dream tour

commitment? Iris smiled, "I don't think you can disagree." "

"As long as I can avenge my daughter! No matter how much money I have—"

"I don't need money, but you have to provide some information and swear that you will never reveal my information. You know, heroes are often easy to get into trouble." Iris's words successfully evoked Seeing the unquenchable anger in a father's heart, the originally elegant man tore away his disguise, revealing a ferocious desire for revenge.

Nash's eyes almost burst into flames: "It's just these small problems, of course it's okay! But are you sure? And, you really are..."

"I'm sure of that." Iris patted Nash on the shoulder, signaling him not to get too excited.

"Has your daughter had any surgery?"

"She had a stitch operation on her abdomen and the rest of the wound has become a scar."

Stomach stitches...

Iris suddenly compared this with the patient who died after being separated from the neck in a previous hospital.

"Borrow the computer!"

Nash was surprised by the other party's ability to think: "Yes, please take care of yourself."

Not long after Iris hit the keyboard, he sighed: "Sure enough!"

"What's going on?" Nash walked over and found that Iris was watching a piece of news.

"The time of this man's death is very close to the time when your daughter was admitted to the hospital. I'm afraid he just finished killing someone, and your daughter went in with his back foot. Tell me, who would kill a man who is disfigured and speechless?"

Thinking of passing by the murderer earlier, Nash's heart tightened suddenly.

At this time, a man with an ordinary appearance but a good figure who was ordering food suddenly flashed a strange emotion in his heart.

— that was a gut feeling.

☆, unforgivable crime five

A few days later, Iris looked at the information he had obtained.

"It looks really ordinary." Iris glanced at it with a smile, "Is this a portrait based on your daughter's description? Although I don't know how you persuaded your daughter, but are you sure it's over?" At this point, are you not handing him over to the police?"

"My daughter agreed to draw it after hearing about you, and both of us will strictly guard against keeping this secret from being known by anyone." Nash promised, "Besides, if someone finds out, I will also change. Be your partner?"

Iris said angrily: "Sir, what do you mean by 'companion'? It's really ugly—it should be called an assistant."

"Hahaha! Yes! I'm your assistant—" Nash laughed a few times, but the smile froze after a short while, and said in a sinister tone, "Help me torture him!"

"Of course, I'm your hero~" Iris quickly memorized the facial features of the people in the painting. He has the ability of quick memory and often has a photographic memory.

Just as Iris walked back calmly, Mr. Nash behind him suddenly said: "Iris, my daughter and I are looking forward to your new work."

"I'm honored." Iris shrugged, "The name of the new work is "The Werewolf Under the Full Moon", please look forward to it~"

Under the full moon, the werewolf disguised as a human being tore off his coat, revealing his ferocious minions, hunting in circles of urban environments.

Of course, it is impossible for Iris to write like this. You must know that his stories have always been positive and beautiful.

The werewolf is actually not that bad, he just looks fierce. He fell in love with the girl who was hunted down by the "hunter" and rescued her. After experiencing twists and turns, the two lived happily together.

In fact, if you look carefully, you can know that the girl is the real hunter.

Of course, most people can only see the beautiful world like a fairy tale on the surface.

After Iris drove the car out of the parking lot, a young girl who looked very indifferent walked out of a room next to Nash Ward.

"Emma, ​​what kind of person do you think he is...I didn't expect that I never understood him." Mr. Nash said with a self-mockery.

Emma Ward frowned: "I think he is somewhat similar to that person, but not the same. He makes me feel very good."

"Very good?" Mr. Nash asked again.

Emma Ward leaned on the glass window with both hands, watched Iris' car go away, and murmured: "He should be able to help me get rid of that nightmare..."

Iris drove the car and walked to a lively bar. As far as he thought, the murderer should like to find prey and then track him down.The fastest place, of course, is the bar.

But the bar can only be a place where he often has fun, and it doesn't mean that he will hunt here.

Iris looks very young. All in all, although his temperament is calm, he still doesn't look like a person who entered the society at all, just like a high school student.

So Iris was stopped by the security guard at the door.

Iris took out his ID card out of nowhere: "I've grown up a long time ago."

The security guard saw it, yo, it really is, and couldn't help but tease: "You are such a cute boy."

Iris said in surprise: "If you don't know, I will misunderstand that you want to ask me out. Then I will go in first."

He waved his hand at the competent security guard, his movements were as natural as an old fritters.

Iris actually doesn't like the feasting and feasting in the bar, even drinking, but here, Iris will not let any of his inappropriate points show up.

"A margarita, thank you."

The bartender is a sexy and intellectual beauty. Seeing the new face of Iris, if it weren't for the skillful and natural posture of the other party, he would have thought it was a child who had just grown up and went out at night.

"I thought boys like you usually liked Gibsons or Bloody Marys."

Iris supported his chin: "This sister, I am already in my twenties, and I am already an adult."

"But this is the first time I've seen you, but your technique doesn't look like a novice~ Could it be that you have entered a similar place when you were a minor? But it's not like... I guess, you should have been stopped by security just now .” The female bartender’s slightly hoarse voice seemed to be flirting no matter what she said.

Iris sneered: "There's nothing wrong with maintaining your own temperament. It's like a cocktail, you have to choose your own suitable taste instead of pretending to be cool-that's what big boys who have never seen the world do."

On the first night, after drinking, Iris went to dance again, chatted with a bunch of guys and girls intentionally or unintentionally, and then quickly withdrew when the time was up—come on, he didn’t want to go to bed with those men and women play.

For weeks, Iris would come here at night.

This made the bartender very strange, oh, Iris also knew the name of the bartender, Rihanna Perry.

"Recently I can see you every day." Rihanna said in surprise, "It seems that you are not interested in this kind of place, and every time someone comes to strike up a conversation, you will not have further communication with them."

"Because I am a novelist, I like to observe people's reactions, and then extract them to make the characters in my writing more vivid and three-dimensional."

Rihanna couldn't help laughing: "Looking at you, it's hard for me to imagine what kind of novel it is...Let me guess a horror novel? A mystery novel? A love story?"

"No, it's an adventure story, suitable for all ages." Iris blinked, half-jokingly, "For the sake of our acquaintance, I'll give you a copy in the future, with the author's signature That kind of thing. Even if it is sold, it can be worth a lot of money.”

Rihanna made a margarita. This cocktail is sweet and sour, and the alcohol content is not high. It tastes like strong fruit juice and soda: "Then I'll look forward to it. Come, give you the same old .”

"Thank you~" Iris finished the cocktail in a muffled mouth.

At this moment, a man sat beside Iris.

"Mister, hello~" Iris nodded, and his heart beat slightly when he saw the man's face clearly.

——It can be regarded as letting him find it!

The author has something to say: I was at my classmate's house all day yesterday, and I came home very late, sorry for not updating.

Maybe school is about to start, I'm not in a good mood orz

——Summer vacation really flies by!

☆, extra

After Iris woke up, he found that he was wearing Scarletknight's combat costume and was holding his usual large scissors, but his strange outfit did not cause any commotion. People in the old alleys of China wore outdated clothes The clothes dangled past, as if the old images were constantly playing in a loop.

"It's so strange...how am I here?" Iris subconsciously searched his memory, and the last moment in his impression was the picture of himself patting the pillow a few times and then covering himself with the quilt to sleep.

There are quite a few old ladies, because it is an old alley, so these people live very close to each other. These old ladies burned yellow paper and threw them away while muttering.

Iris subconsciously felt that it was better to avoid it, so as not to accidentally step on the yellow paper that was gradually burning to ashes on the ground...

"This looks like...money? Is this the ghost paper? I saw it on the Internet..." Iris squinted at a piece of paper that was burning by the side of the road, and said after thinking for a moment.

"Speaking of which, it's really deserted here. Let's find a way to go out first." Iris thought so, looked towards both sides of the alley, and found that one side was connected to a relatively spacious street, and there were pedestrians passing by .

On the other side... it looks like there is no end, and Iris can't help but feel cold.

"Whoa, whoa—"

A little girl in a red dress was lying on the side of the road crying... this point?this atmosphere?Little girl crying but no one to comfort her?

Even if Iris doesn't usually watch horror movies, he knows that this is a typical plot of horror movies!

Iris was planning to go around the little girl calmly, but the little girl's crying stopped when Iris was closest to her!

The little girl's head appears completely turned upside down!It's as if there are no bones in the neck at all!

Her complexion is as pale as paper, and if you take a closer look, you will find that she is not actually wearing a red dress, but a white dress stained red with blood... Blood and tears flow from her eyes, and the dripping tears of blood gradually gather on the ground , It turned into a small puddle.

"Brother, my handkerchief is missing, can you help me find it?"

The little girl's voice was erratic, it didn't sound like it came from her throat at all... It was as if she was lying directly next to his ear and exhaling to him!

Iris remained calm: "Little sister, if you lose your handkerchief, go to your mother or teacher. Disobedient children will be criticized by adults."

The little girl suddenly became extremely hostile: "You didn't tell me! You didn't tell me where my handkerchief went! Then I will take your head off, big brother! You are so smart, you can definitely find it! "

Iris looked at the little girl's pale hands from far to near, subconsciously took a step back, and raised the pair of scissors to cut off the pair of fierce claws—come on, deal with disobedient ones who probably killed a lot of people Non-human beings, it's better not to show your sympathy.

"Ahhhh-!"

Unexpectedly, before the scissors touched the little girl's arm, the little girl let out a shrill scream.Iris noticed that the little girl's jaw slammed into the blood pool on the ground, and her tongue and throat could be clearly seen.

Just as he was thinking about whether to give the other party a final blow, the little girl suddenly disappeared.

Iris wondered, is this weapon that he often uses so scary?

☆, extra

The author has something to say: I'm going to school tomorrow, so tired!It took me so long to come out!

Wow wow ah ah ah ah ah!!The schedule is out!Although there is no evening self-study, it is good and busy during the day!

Ask the little angels to touch and hug for comfort! ! ! !

Iris didn't know that his pair of scissors had been tempered by resentment. Except for his own master, it was a real weapon for everyone else!It was also like this, the ghost was so frightened that it ran away immediately.

Stepping out of the alley, Iris seemed to flash countless blurred scene fragments before his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously looked behind him.

The original old alley turned into a dark and damp dead end, with a lot of garbage piled up in it. The sudden appearance of Iris didn't seem to attract people's attention.

A person came and went expressionlessly, the sky was still dark and gloomy, and the rotten and humid air passed over Iris's nose. Looking at the scene of strange buildings that seemed to be spliced ​​together with old and new curtains, Iris Do you think you are probably dreaming?

Experimentally, he pinched his face hard, and Iris let out a "hiss—"

"It hurts..."

But if it's not a dream...is it really possible?

The building that was originally estimated to be white has now become a dirty khaki under the wind and rain, and the iron stair railings have rusted to the point that they are almost falling off, but there are bright red lanterns hanging at the door that do not conform to reality. , The lantern looks like it is newly hung, and it is burning with a faint red fire.

On the other side... there are clean and fresh modern buildings, but looking at the towering high-rise buildings, Iris's heart is no less anxious than facing the old and decayed block.

Iris narrowed his eyes, who brought him to this place that shouldn't exist in this world?

As for asking these passers-by who come and go?He really didn't have such an idea.

Those people didn't even notice his existence, so they took the initiative to look for them?Iris felt that he might get into unnecessary trouble.

While Iris was standing still, a familiar figure entered Iris' eyes.

The moment he saw that person, Iris suddenly became restless!

He ran over and grabbed the familiar man's hand: "Philip! Why are you here?"

"...?!" Seeing Iris in such a "dress up", Philip showed a look of astonishment, "Honey? Why are you dressed like this? What's the matter with the scissors in your hand? And here Where? Why am I here..."

Although the person in front of him was Philip, Iris felt that this was not his Philip...

It's strange, the appearance is the same, but the figure is much worse. This Philip is obviously very good in physique, and he doesn't look like he is bedridden all year round.And the other party called him "dear" very affectionately?

"That... what's my name?"

Philip looked at the familiar face of his lover. Although the light in his eyes was not the same, he still felt that this was his lover!Could it be... amnesia? !

"Your name is Iris, and we are married. How did you forget? Could it be that you were injured?" Philip nervously went to check Iris' head.

Iris gently patted Philip's hand away, and at the same time took a step back, pointing at himself with a look of shock: "Are we married?"

"Yes, we've been married for several years."

"So... what's the last thing in your memory?" Iris asked in a low voice.

Philip rubbed his chin, thought for a while and said: "We just had a hearty love, and then fell asleep. When I woke up, I found that there were people standing around me, and I was still wearing clothes."

Iris suddenly expressed a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred for the self who is not himself!

☆, unforgivable crime six

The author has something to say: To be continued.

This semester is estimated to be the busiest semester since my university (heartbroken), even if there is no evening self-study, it is still the busiest =0=

The more you think about it, the more annoying it becomes!There will be physical education on the first day of class tomorrow. It's really a man! ?

"Hello." Iris greeted with a smile.

The man looked at Iris deeply, and raised the corners of his lips: "Do you need me to buy you a drink?"

"Are you trying to strike up a conversation with me?" Iris raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, "Has anyone ever said that your methods are too old-fashioned?"

"Practical does not mean obsolete. Two glasses of whiskey, thank you." The man made a "2" gesture to Rihanna, and Rihanna smiled, "Sir, it's been a long time."

"Do you remember me?" The man showed a surprised smile, and Iris noticed the inadvertent hideousness.

"I have a good memory. I can remember customers who have been to this store once." Rihanna proudly handed out two glasses of wine, "Two glasses of whiskey are ready."

Iris took a sip of the strong whiskey, and his fingers almost touched the man's nose: "You want to get me drunk and drag me to your bed?"

"I don't think so." The man shrugged and gestured humorously, "I swear."

"Come on, a man's oath doesn't work. I'm a man anyway." Iris said angrily, "The wine is too strong, it really doesn't suit my taste. Let's go dance together?"

"It's an honour."

The man just took a sip of the wine and left it there, handed the banknote to Rihanna, and followed Iris into the noisy and intoxicating stage.

Rihanna swiftly put away two glasses of wine, and couldn't help feeling: "These days, good men are taken away by men."

The body of the man and Iris were almost touching, and Iris avoided it slightly in disgust, and then he heard the man whisper in his ear: "I smell the same smell on you, baby."

"Maybe we are not the same." Iris snorted coldly, and after finally enduring a few annoying DJ dance music, he left the dance floor leisurely.

Men followed suit.

Iris said hello to Rihanna: "I'll go back tonight first, see you later."

"Goodbye."

Seeing the man following Iris step by step, Rihanna rested her chin on her hand and looked at the figure of the man: "Ha, although the face is so-so, but the figure is good."

Having said that, Rihanna curled her lips in annoyance: "Really, am I dissatisfied with my desires?"

Still, Rihanna wished Iris a blessed night.

Iris drove his own car, um, is that DUI?In fact, Iris took a drug in advance, which can effectively promote the rapid decomposition of alcohol, so if the current Iris is detected for alcohol, there will be no problem.

The man watched as Iris opened his car door and made an inviting gesture to himself.

He smiled inwardly: What an interesting "peer"!

"You are really interesting, sitting in my car so unprepared, you are not afraid of being slaughtered by me like livestock?" Iris narrowed his eyes and released his killing intent without fear.

"Heh~ I think we might get along very well. It really makes me sad. It seems that you don't welcome me. Tell me, which prey are you looking at? Are you afraid that I will snatch it? Is it the bartender?"

"No." Iris raised the man's chin seductively, "What if I say my prey is you~?"

"Hunting on the bed?" The man firmly held Iris' wrist.

"This..." Iris laughed evilly, and the man suddenly felt a strange but slight numbness in his back, which soon spread all over his body, making him lose control of his body!Iris easily tossed the man's hand aside.

Iris looked at the man with a ferocious face, but he had lost the strength to resist: "The prey on the iron bed."

The car gradually moved away from the bar, and the man was carried by Iris to a hidden corner.

"Mr. Ward, I brought him here for you."

Iris waved his hand cordially, and the man was picked up by Iris.

Iris was not interested in the man's real name, and the man was speechless at this time.He could only be chained to an iron bed by Iris and Nash Ward, and his limbs and neck were locked firmly.

"How many people have you killed with your hands?" Iris ruthlessly pierced the man's palm with his own scissors, but the man didn't even groan.

Clapping his hands, Iris said, "It's my fault, I forgot to inject him with the antidote. His nerves are paralyzed now, and he can't feel pain at all."

Take a tiny syringe out of your pocket, it's handy and doesn't require a specific needle, just stick it in.

He injected the antidote casually, and at the same time, Ayres forcibly poured the medicine that can make the man's voice temporarily mute.

"After tonight, you murderer will cease to exist~"

Iris watched the man's body start to twitch vigorously and took out a needle.

"You... killed a lot of people. And there are many innocent children. They should have their own future, but you destroyed them."

Picking off the man's nails one by one in disgust, Iris looked at the man and frowned in pain: "I'm relieved to see you in such pain."

But facing him, it was Nash Ward who showed more hatred and anger.

And Iris also handed over the initiative to him.

Seeing that the man was almost cut into a pig, Iris thought to himself: It's really cruel.But the other party has treated his children cruelly. If someone hurts his relatives, he will not give up. Of course it is inevitable to reach the level of Nash Ward, and it may even be longer to do this to the other party!

Just like the woman who pretended to be a child before!

Thinking of that nasty mental illness, Iris has a monstrous resentment, and only the blood of sin can calm him down!

But...he is not the protagonist now.He is not good at making noise and taking over.

The man's weak hoarse voice made Iris feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart. It was because of this kind of person that Philip could...

Seeing the man being chopped into flesh by Mr. Nash little by little, Iris smiled and said, "Mr. Nash, let's get rid of this thing completely."

"of course."

Mr. Nash's whole body was covered with blood, which looked extremely scary, but Iris was more relieved - because the other party would never reveal this secret.

A fire completely wiped out the traces of evil on the ground—that is, what was left by the original villain.

But there are many, many, such people in the world!

Iris accidentally entered a website.

——The killing website full of killing videos!

Sin, forever, can only be released through blood.

And to punish evil, even if you do evil yourself, you must release it through blood!

☆, unforgivable seven

"The police are investigating the clues provided by the only survivor of the school murder incident. The Colorado police have arrested three young men and are looking for the suspects in the No.4 serial murder case. The members are from Portland, Oregon...they spread The so-called killing rituals are carried out in various states. The cult has many organizations, and it is likely to be the culprit who committed the kidnapping..."

When Iris heard this, he glanced at Nash Walter who was sitting on the sofa.The culprit who committed the kidnapping case had already been hacked and burned to death. This has nothing to do with the kidnapping case.

"I really can't believe that a young man who can write such elegant and beautiful words is actually such a person." Since Nash killed the prisoner who kidnapped his daughter, his whole body has recovered very well.Something in the spirit, however, had fundamentally changed.

"Looking at your expression, Scarletknight is about to go out again?" Nash joked, completely ignoring the fact that if it was him, his tone would not be so excited.

Iris shook his head secretly, and said in a serious tone: "I can't do much for this kind of cult-style crime with a large population, and I have to rely on the police in many cases... But, if I encounter it, then it goes without saying .”

"I'll be leaving first, Mr. Nash. You will be fully responsible for the publication." Iris waved his hand and left the spacious office without looking back.

Nash Ward was left alone looking at the new book titled "The Werewolf Under the Full Moon", thoughtfully.

After coming out of the office, Iris drove straight to the bar he frequented recently, because it was broad daylight, and there was no one in the bar.But Rihanna, the dutiful bartender-cum-little boss, is digging her head in to clean.

"ding ding"

Although there were no security guards and a "Not yet open" sign was hung, Iris pushed in without any pressure.

"Sorry, it's not open yet." The garbage on the ground has been swept into a dustpan, and Iris smiled as he watched the dust and garbage on it crumbling.

"I've been working all night, such a big bar is here, can you clean it all by yourself?"

"Iris? What are you doing here in broad daylight?" Rihanna was surprised, she suddenly thought of something, she covered her mouth and smiled, "Thinking about it, it's not too early now, it's already afternoon... how about it, yesterday That man's physical work is good, right?"

Iris rolled his eyes: "Whoever said that I have something with him, don't guess."

"Then didn't you drive him away last night?" Rihanna blinked and said rather "innocently".

Iris smiled wryly: "In your eyes, my vision is so bad? Last night, that man also had something wrong with him. He came to my car when his motorcycle was smashed. I came here to remind you that the world is not safe now. Ah, you single woman be careful."

"The world is not safe? Oh! I understand, you mean the recent cult murder case. Don't worry, there are so many guests here at night, and there are security guards at the door at night. Don't be afraid." Rihanna thanked again She paid attention to Iris' concern, but she still didn't care too much.

Iris continued his efforts: "Anyway, be careful, and don't be alone recently."

"Oh~ you pay so much attention to me, do you really like me?" Rihanna cocked her head pretentiously, and Iris couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Rihanna, you're probably dreaming, you just need to wake up. I'm planning to rush the draft these few nights, and I'm just here to give you a book."

Speaking of which, Iris ran back to the car and took out a signed pre-printed version of "The Werewolf Under the Full Moon".

"Haha, I know you're surprised. I won't say anything more, I'm busy going home, and I'll see you in a few days... or maybe a few weeks."

Rihanna was left alone looking at the exquisitely bound book messily in the wind.

"Wait! Iris!? This...is that, that Iris!?" Rihanna was stunned for a moment, dropped the broom and turned on her smartphone to search.

After entering the words "werewolf under the full moon" in the search engine, there were only sporadic news on the previous few official websites and forums...

"In other words, this is a new book that hasn't been released yet!?" Rihanna, who usually pays attention to gossip news, remembered at this time that she had actually heard of such a writer before, but she hadn't read his book. The book, I only know that it is quite famous...

After throwing the book to Rihanna as a promise, Iris drove back to his residence.

He carefully selected the information about the suspects that he had collected as much as he could. From a rough appearance, they had one thing in common. They always wore dark hoodies and wore hats when committing crimes. They also wear crude and strange platinum paper masks.

Iris watched and watched the video of the only surviving female student fighting back, and finally noticed a tiny detail.

"I finally found out~"

Iris didn't continue working that day. He came to a secluded town with few people—although the United States has always been sparsely populated, big cities and small towns are still different after all.

Compared with cities that are bustling all night, the success rate of crimes in small towns is much higher.

It was already late at night when we drove to the destination. Iris could not help but feel tired after driving for several hours. The town is relatively small and there are not too many hotels, so he had to stay in a hotel recommended by the smart map. A small hotel with a good reputation.

Below the small hotel is a relatively large restaurant. At this time, there are a few couples of young lovers who are dining, and three or four punk young people who are a little withdrawn and playing cards are sitting together.

Iris glanced at it seemingly casually, but remembered the appearance of the people around him in his heart.He didn't know if it was a coincidence, but he always felt that the young men and women playing cards were a bit weird... Because their clothes were thicker, Iris couldn't see whether they had tiny marks on their bodies.

"Please give me a room with a better environment."

"The environment here is not bad." The person at the front desk should be the owner, an old man who looks more lively. The old man's smile looks a little enthusiastic and obscene, but Iris understands that the other party looks like this, and he doesn't wear anything. malicious.

"Young man, what are you doing here at night? Seeing your girlfriend?"

Iris guessed that the old man would ask some romantic questions, and he guessed right as expected.

"I don't have a girlfriend. I'm just here to meet netizens, hehe." Iris didn't lie, in order to cover up, he really has a netizen to meet, tomorrow afternoon.

The other party's name is Dennis, and he is a professional writer like Iris.The two have actually known each other for a long time. One of the purposes of Iris's visit this time was to meet netizens, and the other purpose was to find clues that there might be a cult killing case in this small town. That's why he came here.

"Iris? Good name." The old man handed the room key to Iris, "Young man, I have chosen a quiet room for you, so you will not be disturbed."

Iris glanced at the label "407" under the key. Not only was it the highest floor here, but the number was pleasing to his eyes.

"Thank you."

Dragging suitcases, because it is a small hotel, there is no elevator installed here. After all, you have to think about it, the keys here are not the popular electronic card type.

Watching Iris's figure fade away, several young men and women who were playing cards silently looked at each other eeriely...

☆, unforgivable eight

Looking around the "407" room for a week, Iris checked carefully and found that it was quite clean, and there was nothing unbearable - such as used condoms/cases, paper towels and the like, and the bathroom was still clean. There is a glass door connected to the toilet, and the glass door is shadowy.People who want to come, whether they are couples or other relationships, will not feel embarrassed.

Iris was lying on the bed, watching boredly with his mobile phone in his hand, when Dennis sent a message: Dear Iris, I suddenly remembered that if you come late, you can stay at Colin Hotel, then The surrounding environment is good.

Iris sent a message: What a coincidence, I have already stayed at the hotel.

In a messy room, books and papers were scattered everywhere, and the baby-faced young man wearing black-framed glasses watched the reply excitedly. For him who was withdrawn, although Iris had never seen it before, it was one of his few. Not many friends!

Dennis: How do you know?And you came so fast!I thought you were coming back tomorrow!Shall I see you now?

Iris smiled slightly. After all, he was a netizen for a long time, and he also had mobile phone calls. Iris easily understood Dennis from the lines—a bookish, but serious, simple, and kind young man. .

To be honest, although Dennis often complains that no girl likes him, Iris has seen the photos sent by Dennis. His facial features are not ugly or even cute, but... the other's hairstyle and clothes are really worrying.

Iris smiled back