C673 The Weak Cello Everett!
Certainly.
Any fool could tell this wasn't a taxi.
And...
Cello Everett knew without a doubt.
This car had come for him!
"Clunk."
The door swung open.
A young man with short black hair, dressed in a black-and-white spotted shirt, stepped out.
"Are you Cello Everett?"
"Yes."
"Lu Ka is dead!"
...
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Sitting in the car, Cello Everett wore a peculiar expression