Chapter 694: Changing Career as a Model, or a High-Risk Occupation

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Seven or eight meters behind them, a man and a woman were dragging their suitcases and talking about something, and they didn't notice Luke's move.

Luke's words only took a few seconds. When the couple saw their child running away, they pulled the security guard at the entrance of the banquet hall to ask something, and hurried over, only to find that the child wanted to pee.

The woman is strange: "Didn't you just pee before you came out? You guys are playing again!"

The man politely apologized to the security guard.

What can the security say, the child is right to ask the toilet urgently.

He still explained the location of the toilet, waved goodbye to the family, and stood back at the gate again.

Luke had already entered the dim conference hall, moving lightly under his feet, standing in a corner.

On the runway, the models walked the catwalk, wearing large sweaters and sweaters with eye-catching patterns in various shapes and patterns to show back and forth.

This is the autumn and winter fashion show.

In terms of the temperature in London, you can wear sweaters in the morning and evening, and sweaters can be worn after September or October.

Luke didn't care about these models, the designer he was looking for, Alexander.

Alexander McCartrey, a well-known fashion designer in the UK, is also the owner of the century-old handmade suit shop and a "supplier" of the Bubblegum Gang.

A few hours earlier, the fashion designer had been discussing with Axella how many "goods" to send to the Slovakian town.

Luke came here to find Alexander. First, he wanted to determine the guy's appearance and smell. Second, he didn't have the guy's address. It was the most time-saving way to find this place.

While thinking about how to get this designer away and "design" it, something familiar appeared in his sight.

He came a little late, and the conference was coming to an end. The model and designer Alexander of the conference all came out to thank him collectively.

There is nothing unusual about Alexander, an ordinary white British man in his forties, except that he is a little bit girly and has some makeup on his face, but his smell doesn't look like a vampire.

No bloody smell.

But beside Alexander, the three female models looked familiar.

Frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Luke overlapped their three pairs of long legs with his memory, and suddenly groaned in his heart: Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Seeing the applause on and off the stage, he took out his fake mobile phone and sent a message to a certain woman through the Internet.

Originally, I thought that a certain woman might see it after a while, but who knew that within ten seconds, a reply would appear.

Luke looked at it for a moment and sighed, and didn't send any new messages.

In this matter, it is still easiest for him to directly deal with the source. The more people who know it, the more dangerous it is.

As for these three dreams of reaching the top, wearing big wings and becoming the long legs of the world's top models, Luke can only express regret.

In this world, it is never easy to succeed, and it is already a great luck to have the life to keep fighting.

Thinking like this, he also murmured in his heart: At the beginning... I seem to have only won Vanessa, right? How could the luck of these three be so bad! Being a model has to risk your life, it's really dedicated.

Soon after the press conference was over, Luke did not leave the stage with the guests, but slipped into the backstage while taking advantage of the chaos.

As soon as the press conference was over, it was just an ordinary hall, and no one cared about the crowd.

Luke followed Alexander all the way to the parking lot.

Seeing that the luxury extended Audi sitting in Alexander drove past, and among the eight models above were Vanessa's three old partners and best friends, he patted his forehead and followed in his second-hand golf.

On the narrow streets common in British cities, the bigger role of the extended luxury car is to fit, and it is not as convenient as Luke's second-hand golf.

Luke easily hung the extended Audi a few hundred meters away and drove to the northwest of London.

Alexander's car got farther and farther, and Luke was a little strange: what's this for? Both cars are now out of the London city, to Watford, have not stopped.

Did Alexander find out he was being followed? Luke quickly denied this possibility.

It is not impossible to find out that tracking is not impossible, such as monitoring the surrounding area with drones, but Alexander does not have this technical level.

Neither did his vampire master.

With a little doubt, he followed Alexander's car for more than an hour to Coventry, northwest of London.

I watched them park in front of a bar, and the eight men and one woman got out of the car and went in.

Luke also drove the car into the black alley not far away, and changed his clothes.

This time, it was no longer a half-finished white wolf suit, but an ordinary gray-black hooded sweater with a peaked cap, and an angular black metal mask covered his face.

Luke, who has always practiced multi-handed preparation and avoided coincidences, will of course not let his schedule coincide with White Wolf easily.

Even though he has not entered Slovakia and the United Kingdom as a deity, he still chooses a more secure method - another vest.

After pushing the door and getting out of the car, he flew up and jumped to the building next to him, released the drone, and patrolled the bar and the surrounding movement.

The outside of the bar is nothing special, but there is no surveillance here.

Most bars will install surveillance on the front and rear doors to avoid petty theft, fights and the like, but not here.

Luke had a faint expectation in his heart.

This kind of habit is a bit mean!

This bar is located in a dilapidated industrial area, and the appearance has a clear LOFT industrial style, which makes it not unobtrusive here.

It has only two floors, there are no windows on the first floor, and the old-fashioned iron railing doors and windows on the second floor look very old.

Luke watched as the four models were taken to the room on the second floor. Alexander said a few words and went downstairs.

Leave the four models there to turn on the music, pour drinks and darken themselves.

Among these four models, there are none of Vanessa's three best friends. They all seem to have the same characteristics - young and immature, with relatively pure temperament, and they look like newcomers who have just entered the industry.

And Vanessa's three best friends... If you think that they can rob a bank in New York with Vanessa, you will know what kind of temperament they are.

Those who are close to the vermilion are red and those who are close to the ink are black. The principle of this saying is similar anywhere.

After confirming this, Luke stopped delaying and cut in directly from the window on the second floor.

The four newcomer models who were enjoying themselves didn't notice the movement of the corner window at all, and they didn't see the fleeting shadow.

Coming down from the second floor and walking to a door, Luke suddenly laughed and laughed happily.

There was no pause in his movements, he kicked the door open, and a huge sound wave came.

Like the exterior of the building, the interior on the ground floor is in the same industrial style.

There are exposed brick and concrete walls all around, various pipelines, and a large ballroom that is open to almost unobstructed views, where dozens of people sit or dance.