The Global Advent of the Elves

St. Petersburg.

This is the capital of Leningrad Oblast, an ancient city that has gone through several generations of cultural changes. Palaces, churches, colleges, museums, and theaters can be felt when walking among the ancient buildings. You can feel the unique traces of the Soviet Union.

Lin Zhou and Fujiwara Sakurako walked past the Tsar's Seat in the East Palace and saw the Madonna Benoit and the Flower Goddess, as well as the portraits of General Kutuzov and the generals who resisted Napoleon.

General Kutuzov's glory obviously does not belong to him alone. In his portrait, he is accompanied by an exceptionally majestic circle bear.

In the Literary Café on Nevsky Prospekt, Pushkin’s wax figure and Miss Goethe sitting opposite him, holding a spade playing card in her hand, are lifelike and lifelike.

Sit down at the small dining table here, take a sip of vodka, and listen to the melodious tunes of Moscow night on the gramophone. This is an intoxicating city.

"Seriously, this stuff doesn't taste weird."

Lin Zhou chewed the beaver meat in his mouth. The unpleasant and pungent smell was really hard to swallow. He quickly drank a big mouthful of sour cream and beetroot soup before he could barely swallow it.

Looking at the roasted venison and bear meat stew on the table, Lin Zhou really couldn't lift the knife and fork.

"It's not you who said you wanted to try the game restaurant."

Sakurako Fujiwara sat next to him and rolled her eyes at him. She inserted a small piece of venison with a fork, smeared the special lingonberry jam on it, and stuffed it into Lin Zhou's mouth.

“This feels a little better.”

Lin Zhou had to say that he originally wanted to try something new. After all, this kind of food was not available in China, but he did not expect that these game foods were so "wild and untamed."

It is worthy of Lao Maozi’s cooking style, which really retains the wild “original taste”.

"You should really go to the Vodka Museum with me and try the lard-coated vodka there. When you pour it, you'll realize it's nothing."

Sakurako Fujiwara shrugged. She had been in St. Petersburg for more than half a year, so she was not as uncomfortable as Lin Zhou, who had just arrived.

The little fox sitting next to him kept sniffing the sturgeon and black caviar and the Napoleon cake that is a specialty of the Literary Cafe. While taking small bites with a fork and spoon, his tail under the table waggled happily.

Lin Zhou looked at it and smiled. This little guy also knew which one was delicious and which one was expensive.

He asked the waiter to order three more glasses of vodka. When they came up, there was white frost on the glasses. He and Sakurako Fujiwara each had one glass, and one glass was given to the little guy.

The melody of the gramophone echoed in this small cafe where the poet's death was left, as if sitting with Lermontov, Shevchenko, and Glinka, participating in a literary club meeting.

"I won this cup of literature and art"

Lin Zhou enjoyed this kind of moment very much. If he had the chance, he would really like to release the elves together, but the situation did not allow it, so he could only drag the little fox to enjoy it with him.

The vodka felt hot going down his throat. The little fox had no idea what Lin Zhou had tricked him into drinking.

After drinking a glass of vodka, his eyes widened, the hair on his body stood up in excitement, and fire crackled out of his ears.

Lin Zhou laughed loudly at this. Under the influence of alcohol, his face was slightly red with capillary congestion, a little tipsy and warm.

The two of them had eaten in a literary cafe. When they came out, they faced the cold wind of St. Petersburg summer night, and the alcohol of vodka exuded warmth in their bodies.

They went to take a cruise on the Neva River. The cruise ship was sailing on the Neva River. On the riverside was the Peter Fortress. The June boat song was played from the loudspeaker on the bow.

The little fox curiously leaned on the railing beside the boat and looked at the exotic scenery on the riverside.

In the inland river, there are black waves, mosquito-repellent frogs, horned goldfish emerging from the water from time to time, long-winged gulls flying in the sky, and a pair of Mary Lou playing on the cruise ship.

The cool breeze of the summer night was blowing. Although it was already 11:[-] local night, the sky in St. Petersburg was still bright, just like daytime.

The high latitude brings the white night phenomenon here. In this season, it may not get dark until one or two in the morning, and then it will light up again after a while.

The extreme dark and white nights, just like the rich cultural atmosphere here, are also part of the romance of the city of St. Petersburg.

"Aren't you going to talk about this mission?"

Jingli sat on the seat of the cruise ship, rising and falling with the waves of the Neva River. The wind on the river was so cold that it didn't feel like summer at all.

Although she was not as well-prepared as Fujiwara Sakurako, who was wrapped up tightly, Lin Zhou had already transformed the Variety Monster into a warm baby that could generate heat. She pressed it against his body and did not feel cold at all.

"There's nothing to say about this mission. We just have to have fun."

Sakurako Fujiwara didn't seem to care much about the so-called task of catching Ms. Bond, which made Lin Zhou look at her with confusion.

"Do you know why we need to find 23 groups of people for this mission?"

Lin Zhou shook his head, and Fujiwara Sakurako continued:

"Because they had arranged their escape route and deception early in the morning, when Ms. Bond escaped, we traced the past and found a total of escape routes to 23 different locations around the world."

"So you urgently summoned 23 groups of people to chase them separately."

Lin Zhou was speechless, it was so simple and crude.

Sakurako Fujiwara shook her head.

"Time waits for no one. They don't have time to investigate one by one. They probably think that if they don't pursue it like this, they will soon lose the trace of Ms. Bond."

"Then we are still here, playing so leisurely, okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Ms. Bond won't be here anyway. We are just on a business trip to make soy sauce. You can treat it as a trip at public expense." Sakurako Fujiwara said nonchalantly.

"how do you know"

"I have worked with Ms. Bond before, and I am very aware of his anti-tracking skills. With her style and ability, all 23 routes must be false."

"Then you're wasting this manpower and using the Alliance Calling Order?" Lin Zhou looked confused at this magical operation.

"You have to do the trick to lure the snake out of its hole. If you don't do it to this extent, how can you deceive others? I can't tell you too much. Anyway, you know that Ms. Bond is not here and the Origin Orb is not here. You are just here for a vacation and that's it."

Lin Zhou didn't know what to say after hearing this. Forget it, there's nothing wrong with going on vacation. He said casually to himself:

"Since it's not that important, as for you coming here in person, just ask someone from the security department."

Sakurako Fujiwara glanced at him after hearing this, and thought to herself, let a blond beauty with a curvy front and back come to vacation with you. You will be so beautiful. Do you want to go to heaven?

Of course, when these words came to his mouth, they must have been excused by the words "just for show".

The two were chatting on the cruise ship, enjoying the beauty of the white night on the Neva River and enjoying their vacation.

However, at this time, there was a cold air that no one noticed, which was slowly freezing on the bottom of the cruise ship.

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