The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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"Jason. Bayi? Chinese ■ article? ● www.ww.81zw.com?" The middle-aged man said for a long time, without a response, he shook his head helplessly, "You are really a little friend."

"He's not my friend." Jason's voice was weak, but he was assured that although Weiss had a heavy hand, he wouldn't really destroy Jason. They were all traumas, and the energy was used up. "It was just a child Just know. "

Weiss snorted and ignored it. He was thinking about whether to keep the news or wait quietly. At the same time, he was still wondering why Paisin was dark and there was no light at all.

"Jason said you joined the army as an adult. What did you do?" The middle-aged man seemed to be talking about the topic.

"If I tell you, I will kill you." Weiss decided to wait, too anxious and not good, it was easy to cause doubt.

"Hehe." The middle-aged man smiled, and didn't care about Wes's joke threat. "Military, it's very difficult. I mean, people like us, don't talk about the principles, how did you get here?"

Wes stared at the seriously curious eyes in the rearview mirror, and suddenly there was a strange feeling. He didn't know whether he was playing a role or being himself.

There were three more pairs of curious eyes, and even the talkative guy in the back seat of Jason looked at him, which made Weiss' strange feeling even stronger. Unconsciously stretched his body, clenched fist skull white, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Hey!" The middle-aged man raised the hand with the ring again, "We are in the same situation! Don't repel me, I just really want to know hey, curious."

"Don't show off your ring!" The middle-aged man's hand was pulled down by the person in the co-pilot. The person who hadn't talked very much glanced at Wes in the rearview mirror. There was this fear in his eyes. Look. Unlike the one in the back seat, he was terrified of the image Wes showed.

"Since you are going to join the club, we will all be friends anyway." Even so. There was still some fear in his tone, with a hint of tremor, he pointed to the middle-aged man, "Bob. He was only married for a year and then divorced, but he brought a ring every day and made a special affection , Never get out of feeling hurt. ★ ??? Bayi Chinese Network.ww.81zw.com? "

The middle-aged man named Bob pouted, embarrassed to be taken apart.

"I'm Joe. There's nothing good." He turned his head, his eyes turned around with Weiss, and pointed to the talkative guy, "Mitchell, there is nothing to say, and then you know Jason."

"What are you doing to introduce him!" Mitchell shouted, frowning. "He hasn't been reviewed by Ai Li, who knows enough to add people!"

Joe seemed to relax a little, and white Michelle, who had the same personality as him, but was obviously more courageous, "You can go in this way. Why can't he!"

"Who is Ali." Weiss frowned, and there was still a review. What was the review?

"Uh, Aili is a psychologist-like guy." Joe turned his head and answered quietly again.

"What to review." Wes asked for a moment of silence.

Bob seemed to understand Weiss's psychology, smiling comfortably, "Don't worry, it's not the kind of 'you lack fatherhood', 'you have a childhood shadow' ... that kind of ghost thing." He thought about it, " You do n’t need to tell you any past stories. Basically, when we are at a meeting, he listens to it, and then the person who does n’t accept it will say it directly, but he likes to use what you think in your heart. It's kind of. So we all think he is a psychologist. "

Bob was misunderstood. It ’s normal for people like them to be sensitive and biased towards psychologists, because it ’s the group of people who caused their status quo. Weiss is the same, but he is not prepared to explain, just let this misunderstanding exist, "Who did he reject."

"Some." Bob thought for a while. "Some people just want to take the time to join because of boredom. Naturally they were rejected."

"Isn't this club playing time?" Weiss asked a very dangerous question, "Are you doing anything?"

He used the tone of the question for the first time, but everyone in the car was quiet. Weiss's eyes swept from the rearview mirror to the back seat, and everyone frowned, not knowing if they were thinking about it, or whether they just couldn't answer it.

"We have secrets." Jason's energy seemed to recover a little, and his speech became a lot smoother. "He might just be thinking about keeping it secret. Bayi ?? 中文 ?? 网 www.81zw.com ◆"

Wes frowned, and he couldn't judge how much the real part of the sentence was. If the crime was a secret, it was the past. But looking at Jason's expression, he didn't seem to be referring to this.

Weiss did not continue to ask this dangerous topic, "Where are we going."

Without a question, the answer was much faster. Bob recovered his smile and said, "Meet." His chin lighted the motel illuminated by the headlights of the car, [Pine's Rest Station].

The headlights went out, and the old motel fell completely into darkness.

When Bob pushed the car door, an electromagnetic whistle sounded, slamming lightly, the light bulb on the front porch of the hotel lit up, and the dim light smudged the surrounding things. Bob and the others who got out of the car turned their heads together and looked in Paisin's direction.

Someone pushed open the door of a room in the hotel, "Bob, you are also here."

A few people turned around and smiled, "Ai Li! You are here! We don't need us to call you anymore. We brought a man, and we think he is very suitable for our club."

A man named Aili looked at Wes covered in a hood and smiled. "Chester also brought one and said it was appropriate. You really don't have a sense of discipline."

No one seemed to care about the accusatory words, "Another one? We have to see which one is more appropriate."

Ai Li shook his head and smiled, beckoning to let them in. "He's not here yet, I'm still waiting." He appeared to be holding Jason, frowning, "Jason, what's wrong with you?"

Jason glanced at Wes, said nothing, and was escorted into the room.

Weiss had a little anticipation in his mind. He certainly hoped that the newcomer in his opponent's mouth was James. He followed Jason, just about to enter, but was stopped by Ally, who stared at him, "Name?"

"Weiss."

Ali paused, nodded and smiled, letting him in. Glancing around, closed the door.

There was no one else in the room, Jason was directly put on the bed, Joe and Mitchell sat on both sides. Bob was much more practical, walked to the bathroom, found the towel, and began to wash, it seems to be cleaning up for Jason.

"Let's start first. Chester hasn't come anyway." Elli clapped his hands. "Just talk about anything, don't worry about me."

"I don't want to talk to this kind of person." Mitchell glanced at Wes sitting at the round table opposite the bed.

The taste of Eli ’s psychiatrist has begun to show, with a smile on his face, glancing at Wes, and then facing Mitchell, "What kind of person is he? Or, in your heart, what is he Such a person? Do n’t worry, just say it. This is a safe place. We can say anything. "

...

The Paisin-China circuit was restored, and the police quickly resolved the initial event of the dispute. Chester looked up at the chandelier that flashed for a while and then stabilized, smiling at James. "Let's go. "

James frowned, "Where are you going? What does that Alex want to censor?"

"Assembly." Chester waved indifferently. "That's when we chatted while he listened, don't take it seriously."

"What are you talking about?"

"Anyway." Chester had gone out and walked west, he seemed to realize something. He added with a smile, "You don't want to say that living in Barton, we can talk about your previous affairs. Anyway, anything."

James twitched his mouth, "Is we talking? Isn't I talking to him?"

"Well. So it's called a rally." Chester smiled. "Basically, the introducer talks with the introduced person. Sometimes it's a bunch of people who don't know each other, sometimes two, plus one Ai He does n’t care about him at all. He will warm up at most and let everyone introduce himself. "

James has the same feeling as going to the mutual aid association, "I don't like to talk, and I don't like to talk about things now or before."

Chester shook his head, but his expression was a smile, "Everyone is the same, who wants to confide with strangers, but also watched by individuals. We can talk about hobbies, music, movies, etc." There are some special meanings in his eyes, and the smile also disappeared. "This is just a process. After the review, it goes without saying that we will use action to show it."

James looked at Chester with a serious face. After he knew the true nature of the other party, he was able to understand what the other party meant.

With action, just as Chester will provoke a conflict between Paisin and the Herman factory, this is the dark side of his heart, he does not need to speak out, nor need to be interpreted by a bystander from only words He was so straightforward.

James narrowed his eyes. "Is there any benefit to joining this club?" Although it is doubtful, James still follows Chester.

"Yes." Chester smiled. "You will know, but you have to come first."

"What if I can't get in, that Ai Li, the censorship you said, I don't know what it means at all. What do I need to prepare."

James is a little irritable, maybe he was a little irritable when he originally entered the mission, because it is related to aliens. However, there is one more thing that was just born.

Immediately after Chester returned home, he made a phone call to the man named Aili. The first sentence is about the paper he had previously obtained from his colleague who cited the conflict. But he didn't mention anything on the paper, he just said something he got, but the excitement in his tone could not be suppressed.

Then he said that he had found a very suitable newcomer and helped him, so that Ai Li must wait for him at the meeting place.

Although James' mission is to sneak into the club, it seems that there is a case related to Herman. No matter what is in that piece of paper, it will not be a good thing to make a person who hates the Herman factory happy. And this time, the paper will be handed over and the incident will enter the next stage.

James urgently needed to find the gap and contact the police.

"No." Chester took a close look at James. "Although his reasons for refusing others during censorship are sometimes strange, you helped us." He blinked, emphasizing that 'you helped We ', "I'll tell him, let him let you in directly. We'll just go through the process!"

James is really not happy. Sorry, Herman. (The novel "Barton's Fantasy Event" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 1oo% lottery gift for everyone! Now open WeChat, click on the "+" sign at the top right to add friends, search Public account "qdread" and pay attention, let's hurry up!) (Unfinished to be continued.)