Trafford’s Trading Club

“Wait a minute. ”

When he passed a teaching building, Hayley suddenly stopped and told Boston that he wanted to go to the bathroom. Boston shrugged and said to wait for him outside.

Hailey quickly walked into the teaching building, and as he was about to leave Boston's sight, Hailey looked back quietly and found that Boston was about to light a cigarette, stepping in and out of Boston's sight.

Since its inception here, Hailey has walked two steps, then rushed on - there are many entrances and exits to all kinds of teaching.

Hailey turned back frequently and finally stopped at another exit. He turned around and looked behind him without seeing Boston before relieving himself slightly.

Then…

“Hailey, where are you going? Is the delivery this way? ”

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Boston's palm was once again on Hailey's shoulder - he didn't know when Boston was coming after him!

Hailey took a big breath and said, "Hey, I'm going to find you. How did you get here? ”

He quietly squeezed his fist and tried to hit Boston in the face at this moment - but before that, a huge force had hit his own nose... Boston, faster!

After Boston punched Hailey in the nose, he instantly threw another knee crash towards Hailey's abdomen. Hayley bent over in direct pain, and Boston grabbed Hayley's hair and pulled him up, "Shh, Hayley, Boss Arnold said to keep an eye on you. ”

Hayley struggled a few times, but it was easy to get Boston to the ground - and as the best guy on the Arnold team, it was easier for Boston to beat Hayley.

“Looks like you're hiding something from us.” Boston grabbed Hailey for spitting blood, "I thought I'd have to greet you. ”

In the dark, a pair of cold eyes silently watched everything happen, silently watched Hailey's rebellion ineffective, eventually taken away by Boston before hiding in the dark silently… 403.

……

Arnold stopped in front of the 403 bedroom door. His eyes swept past the gap in the door, and after seeing the thread placed, he didn't say anything.

Arnold glanced and opened the door and came in… at a glance he could see the bedroom environment, no one, but he could hear the sound coming from the bathroom.

Arnold closed his eyes and kept a certain distance from the bathroom, moving slowly, but his eyes never left the bathroom door.

Looks like it's coming out, the people inside... Arnold has moved to the table and secretly picked up the knife on the table and hid it behind his back.

Knock.

Carolyn stepped out of the bathroom, lowered her head and wiped her hair with a towel, but she suffocated when Arnold appeared in the room, obviously beamed, and she subconsciously said, "Didn't you say you were going to the library? ”

“Library?” Arnold glanced at Caroline and slowly walked to the sofa position, sitting down and shaking his head: “It's a little uncomfortable, suddenly I don't want to go. ”

Arnold, sitting down, quietly stuffed the knife into the crevice of the couch and turned on the TV with Caroline on her back.

Hayley... Arnold squeezed his eyes again.

“Feeling sick?” Caroline stunned and thought about it, pouring a glass of water over, placing it in front of Arnold, while sitting down and continuing to wipe her hair.

There was no conversation except for the sound of television.

At this point, the phone suddenly rang, it was Arnold's phone, Arnold glanced, it was Boston... Caroline was curious at this time: “Don't answer it? ”

“Oh, there's no call to show, maybe it's a sales call.” Arnault laughed and turned off the phone at random, asking: “How are you feeling today, by the way? ”

Caroline leaned comfortably on this sofa, quite easily: “Not bad, thank you for taking me out for a little fun, otherwise I'd be stuffy. ”

“That's good.” Arnault nodded and said, “Thank you for the last few days. ”

Caroline shook her head, "What's wrong? Suddenly it became so emotional. ”

Arnold said: "Probably at night. I think a lot. It's easy to think a lot... What else? Don't you have any other ideas? ”

Carolyn opened her mouth and remembered what Arnold had said to herself at the costume dance, and said, "Can I think about it... that thing? ”

“Of course.” Arnold nodded, “Of course, I should give you some time...”

Arnold stood up and walked towards the refrigerator. He opened the refrigerator door and looked at it and said, "Would you like a drink? Shall I go downstairs and buy it? ”

“Beer bar, why didn't you come when you first came back?” After Arnold left, Caroline lay down, "without a beer, I was dying. ”

“Then wait for me, and I'll be right back.” Arnold laughed and went out.

It always feels like... something's wrong. Caroline frowned and suddenly found something stiff in her legs.

She puzzled her hand into the crevice of the couch and pulled out the TV remote... Caroline stunned, shrugging her shoulders and watching the TV go up.

……

When Arnold arrived, Boston was playing mobile games —— but Boston was sitting on Hailey at the moment.

Hailey's mouth had been blown up, one eye swollen, and he was sweating all over his head - he was sweating cold in pain.

When Arnold arrived, Boston stood up hastily, but stepped on Hailey's back and pressed him hard, "Boss, this guy won't say a word and said he was going to wait for you. ”

Arnold nodded and glanced around - so briefly Boston naturally didn't leave the university, which is an activity room in the teaching building.

“You go out first.” Arnault said softly.

Boston nodded and flipped Hailey over before leaving before walking by Arnold's side: "Boss, I'll wait for you outside. ”

Arnault dragged a stool and placed it next to Hailey and sat down. He measured Hailey's eyes lying on the ground, then bent down and grabbed Hailey's chin with his hand, shaking left and right, looking at the wound on his face.

Their eyes were just staring at each other.

Arnold finally let go, "Caroline. ”

Hailey moved her lips, but she didn't speak, and Arnold sighed, "You know I'm looking for her... tell me, why are you hiding it from me? ”

Hayley didn't talk.

Arnault seemed to have a lot of patience, and looked at Hayley and said, “If you don't tell me, let me guess... when I get back, she called me by my name, which means she didn't know you were Hayley, much less that you killed Livia, hmm... you kept this from her...”

Arnault looked at Hailina and said, “Are you interested in her? ”

Hayley suddenly grinned, “Is that possible? Why would I be interested in a whore? Even if I'm interested, it's just because I'm going to have a good time. ”

“Like which Livia?” Arnault said softly.

“Like Libya.” Hailemen has no expression.

Arnold nodded and smiled. “I told you, how could you do anything against me? Not even the idea of sneaking off, right? ”

“Yes… yes, I won't.” Hailey nodded.

Arnold suddenly knelt on the ground and grabbed Hailey's palm, only to see the cold flash, and Hailey screamed... the scream was long, Hailey glared at her eyes and the pain twisted her face. He breathed hard, and what he saw was a little knife in his hand.

This is the knife in bedroom 403.

Arnault stuck it in front of Hailey and kept making the sound of 'Shh, shh, shh’. He reached out and touched the face of the sea and whispered, “Don't you remember who helped you dispose of Libya's body? ”

Hayley struggled for a few moments, but let Arnold crush his body.

Arnault said coldly: "Forget who killed Mom and Dad? ”

Hailey was like being triggered by a crazy neural cord, growling suddenly: “I didn't!!! He rushed up on his own, himself... I didn't!! I didn't!!! He tried to hit me!! I didn't!! ”

Then why are you begging me? ”Arnold grabbed Hailey's hair, lifted it, and knocked it on the floor," begged me to help you? Do you want me to help you remember how you knelt down in front of me and said you regretted it, not intentionally, let me help you? ”

“I... I didn't...” Hailey stopped struggling and stared at the ceiling, “I didn't... I didn't...”

Arnault pulled the knife out of Hailey's hand, a move that tore the wound apart, causing Hailey to suffer under her palm and curl her body.

“It's all right. ”

Arnold lifted Hayley up, took her to the stool and sat down, then soothed Hayley's hair, slowing down: “It's okay, it's okay. Hayley, you're not gonna betray me, are you? ”

“We are all accomplices, we have stained the blood of our loved ones, we have come together into this world… we will never be separated. ”

“Dear brother. ”

Hailey didn't move.

“Did Carolyn say anything to you...” Arnold stood behind Hailey and gently pressed his shoulder with his hands against his ear and asked softly, “About the card? ”

“She…”

Arnold's hands pushed slightly.

“She said the money was entrusted to her by a mysterious man, but the money in it could not be used, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble, a lot of trouble... possibly, possibly black money. ”

“Is there anything else? How do I contact you?” Arnold went on to ask.

Hailey shook his head.

Arnold let go of his hand and suddenly said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt Caroline. I'll leave tomorrow after the exam and trade you back... whatever you want to do. ”

Arnold walked out of the activity room and looked at Boston outside the door: "Take him to the wound and bring it back tomorrow. Be careful, don't let him get away. ”

“Got it, boss.” Boston nodded quickly.

He glanced at Hailey in the activity room and saw his hands drooling, blood dripping from his fingers, but he couldn't move. He insinuated that the boss was awesome... I'm afraid Hailey wasn't really screwed up.

……

“Sorry, I ran into a classmate downstairs and talked...” Arnold opened the door... and saw Caroline lying on the couch sleeping past.

When he put the beer in the fridge, he took a blanket over Caroline and sat in front of the desk.

Turn off the headlights, just leave a lamp, Arnold takes the books off the shelf and the tool books, and he starts burying them for the title.

……

……

Pfft.

The sound of the light on.

The location is the hospital's private ward. At this point, Mr. Ofey, who was sleeping on the couch, woke up suddenly because of the light.

“Oh, I'm sorry, sir, I woke you, I don't know…" Barbara looked at Mr. Ofey with some apologies.

Dr. Frankie lost it in the daytime from the hospital and didn't get it back until very late, except for the ambulance.

“It's all right, it turned out to be overtime, but I still have to apologize to you.” Mr. Ofey shook his head: “Don't worry, I'll pay for your overtime. ”

“That's nothing.” Barbara smiled. “Sir, you're alone. You can't make it. By the way, I brought you some clothes and food from home... maybe you can rinse it in the bathroom inside, which will make you feel better. ”

“Thank you." Mr. Ofey nodded with gratitude.

Barbara shrugged, “If you really want to thank me, sir, you should find a wife as soon as possible, so I can relax a lot. ”

"I'm afraid you'll be unemployed. ”

“Let's just stop talking about it.” Balla rolled her white eyes and began to pack what was brought out of the house, and when he turned a brown notebook out of his backpack, Mr. Ofey was curious: “What is that? ”

Barbara whispered, "Is this the Doctor's notebook? He woke up once during the day and said he was looking for it. When I came home to pack it, I found it in the Doctor's coat pocket, and I brought it by hand... see how nervous he is. ”

“Is there something written in it?” Mr. Ofey rubbed his face and asked casually.

“I didn't look.” Balla shrugged: “The maid's code, don't just watch the owner's intimate things, I'm a very professional person. ”

“I will still pay for overtime in accordance with statutory rules, not much. ”

Barbie's got a middle finger.

Mr. Ofey smiled and felt relaxed. He walked to the table, picked up the notebook, walked onto the couch, opened it and looked... it seemed like a diary or something.

“Sir, I'll wash these fruits first. ”

“Oh... you go.” Mr. Ofey waved.

Page 1.

At 7: 30 a.m., I came out of the house, and Balla's breakfast today was baked pancakes with a glass of milk. I ate three pancakes, one and a half cups of milk.

At 8: 55 a.m., I reached the Academy, 17 minutes later than usual because of traffic jams. Today's traffic was poor and there was a crash on the third road section.

At 9.45 a.m., I attended a regular meeting, the minutes of which I placed on the third drawer of my desk.

At 10: 16 a.m., Matthew called me and asked me to dinner this Saturday night, and I said yes.

Gradually, Mr. Ofey started frowning... the diary he hadn't seen, but this kind of journal went into everything very carefully, and he rarely saw it.

Mr. Ofey gradually feels a little off.

At 5pm, I'm off on time...

At 9: 17 pm, Ofey hasn't come back yet. I'm going to bed. I'm feeling a little tired today. I'm almost done with the medication the doctor prescribed for me, so remember to go to the hospital tomorrow.

My memory is getting worse and I don't know how long drug control will last, but I hope… I can remember some things clearly.

Even if I forget who I am, even if I forget my way home.

I wish I could still remember Ofey.

I wish I could still remember Lewis.

I wish I could have called out their names when I saw them.

“Father…”

……

“Sir, what's wrong with you?” Barbara came out with the flushed fruit and saw Mr. Ofei with his head covered in his eyes at the moment, curious to come over.

But Mr. Ofei smoothly wiped his face, and his voice was a little sandy, “It's okay… you're probably a little tired. ”

“Sir, you...” Barbara looked into Mr. Ofey's red eyes, "... crying? ”