Chapter 8 Section 7 Amy's request

"No need, Amy, I've already met the host of the reception - he even bought me a mojito!" Our detective raised his glass and greeted the enthusiastic The hostess indicated. "This is not possible!" Amy took the almost finished Mojito and put it aside - Taphne smiled, and Emma crossed her hands on her chest impatiently: she Clearly unhappy with the presence of the two gentlemen - they had to break off the conversation for a while. "It's fine if you don't come!" Amy said angrily, "but now you have to come with me—at least, I have to emphasize to John: You are my invitation! You see , when you greeted the master in the lobby just now, I was right next to you!" Amy turned her head and complained to Taphne, "Taffy~`You should have called me! Instead of picking up a glass of wine and Come and find me?"

"Okay, okay? My dear anchor lady." Taphne couldn't straighten up with a smile, "Who made me so eager to chat with you?" Then, she turned her head and said to Wenzel , "Boss? Just go with Amy, okay?" "Did you go there too?" asked the detective. "No, no?" Taphne quickly shook her head, "I'd better stay here and chat with Miss Emma—our conversation is at its most exciting?" "We'll be there in a while." Ms. Emma looked at her watch, "Is it almost time for the drink?" Amy pouted at her afternoon tea friend:

"You cunning fellow!" Wenzel turned around and asked Karl: "Are you staying here too?" "No, I'll go with you," Carl replied immediately, "I'm always slow to respond to the wonderful topics of the ladies?" "Okay, what about us?" Before Amy finished speaking, a skinny young man walked over quickly from the side hall—fortunately, Emma gave her a hand, otherwise, our slender female anchor would almost have been killed. The daredevil was knocked down. "Hey! What's the matter with you?" Carl yelled at the man.As if he didn't hear it, the young man kept walking towards the lower left corner of the hall.

(Author's Note: The "lower left corner" and the "lower left corner of the hall" mentioned repeatedly in the following articles refer to the side of the hall near the garden road, not the side near the tower and terrace viewed from the direction of the main entrance .) "That's Sears.", Emma let go of Amy, who said "thank you" to her. "Nothing?" Emma Hessel took a sip of her new cup of Cuba Libre. "Isn't that Mr. John's? Lover?" Karl asked slightly surprised, "I thought I had just met him?" He turned his head and smiled awkwardly at Wenzel, "It seems that I got the wrong person."

"It seems that you have heard those rumors too." Emma smiled inexplicably, "Too many people know that it is not a rumor—he may have drunk too much, and he is in a hurry to go to the bathroom?" Mr. Lucius's wife touched her cheek and put on a look of knowing a lot, "The latest rumor is that he was abandoned by his old lover. You probably haven't noticed: Does he look like he just cried?" "Didn't it mean that he was abandoned a long time ago?" Amy corrected the so-called "latest rumor", "I heard that Mr. John has a lot of lovers?"

"Maybe you are one of them." Taphne joked. "This is not a good joke!", Amy was very dissatisfied with her friend's joke, "What about you and Wenzel? Why aren't you married yet?", the witty female anchor responded. The faces of our poor detective, and his joking assistant, flushed from the ears to the tip of the nose. "Let's hurry over there." Wenzel pulled Carl and began to walk quickly in the direction of the side hall, "The toasting ceremony is about to start, don't we have much time?" "Let me go ahead!", Amy also chased after her, leaving Taphne standing there alone, her face still red, not knowing what to do.

"Ha! Surely this will become the latest rumor?" Ms. Emma said triumphantly, taking a sip of Cuba Liberty.