章 517: The Touch: Part 2

The wind chimes hanging in the window swayed gently in the wind.

Lange sat quietly on a chair in the cafe, staring out of the window at the grey and black sky.

"It's always the same sky." He sighed and then turned to take a white porcelain cup from the counter with the coffee beans he had selected in advance. Then he turned on the grinder, poured the beans into it, and added some special herbs.

The grinder spun at full speed, smashing everything inside into fine powder.

Lange picked up a transparent coffee cup, gently removed the grinder cup, and then poured the powder into the coffee cup.

"Loneliness is the best spice of life." He put down the coffee cup and looked through the wall at the two tall men standing outside by the street lamp.

"Who are you?" His voice penetrated the wall and went straight to the two men.

The two men flashed and then appeared inside the cafe directly through the wall with eerie little smiles on their faces.