The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

The yellow Beetle drives onto the road.

The radio was not turned on in the car. Lucia silently looked at her toes with an expression similar to autism. Hebron Road is not too far from the King's Tavern Apartment. Jessica quickly drove the car to the destination, lightly applied the brakes and slowly stopped at the door: "Okay, Lucia, the place is here."

"Lucia?" Seeing that the girl didn't respond, she had no choice but to pat the other person's shoulder. Lucia blinked and raised her head: "Huh? Oh...Sorry, I was just... "

"It's ok."

Jessica looked at her: "I have other things, so get out of the car, go back and listen to the rock music you like, and then forget about that scumbag as soon as possible. If you really don't have money to pay the rent, I can consider lending you a little, but don’t expect me to keep paying, I’m not in love with you.”

Lucia raised the corner of her mouth, then put it down quickly: "Thank you, Jesse."

"uh-huh."

Watching the lost girl disappear through the apartment door, Jessica turned the steering wheel and continued to drive the Beetle towards Furnival Gardens. It's just past 12 o'clock, and I still have one afternoon to wander around, so why not continue with the previous plan. As for Lucia, to be honest, the relationship between the two is not really friends, so she doesn't want to continue to interfere in this matter for the time being. After adjusting the car radio, Jessica rolled down the window and began to think distractedly about "Mrs. Viper's" first move.

Hydra has strongholds all over the world, and is initially divided into continents. The Hydra forces on each continent usually belong to more than one different faction, with North America being the most complicated; and for each faction, there are also Break down the bosses into large and small ones. According to the memories of Mrs. Viper Ophelia Sarkistan, Jessica has seen many familiar faces. Although the risk is higher, the reward is greater, but no matter how powerful the black light body is, it is unrealistic to pick a "snake head" at the beginning.

Each of these people is better at hiding than the other.

Of course, he is also good at escaping.

Like the arrangement in the movie where a dozen people rush into the manor, kill the target and then seize the global criminal empire, it can only be said that the screenwriter does not want to be smart. In reality, the success rate of doing this is too low. Even if there is such a good thing, Jessica doesn't think she can encounter it, so she might as well find a little boss.

Ah, almost there.

Furnival Gardens is not far from the King's Tavern Apartments. Jessica found a parking space and took out her guitar case from the back seat. The Beetle is relatively small and only has two doors. Passengers must put down the front seats before entering the back seat. When she chose this car, Jessica had no intention of letting anyone sit in the back, but even so, it was troublesome enough for a big guy like a guitar case to move around in the car.

The weather is pretty good at the moment, and generally by midday, the chance of rain in the city decreases slightly. Smelling the fresh earthy smell, Jessica stepped onto the brick road in the park. There were already many tourists walking around after dinner. One good thing about the frequent rain in London is that the sunshine is generally not very strong, not to mention that for most white people, sunbathing is a kind of enjoyment.

Most of this park is lawn, so it is also very convenient for family outings. Jessica didn't go far when two puppies came over like they were having fun. The dog owner was a fat middle-aged man. He quickly followed and called loudly, but he couldn't stop the pets from circling around Jessica.

"Sorry ma'am, I think they were a little too excited."

The fat man gasped and touched his bald head: "Oh, I don't think I've seen you around here. Is this your first time in Furnival Garden?"

"Yes, and I'm looking for a stage."

Jessica touched the two dog heads and pointed to the guitar she was carrying.

"Ha! I understand, go to the riverside viewing path! The scenery there is as beautiful as you, madam." The fat man pointed behind him: "And the riverside viewing path is very wide, and artists like to pick places there. , you will definitely like it. Oh, by the way, my name is Val, I live near here, if you come here often in the future, you will see me again."

"Jessica, nice to meet you." Jessica said goodbye to the fat man Val and quickly turned to the riverside viewing path. The sparkling Thames River was filled with small sailboats, like a static landscape painting. After taking a few deep breaths facing the river, Jessica put down the guitar, regretting that she had forgotten her previous idea of ​​buying a camera.

I'll get one in a few days.

Looking at the small sailboat quietly, she began to relax, and her brain seemed to fall into a light sleep, leaving only the familiar scenes playing over and over again. In my previous life, I usually devoted my weekends to various live broadcast projects. When I took the rest on Monday and Tuesday, it was already afternoon when I opened my eyes. Every time this time comes, tiredness and laziness will hijack the body, turn on the phone and place an order for takeout; it is already evening when I finally sit down in front of the computer and do a lot of things.

Very rarely, I will go out and do a regular nucleic acid test, or go to a convenience store to buy some Corona beer that I like to drink. The whole journey was not far, and he was too lazy to wear headphones. He was walking through the alleys filled with smoke and smoke. The sunlight filtering through the treetops would bring a unique comfort and comfort.

It just... feels so far away.

I'm a completely different person now.

Jessica raised her arms, her fingers were slender and her skin was delicate and smooth. If I had such a skin in my previous life, maybe my entire life experience would be completely different, right? There will no longer be shyness, low self-esteem, self-loathing and exile; the relationship with your parents will be better, you can put down the so-called face and embrace, and maybe even your self-esteem can become noble.

...Why am I still thinking about this?

Touching her forehead, Jessica picked up the guitar case again and continued along the riverside viewing path. Spider-Woman has been brainwashed and manipulated for many years and is already broken. Therefore, the impact on her character and other aspects is relatively slight, far less than that of other people who were devoured such as Madam Viper. It’s no wonder that when looking at the lake, it was supposed to be Jessica’s relaxing time, but her mind inexplicably went to Mr. Watson.

As I walked, the sound of the guitar drifted into my ears in the wind. The trails here are indeed, as the fat man Val said, almost wide enough to accommodate two cars side by side. Even if one side is used to lay out the venue, the other side will not affect people's access.

Soon, Jessica saw a group of people in front of her.

The performers were a man and a woman holding guitars. They leaned against the stone railing with their backs to the river, while the audience collectively moved back and sat in rows on the lawn, leaving room in the middle for passers-by. Judging from the instruments in the hands of some audience members, this should be a rotating performance event, and they are probably waiting for their turn to perform.

"Hi, how are you!"

With a pretty face, you will be more popular no matter where you are, not to mention that your identity matches the scene very well. As soon as he saw Jessica carrying the guitar, the young man wearing a red peaked cap took the initiative to stand up and say hello: "Are you here for the performance too?"

"I just want to come and have a look..." Before Jessica could finish her words, the guitar man and woman at the other end had finished playing, and more than 20 people on the grass responded with warm applause. The red hat guy ended his cheers early and turned around with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, I was interrupted just now. I haven't seen you before. Do you live near here?"

"That's right. Mainly because I haven't gotten my street performance certificate yet, and then a man named Maurice Delion told me that I don't need a certificate here." Hearing Jessica's words, the red hat guy laughed directly. Voice: "Hahahaha, this does seem like something Morris can do, but he is right, our place..."

As he spoke, he shouted to his companions: "Hey! Guys, we have new faces here!"

"Wow! You're so beautiful!"

"Hello! Beauty!"

Seven or eight people came up to shake hands, which almost caused Mr. Watson's social phobia in Jessica to attack. The questions asked in each mouth were almost different, and she could only prioritize them: "My name is Jesse. Ka, I play the acoustic guitar.”

"Jessica!"

The red hat guy smiled and waved his hand: "That's a great name. By the way, my name is Dill Stevenson. Morris and I are the organizers of this event. Since you know Morris, if you don't mind , we can also be considered half friends. You are welcome to join in, Jessica, by the way, and these people..."

He waved his hand and signaled the men and women gathered around to disperse quickly: "These have been gradually added in the past few years. Everyone usually likes to joke. Hehe, I hope you don't mind. We will get to know each other soon."

"......Row."

Being surrounded and seated in the middle and back of the auditorium, Jessica looked around twice and did not see Maurice's conspicuous bald head: "Where is Maurice? Is he not here today?"

"Oh, he, uh..." Red Riding Hood brother Dilka said for a moment: "Morris is probably still in the police station now. He was arrested two days ago for participating in the parade. He may be arrested again. It will come out after a while. Those tax thieves only know how to bully civilians after taking the money, and they have the nerve to call themselves police."

Another arrest?

Well, not surprising.

As soon as Jessica sat down, Dill pointed to the guitar man and woman who had just finished their performance: "If you also play guitar, you must get to know Lawrence and Olena. This pair has already won awards in various competitions. They have won many awards and are considered the most famous couple here. Yes, it’s what you think, they are about to get engaged, haha.”

Couple? I just met a couple who broke up. What a coincidence, isn't it?

"Hey! Do you want to sit down and take a look first, or do you want to go up and talk for a while?" Dill didn't know how many newcomers he had received, and he was more proficient in saying one thing than the other: "I tell you, just go up and talk for a while. The best way to introduce yourself, everyone will have an impression of you. Believe me, Jessica, and I’m really looking forward to your performance, come up and have some fun?”

"Ah? Now?" Jessica hadn't reacted yet: "Isn't this in order? Wouldn't it be better for me to just jump in?"

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Dill stood up, clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and then felt his palms facing Jessica: "Hey everyone! Our new friend, Jessica! Do you want her to come first?"