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A drop of cold sweat dripped down Calvin's forehead.

Thankfully, the entire hall was scorching hot due to poorly cooled air conditioners, and it was normal for anyone to sweat at this temperature—Calvin said from the bottom of his heart that he hoped his appearance had not caused Note to the conductor.

"Ticket to where?" the conductor raised his eyes and asked, staring at Calvin's face. When he spoke, the cross on his chest trembled slightly with vibration.

Calvin wished he could smile at the conductor, but he realized immediately that the muscles in his face were as stiff as cement.

"Las Vegas."

Calvin said subconsciously, his voice sounding as shrill as a seventh-grade girl.

The conductor frowned, and he took a quick glance at Calvin's clothes and luggage.Calvin found himself making a mistake - he shouldn't have said he was going to Las Vegas, he didn't look like a job seeker who wanted to go there to get a bite to eat, much less like he wanted to go to Las Vegas Tourists who have fun.

Something gradually appeared in the conductor's eyes that made Calvin feel his back tense. When Calvin was speaking, his eyes were sharply looking back and forth at Calvin like a dagger.

Calvin pretended to be embarrassed and adjusted his hat. Although the shadows and foundation on his face could temporarily change the contours of his face visually, if one looked closely at it, someone could still see it. Find out the clues.

What's more, he has been sweating outside.

Maybe his sweat has washed out those foundation marks?

That's why he caught the conductor's attention so easily?

Calvin couldn't control his thoughts.His left hand was always hidden in his pocket, rubbing the hard and smooth spine of the dagger with his fingertips through the fabric.

"Cash or credit card?"

Thankfully, after a few seconds of pause, Calvin heard the conductor ask.

"cash."

Calvin answered dryly.

"Forty dollars."

said the conductor.

Calvin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the conductor's answer, and it seemed that he was about to buy his own ticket.The sudden relaxation after the high tension made him feel that his knees were a little weak.

However, just as he was about to take out his wallet, the conductor frowned and asked an irrelevant question.

"Are you wearing contact lenses?"

Calvin froze for a moment, but the conductor continued to ask questions as if trying to strike up a conversation.

"Colored contact lenses, right? I rarely see men wearing contact lenses."

Calvin's fingers pinched hard on the edge of the leather armor.

When he looked up at the conductor again, he had already put on a troubled and dissatisfied expression.

"So? I don't think there's anything weird about it, it's fucking L.A.—"

After Calvin showed an expression of arrogance and dissatisfaction, the conductor of the Advent faction became much weaker.He shrank his shoulders and moved his buttocks against the chair.

"I just thought it was a nice color."

He even dryly explained a sentence to Calvin.

"Feel sorry--"

Calvin's conversation with the salesperson was interrupted by a tall young man behind him.

"Have you two finished flirting? I thought this was the ticket window? Or am I mistaken?"

Calvin saw the clerk's face flush.

He couldn't help but look back at the young man, secretly grateful for his slightly harsh urging.

It was a guy who looked a little slick, his facial features were barely considered handsome, obviously he had been carefully groomed, he had a fashionable hairstyle with shaved temples, but he looked a little ridiculous, and his IQ was not high look like.

And he most likely has a special preference for men.The reason why Calvin could tell this was not because he was wearing a rubber pink T-shirt and skinny jeans, but because the ferocious and arrogant expression on the young man's face suddenly disappeared after he noticed Calvin He stared at Calvin's face, the corners of his mouth parted to the sides.He even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips thoughtfully.

Calvin resisted the urge to frown. After noticing the interest of the man behind him, he immediately realized that the other party was probably his rare opportunity.

Calvin thoughtfully kept his eyes on the strong chest and arms of the man behind him for a moment, then turned his head when the man's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was concentrating on his own ticket purchase, but just now Everything that happened was just a small episode.

A few minutes later, Calvin got his ticket to Las Vegas, and he walked slowly towards the boarding gate—no, of course he couldn't just go to Las Vegas like this.

Advent Party His tracking was more accurate and sophisticated than he had imagined.Calvin even had the feeling that the group knew his behavior patterns inside out.There must be something wrong, but Calvin doesn't want to think about it right now...

Although his behavior at the station allowed him to temporarily escape the suspicion of Adventist eyeliners, it also left enough suspicious points, as long as the group of people thought about it afterwards, they would be able to react (For God's sake, If he had known that the Adventist faction could impose such a tight control on the station, he would never have considered this road at all).The distance from Los Angeles to Las Vegas is not too long, and the route is extremely simple.There were only three resting points where the car stopped, and they were all small. The surrounding area was desolate. No matter where Calvin got off the car, the Adventists could clearly trace his last traces. Hide your tracks near rest points.

The most frightening thing is that if they directly catch up with the moving car - this sounds absurd, but it is not impossible, especially after Calvin has seen the current influence of the Adventists, he has no choice but to Do not treat your every move more carefully than before.

Calvin looked down at the ticket in his hand and lowered his eyes.

He didn't walk too fast, enough for the young man behind him to keep up with him after buying the ticket.

He even heard the conversation between the young man behind him and the conductor——

"Where are you going?"

"San Francisco...no, no, Las Vegas."

"Going to Las Vegas at [-]:[-] p.m.?"

"Yes, that's right, Las Vegas."

……

Calvin stared at the ticket to Las Vegas at [-]:[-] in his hand and smiled slightly.

He didn't have to wait long before the young man caught up with him enthusiastically.

"Hey, I'm David."

He sat down next to Calvin in the waiting room, and then extended his hand to him.

"Alberta." Calvin used the name on the fake driver's license. He paused for a moment and added, "You can also call me Al."

A nickname undoubtedly signifies a certain degree of closeness.

The man named David quickly understood what Calvin had revealed.

He has become more enthusiastic and attentive than before.

And Calvin was right about what he was—a young male dog on the verge of a testosterone explosion.Calvin just stared into David's eyes from time to time, showing that kind of trance and sweet smile, which successfully aroused David's great interest.In less than an hour, David treated him like a lover in love.

He pressed tightly against Calvin's body, put his hot hands on Calvin's knees, and then put his head against Calvin's ear, telling obscene jokes that he thought were funny from time to time.

It was an unseemly gesture, and Calvin noticed that people around him were already casting strange glances at them—just as he hoped.

He looked at the time again, it was less than half an hour before driving...

When David repeated the joke of "Africans wrap their genitals around their waists so as not to drag them on the ground" again, Calvin leaned forward slightly, his cheeks flushed, and imitated what David had done before, He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Oh, my God, this is really not funny... You know, that place of a man is never too big."

He lowered his voice and whispered in David's ear with that slightly hoarse voice.

Sure enough, David's eyes darkened instantly.

Calvin knew that the other party understood his hint, and his smile became sweeter and sweeter.

"I think I should go to the bathroom to drain the water - you know, long trips are always tough."

David's pupils flickered with the hyena's deep interest.

"Oh, maybe I should—should go and relax, too."

Calvin stroked his inner thigh lightly and said softly, "Oh, you'd better wait. I don't want to be thought of as a high school girl who goes to the toilet with her."

He saw himself in David's eyes, an interested and enthusiastic young boy.

He picked up his canvas bag and walked to the bathroom directly past a man who had been reading on electronic paper. (The man's T-shirt was too thin, so Calvin didn't have to make any effort to see the cross he had hidden inside the shirt).

Calvin waited for less than a minute in the bathroom that smelled faintly of ammonia, when the door of the bathroom was slammed open, and David came in panting heavily, and locked the door behind him.

"I hope I'm not late—"

He said with a smirk, walking towards Calvin.

"No, you came just in time."

Calvin said with a smile.