v3 Chapter 282： Night flight (2/2)

Considering the distance between China and Japan, this time is enough for them to fly home.

However, the same problem, Zhang Heng did not have a flight license, and could not explain the origin of the aircraft. Direct flight back to China would only cause greater trouble.

However, Han Lu turned on her computer, and she was relieved that she hadn't seen any news about private jets coming to the airport privately.

The Internet on this day is no different from the past. Hot search is full of lace news of various stars, new stalks of TV series and variety shows, or any other blogger's eye-catching news. The whole world still seems to be leveling up.

And when Han Lu entered the living room, he saw the card on the coffee table, which said

——Thank you for your vacation. Breakfast is in the kitchen. I hope I can explain to you exactly what happened on that island, but I am actually investigating this myself, maybe I will wait until the future. Investigating everything will tell you the truth, even if that truth may not be what you want.

The final payment was Zhang Heng.

Han Lu put down the card, went into the kitchen, and turned on the rice cooker.

Inside, I saw a bowl of tofu brain being kept warm, plus two fried dough sticks that had just been fried.

At the moment, Zhang Heng has already come to the lounge on the second floor of the bar.

Because it's almost bright now, there are almost no other players in the lounge, only the boring bartender is playing with her mobile phone behind the bar.

Strange to say, Zhang Heng and Miss Bartender have known each other for a long time.

According to the latter herself, she worked several jobs in order to make money, in other words, she was working during the day. The previous maid cafe, not only Zhang Heng first met the Tang-dressed elderly, but also met her for the first time. Place, and in the evening she manages game points here.

But Zhang Heng has never seen her sleepy, although most of the time she has no enthusiasm for work ~~ But at least she is always sober.

And when Zhang Heng walked in from the door, the bartender who was playing with her mobile phone suddenly gave a soft bang, and the tip of her nose moved twice, and she seemed to smell something.

”Where did you go during this time?”

”I spent some time on vacation with friends on that island.” Zhang Heng replied.

”It's no wonder with that country.” Miss Bartender revealed a faint expression when she heard the words, but she obviously didn't want to explain why she said so, but nodded, ”You came for that knife and that little prop. Right. ”

Zhang Hen nodded, ”Yes.” In addition to the [ordinary knife] that was previously recast, Zhang Heng also entrusted the bartender to the [Creuss Heart] obtained from the trip to Rome. It's finally time to receive the goods.

”Huh.” The bartender turned and took out two wooden boxes made of tule trees, one large and one small, and put it in front of Zhang Heng.

”Well, your prop, which one do you want to see first?”