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Chapter 88
Chapter 88
As a commercial city, the shopping streets of Cerancha are filled with products from all over the world.
Lucia was pulled by Mistry, looking at the beautiful trinkets in the store, while trying to find the Athos who might be here.
From one end of the shopping street to the other, Lucia didn't see Athos and his new girlfriend.
Could it be true that someone can't go to the pier at night?
Although this guess is really outrageous, Lucia and Mistry came to the pier together.
As an old Serancha who has lived in Seranga for eight years, Lucia has actually come to the dock only a handful of times.
When I came to an unfamiliar place at night, although Lucia was not afraid, she still said 'bang', holding Mistry's arm coquettishly: "It's so dark here."
Mistry looked around.
The moonlight was bright and bright, and the white slate on the ground of the pier reflected the light of the moon. Although it was different from the brightness of the day, it was not dark at all.
But Lucia said black, so be black.
Mistry was about to take out the lighting tool when a flash of light suddenly struck him, recalling the knowledge he had learned last night, so he tentatively grabbed Lucia's shoulder and said softly, "Don't be afraid, there is me exist."
"Hmm~" Lucia immediately rubbed against Mistry.
Satisfied, they searched on the pier.
It didn't take long for Lucia to see Athos on the pier. He and his new girlfriend were sitting on a stone chair by the sea, and the two were talking happily.
Lucia crept close to her, wanting to hear how Athos usually chats with girls, but it's okay if she doesn't listen, she's stunned when she hears it.
Athos is telling his new girlfriend about his crime-solving experience.
This operation really made Lucia incomprehensible, and she could only watch the melon for a while.
Two people talked enthusiastically, and listened with admiration. Lucia couldn’t stand it anymore after watching it for a few minutes.
She and Mistry tiptoed out of the dock again.
After returning, Lucia changed his thief clothes, Mistry also released his stealth, and the two walked towards home from another road.
Back home, Anna and Ram were already in the living room.
The two of them were sewing old clothes, and the other was wearing glasses, slowly carving the wooden parts in their hands under the light of the magic lamp.
As soon as Lucia walked in the door, Ram and Anna immediately heard voices.
"You're back."
"I'm back!"
Lucia answered loudly and ran to the living room.
"You're so old, why are you still jumping around when you walk?" Ana said while giving Lucia a glass of water, "How is Athos' girlfriend this time?"
"Looks like my brother very much." Lucia replied, picked up the water glass and drank it in one breath, "and I think people really have a problem with my eyes when they see my brother."
Anna did not allow Lucia to say this about her son: "Athos is also very good."
"I was wrong~" Lucia folded her hands together and apologized. Before Anna could open her mouth, she read out all her experiences along the way.
Ram stopped what he was doing, and listened to Lucia's speech together with Anna.
Lucia found that Anna and Ram's eyes were more wrinkled. Compared with when they first came to Serancha, they had more gray hair and looked much older.
Lucia, who found this, couldn't help but feel sad, but she still briskly finished what she saw and heard today.
"If Athos can find a good girl, we'll be relieved." Anna sighed, "He's not too young."
"It depends on what the child thinks." Ram said very tolerantly, "If he doesn't think it's appropriate, don't worry."
"Ugh."
Lucia sat down with the two adults until Athos came back, and together with them they interrogated Athos, the repeat offender today.
When Ram and Anna asked Athos questions, Lucia was beside him to add fuel to the fire, and Athos finally slammed it upstairs.
Back in his room, Lucia was lying on the bed, feeling gloomy.
Although the characters haven't been written yet, Lucia thinks that she will get married in the future, and Athos will get married again, so Anna and Ram don't seem to be so lonely every day.
Lucia tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep, scratching her heart and wanting to break her head, and came to Mistry's house the next day with dark circles under her eyes.
"I've decided, I'm going to do something for my parents!" Lucia spoke to Mistry with dark circles under her eyes.
Mistry was making an eye mask for Lucia with rose petals. He quickly polished the petals, pressed Lucia on the sofa in the living room, and began to apply it to her.
"Have you heard, what am I going to do for Mom and Dad!" Lucia's eyes were covered with a bright red layer, and she didn't dare to move, her mouth kept talking.
"What do you want to do for your parents." Mistry repeated Lucia's question, "Then we give them money?"
"Of course it's good," Lucia agreed immediately when it came to money, "but I think it's not just money, there should be something to spend time with them."
For Lucia's request, Mistry has nothing to refuse: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"No, I already have an idea." Lucia said enthusiastically, "I want to make an instrument that can transmit sound in one direction."
"Huh? Can't our Mistry communicator work?"
"No, this is one-to-one, I want to do a one-to-many one." Lucia has already conceived it very clearly, "Just a little bit of improvement on the basis of the Mistry communicator, we can do it Come out Mistry Radio."
"broadcast?"
"Yes, a real-time broadcast platform that can broadcast some programs that the public likes to listen to." Mistry also put a layer of rose eye mask under Lucia's other eye.
"In other words, ask for some programs." Mistry accurately grasped the main points of Lucia's proposal.
Speaking of this, Lucia's excitement disappeared, and she flattened into a little salted fish: "Yes, I am also worried about this now. The instrument is very easy to solve, but the problem is that there is no announcer."
Mistry smiled and pinched Lucia's little face: "Okay, I will help you solve it."
"Is that okay?" Lucia raised her hand, "I like you~"
"Well, I happen to know someone who is very good at telling stories." Mistry replied, "Let's modify the equipment today, and let him interview tomorrow."
"Okay~"
Mistry looked at Lucia with ADHD, and put a layer of homemade rose mask on her face, which made Lucia honest.
After finally waiting for the mask to be applied, Lucia hurriedly ran to wash her face, and went to the crafting room with her small face so white that it glowed.
Mistry didn't stop her this time, and the two of them remodeled a Mi-5 communicator together in the crafting room.
After the transformation was over, and it was time for dinner, Mistry sent Lucia back with a smile, took out his communicator, and dialed a familiar number.
"Hello, this is Noty."
"Do you know?" Mistry asked bluntly.
"...?" Naoti was silent for a second. "Sorry, you know I'll avoid everything around you... May I ask what happened?"
"Well," Mistry didn't say he was unhappy or happy, but just put forward his own request, "Lucia wants to be a radio station, and now there is a lack of announcers, you can be a bit."
"...Of course, I'd love to." Naoti replied in a very calm tone.
The next day, when Lucia came to Mistry's house, she saw a very handsome man outside the door.
He was wearing a white robe, with beautiful long blue hair and slender, upward-looking phoenix eyes.
His expression was cold and alienated, and he looked like a statue that didn't eat fireworks.
The air seemed to be quiet around him.
Lucia was still jumping up and down, but when she approached this person, her movements could not help but become a lady.
"Mr. Crow, good morning." Lucia politely greeted the crow standing outside the door.
The crow croaked.
"Hello, this gentleman, are you here for Mistry?" Lucia politely asked the blue-haired gentleman.
The man glanced at Lucia, his tone was as cold as a stream in the woods: "Yes."
"Is Mistry not here? Why don't you go in?"
"I'm chatting with this crow." The man said lightly, stretched out his hand and touched the crow's small head, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen such a big crow in a long time."
"Mr. Crow is very powerful." Lucia heard the man praise the crow, and immediately began to count the advantages of Mr. Crow, from Mr. Crow's vigorous posture, oily feathers, clever character, and loyal performance.
The man turned his head and listened carefully to Lucia's words, and finally showed a half-smile expression: "Really? That's fine."
Such a smile appeared for a moment, and the man turned into that cold and alienated look again. He turned slightly to the side, and politely invited: "Ladies first."
"Thank you." Lucia now felt that the person in front of her was not as cold as she seemed, and she walked slowly into the yard and knocked on the door.