The capital of Rooster Country is also called the Romantic Capital.

This modern city...well, it was once a modern city, but compared with the rapidly developing city of the Republic, it is no longer so modern. But I have to admit that she is still a noble lady, full of romance, and a famous tourist city.

In this city, a famous coffee shop.

This is a building full of style from the last century, quaint, elegant, full of indescribable artistic and romantic atmosphere. On its walls, there are series of famous paintings that seem simple but can only be recognized by a real artistic perspective.

Although it is a coffee shop, it is actually not inferior to some exhibition halls. In fact, it is one of the attractions of this city. Although it is different from an iron tower, it is not known to everyone, but in the eyes of some people, such places are the real attraction of this city.

Of course, the price of coffee here is not cheap at all. If a working class comes here, it will be enough for him to get back and have a pain for half a month. You can also choose other drinks, but that is just a slight reduction or a slight extension of the pain time.

So, art and romance have prices.

At this time, a tall white middle-aged man walked into the coffee shop.

He wore a fitted suit, tie, a wide-brimmed top hat that was not so common in this era, and a simple briefcase in his hand. He dressed like an ordinary office worker - in this city, there are actually quite a lot of office workers who find opportunities to go out for fishing and have a break from coffee.

There are many guests in the cafe, but the person's eyes almost immediately fell to the area close to the floor-to-ceiling window. People with a little eye can see that this is the most golden location in the entire cafe. Normally, as many tables as possible will be arranged in this golden location. However, this cafe does the opposite - only a small round table is arranged in this area.

A very beautiful girl was sitting in front of the small round table.

The weather is not too hot, but the woman has already changed into a short skirt. The girl stretched her body and leaned against the chair, revealing her extremely eye-catching legs. The cold white skin and slender and well-proportioned legs are easy to make people think of other things.

Sitting in front of her was a young white man. It can be seen from the man's enthusiasm and the woman's cold face that these two were probably not boyfriend and girlfriend, but a catch-up game. And it was a failed catch-up game.

Because after getting close, you can hear the girl's cold voice. "...You must be glad that my boyfriend is not here. Otherwise, I will definitely feel sympathy for you. Okay, now I have heard enough, you can leave."

The young man had no choice but to get up embarrassedly and reluctantly leave.

The guests around them also knew this. Although their polite education made them hold back and did not laugh out loud, they could tell with their knees that these people must be laughing at the clown who failed to catch up with a chat.

The girl turned her head and looked out the window disapprovingly. The sun's light passed through the floor-to-ceiling window, sprinkled in the cafe, and evenly fell on the girl's quiet side face, which happened to be a layer of shimmer on her beautiful outline, making it even harder to look away.

The male guests at several round tables nearby were timid and dared to sneak a glance with their eyes, while the more courageous people held their mobile phones and thought they were secretly appreciating the records. However, the more courageous people were not many who tried to chat with them.

Because in addition to beauty, there are more. After all, the brand-name bag she placed on the table and the expensive watch on her wrist are enough to make many people lose their minds. In addition, her clothes are also cooler and cooler, making her look like a noble and proud white swan.

After weighing various conditions, there are actually not many people who have the courage to chat with each other. Generally, young men who are ignorant of the world are young.

The shiny gems are certainly attractive, but the dazzling sun is too dazzling, but not many people dare to look at them directly.

After the young man who was obviously driven away by politeness, no other brave man came on the stage.

The middle-aged man walked up to the table. The girl turned her head around and was a little surprised. She was too young, and her beauty belonged to the beauty of the beautiful and sweetness unique to the flowering girls. Middle-aged people may not necessarily appreciate it. Of course, objectively speaking, this is completely a prejudice. Because no matter what man actually likes young and beautiful girls.

"Dr. Mary?" The middle-aged man took off his Russians and asked tentatively.

"Mary, not a doctor, although I don't object to this title. Are you the one who... asked me out?"

"My name is Snow, and I work for..." The man took off his hat and took a seat opposite the girl. "State agency."

"Snow? Tsk, I don't like this name. Because there is a person with the same name that leaves a very bad impression on me."

"Sorry, but in our industry, we don't care much about the name. Or can you call me Snow II?"

"Well, Mr. Snow Second, why did you invite me out? My boyfriend and I were on vacation in this city and we didn't want to be harassed by a third person at all. If he knew that I had a secret meeting with another man, he would probably be jealous. Fortunately, he had something to do today, so I found such a gap."

"I'm very sorry, but you have a rare chance to come to Europe," replied Snow II. "For some reason, we know, well, you might be doing some secret research?"

He took out a ordered document from his briefcase and handed it to the little girl. The latter opened the document, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

The document is a piece of information similar to a newsletter. It tells the story of a minor child in the Rooster Country becoming disabled due to a car accident.

This is not his fault, it is entirely caused by a damn unemployed scoundrel who drives without a license.

The rogue stole a car and rushed around while driving and ran away. He hit the child and caused serious injuries. In a desperate situation, the doctor amputated him, and since then he has changed from a child with healthy limbs to a disabled person who can only stay in a wheelchair and can only walk on crutches for life.

This not only caused him great physical harm, but also caused him great psychological harm.

In addition to the child himself, his family was even more in tears and had to face huge medical expenses. However, the rogue who caused the car accident was not aware of his pennilessness. Although he was sentenced to jail, he could not make any financial compensation at all. Because the car was stolen and the insurance company refused to compensate, the family faced great difficulties.

No one was wrong, and the evil people were punished (punishment stipulated by the law), but the victims were still in pain and could not extricate themselves. In addition to the text, there were a large number of photos, all of which were without mosaics, including the identity of the characters.

The writing style is very sensational, and the photos are taken very professionally and convincingly.

This is not the only story, there is a second and a third. In short, some innocent, kind, gentle, and poor people encountered disasters that they could not fight against. They led to illness and disability, and thus fell into great sorrow and painful despair.

"A very good story, Mr. Snow II." The little girl glanced at her slightly and put down the file. "It will resonate with many people on the Internet. If you are willing to carry out donations, I think I am willing to donate so much...but what are you giving me for now?"

"I heard that you are doing some medical research involving ethics and have achieved great results."

"Is it Professor Howard?" the little girl snorted softly.

"He is a good person, but he just wants such advanced technology not to be buried by some secular prejudice. You have the ability to help others and many people. Look at this child, as long as you do your move, his life will be completely different. And we can help you do everything else. Believe me, those secular prejudices are not worth mentioning!"

"Uh, I don't think so." The little girl put down the paper and placed it on the small round table.

"But you have the strength. The greater your ability, the greater your responsibility. Do you think so? Although you are from the United States, your ancestors should be from Nordic, and we are a family, aren't this child?" Snow II pointed to the disabled child in the photo and said. "It's worth sympathy. Don't you think you should use the knowledge and technology you have to help such innocent people?"

"About seven or eight years ago, my classmate... Well, it's just a kindergarten. My kindergarten classmates were naughty and used the chemical agent I prepared to burn a car. I remember I warned them that the thing was flammable and dangerous, but they didn't listen. Instead, they stole the medicine while I was away. Finally, the owner came to my house and my poor mother apologized for it. You can imagine how desperate I was at that time. No one believed all my explanations!"

"Ah?" Snow No. 2 obviously didn't understand what the little girl said.

"Yes, I secretly got the potion. I stole my mother's money, borrowed my sister's account, and purchased related equipment. Because I was very interested in chemistry at that time. But I configured it strictly according to the specifications, and I also knew that the thing was dangerous, flammable and explosive. So I looked at them with the most correct attitude. So in my hands, there was no danger. But in the end, everything was revealed and I was severely punished and warned. No one believed that I followed the operating procedures strictly, and they all felt that I did not burn my home or kindergarten because of my luck. That was the first time I realized that I was just a weak and helpless child. The world could not hear my voice, and adults would not listen to any explanation from me. No one helped me, everyone was condemning me, blaming me, and hating me. I was sad, painful, desperate, and even wanted to die."

"Well... what do you say have to do with what I'm talking about now?"

"I mean, I also have times of despair, pain and sorrow. Has this family helped me?"

"Of course it's impossible, they can't know about you."

"Even if they know, will they help me?"

"Uh...this..."

"Look, I believe that the problems in this regard are the same. They will not be willing. Even if they know that a little girl from a foreign country wants to commit suicide in pain, they will not come to help me. If that is the case, why should I help them?" The little girl spread her hands.

Her eyes had already left Snow No. 2 in front of her and looked out the window with a man in a strange costume.

Of course, in this city, strange costumes are everywhere—street performers are everywhere, and a large number of them wear all kinds of exaggerated clothes to attract audiences.

But it was a man wearing a robe, a pointed hat, and a wooden staff. Just like the magician in the story. The little girl in the past believed in magic at all. But now she has completely believed in it. This old man may be a spellcaster.

The little girl watched him pass through the floor-to-ceiling window and headed forward. She believed that if this person walked in this direction, she would not go to other places. She should have gone to that hotel - the place where the magic world gathered.

This may be a wizard, it is hard to say whether it is from his own country or from other countries...

"Your approach is really regrettable!" Snow No. 2's voice pulled the little girl back to reality. "You clearly have the power to change the world."

"Look, this is why I like the Republic. Their officials never use this method of cheating children to attract me to cooperate." The little girl said. "In addition, although I conducted the experiment, I have to say... Actually, I don't know many key things."

"As long as you say what you know, it is equivalent to solving many problems that have been troubled by everyone."

"No!" said the little girl. "If someone has helped me, I am indeed responsible for him. But others should save money. Do you look at me like a selfless communist?"

She stood up. "Professor Hodward was very disappointed. I will think about it for three more minutes next time I ask experts from this country for help. OK, Mr. Snow II, if nothing else, I will leave first. I have paid this cup of coffee."

Looking at the little girl leaving her back, he turned on his cell phone.

"The first step failed," he said using a chat software. "The other party is very young, but very skilled, not someone who can compromise with a few passionate words or just reasons. Professor Hodgar did not lie to us. She is very cunning. This is a natural little fox."

"I just said that this trick is not good... Fortunately, even if you fail to try, you will not lose anything." The opposite answered.

"Then the other one...is the so-called boyfriend she calls. Who is he? Have you found his identity?"

"We searched all the records, but we couldn't find them all. We don't know how he appeared in this country. This person... was like he appeared out of thin air. Let's not talk about it, maybe we had to follow the plan."
Chapter completed!