man in suit

In the first district, you are an upper-class nobleman with fame and power. Not to mention stomping your feet, just a glance can scare the other party. Seventh District rules.

A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. Even though the He family was in the first district, they didn't even have the chance to meet O'Sullivan when they came to the seventh district. They didn't show any face. O'Sullivan rejected the official meeting invitation from He Hongxue, and also refused Sheriff Zheng Bo's meeting request, the group has nothing to do about it.

But since He Hongxue went to the seventh district in person, how could he return without success.

Unlike the luxury cars that run all over the streets in District [-], you can only occasionally see a luxury car on the roads of District [-]. The bulletproof cars that have been specially improved look no different from ordinary middle-class cars, and they drive on the roads of District [-]. It doesn't attract too much attention from others.

When was the last time he came to the Seventh District, about eight years ago, he and O'Sullivan went to the Seventh District to perform missions, they killed people together, drank in O'Sullivan's old home, Looking forward to the future with the cold wind blowing on the balcony, they were still "friends" at that time.

Ming Chen looked at the city scenery of the seventh district speeding past outside the window, and there was a big change from the last time he came. The roads were bumpy back then, but now the city roads are very smooth; The police on duty can now be seen on almost every street on patrol.

The once frightening king of destruction has really been doing his best to build his hometown in the past eight years.

If you want to meet that stubborn and proud guy O'Sullivan, if you take the right path to visit in person, you will probably be rejected. However, there is no way to meet O'Sullivan. After exchanging information with the sheriff of District [-], Zheng Bo got a The O'Sullivan pathway can be found.

"O'Sullivan actually likes the piano." That is to say, the car compartment is spacious enough to accommodate He Wenhan's long legs, the man with his legs crossed, and the man who always sits in a particularly domineering posture took off his headphones with a look of boredom. I don't like this kind of classical music like a lullaby at all.

Even though he retired from the secret service organization in District [-] eight years ago, O'Sullivan's fierceness and cruelty are still widely spread. A person who can be a partner with Tyrell, who is called the king of secret agents, is probably a monster-level existence in the eyes of outsiders.

Tyrell's acting style is vicious and sinister. His brain is probably even more unfathomable than the deepest trench in the ocean. You never know what he is thinking in his heart.Or do you have any secret calculations in your mind when looking at you.

O'Sullivan was just the opposite. This grumpy man didn't like Tyrell's overly insidious and scheming style. It was hard to imagine that such a rough man would be obsessed with classical piano.

"I don't know how to play the piano." He Wenhan spread his hands and said to Zheng Bo who was sitting next to him with a smile, "The rest is up to you, the pianist who has been learning piano since he was three years old."

"Has Zheng Bo learned piano so early?" Ming Chen asked curiously.

"His mother is a famous pianist. A certain person's childhood wish was to be a pianist. Am I right?" He nudged an old classmate next to him lightly with an elbow, and He Wenhan raised his eyebrows with a smile, without any hesitation. He stingily praised Zheng Bo's piano skills.

After being praised by He Wenhan, Zheng Bo said modestly: "Actually, Mingchen plays the piano very well."

"Just praise him. His piano skills are at best mediocre. I'm not hurting you on purpose, I'm just seeking truth from facts." Doesn't He Wenhan know Mingchen well? He Wenhan secretly liked Mingchen as early as when he was studying, why? It may not be clear how well Mingchen plays the piano.

Zheng Bo looked at He Wenhan, and then at Ming Chen who just smiled and did not refute. He had heard Ming Chen play the piano in the garden last time when he was in C City Hotel, and his level was definitely not just average.Zheng Bo didn't think too much about He Wenhan's words. After all, Mingchen was just a pet. No matter how well Mingchen played the piano, He Wenhan couldn't compare him with a pet.

A pet is always a pet, no matter how well-bred a person is, in the eyes of the upper class, Mingchen is just a pet, nothing more.

Without speaking, Ming Chen just laughed it off. Ming Chen, who was born at the bottom of the world, can understand and see better than anyone else.

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It's not a recital hall, and it's not even a magnificent music hall at all.

"Are you sure it's here?" Holding his hands in front of his chest, He Wenhan raised his head and looked at the small cafe in the outskirts of the city in front of him. There was a signboard hanging outside the wooden cafe, with three characters written on it: wooden man.There is also a logo of a coffee cup next to it.

"I'm sure it's here, the address can't be wrong." Zheng Bo confirmed the address on one side and said, "According to the information given to me by the sheriff of District [-], there is a pianist in the Wooden Man Cafe who knows O'Sullivan. Someone will pick up the pianist to play at O'Sullivan's place."

"Let's go in first." He Hongxue strode forward, and the others followed immediately.

Mingchen looked up at the signboard of the cafe, when someone grabbed his hand suddenly, He Wenhan looked at him with a look of disgust: "Why are you in a daze, remember to keep up, do we know?" Then he pulled Mingchen to follow , Zheng Bo, who was waiting for He Wenhan, glanced at Mingchen, and then several people walked into the cafe together.

When they walked into the cafe, He Hongxue was talking with someone. There were not many customers in the cafe in broad daylight. The room smelled of strong coffee mixed with the natural fragrance of earth and wood. Mingchen closed his eyes and slowly Taking a breath, there was a lazy and free smell, but there was also a faint smell of smoke that was not noticed by others, rough and sharp.

"Play the piano." Before Mingchen and the others passed by, He Hongxue turned back and said three simple words.

"Ah?" He Wenhan looked puzzled, "What kind of piano do you play?"

He Hongxue briefly explained that they were obviously not the only ones who wanted to get in touch with O'Sullivan through the pianist in the cafe. According to the practice here, if you want to meet O'Sullivan, you must first pass the pianist's assessment. Well, the pianist is willing to contact O'Sullivan. This request is reasonable.

At this time, it was natural for Zheng Bo to make a move. He Hongxue and the three of them found a seat and sat down. The barista who was talking to He Hongxue at the beginning made a pot of coffee for the three of them.

"You are not from District Seven." Pulling a stool over, the barista naturally sat down beside He Hongxue. He looked at the sleeves of He Hongxue and the others with a smile, and sighed, "A cuff button You can buy ten of these coffee shops, and I guess you are definitely from the first three districts."

"Besides being a barista, I think you are the pianist who can contact O'Sullivan?" Ming Chen looked at the somewhat bookish young man and said, "Very beautiful fingers."

Taking a special look at Ming Chen, the pianist smiled and admitted directly: "If I guessed right, I can't open the door for you, after all, if the person I brought over doesn't play the piano well, O'Sullivan will be angry. "

At this time, Zheng Bo was already sitting in front of the only piano in the cabin cafe, concentrating on playing the piano seriously. The pianist showed a regretful expression, and while pouring coffee for Mingchen and others, he said: "Your friend plays the piano. That's really good, and I bet there's no one in District [-] with piano skills like him."

He Wenhan raised his chin: "So we passed?"

"Sorry, I can't let you see O'Sullivan." The pianist gave a completely opposite answer.

"That's impossible. Since you said that his piano skills are better than anyone in District [-], which means he can play better than you, why can't you see O'Sullivan?" He Wenhan looked dissatisfied, The aggressive tone did not intimidate the little pianist in front of him.

The pianist said regretfully: "This has nothing to do with technique. O'Sullivan has his own appreciation taste. He plays very well, but it is not the type that O'Sullivan likes."

"Maybe you can try another person." The pianist suddenly smiled and looked at Mingchen, and said the same thing as Mingchen said to him just now, "Very beautiful fingers."

He Wenhan booed from the side: "Maybe Mingchen can do it, dear, I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time."

He Hongxue just drank his coffee and didn't speak.

If it weren't for He Wenhan's words in the car today, Ming Chen would not know that "Ming Chen" played the piano not very well in the past, and many of his current behaviors can be explained by amnesia, but a person's piano level has suddenly improved With more than one level, with the shrewdness of the He family, even if he didn't doubt him, he would be more careful.

Even if few people would believe such unimaginable things as "rebirth after death", Ming Chen didn't want He Hongxue and the others to become too wary of him.

Neither He Hongxue nor He Wenhan is an ordinary person. At this time, in their eyes, he is just a weak and harmless pet. This inherent attitude will make them subconsciously let down their vigilance towards him. Once He Hongxue and the others have doubts about him, Even if it's only a little bit, with their observation skills, as long as they get serious, they will gradually find out that something is wrong with him.

Anyway, he also wanted to meet O'Sullivan, so why not help He Hongxue and the others.