What's wrong with the doctor is so annoying

The moment I opened the room, I couldn't help covering my nose with the smell of nicotine, and with a dark face, I reached out to lift the quilt on the bed: "You fucking secretly smoked in the room behind my back again, didn't you? How many times have I told you to go to the last smoking car to solve your smoking addiction, and if I find out again, you will get lost and go to sleep in the aisle!"

Garen crawled out of the quilt with hair as messy as a chicken coop. There were two huge black bags under the eyes, and he couldn't believe it: "Are you a police dog nose? I opened the window for two hours Can you still smell it?!" Then he picked up a jacket from the bed and put it on his head indiscriminately, and went out.

I picked up the overturned quilt from the ground and threw it on his bed, then opened the portable space to find my ticket, and prepared to go to the dining car for breakfast.

When the name "Orient Express" is mentioned, the first thing many people think of is the background stage of "Murder on the Orient Express", one of the most classic detective novels written by Agatha Christie.In fact, after the turmoil of the two world wars, the Cold War and the financial crisis, the Orient Express stopped serving several times. Express Resurrection Plan”, looking around to buy old carriages, renovating them according to the original style, negotiating with many different countries, and finally being able to restart the operation of the Orient Express.

And the train we are currently taking is the new Orient Train hosted and operated by James Sherwood. Its full name is: Venice-Simplon Orient Express (Venice Simplon Orient Express). Venice, the ticket was given by Miro. He himself said that he had managed to book two tickets more than half a year in advance and wanted to go out and relax with his friends. Unexpectedly, there were a bunch of urgent tasks from the sky, and the tickets were about to expire. I had no choice but to part with the love, as compensation for the unlucky me who was involved in the task, and he also arranged the air ticket to the UK.

When we were about to part, I secretly asked Miro behind Garen's back: "You really don't know this person?"

Milo looked innocent: "I don't know it, and I haven't seen it before."

The corners of my eyes twitched: "Are you sure?! Don't you think he looks like someone?"

"I can tell, I'm not blind." Miro glanced at Garen, "But there are billions of people in this world, and it's not surprising that they look alike without blood relationship. I have encountered people who look like me more than once during missions.”

"...Okay, I think you're telling the truth." I held up the bus ticket and the plane ticket and waved them in front of his eyes, "Ask one more question, isn't this a trap?"

Milo looked at me speechlessly: "If you don't want it, you can return it to me."

"Forget it." I immediately stuffed the tickets into my body pocket.

Leaving aside the many twists and turns on the road, in short, we managed to board this luxury train called "Mobile Antique" before the ticket expired.As a place of pilgrimage for Agatha Christie book fans all over the world, coupled with its so-called completely retro aristocratic five-star service, the price of the Orient Express Tour has been rising all the way. It is not easy to book tickets. I also wanted to play before. After a trip, I checked and found that the reservations were scheduled for two years. I didn’t expect to get two tickets from others. This is luck. Remember to buy lottery tickets when you get off the bus!

Maybe it’s because it’s too early. I’m the only one in the dining car, which gives me a quiet enough environment to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window. The northern hemisphere has entered autumn, and the trees all over the mountains and plains are gradually stained with a bleak withered yellow. The vibrant emerald green complement each other, and it has a special flavor. I couldn't help but took out the camera and took pictures of the beautiful scenery outside the window.

After breakfast was finished, I looked around the carriage and found that there was no second person coming, so I gave a "click" to the exquisite lampstands and luxurious carpet seats inside the carriage.One of the selling points of the Orient Express is that it claims to fully restore the 30s-style decoration, so in the carriage you can see handmade glassware from Italy, Parisian-style furniture and unique embossed leather from Istanbul.It is rare in this life to get on a train, so of course we should take a good memory of it.

But as I patted and patted, I suddenly felt like laughing. I felt a bit like those internet celebrities who flocked to popular spots to pose for enthusiasm and sell some products with extremely low cost performance.However, considering the average personal consumption level of this train, for most Internet celebrities, the cost of this popularity is too high, and it is not worthwhile.

Holding the joyful mood of someone who must be working overtime all night in the Pope's Palace at this moment, I turned the direction of the camera, pointed the camera at myself, stretched my arms and pressed the shutter, and waited for a while to confirm that the shot was successful Finally, I put the camera away with a smirk.

A series of footsteps came from outside the carriage. I looked up and looked outside. When I saw the features of several passengers clearly, I was stunned: "...Queen Hilda?"

The other party was also surprised, and then beamed with joy: "Mr. Linyu?! I didn't expect to meet you here."

I turned my head and glanced, yo, the Nordic group came quite well. The flower guardians of Syluda and Freya, Czech Fried and Hagen, are helping the two ladies to open the seats. Sig Mond hooked Hercules' shoulders familiarly, Dulu had to hunched his back slightly to avoid hitting the roof of the car, Frody followed Lyfia nervously for fear that she would bump into her, Simmur came up and immediately He gave me a hearty hug, and was carried back by the jealous sister-in-law Surut.

Looking around, I casually asked, "Where's Mi Yimei?"

Sigmund directly pulled out the chair and sat opposite me: "He is a little motion sick, and Andreas is taking care of him."

Czech Fried sat next to his brother and smiled at me: "I didn't expect to meet you here. I heard that you disappeared five years ago. Now that you can travel, it seems that everything is safe and sound? "

I was a little surprised: "You also know about the battle of the sea boundary?"

Hagen sat next to me: "Athena has always taken care of us and helped us integrate into the secular world. Of course we knew about her accident, not to mention that the enemy is Poseidon who once made Asgard suffer so much. Fortunately, she was safe and sound in the end. But Sanctuary once wanted us to help find your whereabouts, saying that you were involved in this war and lost your trace."

"Then I don't need to bother you now." I wiped the grease stains on my mouth with a napkin, "I feel like you guys covered the whole car this time?"

Sigmund counted with his fingers: "No, it seems that there are three or four empty berths when we booked the tickets?"

Immediately, I did a quick mental calculation. There were thirteen people in their group, including me and Garen, a total of fifteen people. There are single rooms and double rooms on this train, and a total of eighteen guests can be received. There were still three vacant seats left, and an extremely ominous premonition suddenly emerged in my heart.

After asking a few words casually, they told me without hesitation that the plan for group outings had been finalized very early, and they planned to enjoy the joy of sightseeing on the train before winter came.

As an excuse to go back to sleep, I got up and planned to leave. When I passed by the ladies' dining table, Xin Muer greeted me with a smile: "Would you like to go to the entertainment car to play billiards together at night?" With a sharp eye, he had no choice but to shirk away with a dry smile.Sigmund asked if he wanted to go to his box to play cards. He and Czech Fried lived in a double room, but the area was large enough for two tables to play mahjong together.

After getting away from the dining car, I walked through the narrow aisle all the way to the last smoking car. Sure enough, Garen was lying in front of the open car window, smoking. Seeing me rushing in aggressively, he quickly extinguished the cigarette butt Throwing the flames into the trash can: "What do you want to do again? It's not going to get in your way if I smoke a couple of puffs here, right?"

"Forget about the cigarette!" I warned him in a low voice, "It's really bad luck for you to follow me on this train, almost all the passengers have a grudge against you! If you don't want to be stabbed in turn in your sleep and thrown Just be honest outside the window, don't leave the private room casually, it will be bad if they see it!"

Garen saw that I wasn't joking, his expression changed several times, and finally he nodded with a calm face: "Okay, I'll listen to you." After saying that, he went back to the room shared by the two of us, and went to the bathroom to take a shower up.

I didn't enter the room, and walked back and forth along the sleeper car a few times. There was a voice in one of the private rooms. I stopped to listen, and found that it was the room where Miyomi and Andreas were resting. It didn't take long Andreas pushed the door out and was startled when he saw me: "Oh!"

I was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I just passed by."

"Ah, it doesn't matter, but you have to take your steps lightly. Mi Yimei just fell asleep. He was already a little acclimatized when he was in Egypt, and now he has motion sickness. It's really bad luck."

"Egypt?" I asked down the line, "Did you travel to Egypt first?"

"Oh, no, at the beginning we traveled separately to visit various parts of Europe, and the final destination was finalized in Venice, Italy. Only Mi Yimei didn't know why she traveled so far to North Africa alone, saying that she wanted to take the ferry there to browse the Nile River. But this kind of thing is not forced, as long as he is happy. And the postcard he sent us back said that he met a local in Cairo who was good at playing the bow, and he even played many The repertoire that has been almost lost in the ancient Egyptian period, the two of them were very involved in the music chat, it can be said that they met each other late." Andreas also took out a photo and showed it to me, "Here, this one The photo is a group photo of Mi Yimei and his music friend."

I took a look and saw that the background of the photo was the famous Abu Simbel Temple. Mi Yimei put on the common local clothes, her warm orange hair was covered under a white turban, and she was holding his baby Lila in her arms. Compared with the people around him, his skin is so fair that it seems to be shining; another young man sitting next to him and playing has short black hair, and his skin is a common brown in the local area. The large bow-shaped harp has a pitch-black shaft, but there are many golden ancient Egyptian characters and runes engraved on it.

Ancient Egypt, the harp, the harpsichord, if these conditions are added together, I can no longer recognize this young Egyptian who plays the harp. All these years, the Saint Seiya is useless--Farao of the Sphinx of the Celestial Beast Star.Should he be thankful that he didn't frame Olufi and turn Euridice into a stone man?

"It is a kind of good luck to meet him in a sense. Maybe he will tell Olufi the good news so that they can communicate together." I returned the photo to Andreas, "No delay You have breakfast."

After Andreas left, I walked back and forth a few times in the box workshop, and now there are only the last two box rooms left in the room, one is double and the other is single, and it is obvious when entering the single room I could hear the people inside still sleeping, and their breathing rate was very steady, but when I walked outside the double room, I almost immediately felt that at least one person inside was awake.

...Or don't worry about it?It would be serious to go back and look at Garen and tell him not to run around!

But through the door, the very faint breath of the small universe that I felt from the single room made my feet nailed to the spot like a demon, and I couldn't walk away at all.

Could such a coincidence really happen?

After struggling for a long time with great torment in my heart, I tremblingly raised my hand and knocked lightly on the door three times.

After waiting for a few seconds, a woman's voice came from inside: "Wait a minute! I'll be fine soon..." Then there was a rustling sound of getting up from the bed and putting on clothes, followed by cotton slippers on the carpet The sound of walking, and finally the crisp "click" sound of the handle, the door of the private room opened inward, and a girl with fluffy golden hair like a baby bird appeared in front of me sleepily. When she raised her head and saw me clearly, The expression on his face froze instantly.

At that moment, whether it was me or her, the expressions must have been extremely complicated, and all the languages ​​in the world may be indescribable.

I wanted to ask her if she was doing well these years, but when I was about to speak, I realized that my lips were trembling and I couldn't utter a complete word: "Di, Didis..."

Her eye sockets suddenly turned red, and she raised her hand to slap me in the face!

"Bastard! You lied to me!" she cried, "I searched all the beaches in the world! Where the hell have you been for five years?!"

I subconsciously reached out and touched my hot cheek, my language system was in a mess, I didn't know what else to say.

At this time, the door of the double room next door was suddenly opened, and Didis and I turned our heads at the same time, and then Jeon was on the spot——Julian and Surante poked their heads out of the room, staring at the two of us gossipingly.

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Gallon: Although I don't know anyone in this car, why does my back feel cold?