Trafford’s Trading Club

In the music, the students suddenly heard a series of glasses fall and break.

In a moment of turning around, just at the bar, a lot of cups were swept down, drinks were spilled all over the floor, and there was also a falling down, makeup became a freak of horror.

Robin Hood was holding his punch, and the guy with the bandages on his head on the ground was a catwoman who wiped her lips and slowly stood up, with such a panicked cat.

“Hit him! Hit him! ”

“Seems to be jealous of the wind? ”

The whispers of the spectators.

Caroline was indeed in a state of obscurity at the moment, and she had no idea that 'Arnold' would suddenly appear and come up with a punch in the face of 403.

“Hey, relax, I'm just playing a game with her." 403 climbed up and shrugged, “Do you have a boyfriend? Forget it. ”

His gesture was so casual, it was like hitting on a woman, and then someone's boyfriend showed up and waved his hand to leave —— something that wasn't too common on the street.

“You're dying.” ‘Arnault' reveals an appalling look, violent and ferocious.

Caroline grabbed his arm hard as he tried to teach the bandaged guy another lesson: "Don't make a scene. ”

“But he...” ‘Arnold’ looked back at Caroline and was still angry.

Caroline shook her head: “I don't know him...”

Before she finished, Caroline looked forward in surprise and noticed that Caroline's ‘Arnold’ was also looking smoothly, but saw the guy with the bandages all over his head, and by now had gone far and mixed into the crowd.

‘Arnold' squeezed his fisted hand down without Gandhi, and Caroline gently pulled Arnold's clothes at this point, whispering: “Come on, it's no fun. ”

They returned their clothes directly to the prom, changed their original clothes, and then left the auditorium without talking - for the students here, it was just a little insert in which their sister was beaten, and it didn't affect their interest, and the auditorium quickly played loud music.

‘Arnold’ walked ahead and Caroline slowly followed behind... but she didn't expect ‘Arnold’ to show so much excitement.

Between the trances, Caroline seemed to understand what 403 wanted to do… she clearly remembered 403's gaze at the time.

Even though he was hit on the ground, his gaze was such a pleasure, as if he were teasing a crazy lion and admiring the lion's madness.

“I... I really don't know him.” Caroline walked two steps ahead and whispered around ‘Arnold': 'He came over suddenly and then suddenly kissed me, and I couldn't react. ”

“I know.” ‘Arnault' shook his head, sulking: “Probably some self-righteous guy, I've seen so much of him! Don't let me see him again, or else! ”

“Otherwise?” Caroline stopped, her hands behind her back, walked upside down in front of Arnold and looked at Arnold with her eyes wide open. "What else? ”

“I'll kick his ass!” ‘Arno’ is serious.

Caroline suddenly laughed, making ‘Arnold' very confused, and he hastily said: "Don't really think of me as a nerd, it hurts me to hit people! ”

“I don't doubt that.” Caroline shook her head gently, "the point is, do you know who that man is? ”

‘Arnault' suddenly became difficult to see - indeed, the guy was wearing a bandage all over his head and seemed to be wearing makeup in it... it turns out what it was like, and no one would even know what it was like... even if the real person appeared in front of him, he couldn't recognize it.

“I…” ‘Arnold' wanted to say something, but found it useless to say anything else, so he couldn't help but exhale for a moment.

Carlo suddenly approached and whispered in ‘Arno' 's ear: "But thank you for this punch. ”

Soft and glutinous sound, ‘Arnold’ felt a little itchy in his ears, and then felt a soft touch on his cheek, which was Caroline's quick, light kiss on his face.

Caroline didn't talk, ‘Arnold’ felt a little sudden, they just had a moment of eye contact, Caroline turned around and walked forward, “I'm hungry, is there anything good about this school? Haven't had a normal meal in a long time. ”

“The park has a nice restaurant.” ‘Arnold' rushed up.

Caroline suddenly looked elsewhere and seemed a little distracted. ‘Arnold' looked Caroline in the eye, turning out to be a close couple of lovers walking by, ‘Arnold' curious: 'What's the matter? ”

“Nothing...” Caroline shook her head, "I just thought this woman's clothes were pretty...”

“Clothes?” ‘Arnault' looked at it more thoughtfully.

Of course, the lovers didn't notice that someone was looking at them, and the joke had passed.

“Come on, there's nothing to see. ”

She shrugged her shoulders and continued to walk forward, but her gaze still swept past the face of the girl among the lovers who had walked.

This girl is the one who actually showed up in the bedroom in Lucas' photo with her girlfriend.

But the man next to her is clearly not Lucas… 403.

‘Arnold' doesn't seem to know this girl... Caroline frowned because Lucas had never introduced her before, or because ‘Arnold’, who has been swapping identities, never had a chance to know this woman existed?

403… is it not nearby now, then also quietly looking, can not recognize.

……

……

Afternoon, near evening.

When it was learned that Dr. Frankie had stabilized, Mr. Ofey, who had nothing to do with waking up, had left not long ago.

He couldn't have left the job at hand, so he had to let Balla stay and take care of it.

Of course, Barbara is a very diligent servant who has always been with Dr. Frankie in the ward, although there are three times when someone is in a hurry.

Dropping off the magazine, Balla glanced at Dr. Frankie, who was still in a coma, and walked to the bathroom - a configuration that naturally existed in the private ward.

But when Balla unlocked her hand, she gave a frightening glance - Dr. Frankie was no longer in bed!

The tubing was pulled out, the quilt was lifted in a corner, and there was no slipper under the bed, and Balla rushed out of the ward, but Dr. Frankie was seen in the hallway.

He did not go far, appeared slightly rickety, standing in front of the corridor wall while wearing only a slipper.

Dr. Frankie is writing something on the wall with his fingers, and nobody's around. Balla snuck up behind Dr. Frankie, and he didn't even notice.

Fingers fly on the walls, writing lines after lines of 'stuff', but you don't know what it is - it's impossible for Barbara to understand what Dr. Frankie wrote... for example, what's in the home workshop, and Barbara feels like a ghost painter.

“Dr. Frankie?” Bala subconsciously called out.

Dr. Frankie was slightly trembling at this point, responding unexpectedly to Barra's call. When he turned around, he revealed a hint of doubt in his eyes and said, "Barbara? Why are you here...”

Barbara grabbed Dr. Frankie's arm with a surprise, “Oh, my God! Dr. Frankie, you finally recognized me! ”

“What happened?” Dr. Frankie frowned and looked around blindly, looking at his patient clothes, surprised: “Is this a hospital? Why am I here? ”

“Doctor, have you forgotten? ”

Dr. Frankie shook his head and rubbed his head, “I can't remember... can you tell me? ”

“Of course.” Barbara nodded and said, “But this isn't the place to talk. Doctor, let's go back to the ward. I'm telling you, you scared the shit out of us since last night! You don't know, Mr. Ofey, for your sake, has paralysed Rio traffic for more than two hours! That's the busiest part of the day! ”

……

After listening to Balla's recap, Dr. Frankie was silent for a long time, just staring out the window.

Barbara arrived at this time with a glass of fresh water and a glance at the infusion bag next to the bed - she had already called the nurse and put the saline back on Dr. Frankie.

“Doctor, have some water. ”

“Thank you.”

Barbara sat down and smelled pretty blamed: “Doctor, next time don't drink anything... No, I have to hide all the poisonous things in the house. ”

Dr. Frankie grinned, “I'm not really crazy. ”

“But what you looked like before was crazy.” Barbara insisted.

But seeing what Dr. Frankie was starting to look for, and seeing him go over the bedside and the closet next to him, he didn't seem to have found what he wanted, and Barbara had to wonder, “Doctor, what are you looking for? ”

“My notebook, have you seen it? Brown leather holster!” Dr. Frankie hurried.

Barbara shook her head: "What notebook, I didn't see it? You're still at home, right? ”

Dr. Frankie sat quietly. When Barbara saw him not talking, she started looking at the magazine boringly.

“Balla, I want to be discharged.” Dr. Frankie said suddenly at this point.

Barbara disagreed, "Doctor, you can stay here for a few days and go back when you're feeling better. I'll be here with you for the next few days. By the way, Mr. Ofey said he'd be here after work. He didn't want to leave, but he had to attend a meeting this afternoon, so..."

“It's all right." Dr. Frankie shook his head and said, “Oh, yeah, I'm a little hungry. Can you get me something to eat? ”

“Okay, Doctor, what do you want to eat? ”

“Soup, I'd like some soup.” Dr. Frankie slowed down.

Barbara stood up in a hurry and said, "Then wait a minute, I'll go to the hospital cafeteria to see if there's any. Doctor... are you sure you don't have a problem? ”

“What's wrong with me? It just feels a little bad.” Dr. Frankie laughed bitterly.

Barbara nodded and walked away - but on the way, she called Mr. Ofey and told him that Dr. Frankie had woken up and recovered his senses.

After learning about this, Mr. Ofey seemed to be in a better mood. After a few brief words, he put himself back into work, but also promised to come by at night.

As Mr. Ofey continued to participate in the meeting, not long after, Barbara called again, "What's wrong, Barbara? ”

“I'm sorry, sir... I don't know... the doctor said he wanted something to eat, so I went to buy some soup, and then... I don't know what to say... sir, when I got back, the doctor was gone! It's really gone this time! I can't find him! ”

“What!”

At the meeting, Mr. Ofey suddenly stood up in surprise!

……

On a busy road, an old man in patient clothes was walking in the street, waving his hand, and soon a taxi stopped in front of the old man.

After boarding the car, the driver looked at the old man's clothes and wondered, “Sir, just got out of the hospital? ”

The old man is Dr. Frankie.

Dr. Frankie did not answer at this time, but reported it directly to an address, "481 North Street, Xiangshan Avenue. ”

This address is where noble residential neighborhoods are located, all rich people's places. The old man seems to have some problems, but the driver is not too surprised.

“Sir, is this your home?” In order to revitalize the atmosphere, the driver decided to talk to the old man - in fact, many of the drivers in the industry are chatty, long distances on the road and naturally need to find something to spend time on.

“Uh, yeah, my house.” Dr. Frankie was not in a nagging mood and simply responded without looking out the window and ignoring.

When the driver saw the old gentleman unwilling to speak, he had to turn the radio on in an interesting way. But not long later, the old gentleman in the back suddenly leaned up and asked, "Where are we? Who are you? Where are you taking me? ”

The driver was stunned and opened his mouth: “Sir, aren't we going to 481 North Street on Xiangshan Avenue? That's what you said, home or something. ”

“Did I say that?” Dr. Frankie frowned and shook his head, “I didn't say! Not in the right direction! You sent me to the National Academy of Sciences, the Space Division! ”

“Astronautical Branch?” The driver was stunned.

“What are you staring at! Hurry up!” Dr. Frankie is silent at this point: “I have a very important experiment to do! ”

This old man... is he out of his mind? The driver looked at Dr. Frankie skeptically and finally felt something was wrong with the old man in the patient suit.

He glanced at the street next to him and saw two policemen patrolling the road, and he hurried, “Oh, my God, can you hold on? My son asked me to buy something. It's right next door! Wait, I'll be right back! ”

Without waiting for Dr. Frankie to speak, he parked the car on the side of the road, pulled out the keys and hurried towards the two policemen on patrol.

“Sir, I just got into the car with an old man. I think I'm having a bit of a brain problem. See if I can contact his family or something...”

“Is that the man you're talking about?” One of the policemen pointed the finger.

The driver glanced and saw the strange old man, already in another taxi, suddenly poured out onto the road.

……

“National Academy of Sciences, Aerospace Branch!” Dr. Frankie said positively, "I'm Dr. Frankie, and I have an important experiment to do! Please hurry! You're contributing to this country! ”