Perhaps this question will be answered by the famous Mr. Mozart, who is similar to his name.

Just as he once said at the age of thirty-five who left this world for unknown reasons.

"I will live in the melody and leave in the melody, so music becomes my entire life."

The night watchman behind Mollet's music in the cafe has changed from a strong American Western cowboy punk style to Mr. Mozart's opera "Bastian and Bastiana".

He buttoned the last button of his black dress.

In the eyes of the Spring Girl, this middle-aged man does not look decadent, but with a flame hidden in his heart.

Just like when she was in the Acropolis of Europa, she participated in the alternate inspection of the 13th seats in the Vigil District 13th District.

The "Lion Duke" I once saw was like Reinhardt.

“This operation will go smoothly.”

She said quickly and neatly, then waved her hand and several black trucks stopped in front of the cafe.

Haruse Abe walked on the front one, and the gatekeeper was in the vehicle behind.

No matter where they come from, the purpose is the same.

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At this moment, the streets of Tokyo are like a river that is as flat as a mirror, winding in the dense shadows of trees. Only the leaves rustling by the wind and rain seem to be recalling the bustle and busyness of the day.

“For the dawn.”

The night watcher guarding the Kanda River abyss border stroked his right hand and greeted the inspector Anbu Shushi who came here.

The moon that was about to fall was still wandering in despair on the edge of the dark forest. The river water was shining with silver light from time to time, without a trace of wind. However, the treetops swung slightly, and the trees beside the avenue and statues that looked like ghosts cast long and uncertain shadows among them. The fountain spitted water, and the rustling sound passed through the vast and quiet night very strangely.

"How is the abyss fluctuation?"

Instead of doing some complicated etiquette, she got to the point directly.

The researcher opened the display screen of real-time monitoring data in his hand, and then pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose:

"Now the fluctuations in the abyss seem calm, which starts to occur at 3:00 pm and 4:00 pm, and are somewhat like the river bank being accompanied by the tides of the earth and the moon."

"Very good, it seems that it's a good fit for us to plan for the next step."

Haruse Anbe did not investigate it carefully. After all, she knew that Sanxia must have succeeded, so she deliberately vaguely in a serious tone.

The following players probably didn't expect it.

My parents had already colluded with others, so they did not continue to report on this issue.

Instead, he prepared a detection suit for the deep sea under the abyss.

Compared to the third-generation model specially made by Sanxiao, which is loaded with a close-fitting style, the abyss protective clothing that is now universal to Earth's standards looks more like a huge leather case worn by astronauts.

A little bloated.

But the protection performance is indeed good.

"Inspector of the Ministry of Security, you can just watch it with the data-connected screen here. We still have more experience in the Abyss Operation."

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Since that time a long time ago, Mollet lost many teammates, including his fiancée, and every time he encountered such a dive into the abyss, he would not allow anyone else to take the lead.

But Miss Chunshi actually wanted to fish, and she also knew the specific situation of Sanxiao's exploration of the abyss.

It has lost its sense of novelty.

So he did not refuse, and gave an international military salute and said, "Good luck to you."

Sanxiao had already found out before that the most combat-capable snakes with the divine factor of "Floating Island" are the giant snakes with the [Yemon Gad].

So before leaving, the scientist had already controlled the chip underlying programs of these deep-sea giant snakes.

Leave some behind-

A small gift.

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At night.

Andaoyuan was flipping through the book in the second floor house.

Suddenly, the window screen beside the study window gently waving a hint of watery waves under the breeze.

He took Zhang Chopin's "Nocturne" from the disc stand and put it into the phonograph. He pressed the switch, and the pointer jumped onto the vinyl turntable. The music like moonlight flowed like water.

"Is there any special situation with the gatekeeper?"

As the music slowly rang out, he asked this sentence to the half-open window.

A young girl slowly appeared above the window.

It's Liu.

She wore a top hat, a gentleman-like bow tie, and a cup of warm coffee in her hand. After gently blowing the tobacco that floated out of the coffee, she smiled and said casually: "The Blue Mountain Coffee made by the Night Watchman tasted good."

"It seems that nothing else is going to happen?"

Andaoyuan could hear the humor in her words.

"Naturally everything goes well, the border of the abyss - the old capital of the goddess of the ocean, there has been no trace of intelligent life for a long time, so the floating island can conduct research for such a long time."

"There are always corners where light cannot be found, but that shouldn't be the issue I'm going to consider."

Chopin's "Music" has a melodious down-tongue as the phonograph tape rotates, as if it is a story that is ancient and beautiful.

He put the book in his hand into the bookshelf, then took out another book from the study room, and said calmly:

"Rui, are you interested in Tehran?"

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Hearing this, the beautiful girl wearing a top hat and a magician's clothes showed a very attractive smile:

"If I were an intelligence officer, I probably had no interest, but if I were a folklorist who studied history, I probably wouldn't miss this official meeting of the extraordinary."

"It seems that our cooperation can continue."

Andauyuan opened his hand and drew the collection of poems on the banks of the Rhine.

That is, the poem belonging to Heinrich Heine.

"Heine is a German critic, and it is somewhat inconsistent with your romantic poet."

Miss Yanyanluo tasted a sip of coffee, and she could see the book that was opened in Andaoyuan's hand without seeing it.

"Heinrich constructs profound and vivid and beautiful poems with ordinary words and ordinary sentences. There are many people who are both writers and thinkers in German literature, but they are rare in perfect harmony with Heine, without burdening the heavy philosophical ones."

Andaoyuan replied, and then he wrote annotations in the collection of poems with his pen:

"But, if I leave Tokyo and go to Europa, my trip will most likely be known and I need to cover it up."

"I'll find your inspector girl in this matter, I can't help it."

Miss Yanyanluo, dressed in magician costume, quietly dissipated, leaving only a string of teasing chuckles.

Andaoyuan shook his head with a smile:
Chapter completed!