At this mont, ten minutes had passed since Lilia had gone looking for clues.
She walked slowly following the map, and apart from finding her photo in the display case, the other places weren't much different.
As she was walking across the small room, she bumped into Shirley on the corner.
The two caran suddenly shifted their focus when the two of them t.
This was the first ti Lilia and Shirley had t in person on cara.
Shirley was looking down at the map and heard footsteps ahead. When she raised her eyes, she smiled. "It is such a coincidence."
Lilia nodded in agreent. "Have you found any clues?"
"Not at all!" Shirley stretched out her hand helplessly, pointed at the map and sighed. "If I can't find anything, I'm thinking of going straight to the end of the map and trying my luck."
Lilia chuckled. "That's also a way."
After a brief conversation between the two, Shirley suggested. "Do you want us to go together? We can alert each other if we find anything odd."
"No problem." Lilia imdiately agreed.
At this ti, the two of them were walking side by side along the road, and the caraman who was filming them was very happy.
Needless to say, after this show was broadcast, this scene would definitely make the majority of netizens stunned.
At first, they thought that the two of them were like water and oil, but now they can get along peacefully. Shocking indeed!
As they advanced, Lilia and Shirley were already running one-third of the map.
At this ti, as they passed through a souvenir shop, Lilia inadvertently found a bottle of foreign wine she knew.
Seeing the other person stopped, Shirley asked suspiciously. "What is it?"
"I'll co in." Lilia didn't say much and walked straight into the shop.
Although Shirley was confused, she followed her out of curiosity.
In the shop, the round red tables and the light of the yellow lamp seed to have transported them back to the last century.
The shopkeeper was standing at the door, and when she saw the two of them coming, she lowered her head. "Welco, can I help you?"
Lilia pointed to a bottle of wine on the table. "I want that one bottle of Pinot Grigio."
The person turned sharply, looked in the direction she was pointing, and without a word, she retrieved a small safe from under the table. "The bottle is just a decoration. You just need to use a password to open this box and you can get Pinocchio gregio..."
At this point, the bartender seed to have forgotten the na!
Lilia smirked, quickly lowered her head and opened the script, glanced at it briefly, and then added. "I an Pinot Grigio!"
This na is really awkward! What kind of wine was that? She had never heard of it!
Lilia didn't notice the shopkeeper's embarrassed expression.
She looked down at the small box on the counter and asked hesitantly, "The password… is it a four-digit number?"
"Sorry, I do not know!"
The shopkeeper scratched her head, she really didn't know!
This safe is a pre-arranged prop, she is only responsible for acting, not opening it!
Lilia glanced at the box, pursed her lips for a mont, and Shirley beca even more confused. "This bottle of wine is a clue?"
She knows that white wine is quite rare in Indonesia. Was that really the hint Jean had prepared for Lilia?
Hearing that voice, Lilia didn't take her eyes off, and gently fumbled for the passkey with her fingertip. "I think it should be…."
In fact, the clues that Jean had left on her were trails to follow.
But these trails, apart from Jean and Lilia themselves, no one else knew about them.
At this mont, Shirley looked at Lilia with a serious expression, pursed the corners of her mouth, and didn't say anything.
But her eyes were filled with clear envy.
She and her husband had no understanding at all.
So she didn't co across any clues along the way.
Looking back at Lilia, the calm and confidence on her face was sothing only owned by a couple who loved each other.
Shirley took a step back, but her eyes fell on Lilia's act of pressing the code.
For a mont, she even wished that Lilia couldn't open the safe. Apparently, Shirley still had jealousy inside her heart and wanted to see Lilia humiliated in front of the cara.
However, reality was always cruel, and so with two beeps the small safe opened automatically.
Inside the box, a Pinot Grigio's bottle laid quietly.
Lilia took the wine, thanked the shopkeeper, and left the gift shop.
She already had two clues in her hands, but the directions for the route hadn't been shown yet.
Stepping out of the shop, Lilia subconsciously rubbed the bottle of white wine. She turned it over and found three words written on the back of the wine bottle label.
Sakura Tea House.
Lilia's steps slowed again, her gaze beca focused, and her brain also moved quickly.
Not long after, she opened the map in her hand and carefully looked at the signs along the way. Finally, she found a symbol which was a teahouse on the map, but its location was different from the route given by the crew.
Twenty minutes had passed since the ga had started.
Lilia looked at Shirley without hesitation. "I want to change route."
Shirley's eyes looked amazed, she naturally also saw the words from the Sakura Tea House, but she was just wondering why Lilia had decided to change her route.
While thinking, her curiosity really overca her. After biting the corner of her lips, she said, "I'm coming."
Lilia looked at her and kindly reminded, "If your lead wasn't in my way, wouldn't you have missed it?"
"It's okay, I'll try my luck with following you!"
Shirley couldn't think about it at the mont, as she and Bruce had no understanding of each other. So she should be able to find her husband at the end of the map she carried.
Driven by curiosity, Shirley really strayed from the path she should have taken.
At this mont, Lilia was well aware that Shirley didn't seem to have any intention of looking for clues of hers, so she didn't say much, and picked up the map then walked towards the direction of the teahouse.
Five minutes later, in front of the teahouse, Lilia saw the dazzling array of tea cans inside, and glimpsed a strange tea box.
Just like before, when she wanted to take the tea box, she needed to answer a question.
The teahouse owner asked her how the tea was made.
This ti, Lilia smiled knowingly, and answered smoothly.
Shirley felt that she was wrong to think Lilia as soone who didn't have a brain.
The process of making tea is cumberso and complicated. If one can't really study it, they may not be able to rember the process.
The teahouse owner handed her the tea box, and gave her a note.
On the paper was written a familiar handwriting.
Do you rember Parma? I'm waiting for you there.
This was clearly written by Jean for her.
A aningful hint indeed!
Lilia thought for a mont, and although she wasn't sure if her guess was right, she decided to make a bet.
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