Chapter 1120: Lighting plan (11)

With a sigh of relief, it seems that the other party didn't care what he would do when he went to the bathroom. Even if they do something, it has nothing to do with them, and the other party doesn't worry about running away from them. Since the other party noticed him, he probably has been in the other party's range of perception.
The keen sense finally played a role while Cassia was waiting for the food to come up, and there was indeed a faint, almost imperceptible line of sight around him, wrapping himself in layers.
The waiter dragged a bottle of wine with both hands and broke in: "Dear Sir, can I open it for you now?" While speaking, the waiter picked up the upside down glass and placed it on the corner of the table. After receiving Cassia’s nod, the waiter skillfully picked up the corkscrew, opened the cork, shook the bottle gently, poured the wine glass half-full, and then gracefully put down the wine bottle and gently pushed the wine glass onto Cassia Before, after saying "Please wait", he politely left Cassia's field of vision.
It is true that I have not drunk much, so that how to do it like a nobleman, Cassia is not very clear. But it doesn't matter. The autobiography also says that it is natural to behave, without unnecessary actions. Wine will not become delicious due to these processes.
Cassia picked up the wine glass, a little shaking in her heart, but her body was controlled by instinct and did not appear to be abnormal. When the six people entered the restaurant, they sat on the opposite side against the wooden wall panel. At this moment, it seems that I can't wait, or for another reason, one of them is walking towards this side. The remaining five people were obviously hesitant. During a brief silent discussion, the man who had just entered the bathroom got up, followed the woman and walked over.
Following the perceptual acuity of ordinary second-stage surgeons he had encountered, Cassia suddenly felt something when they were less than ten meters away from him, raised his head, and looked over.
She wrapped her eyes around the two of them, and first scanned their faces. After looking at the man, Cassia followed the characteristics and personality she set for herself, and the next moment her eyes focused on the woman in front. Everything around was quickly ignored. For example, the camera has an auto-focus function. After selecting the target, all the energy is used to capture all the details of the woman. Other things are not counted as the background at this moment.
She is indeed a very beautiful woman, with a perfect figure, and a long skirt that seems to be tailor-made for her, revealing the small sections under the white neck to highlight the collarbone. The black hair, the right length, and the cool temperament in the portrait seem to indicate that the woman in front of me is indeed a walking art.
When she entered the restaurant, she did attract the attention of few customers. But no one came close, and the strong man behind her smelt of warnings all the time, although it is difficult for ordinary people to detect such warnings. But looking at the body shape alone can dispel many people's minds.
Searching for the memory in his head is not someone who has the impression of Cassia.
The woman naturally sat across from Cassia, and the man stood aside, seemingly unsuitable, and then sat at another table. It's just that the attention doesn't seem to be here. After the man sat down, he dropped his head and stared at the tabletop, not knowing what to look at.
The woman beckoned, and the waiter walked over with a smile.
"Thank you for adding another cup, please." After that, the woman looked at Cassia, "Will you mind?"
"For a beautiful lady, of course not." Cassia nodded and said, casting an inquiring look, but the next moment this line of sight was replaced by appreciation, "I don't know..."
The woman shook her head and interrupted the unfinished words. Cassia stopped there with a smile, staring at the woman in front of her. There is always a smile on his face, his eyes are always around the woman, and there is a young man who wants to be as elegant as possible.
After the waiter took the cup and poured the wine, the woman took a sip from the cup and exclaimed that the wine is indeed good. Putting down the cup, the woman moved her body, put her arm on the reddish-brown table top, and leaned forward slightly. The clothes on her neckline will naturally sag, revealing a small oval cavity, and a large piece of white, delicate skin without any blemishes can be seen around the collarbone.
"I'm very surprised." The woman's voice was indeed surprised, but she couldn't hide her, she was overflowing with joy and interest. It's like a cat lying lazily on the roof sleeping in the warm sunshine and saw a mouse walking carefully looking for food. There is no desire to pounce on it immediately and turn it into food in the stomach. Instead, I want to follow this mouse and see what a mouse’s day is like, and what its life is like. That's the kind of interest, and because of this kind of interest, there is the ecstasy of the prey you want in front of you.
"I never thought I would see this face here. If the gods really exist, I think I must be the one to be favored."
"Thank you beautiful lady for your compliment." Cassia responded to the woman's gaze, "I never thought that my appearance would attract the attention of a beautiful lady like you. I think I am also a person who is favored by the gods, probably."
"It seems that the gods do exist." The woman said, her eyes searching for something on Cassia's face. Cassia thought in her heart which power the woman would be.
It is natural to think of Charlotte and the knight attendants who came here from the empire. "Is it one of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table? Lead the team to come to this small country to be fully responsible for matters related to the forces behind Charlotte. It is very possible that the Knights of the Round Table were authorized and appointed by the Knight King along with the knight attendants. The actions in each small country also accounted for a large share of the team of knight attendants. As the same affiliation, a new knight of the round table came here to ensure the smooth progress of the mission. There is no point to be faulty. After all, from the beginning The task of the knight attendant is the death of the knight attendant. This loss is somewhat inconsistent with the purpose of the imperial council. It is no longer a military school model, and can be qualified in the assessment, and the surgery stage is three stages except for Ye Jielin. In the middle and late stages, you can truly become a middle-level figure among the surgeons. As long as you continue to exercise, with the potential of a knight attendant, it will not be difficult to grow to the point that the Imperial Council wants."
"But who will it be?" There is no information on the 12 Knights of the Round Table. Apart from the name, Cassia only knows what he looks like.
"You look like a friend of mine." The woman raised her goblet and stopped in front of her. The expression on his face seemed to be remembering something.
"Friend? To be so similar to your friend, Miss, I don’t know whether I should feel lucky or feel a sense of loss." The expression on Cassia’s face became a bit regretful, as if to say, I thought it was because of me that caused you. The same attention. After all, no one likes to be a substitute for others.
"Well,,, I don't think luck and loss are very appropriate. It should be dangerous, maybe the word would be more appropriate." The woman shook the glass, looking at Cassia through the wine in the glass, "I don't know yet. your name."
"Soriyatu-Randal, I am honored to be here today with the beautiful lady you." Cassia nodded politely.
"Soriyatu?" The woman murmured, "It's a bit similar..." The words dragged out a slowly thinning residual sound, and the woman continued to shake the cup, as if sighing.
"Then I don't know what is the danger, beautiful lady? Although this face is not handsome, I think it won't make people uncomfortable. I'm just a normal person."
"Nothing." The woman said, changing the topic. "He was called Cassia. Some people said that it was originally called Cassia?? Tussos, but then someone corrected it. It should be called Cassia?? Chira Andi. He was right. There are not many impressions left in my head, but anyone who knows him knows that he is a very good man. He is about the same age as you, and of course the same as me. Cautious, careful, mysterious, strong, like a cold-blooded man. The killer seems to have his shadow in every event that attracts the attention of many people. Obviously he is still a young person, even a big boy in his twenties, but he is full of people There are a lot of mysteries that I know. Maybe that's it. He has attracted a lot of people's attention. Of course, not all of these concerns are good. It can be said that most of them will bring him danger."
The woman kept looking at Cassia when she was speaking, and seeing the serious face, the woman continued: "I'm no longer in this world, and died in an examination..."
Cassia nodded, seeming to understand why the woman would notice her. Without speaking, Cassia thought it might be better to sit and listen quietly now. In this case, the less words are said, the less things are left for the enemy to analyze and search for loopholes.
"However, dying during the assessment is just a routine report. Later, people who followed him went to investigate the location in the report, and none of his body was found. It seems to be true, completely disappeared from this world. It’s the same. But I think that there will definitely be many, many people who will not immediately believe this news. After all, as a mysterious and enigmatic person, in this way, in everyone’s eyes... It’s in the ears, and the curtain falls in the ears of everyone. If you say this, you will feel inappropriate. He is an elite in a top school, and it is not too much to say that there is no genius that no one can surpass. . But just like this, I always feel that there is an inappropriate gap."
"Mr. Soriatu, can you stretch out your hand?"
"Huh?" Cassia was dumbfounded for a moment, then stretched out his right hand with doubts and placed it on the table. The woman put down the cup and gently grasped the rough-skinned palm with both hands.
The woman's hands are slippery, which is for sure. The temperature is maintained at the level of a normal person, without the characteristics of the operator. It seems that the body temperature has always been controlled. The next moment, Cassia's thoughts turned to these aspects.
The woman looked at a work of art, spreading Cassia's fingers. Then she stood up, with one hand following Cassia's arm up to her shoulder. The height of the woman is about the same as Cassia, and this movement makes her arch slightly. The semi-arc shape in front of the clothes expanded rapidly at this moment, and when he glanced at the front accidentally, Cassia immediately lowered his head naturally. Although I tried to control, my earlobe was still slightly red at this time. But I still control myself to take a look. This kind of age probably needs this kind of action, Cassia thought.
Of course the woman noticed this, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a shallow arc. She pressed her fingers on the skin of Cassia's arm, sliding it down until she returned to the palm of her hand. Did not find what she had been looking forward to, sat down with doubts, the woman still did not let go of Cassia's hand. There was silence for a few seconds. Just as Cassia wanted to ask something, something spread from the palm of his hand to his body. With extremely strong penetrating power, it is like a high-frequency sound wave sweeping through the body, wrapping everything in the clothes. A signal in a special form entered the woman's head.
Cassia breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and admired that her guess was correct. What the other party knows about himself is all records of various forms, which are very different from reality.
At this time, the waiter broke in again inappropriately and placed a few foods on the table. The woman released her hand and waited until the waiter left before she said, "Mr. Soriatu, are you from this country?"
The woman turned to ask about other things. Cassia didn't know her intention. The sense of penetration just now probably let the woman know the number of inhibitory tubes in her body, but she didn't seem to want to end the conversation.
After nodding, Cassia found that the woman's eyes looked at her with more joy and interest. I don’t know where I went wrong~EbookFREE.me~ or that I didn’t go wrong, but I just didn’t understand what the woman wanted to do.
At present, it is not certain whether the woman is hostile to herself, but apart from this, for a moment, Cassia seems to see the shadow of the other two on the woman. Feel a kind of discomfort, and a sense of potential danger from deep in the spirit.
Seeing the shadows of Li and He, Cassia only felt that she might have made a mistake in the reverse direction from the beginning. Regardless of whether the opponent is hostile or not, and whether he is the real Cassia, this does not seem to have much effect on the woman in front of him. Because these two aspects, in the eyes of women, the value should be equal. In summary, the result is not important anymore. The important thing is that the woman doesn't seem to lose anything. Compared to a deal, a woman will always stand on the side that won't suffer.
"I came here because of something, and I am really lucky to see this face again." The woman's expression did not lie, and it really showed this kind of luck and the joy it brought." Will stay here for a while, if you can, Mr. Soriatu, you don’t mind being friends with me during these hours. There are many things I want to talk to. Although some are inappropriate, it’s impolite. But I want to treat you like Cassia, that is my friend."
Cassia can only suppress the fluctuations in her heart, and nodded with joy: "It is my honor to be friends with the beautiful you." It is very clear that after saying this, Cassia saw that the corners of the woman's mouth were not The arc with the slightest concealment is indeed the joy of catching the prey completely. The only consolation is that this prey is still a substitute in the eyes of the woman.
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