"Which one do you want?"A glass of water was handed over to him, Whitney still smiling and looking at him without saying anything. lucio was once bitten by a snake, he hesitated for a long time before taking a small sip of the white water, tasting it as ordinary water, before he dared to take a big gulp."Captain Mak, by way of introduction, this is my research assistant, Staff Sergeant Aisha Abdullah Idan Rahd Nasser Al Saud, a descendant of the Saudi royal family a hundred years ago." Whitney's eyes rolled and he continued with a smile, "They have a rule for people of Arab descent, they have to call each other by their full name or they are disrespecting them. Captain Mak, call it once and listen to it."Lucio locked his brow and thought carefully about what Whitney had said, this was the first time he had been told this information and it would take time to digest it.Whitney also gave Lucio time by not rushing to say a third thing. At that moment, there was a knock on the door. wh

"Eh?" Lucio was startled."Is that so? I came to ask Major Frisman to dinner, and when the Major rebuffed me, I naturally left." Lucio chuckled.Lucio was flanked by the expressionless maid who still helped carry her dress, and Sakura-hua was in the back, helping Whitney with his handbag. Lucio came to the car door and bent over, careful to watch that Whitney's head didn't touch, and placed his in the seat.Whitney withdrew his hand that was hooked around Lucio's and gave his an affectionate pinch on the cheek, smiling at him. Lucio strained his face, but it slowly flushed. He gathers his clothes as if to hide it, then goes around to the other side and gets in."So, where are you taking me to dinner?""That's a big help." Lucio rejoiced, then found a package, folded the clothes and put them away in it, and gave it to Mary.Whitney had told his to dress formally for tomorrow, and Lucio had gone through his wardrobe, but the only formal clothing he had was his military uniform. The previ

"This was found in the incinerator in the courtyard, not completely burnt out."What's more, Lamar Conway Wan had severed his ties with the Ginger family when he married Sherlock's daughter, Noe Cornbury. The Ginger family was very much against the marriage, and Noe Cornbury was more talented than his father Sherlock, but God was jealous of his, and he was born weak and short-lived. The later incident of Lamar Conway Wan remarrying Pierre was even more offensive to the Ginger family, alas... In short, it's a complete tragedy." Whitney sighed and said slowly.Lucio was all confused, pointing at Nola Franks and saying.Lucio thought the day would pass in such a relaxed atmosphere, but on the way back to the car, Lucio's bracelet id suddenly rang, and the communication came from Whitney, whom he had not seen for a long time."Uh... I really didn't know you two were hooking up, why didn't you even tell me about it." Lucio said glumly.Robert nodded, "Andres is paranoid by nature and would

"How many hostages?"Eric said, "Kill who? The mother and daughter? Or both.""I understand, it's hard for his. You, comfort your sister a little more. Also, for the next two days, let his stay at home and don't go out." After saying that, the other end hung up the communication.[The assassin may have been the legacy of the factory trials, working for a third party and lurking within the Third Squadron all along. With the Bailey incident and the closing of the Ares gates breaking out at the same time, this person could easily be associated with who was behind it. Then this person's subsequent actions would not be difficult to predict.]"That text message, did you send that to me?" Lucio asked as he walked over to Sona, gasping softly."Captain Mak, it's been a long time since I've seen you in this outfit." Gabriela Pratt laughed.Lucio concludes that these two women are not easy to live with, I don't know what the fight is about, but in any case he'd better stay away and not get into

Several prison guards with very high ranks were escorting a prisoner towards the passage leading to the second basement level in section A. The lead prison guard, one of the guards, swiped open the electronic door to the passage and the crowd poured in. Whitney was handing out meals one by one, a long hallway with symmetrical cells to the left and right. Four people in each cell, all Class A felons, and their names were even hanging on the doors. These Class A felons were all male fears, I was told, and the two northernmost corridors were the women's section. After I agreed to work with him, he asked me a question. Then a bolt from the blue hits his head, and his father tells his that Ellie Piskor died in the City of Ice, bones and all. The town had thrown a funeral and called his back just so he could attend it. The first page says that the date was 16 years ago and Nola Franks was his age, both 25 years old. At that time, he was 9 years old. Lucio smiled, pointing to the pickup