Lisa ran her forefinger along the seam of her duffel bag, its microfield sealing up behind as if she had touched it with a magic wand.

丽莎的帆布包的开口缓缓划过。微场封条仿佛魔棒的挥下随着手下滑动。她费力的提起了背包，嘴里轻轻的哼了一声。