Chapter 853 The World of Lies (2)
Smoking and drinking, noise and excitement, in the carnival, Brother Boston moved the playing cards in his hand little by little.
Baccarat, a simple poker game, is also the most popular game among gamblers.
"Zhuang wins."
However, with the dealer's ruthless verdict, Brother Boston had to sweep away all the playing cards in front of him in frustration. After he threw down his last bargaining chip, he left angrily.
There is no doubt that this night was not only fruitless, but also lost everything - including the 50,000 that Boss Arnold had just transferred.
"Shit!"
Brother Boston punched the wall next to him, feeling extremely irritated. Now he was penniless.
Brother Boston quickly left the private casino, but in the alleyway he left, he encountered people from other gangs selling drugs.
Boston's appearance immediately made the two men on the seller's side become nervous and fierce. As for the customer buying the medicine, he panicked and ran away.
"Hey, don't be nervous, I'm just passing by." Boston raised his hands slightly.
"Friend, you just ruined our business. Do you know how much we lost?" One of the men sneered.
Boston's eyes narrowed, but he saw a small sealed bag on the ground - this was the strange blue powder that the man who ran away in a panic dropped on the ground.
Boston had no choice but to secretly say that he was unlucky. He knew exactly what these two guys were selling here - because he was also one of the sellers of this kind of medicine. However, because of Arnold's prohibition, he couldn't get the medicine he originally got. The batch of goods did not sell much.
In a two-on-one situation, the two men obviously had no intention of chatting with Boston, so they started beating him up.
It's just that Boston is the most capable guy in his gang, otherwise he wouldn't have been the big brother in the gang before Arnold arrived.
After spending some money, Boston successfully beat the two guys to the ground, and they were still lying on the ground.
Boston wiped the corner of his mouth, which was damaged and bleeding. Boston spat hard and spit on one of them.
Seeing these two guys lying on the ground, Boston suddenly had evil thoughts and looted all the money from these two people, including the medicines that were transported for sale, and then left quickly, walking out in three steps and two steps. this alley.
However, he had just walked out of this alley, and the next moment he rushed back quickly.
There is no doubt that Boston is a very cruel and bold guy, so he chose to remain silent... A ferocious look flashed across Boston's eyes.
He quickly dragged the two people who had been knocked unconscious by him out of the alley, and then drove the car parked nearby. There were several large bags, hemp rope and other tools in the alley behind the car.
After tying the person, putting him in a bag, and then driving away, Boston came to a river with ease, then put heavy objects in the bag, and finally pushed the bag into the river.
After doing this, Boston was already soaked. He panted and looked around. Because it was already late at night, there should be no one nearby.
Boston took one last look at a bell tower across the river - this was a building on the university campus, the university where Arnold's eldest son studied.
Boston quickly left the place. Before going back to his hometown, he counted the money he got from the robbery - it was not a lot, more than one hundred thousand. Boston couldn't help but laugh happily.
In this way, not only could Boss Arnold's 50,000 yuan be paid back, but he could even make an extra fortune. Boss Boston was secretly happy, and at the same time picked up the medicine that was also stolen: bath salts.
Posti picked up a small bag of bath salts and looked at them again and again. Suddenly a thought came to his mind: These things are so valuable... Why aren't they sold now?
Boston's eyes gradually changed. He held the money he grabbed and these batches of bath salts in his hands... He knew that there were more of these things in his lair.
"I should have sold them...shit Arnold!"
Boston suddenly felt that he had figured it out.
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"...We deeply miss Dr. French, he was so outstanding."
In a certain auditorium of the school, a middle-aged man was delivering a speech in a heavy tone.
On the curtain of the auditorium stage, the life of Dr. French was being played on a projector.
In the corner of the second floor of the auditorium, a voice suddenly sounded - of course, it was not a voice that attracted the attention of the whole audience, it was just a low-pitched conversation-like voice.
"Oh, I hate this formality."
The speaker was wearing a hat and sunglasses, and had a scarf wrapped around his chin on a hot day. Only some parts of his cheek could be seen - but there was no doubt that this person was an old man.
And the person standing next to him was Mr. Ao Fei. At this time, faced with the other party's complaining words, Mr. Ao Fei could only say helplessly: "This is the initiative of the hospital. To be honest, even I have no way to refuse based on the situation."
"You never know how it feels to watch a group of people mourning themselves." He pointed to the photo on the screen, "I'm standing right here."
"Father..." Mr. Aoife wanted to say something.
But he... Dr. French waved his hand, shook his head and said: "I am not fragile enough to need you to comfort me. I am not sick now, and there is no need to explain anything to me."
As he spoke, Dr. French sighed in a somewhat complicated manner, with some self-mockery, "It's quite funny to say that I have been dealing with science all my life. If I was forced to have a belief, then it must be physics. But I didn’t expect that in the end I would be alive because of unnatural forces. Even if I am sober and rational now, I still can’t digest the change in my worldview... Ao Fei, maybe you did something very wrong.”
Mr. Aoife did not answer, but just watched the scenes on the screen in front of him. Students and teachers are looking back on Dr. French's life, and he himself is also looking back on his own life and that of his father.
Mr. Aoife suddenly said: "I don't regret it."
Dr. French trembled slightly but said nothing more.
After a while, Dr. French shook his head. The reason why he came here this time was just to retrieve some things that were full of memories for Dr. French from the school's office - of course, these things can't be seen by outsiders. It is a relic, so it is most appropriate for Mr. Offee to come forward.
After returning from death, Dr. French also felt a lot. At this time, he also wanted to come back to the place where he started to take a look - because he knew that in the future, he might not have many opportunities to act outside. After all, no matter what Whether legally or in public perception, he has been defined as a 'dead man'.
"Let's go...I have to go back to that messenger before sunset, right? I suddenly feel like I am being held captive."
"Father, please be patient, I will definitely find a solution." Mr. Aoife said quickly.
The doctor shook his head, then put away his nostalgia for this place and turned around to leave.
But he only took two steps before he stopped and looked at the figure who quietly opened the door and walked in at a side door of the auditorium, holding a white rose in his hand.
Mr. Aoife's eyes were very sharp, and he stepped forward and asked: "What's the matter?"
Dr. French hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "Aoife, I know this child... She may be a little troubled. If you have the chance, please help her."
"Father?" Mr. Aoife was a little confused.
Dr. French smiled casually and said: "Just think of it as a return gift, even though I didn't eat the piece of chocolate."
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"...we are in great sorrow."
The sound of the radio was so loud that when Caroline slowly opened the door and walked in, she almost felt her ears ringing from the shock.
She looked at the picture of Dr. French on the screen, feeling indescribable sadness and irritation in her heart - not long ago, she and this old man who was mourned by everyone were indeed pouring out their troubles to each other.
There is no comfort, no conclusion, just venting.
Perhaps, if she had done something at that time, the old man would not have died...just like the mother and her baby whom she had saved.
But, what can she do?
Arnold should be sitting somewhere in the auditorium. Because Arnold installed the location on his phone, Caroline did not take her phone with her when she came out. The purpose of coming here this time, Carol Lin herself made it clear that she just suddenly wanted to offer a white rose to this old man she had met once.
Maybe it was just a thought of self-satisfaction... She didn't know, and at the same time, she was unwilling to stay here for too long.
So after Caroline listened to two speeches, she quietly placed the white rose in her hand on the ground, and then left quietly.
I wonder if she will meet 403 on the road... She always feels that 403 has been observing her in the dark.
It would be the best if she could meet 403, because she suddenly had a question in her mind and wanted to ask 403...about Arnold.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Caroline, a man's voice.
"People in front, wait a moment."
Then he walked up quickly and came to Caroline...it was Mr. Aoife, "Please wait a moment, this classmate."
Caroline saw Mr. Aoife's face clearly and was slightly startled. She opened her mouth and said subconsciously: "Are you his son?"
Through the moment she touched Dr. French, she saw the moment when Dr. French died, and she also saw the two people standing next to Dr. French at that time - an adult and a child.
The appearance of that adult completely overlapped with that of the man blocking him now.
"You know me?" Mr. Aoife couldn't help but frowned.
Caroline didn't know how to explain it - in fact, as a sex worker living in the slums, she didn't care about any national affairs. For government officials, the current president of the country was probably the most familiar to her.
"Hmm... I've heard of it." Caroline said casually... feeling that such words might not pass the test.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Aoife said nothing and just nodded.
Because Mr. Offee found what he thought was a reasonable reason almost instantly - both he and Dr. French are public figures, and they are very famous, so it is not surprising that the public would know about it.
What's more, this is the person his father said he would take care of.
"This classmate, do you know my father?" Mr. Aoife smiled, "I saw the white rose you put down."
Caroline shook her head: "Actually, I just met him once and chatted a few times... I'm not afraid of your jokes. At that time, I didn't know that such a bad old man could be such a famous person."
Mr. Aoife frowned... Anyone who heard someone say that his father was a bad old man would probably feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, and then quickly took out a card and handed it to Caroline. On hand.
"Is this?" Caroline was a little confused.
Mr. Aoife said: "It's a thank you. Thank you for the flowers you sent him. Here is the phone number of my personal assistant. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can call this number directly. Just say 'Southern Cross' , he will know how to do it. Generally, it can be solved even if it is not a big problem.”
For a person as famous as Dr. French, his son should also have a good background, right?
Caroline nodded subconsciously, but she didn't know if this guy could help her clear up the charges of Livia's murder suspect?
Probably not...it's a human life after all.
After Mr. Aoife left a card, he left quickly without saying anything to Caroline... Although he only left his secretary's phone number, it was enough to solve many things.
For Mr. Offee, this is just a simple task to fulfill his father's instructions.
"Inexplicable..." Caroline shook her head and put the card into her pocket.
When she was about to leave, she saw a woman walking out quietly not far away. Then after the woman walked out, Caroline actually saw Arnold walking out.
Arnold was talking to this woman about something... but Caroline suddenly took a breath!
The woman who came out, she had seen... was Lucas's girlfriend in the photo!
The distance was too far, and Caroline couldn't hear clearly what the two were talking about, but there was no doubt that... this 'Arnold' knew Lucas' girlfriend!
However, when he came out of the last masquerade party, ‘Arnold’ didn’t show any signs of knowing Lucas’ girlfriend...
——"It's just an invitation class. We met in the big class. We know him, but he doesn't know us..."
Hailey was just taking Arnold's place on campus. He was not a top student at all and didn't know how to attend classes...Caroline's heart suddenly started beating fast.
This ‘Arnold’ is the real Arnold!
When... was it changed again? Before the memorial service? Or earlier...yesterday? The day before yesterday? These days?
Caroline backed away slowly, cautiously, for fear that she might make a little noise and attract Arnold's attention... She turned a corner, and then... then ran away frantically.
She left the auditorium and completely ran out of the place where the auditorium was. However, as she ran in a hurry, her heart beat more and more, as if it was about to jump out. She even heard her own violent heartbeat!
But Caroline suddenly bumped into something and had to stop.
It’s 403!
Sure enough, he followed!
"What's the matter with you looking for me in such a hurry?" 403 stretched out his hand to pull up Caroline who was lying on the ground, and asked: "Why are you so panicked?"
"I..."
The moment Caroline's hand touched 403, a flash of light occupied her eyes.
Darkness all around...Boston...big bag...something is dragging...by the river...
Struggling, struggling...the water began to flood in...the body began to sink...(End of this chapter)