Quickly wear it with your skills

Chapter 276: Joining the Game 19

In the following time, Lan Hanlu not only paid attention to things on the Internet, but also spent the rest of her time strolling around. She was not particularly keen on shopping before.

But now, maybe because she has been trapped on the island for too long, she especially likes to go shopping outside, but she can't accept close contact between people.

So whenever she goes to a strange place, she always likes to wander around the streets. I will take pictures of the beautiful scenery and unique buildings.

It wasn't until Lillian contacted her that Lan Hanlu thought about it and agreed to let her come to see her. She put down the phone and kept tapping on the screen of the smart brain.

Various commands were constantly being output, with light music and a glass of red wine playing beside her. Lan Hanlu would occasionally hum along. If you didn't look at her movements and expressions, you wouldn't have any idea what she was doing.

There was the sound of Lillian knocking on the door. Lan Hanlu opened the door wearing a bathrobe and holding a glass of red wine. When she saw that it was her outside the door, she turned around and walked inside.

Lillian came in with her luggage and closed the door. She looked at Lan Hanlu, who was sitting on the floor, leaning against the sofa, fiddling with her computer. The sound of the game kept coming out. She just curled her lips slightly, then found a room, washed up, and came out.

While wiping her short hair, she sat next to Lan Hanlu, and she felt very happy when she saw Lan Hanlu biting her lower lip and frowning.

"Have you had lunch?" She grabbed Lan Hanlu's slightly longer hair and played with it.

"Is it you who's not calling?" Lan Hanlu was busy without even raising his head, but the battle situation was not optimistic.

Lillian directly took out her cell phone to call the hotel service, gave her request, and then leaned on the sofa with her arms, looking at Lan Hanlu.

When room service arrived, she laid out the lunch neatly and placed her hands on Lan Hanlu's shoulders, pressing gently. "Eat, and then we'll play later."

Lan Hanlu looked at the person screaming on the screen, closed the computer, turned around to wash her hands and eat.

While eating, Lillian chatted with her about what she had seen and heard, and she only mentioned her mission occasionally.

Lan Hanlu has been surfing the Internet recently and has learned about the deceased wealthy and political leaders from various countries, and has a guess in her mind.

But this required more verification, which was what she was doing now. However, there wasn't much time left, as the organization had another mission. Lillian left the gift she had brought and hurried away.

As usual, Lan Hanlu studied all the available information about the target of the mission, and then began to approach from several aspects. However, when she was about to approach the other party, she found an acquaintance.

Liang Anping is not an ordinary person. Lan Hanlu didn't dare to show up in front of him at all. She had no doubt that no matter how she dressed, as long as she appeared in front of him more than twice, he would see through her.

But it seemed difficult to take care of him this time. He must have a good relationship with his mission target. In just two weeks, she had already seen him for the third time.

The main reason was that Lan Hanlu wanted to kill people quietly. If she adopted other assassination methods, it would not be beneficial for her to hide herself in the future.

Lan Hanlu was sitting in a small gymnasium room, with her laptop and computer both turned on, except that the computer was running code, and the upper half of the laptop was just a screenshot of a photo.

It was something she had saved on the island a few years ago. Seeing all these irritable thoughts, she felt like lighting a cigarette to calm herself down.

In the end, she succumbed to her inner speculation, changed into a sweet and cool style, and went out with a bag slung over her waist.

She bumped into Liang Anping at the door of a coffee shop. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Liang Anping grabbed her arm. She struggled hard to break free. Although Liang Anping looked thin, his hands were like pliers and she couldn't get away no matter how hard she tried.

He gradually seemed to lose his strength, and then stared at the other person angrily.

"Why do you still want to run away?" Liang Anping had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood. There was a hint of teasing in his questions.

"What does this have to do with you? Why are you holding on to me? Let go of your hand, it hurts me." The second half of the sentence was choked with sobs.

Seeing her like this, Liang Anping withdrew his hand immediately. Lan Hanlu turned around to leave, and he ran two steps forward to stop her with his arms outstretched.

Lan Hanlu angrily bumped into his arms. She looked up and saw it was him, so angry she punched him twice. "Are you sick? Why do you always stop me?"

Liang Anping did not stop her this time and let her vent for a while. He then took out a tissue and handed it to her, signaling her to wipe the tears from her face.

"Let's find a place to have a good chat, okay? It's a bit inappropriate to have so many people watching here." His tone was no longer teasing, but rather negotiating.

Lan Hanlu was still a little unconvinced. Perhaps it was because of her accent, or perhaps it was because of what he had just said. After all, the glances of people coming and going were still quite embarrassing. "Let's go, then."

After getting in the car, we were taken directly to a high-end restaurant. French cuisine generally pays attention to the food atmosphere, including various appetizers, main courses, and desserts. There are many types, but the portions are small.

It's a good meal once in a while.

After the main course arrived, Liang Anping opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Lan Hanlu, "Don't ask me why I left. I think you know."

The other party smiled, took a sip of red wine, and put down the glass. "Okay, I won't ask. How have you been recently?"

"It's okay." The voice was cold.

Liang Anping heard the emotion in her words, shook his head and said, "Don't be so hostile to me. I want to apologize to you for what happened last time.

No matter what my purpose was in deceiving you, it was my fault, and it was not my wish to have you hurt."

Lan Hanlu pursed her lips and sniffed, "You rich people are all so bad." Her nasal voice sounded very aggrieved.

He handed over a tissue and said, "I'm sorry, I have to admit that your excellence is attractive enough. Alfred and I were too one-sided in our previous judgment.

Although Alfred's feelings for you are genuine, he may have used the wrong approach, as did I.

But as compensation, I am willing to respect your wishes and not reveal your whereabouts."

Lan Hanlu glanced at him, lowered her eyes, and said, "You two have such a good relationship, how could it be possible..."

When Liang Anping heard Wen Hanlu say this, he knew that the other party had forgiven him, or at least her attitude was more relaxed than before.

So he quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Seeing such a lovely girl crying in front of me, how could anyone have the heart to go against your wishes?"

But he started coughing halfway through his words, and his originally pale face turned red.

Lan Hanlu was a little anxious, so she quickly got up from her seat and gently stroked his back with her hand.