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During Calvin's brief moment of hesitation, Reed had politely opened the door for him.

"Ms. Lil. Now it's your time."

There was a peculiar quality to Reed's voice, a reminder of what Calvin was about to do.Calvin's heart beat faster, and he took his eyes off Reed's face and turned to the corridor outside the door.

Like all run down small town hotels, the hallways are very dimly lit.Calvin walked slowly toward the lobby, trying not to fall over the high heels on his feet.A fine layer of sweat soon appeared on his back, and the slender heel made a strange crunching sound on the carpet.This long corridor combined with the scarlet carpet on the ground reminded him of the inside of some kind of huge beast.

Reed followed him, and unlike Calvin, he was still like a cat even on this sticky carpet, and his footsteps were so soft that they were almost inaudible.However, this does not mean that his presence is not strong.

Calvin felt the chill on his back, the damn skirt exposed almost his entire back, his skin had goosebumps in the air, and some intense gaze, like The nails generally stay on his back.

Calvin frowned, he was sure it was Reed looking at him.

"After this matter is over, if you dare to mention half a word of today in front of me, I swear that I will pull out your teeth one by one with a vise."

Without looking back, Calvin issued a cold warning.

"It sounds really scary. Don't worry, I won't say it...I promise." Reed responded to him immediately, and Calvin suspected that he seemed to have heard a subtle chuckle from the other party, "But you really don't need Shall I help you?"

Calvin ignored Reed, the shoes cutting through his feet like knives, but he knew he could take the pain.

Calvin suspected that it took him a century to reach the gate of the hotel. A semi-old Mustang sedan was parked at the bottom of the steps, with a small metal angel statue stuck to the front of the car, indicating that this side was sent by the Adventists. Meet "Lil's" car.

When Calvin walked down the steps, he couldn't help but glance back. Reed stopped at the end of the corridor. His whole figure was well hidden in the shadow of the connection between the lobby and the corridor.

【Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest. 】

Perhaps it was an illusion, Calvin always felt as if he had vaguely heard Reed's whispers.

-

"Are you... Ms. Carmelita Crankshaw?"

The driver who came to meet "Lil" was stunned after Calvin opened the car door. He obviously didn't expect that the lady he was going to meet would be such a stunner (Calvin and Reed had tried hard, but Calvin's stunning beauty is more than a few simple foundations and shadows can completely hide).

Calvin gritted his teeth faintly. He raised his face and smiled slightly at the driver, successfully seeing the confused expression under the other's swollen eyelids. Then he handed the identity card belonging to Lier to the driver. A young man—just as he expected, the other party did not check the documents carefully.This more or less made Calvin feel at ease. He was very thankful that there was no photo of Lier on the ID card, so he only needed to use hair dye to dye the wig into the same hair color as Lier.He should also be grateful for the huge and complicated personnel system of the Adventist faction. Judging from what Reed said earlier, after entering the church, outsiders like Lil still need to wait for a while in the conference room on the side of the church. After a short period of time, the pastor will come to take them into the real meeting place, and this undoubtedly provides Calvin with an opportunity. He only needs to find Isa before the pastor in charge arrives and take the girl away. Leave without alarming most people.

During the short drive to the church, the driver had been trying to accost Calvin with an over-the-top eagerness.Calvin kept the dialogue to a minimum—using a little trick, lowering the back of his tongue, tensing his vocal cords—and the slurred intonation gave his voice a more neutral tone, probably the kind that comes from smoking or drinking. Hoarse voice.If one only listens to the voice, people can easily tell that Calvin's disguised voice is male, but after seeing his face, no one will delve into his voice, and it can even be said that no one will probe into his gender. .He is more suitable for this dress than anyone else, it has nothing to do with men and women, but his beauty has completely surpassed the shackles of gender, that kind of beauty impacts the hearts of human beings, so that ordinary people have no time to think too much.And precisely because of this, Calvin passed the last few hurdles of identity checks much easier than expected.After all, he only needs to show a faint smile to those people at certain critical moments, and the group of men will let Calvin go with trance-like smirks like sleepwalking.

——Everything went so smoothly, it even made Calvin feel uneasy.

After all these years, Calvin finally realized that his face could be a very useful tool at some point.But this is not something to be happy about. On the contrary, things are going well, and Calvin's nerves are becoming more and more tense.Rich experience in the past told him that no matter how many benefits this perfect face would bring him, there was always only one ending.

Gummi that is too sweet always attracts monsters.

And after he saw the lower sect personnel who came to take him to the reception room, Calvin realized without any surprise that the "monster" this time was exactly this person.

That person might be called Benny, or Tom, or George. Calvin didn't bother to remember his name. The superficial calm consumed all of Calvin's energy.

Outwardly, the middle-aged man appeared to be quite decent and reliable (at least far more decent than the seductive limousine driver), and he was wearing the robe of an Adventist priest, but he did not wear a cross, which can be seen Not an official priest.However, from the high-end watch protruding from his cuffs, the well-trimmed hair, beard, and of course the perfect white teeth, it can be seen that this person has a good fortune and is obviously an upper-middle class in society.Calvin just glanced at the man briefly and came to a clear conclusion in his mind. No matter what kind of opportunity this man entered the Adventist sect, he would become an official priest very soon.Calvin adjusted his breathing carefully. For some reason, the aura of this man made him feel a little familiar... so familiar that his self-control became extremely weak.Even the breathing of the other party made Calvin feel strong disgust and anger.

"Carmelita, that's a beautiful name...it suits you so well."

When leading Calvin to the conference room, the man stuck close to Calvin's side all the time, he said in that sticky voice.

Apparently, this man still has the arrogance and greed that are unique to the victors of life in the outside world, and his flirting methods are also very poor-of course, a person with his high net worth probably doesn't need to delve too much into this aspect, the charm of money Naturally, it will attract warm welcome from beautiful girls and boys.

Calvin didn't pay any attention to him, a stiff silence enveloped the two of them, the man's breath became a little heavier, and Calvin didn't miss the flash of anger on his face.

Well, he is angry.

Calvin keenly grasped the emotions of the other party, and it could be seen that men were not used to someone showing such a direct rejection attitude, but Calvin, to be correct, said that the beauty of "Lier" made the man forcefully suppress the anger. Suppressed—perhaps, it was Calvin's reaction that caused the man to have a stupid desire to conquer.Calvin suspected that his wealth probably came from his parents, the kind of rich men who could do nothing but live a gentleman's life on a trust fund.And this is probably the reason why men have fallen into Adventism. Calvin doubts that any sensible person would allow himself to believe in such an illogical sect.

After a while, the man dryly restarted the topic: "I heard that you participated in this chant through selection? I heard that the position of the selected people in the chant is not very good. The best The place was taken by a few senior nuns. It's a pity in my opinion, those who make the decision should really look at you...you should be standing in the front row..."

Calvin's footsteps stopped, and he turned his head to look at the man. The hint in the latter's words was so obvious that Calvin had no way to ignore it.

"really?"

Calvin asked softly, his somewhat hoarse voice made the man's breathing heavy.

"Of course, no one is more suitable than you...Hey, you know what, I actually have a way to solve this problem." The man stared straight at Calvin's face, his expression becoming more and more fascinated, he spread his arms and waved in the aisle. He waved, "Look at this building, believe it or not, there is a small part of my input here."

Calvin raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

The man's expression suddenly became urgent: "It's true, a donation of 500 million US dollars, otherwise I wouldn't wear this dress—" He flicked his black robe, "You should know what this means."

The man said pointedly, and in the process of speaking, he put his hand on Calvin's shoulder.

Calvin's eyes darkened...he didn't avoid the man's hand.

"Maybe later you will find that your position has been moved forward a little bit. People like you shouldn't be buried." The man said, before Calvin could respond, the man immediately added a sentence, "That would be something to celebrate, wouldn't it? Maybe you'd like to go out with me for a drink after the chant is over?"

Calvin looked around the corridor from the corner of his eye, probably because the vast majority of people had gathered in the central area of ​​the church. In this long corridor connecting the wing meeting rooms, except Calvin and the man No one else.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't wait until then." Calvin let out a breath slowly, he turned to the man, and said softly. In his sight, the man's expression gradually became subtle.

"You mean..."

"I don't like uncertain things." As Calvin said, he reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, his fingers slid across the expensive watch on the man's hand, "...we still have time, don't we? "

Calvin stared at the man, took his hand and let him touch his face.

The man was like a beast, his pupils suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't know you were such a quick-tempered person, wait, we can actually..."

The last trace of lucidity in the man's head made him struggle weakly.

Calvin didn't give him a chance.

"Shh-"

Calvin put his hand on the man's lips.

The man panted heavily like a wild boar, and he grabbed Calvin.

"Come with me, I know there's a room—" He licked his lips, his voice trembling with ecstasy.

Somewhat roughly, he dragged Calvin down the hallway, and opened a narrow room in the back of the room.The nameplate of "clean room" was hung above the dark wooden door. After opening the door, a slight musty smell and the smell of detergent came to the face.

Normally, a man like this would probably frown because of this smell, but at this moment, he seemed to be too careless.

He pushed Calvin into the clean room, then turned around and got in.

"Crack-"

He even remembered to lock the door.

As a result, the cleaning room was suddenly shrouded in darkness, and in the shadows, Calvin showed his most sincere expression since tonight.

A smile from the heart, a smile that was about to release its fury.