what the poor people call a mob den. The direction of the investigation was decided by Linn's brain. If he wanted to understand the Lower City area, the fastest way to start was from the Elba Field headquarters.

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