The ticket inspector cursed and left. He would resign now and become an actor.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Wayne? I thought you were busy with official duties and wouldn't come!" Philomena led the twins to sit in the middle of the screening room, putting their hands on their shoulders and looking weird.

If you are unhappy, you need to be coaxed!

"How is it possible? No matter how busy you are, you can't forget my baby."

Wayne squeezed away one of the twins, maybe Verna or Dede, and hugged Philomena for a deep kiss.

"Don't be like this, they are still... ugh, they are so annoying."

"Hehehe, as long as you like it."

"..."x2

()x2

The twins were speechless as they looked at this pair of dog-men... people. They couldn't figure out why the high priest, who was mature, steady, charming and intelligent, was coaxed into running around by a pretty boy?

When the film ended, Philomena lay in Wayne's arms and burst into tears. The twins looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, unwilling to be deceived by the pretty boy into losing their little pearl.

"Damn director, he actually filmed you to death and let that woman kiss you."

Philomena cried and said: "It's a good death. If you hadn't died, that two-footed Bichi would have married you."

Wayne's tooth ached when he heard this. He thought that Willy's focus was outrageous, but he didn't expect that the strongest among the strongest.

"Speak!"

"The first kiss is still there."

"ah?"

"No, you took away my first kiss. It was shot out of place in the movie."

…

At five o'clock in the morning, Wayne wandered into the sewer. Because the film was too touching, Philomena insisted on communicating with him verbally.

We talked for a long time, not to mention rivers of blood, but definitely corpses everywhere.

Staying up late was hurting his body, so Wayne decided to stay up all night. He had already spent ancient silver coins on the way back and forth, and his fatigue level had bottomed out today, so he switched to obelisk training.

Speaking of which, there is knowledge of storms and thunder in the obelisk. He was once a powerful god. He was defeated and died in the war of faith. He was removed from history and was not known to the world.

Wayne got the obelisk and the Book of Greed. He only needs to unseal the obelisk from the sealed book to get Storm and Thunder for free.

But he didn't do that. The plan for the silver stage was that the five goddesses + heaven, hell, storm, and thunder were left in the gold stage and were not considered at the moment.

Without him, there would be too many thighs to hug, and two more would be too much for the element fellows to handle.

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The pace of time came to January 1939, Lundan was calm and everything was quiet.

Wayne's daily life consists of practicing and dating, two points and one line, boring and boring, and empty except for happiness.

There was another Christmas during this period. Most of Wayne's acquaintances were pagans, and he himself couldn't celebrate this holiday, so he accompanied Mona to the cinema to watch King Kong again.

Plank was so calm that he seemed to be competing with Wayne for his patience. He also seemed to have forgotten about the ancient silver coins and never contacted Wayne.

Philomena's evolution is proceeding in an orderly manner. She has not yet been promoted to legend, but she is nourished by love and has become much younger.

According to Philomena, because of the help of her little boyfriend, her promotion path is almost risk-free, and she can just wait and see what happens.

Wayne knew in his heart that Philomena was no longer the pure elf. She had undergone earth-shaking changes internally. She was now a faceless tentacle monster wearing elf skin.

With his help, Philomena's evolutionary path changed and she took on his shape bit by bit.

From the perspective of belief, Philomena committed a serious crime of blasphemy. From her mind to her body, she deviated from the original intention of the evolution of the elves.

Wayne didn't want this either. Every time he saw the dirty golden triangle, he couldn't help but wipe away the dust. Every time he came and went, the beautiful elf became abnormal.

Philomena didn't understand the changes in herself and felt great. Wayne didn't say anything. He didn't mind it and would take responsibility.

…

Commercial Street, Wayne Detective Agency.

The office door was locked, and Wayne was busy writing in his diary. From time to time he would stop writing with a grin on his face, his mind wandering a little.

Veronica's appetite is too big. Wayne's future diary has been written until 1940. It is updated every day and the output is amazing. It can no longer be called a diary, but a novel.

In order to satisfy Veronica's appetite, Wayne had to plagiarize history books. The effect was good. Reading history makes people wise. He hoped that through this method, Veronica could learn more about the dark side of society.

You don’t have to use it, but you can’t understand it.

Bang bang bang!

"Boss, the scheduled guest wants to see you." Office assistant Kelly knocked on the door.

"Arrange the guests to go to the conference room. I'll be there soon." Wayne said without raising his head.

"OK."

Five minutes later, Wayne closed the diary and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mona stood up, took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "Boss, do you want me to receive that guest?"

"The customer paid the highest price and still made an appointment. You were too perfunctory to go, and..."

"You'd better not say anything. It's too strong and will affect the reputation of the detective agency."

Wayne waved his hand, with a helpless look on his face. He vaguely remembered that it was a stormy Christmas Eve. He accompanied Mona to the cinema to watch a movie, but she was coaxed to go home by saying that the angel was going to eat apples tonight.

,Father,benevolence,faith blah blah blah blah blah.

As a result, Wayne didn't get to eat the apple, and lost his first kiss and sweetness. He lost hundreds of millions in one night. It still hurts to think about it now.

Shouldn’t I regret it at the beginning?

Blame him for being too naive and trusting Mona too much, and really thought nothing would happen.

Mona watched Wayne leave with a serious face, made sure there was no one around, picked up the black coat on the hanger and took a few deep breaths.

Epic lung-busting!

Looking at her pilgrim-like expression, I didn't know it, but I thought she was worshiping her faith!

Uh, it's true.

The cross given to Mona by the Pope was very problematic. It unearthed Mona's deepest desires and made her absolutely loyal to her master. At the same time, it also inspired her desire for her master.

Every time she sees Wayne, Mona will think of a voice in her heart. The reincarnated angel comes to earth to eradicate the devil. Once the task is completed, the angel will return to heaven.

If the angel cannot be allowed to leave some obsession in the world, Mona will never see Wayne again until she dies.

You don't want this either, right?

Mona definitely didn't want to. This voice came from the desire deep in her heart, which would be amplified when she saw Wayne. She thought for a long time about the obsession of angels in the world.

Figured it out!

…

conference room.

Wayne met his distinguished guest, a lady with short black hair, luxurious clothes, cold makeup, and wearing stockings in the winter. She was either a beauty lover or had ulterior motives.

"Wayne."

Wayne stretched out his hand and politely held the other person's fingertips: "I am the boss of Wayne Detective Agency, and I am also the best detective in the agency. I wonder what my customers call me?"

"Sola."

The two sat down opposite each other, and Wayne looked at the black suitcase on the table: "Ms. Sola, it's a great honor to meet you. I promise it will be worth every penny and I will successfully complete your commission."

Sola smiled slightly and talked about his commission, a very ordinary missing person investigation case.

About a year ago, she lent money to a colleague, who then disappeared after receiving the money. At first, she didn't take it seriously. Because of her work, she and her colleague were abroad all year round. It was normal not to see each other for three to five months.

But there was no news for a whole year. It was obvious that he was avoiding her as a creditor and planned not to pay back the money he owed.

"That's unreasonable. Windsor is a society governed by the rule of law, and villains like this are destined to have a bad end!" Wayne shared the same hatred and, from the customer's perspective, severely criticized the old man who failed to repay his debts.

Then, he asked for some details, including the debtor's name, age, workplace, last seen place, etc.

As he asked, Wayne discovered something was wrong.

When he saw the photo of the debtor, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

【photo】

A very familiar face that I can see every day when I look in the mirror.

"So, who is your Excellency?"

"The air is shaking, as if the sky is burning." Sora said with a smile.

Wayne pressed the corners of his mouth, his eyes twitched again, and after a while he said, "Yes, the storm is coming."

"Hello, Wayne."

"It's not good to see you..."
Chapter completed!