Chapter 384: Crushed to Death

Standing on the green grass is a building similar to the Ocean Mansion. Its overall tone is based on solemn black and pure white, dotted with various patterns and transitions of styles from thirty years ago. Even the glass of the windows deliberately uses blurred colors that are not pure and transparent.

The designer of this house should be very fond of etching and inlaying techniques. After getting off the car, Lin En glanced at it more than once and saw the ingenious and exquisite craftsmanship. Being able to build such a big house in such a small town can be regarded as a silent show of one's own financial resources and power.

There are many people who come to the appointment.

The doorman at the entrance of the Ocean Mansion slightly checked the invitation. Unless the visitor took the initiative to show it, it seems that this lively salon is semi-open.

It is also in line with the idea of ​​the salon.

In this era where neither communication nor dissemination is so fast, if you have real talents and are depressed about your lack of referral connections, of course, this situation is extremely rare and rare, then you can boldly go to various salons with open nature and don’t care about identity to talk about it.

At least a decent job is indispensable.

For example, the new Labour Party members like to hold such salons to show that they have never been separated from the workers. In fact, this kind of show is almost ineffective. Whether they have been separated from the workers is not a show, but whether they have the strength and determination to pick up wrenches and hammers to work.

In addition, there are many scammers in such salons.

For example, in the capital, there have been jokes about turning water into oil or turning stone into gold. Not to mention, in this world with mysterious power, such tricks are really easy to be fooled if you are not familiar with the relevant knowledge.

As for perpetual motion machines, disc aircrafts and the like, they are even more like folk scientists.

In this noisy and lively crowd, Lin En carefully scanned it, and soon a look of disappointment or relief appeared in his blue eyes. He did not see Sherlock and Watson.

It seems that the purpose of the other party's visit should have nothing to do with politics. The [Destiny Bureau] believes in the illusory fate that can affect the future. Things like the Peace Council and the evil god belief in the lower city can affect the thread of fate, just like the subtlety of a butterfly flapping its wings.

According to the information revealed by the charming earl who was surrounded by all kinds of charm.

What this town can accomplish while drinking and exchanging cups can also be regarded as having a major impact on the future world. The new financial order, the eliminated gold standard, etc., all have a significant and far-reaching impact.

Since Sherlock did not appear here...

"The respected detective does not seem to be lying or writing that uncomfortable script. He may really come here as a detective."

Lin En reached out and pressed down the top hat on his head, and the mumbling sound in his mouth reached Amister's ears at a close distance.

"Do you care about Sherlock?"

"Ahem, that's not caring, but as a gentleman, I have to be alert to dangerous people who may hurt my lady. For this reason, I must concentrate on dealing with the detective who may cause trouble or he is trouble." The young gentleman was choked by the countess, and he coughed and uttered a series of social rhetoric to prove that he had no interest in Sherlock!

Not at all!

There is nothing wrong with his woman torturing him because of jealousy. If it is because of jealousy, then it is a hell of laughter and tears for Lin En.

He swore that if this really happened to him, Leticia would definitely laugh at him crazily.

"Of course~~ Dear, don't be nervous. I know you are not a believer of [Daughter of the Cup], and you will not go to the gentleman after you get bored with the lady~~" Amis came over intimately, and the hot air exhaled from the sandalwood mouth made people's bones soft. There is always a unique sense of excitement when biting ears in public.

The reputation of [Glass Girl] was damaged because the enjoyment of some extraordinary people in the sensory path was too novel. If it weren't for the fact that the righteous gods were neither good nor evil, I'm afraid [Glass Girl] would be the first to ascend to the position of evil god.

"What can I say and what can't I say later?"

Lin En also turned around and bit the beautiful mature woman's ear.

"Stay neutral and don't express your position like before?"

"This time is different..."

Passing along the magnificent corridor, the two people's voices came to a bright and gorgeous hall, which was obviously divided into several areas. Artists were exchanging inspirations on one side, politicians were talking loudly on the other side, and self-proclaimed philosophers were eloquently arguing about dialectical thinking and historical views, while wealthy businessmen were in a slightly darker place, raising their glasses as if celebrating a new deal.

Such a scene made Lin En understand why Qiushu was so popular, and even if they paid out of their own pockets, there were people willing to come and join in the fun.

The natural advantages of the venue brought together those who had resources and were willing to exchange resources. Only when resources flow can they be said to be constantly multiplying. The lively atmosphere now is much better than those social dances that pretend to be reserved and difficult to cooperate with.

The young man couldn't help but complain in his heart.

These people want to make money but are unwilling to lower their status. There is only one autumn harvest like this in a year. When he sets up the factory he planned, he will provide all kinds of considerate services to consumers. God will not let them die.

Making money is not shabby.

How can people like you really make a lot of money?

Lin En fantasized about some beautiful future, and at the same time thought that success studies, recruiting people, corporate culture, gratitude and so on could be prepared in advance. When he had some achievements, he would inject this poisonous shot of cardiac stimulant into the capital market of Albion, so that the country could explode its potential before the next war.

Amiste was obviously an expected VIP.

As soon as the beautiful mature woman entered the lively and orderly golden hall with Lin En's arm, someone dressed as a servant noticed her and immediately came up to greet her quickly, doing a decent and slightly complicated aristocratic ceremony.

"Respected Sir Amiste Russell, your brilliance is like the golden scales of the sun in the sky. Sir Raphael has been waiting for you for a long time. If you are willing, please wait for a moment. I will go to inform my master. He is meeting with Lady Cynthia and Count Andy in the small room at this moment."

"It seems that my two old friends are faster than I thought. You go and inform them. I like the hustle and bustle. This is a good place for me to stop and observe." Amiste is gentle and easy-going, with the tone of an old friend reminiscing about the past.

"If you have any needs, please feel free to tell the servants. It is our honor."

After the servants politely withdrew, Amiste turned around and whispered.

"Stay a little away from Cynthia later, if you don't want to be crushed to death."