Chapter 1086

Booker dreamed of his detective office again. This place is old and dreary. The old sunshine is silent here, and all the colors are dark and speechless.

There was a crazy knock at the door, "Mr. DeWitt! Mr. DeWitt!! Bring that girl to us! The debt is written off! "

In the dream, Elizabeth leaned against the narrow table by the wall and repeated low, "bring that girl to us and write off the debt." She looked down and didn't look up at Booker, like a small animal for sale.

The good tempered Mr. Booker immediately became very angry. He shouted at the door, "are you fucking sick! Is it sick! I can fucking buy New York. Who do I owe! How much do you want? Can you just say it? Ten thousand dollars? $100000? million? I'll give you as much as you fucking want! "

The people outside the door suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Buck gasped for breath. When he saw Elizabeth beside him, he immediately squeezed out a kind smile, "don't be afraid, I'll take you out of Colombia..."

The man knocked at the door again. "Open the door! Open the door! Mr. DeWitt! "

Booker saw Elizabeth frowning, and he didn't know how to persuade her. The man in the dream had no ability to reflect. Mr. Booker did what he thought. He patted the little girl on the head, then drew out his pistol and walked to the door.

"Don't let me catch you, let me catch you, you have good fruit to eat!" Buck DeWitt swore in a low voice.

Open the door.

A cold white light.

Then the light faded, the sun shone on his cheeks, Booker narrowed his eyes and coughed violently. Someone was pressing his chest to help him choke out the water in his lungs. Booker felt he was suffocating.

There was the sound of waves in her ears, and Elizabeth, who was worried in front of him, saw him wake up, bent her eyebrows and smiled relaxed, "Hoo! You finally woke up. "

"Where is this? We won't fall into the Atlantic... "

"This is battleship bay! Eh, did you hear that? "

Booker felt that the water in his ear canal was bubbling out, the sound of the waves became clear, the cry of seagulls and happy music.

Elizabeth stroked her collar in surprise, her eyes narrowed with laughter, and her sea blue eyes glittered brightly, "it's music! Oh, Mr. Booker, can I... "

"Go and let me lie down a little longer."

Elizabeth spoke softly and politely, but she was pleasantly incoherent. "Well, I won't go long. I'll be right back, sir."

"Buck DeWitt, my name is buck DeWitt."

"Of course, Mr. Booker!" Elizabeth had run quickly to find music, and her happy reply was left behind.

Buck lay on the beach with his eyes narrowed, thinking about the terrible transformation monster, Nightingale, which was like a nightmare. Fortunately, he got rid of him. Colombia is too dangerous to stay. We must find a way to escape as soon as possible.

Booker, who had just struggled on the edge of death, was not afraid of anything. He sighed slowly and felt that the sun was very good now. Let's bask in it for a while. So he really basked in the sun like a tourist. He was still wearing a police uniform. He was wet. Booker checked his belongings and equipment. Except for Elizabeth's picture, everything else was still there. However, the US dollar bills in his pocket were soaked and mixed together, and the state of the Mauser gun was very bad. It seemed that it could not be fired.

He took off his clothes and trousers and put them on the beach to dry. He left only a pair of white shorts. His thighs, legs, spine, arms, palms and back of his head were covered with gravel.

This is battleship Bay, a resort beach in Colombia.

Buck breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he had fallen into the Atlantic... Think rationally that it was impossible. Colombia was floating at an altitude of 20000 feet. If it fell into the Atlantic, it would take a while, and they would certainly fall into paste. This is the sea of Colombia, the sea in the sky.

In fact, it is not as big as the first impression imagined. This beach is very narrow, and the sea surface, through the roadside film introduction, the sea water in battleship Bay is a circulation system. At the edge of the sea, the water will fall. Booker guessed that the water would fall into the collection tank and be pumped back up by the pump.

What a luxury project.

Colombia has reason to be proud. Who would have thought that there was a sea in the sky.

There are many secrets to explore in this city, but Booker does not intend to continue to play this dangerous game. Elizabeth's departure will eventually lead to the fall of the city of the sky. There is no doubt that if anyone wants to prevent Booker from achieving this goal, he will fight back with bullets mercilessly.

Now he has had enough rest. At least his trousers have been dried. Booker puts on a damp police coat and trousers, puts on his hat, and most importantly, gloves, and puts away his belongings. He hopes that the store here will accept wet dollars. He wants to change his clothes. This dog skin makes him very uncomfortable.

There was no clothing store on the beach. On the way to find Elizabeth along the music, Booker was greeted with respect and indifference. Booker smiled, but not much.

The beach was divided into two blocks. When Booker found Elizabeth, she danced to music in the crowd on the observation deck. Beautiful and lovely young girl, her dance is particularly wonderful, so that the crowd around her drum up. The violinist and pianist repeat simple melodies. Elizabeth's body style is more beautiful than symphony. Mr. Booker DeWitt never liked to dance or watch others dance, but he liked Elizabeth's cheerful and lively appearance. She had forgotten her body. In the fast stepping and whirling, she only saw the sky and the sea. In the sunny afternoon, everything on the beach was submerged by the light, the clouds and gravel seemed to be burning white, and everyone's cheeks and body were blurred and pulled into a beating phantom. Booker did not know what strange fantasies would flow out of her head, but he was not in a hurry to interrupt the girl's dance. When Elizabeth was tired, Booker had changed himself into a casual suit. He sat on his newly bought suitcase and put his police uniform under his arm“ well! Look here! " Elizabeth's cheeks were flushed with exercise, and her eyes, brighter than the sea in the noon sun, were filled with a layer of water mist. She smiled with neat and fine teeth. Such a smile became a fantasy that Booker will always remember in the afternoon“ Oh, Mr. Booker, it's great here. Would you like to dance with me? "“ No, take a break. Have some cold milk and calm down. " Booker prepared the drink in advance, and Elizabeth thanked in surprise. Buck watched her drink slowly with a cup in her hand and turned her eyes to the sea level. "I've been to a more beautiful beach than this. When we get back to the ground, I'll take you to see it."“ Mr. Booker, why did you help me? "“ I don't know. " Elizabeth was very helpless to Buck's childish prevarication. Her face looked like a gentle female elder, but she was too young. Buck only felt funny when he saw it. He reached out and pinched Elizabeth's face. She was startled at first, but didn't refuse, "seriously, I don't know. Maybe I owe you."