Trafford’s Trading Club

Smoke and wine, hustle and excitement, in the midst of a carnival, Brother Boston moved the cards on his hands little by little.

It's a simple poker game called Baccarat, and it's also the favorite game of gamblers.

“Zhuang wins. ”

However, with the heartless verdict of the dealer, Brother Boston had to sweep away all the cards in front of him with exasperation. He left angrily after throwing down his final chips.

There is no doubt that this evening was not only unproductive, it was even a loss - including even the 50,000 transferred by Lord Arnault.

“Shit! ”

Brother Boston punched him hard on the wall next to him, feeling unbearably irritable, and now he is broke.

Brother Boston quickly left the private casino, but left the alley to meet the rest of the gang selling drugs.

The emergence of Boston made two men from the traffickers nervous and fierce, and the customer, who had purchased the medicine, panicked and ran away.

“Hey, relax, 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 grinned.

Boston glanced, but saw a small sealed bag on the ground -- a strange blue powder that the man who panicked away landed on the ground.

Boston had to say bad luck, he knew exactly what the two guys were selling here - because he was one of the drug traffickers himself, but because of Arnold's ban, the shipment he got didn't sell much.

In a two-to-one situation, the two men apparently had no intention of nagging Boston and came up and beat him up for a while.

It's just that Boston is, after all, the best fighter in his gang, otherwise he won't be the biggest brother in the gang until Arnault arrives.

After spending some money, Boston managed to hit these two guys to the ground, and they were still the ones who couldn't get down.

Boston wiped his mouth, and here it broke, bleeding. Boston spit a hard spit on one of them.

Watching the two guys fall down, Boston suddenly saw the evil work, and directly looted the money from the two men, including all the drugs they shipped out for sale, before leaving quickly, walking out of the alley three steps and two steps.

However, he had just walked out of the alley, and the next moment he rushed back.

Without a doubt, Boston was a very cruel and bold guy, so he chose to shut up or not... and Boston's eyes flashed over and over again.

He quickly dragged the two men who had been knocked out of the alley and parked in a nearby car with several large bags in the tail alley and tools such as hemp rope.

Tie him up, load him in a bag, and drive away, Boston softly arrives by the river, then puts heavy objects in the bag, and finally pushes the bag into the river.

After doing this, Boston was all wet, and he gasped and looked around, because it was already late at night and nobody was supposed to be around.

Boston finally took a look at a bell tower across the river —— this is the building of the university campus, the university where Boss Arnold attended.

Boston quickly left the place, and before returning to his nest, he lit up the money he had received from the robbery - quite a bit, more than 100,000, and Boston had to laugh happily.

This will not only fill in Boston's 50,000 dollars, but even earn him an extra fortune —— Boston is delighted to have picked up the pill that was also robbed: bath salt.

Bosti picked up a small bag of bath salt, looked at it, and suddenly a thought arose in his mind: these things are so valuable... why not sell them now?

Boston's gaze gradually changed, his hands held up the money he had grabbed, and this batch of bath salt... he knew there was more of this in his nest.

“I should sell them... shit Arnold! ”

Boston suddenly thought he'd figured it out.

……

……

“… we deeply miss Dr. Franzi, who is so brilliant. ”

In one of the school's auditoriums, a middle-aged man is giving a speech with a heavy tone.

On the curtains of the auditorium stage, Dr. Frankie's life is being played with a projector.

At the corner of the second floor of the auditorium, there was a sudden sound of speech - not, of course, an all-encompassing sound, just a low voice of conversation.

“Oh, I hate this form of stuff. ”

The talker was wearing a hat and sunglasses and wrapped his chin around his neck in a hot day, only to see some of his cheeks - but there was no doubt that he was an old man.

And what stood beside him, of course, was Mr. Ofey. At this point, in the face of the other complaining, Mr. Ofei was helpless: “This is the voluntary nature of the hospital, and to be honest, even if it were me, there would be no way to refuse it reasonably. ”

“You never know what it's like to watch a group of people mourn themselves.” He extended his finger to the picture on the screen, "I stood right here. ”

“Father…” What does Mr. Ofey want to say?

But he... Dr. Frankie waved and shook his head: “I'm not vulnerable enough to need you to comfort me, I'm not sick, let alone explain anything to me. ”

Dr. Frankie sighed with some complexity and mocked himself, "It's funny to say, I've been dealing with science my whole life, and if you want to give me a faith, it must be physics. But it never occurred to me that in the end I was alive because of unnatural forces. Now even if I'm sober, rational, I can't digest the change in world view... Ofey, maybe you did something wrong. ”

Mr. Ofey did not answer, but just looked at the scene on the screen ahead. Students and teachers are looking back at Dr. Frankie's life, and he himself, himself, is looking back at himself and his father's life.

Mr. Ofey suddenly said, "I don't regret it. ”

Dr. Frankie had a slight tremor and nothing more to say.

Dr. Frankie shook his head after half a bang, and this time he came just to retrieve something from the school office that was full of memories for Dr. Frankie - which, of course, seemed like a relic to outsiders, so it would be most appropriate for Mr. Ofey to show up.

And when he came back from his death, Dr. Frankie felt much better, and wanted to go back to where he started —— because he knew that in the future, he would not have many opportunities to act outside, after all, he had been defined as a ‘dead man', both legally and in the public perception.

“Let's go... I have to go back to that messenger before sunset, right? I suddenly felt like I was being raised. ”

“Father, please bear with me. I will find a solution.” Mr. Ofey hastily said.

The doctor shook his head, then put away his love for the place and turned away.

But he just walked two steps and stopped, staring at a side door in the auditorium, quietly opening the door and walking in, holding a white rose.

Mr. Ofey's eyes were sharp, and he walked up to him and asked, "Is there something wrong? ”

Dr. Frankie hesitated for a moment and suddenly said, "Ofey, I know this child... she may have some troubles. If you get a chance, don't let her go. ”

“Father?” Mr. Ofey was confused.

Dr. Frankie laughed casually: "Consider it a gift, though I didn't get that chocolate. ”

……

“… we are in great sorrow. ”

The sound of the broadcast was loud, and Caroline was almost struck by tinnitus as she slowly pushed the door in.

She looked at Dr. Frankie's photograph on the screen, and there was an unclear sense of sadness and irritability in her mind - not so long ago, she and this elderly man, whom everyone had mourned, were actually talking to each other about their troubles.

No consolation, no conclusion, just exhalatory vomiting.

Perhaps if she had done something herself, the old man would not have died… just like the mother and her baby who had been saved by her.

But what can she do?

Arnold should be sitting somewhere in this auditorium, because Arnold had positioned the phone, and Caroline didn't bring it with her when she came out —— the purpose of this trip, Caroline herself made it clear, was just suddenly trying to give this elderly man a white rose with one side.

Perhaps it's just a self-satisfying thought… she doesn't know and doesn't want to stay here too long.

So after listening to two messages, Caroline quietly put the white rose on the ground and then left.

I wonder if I might run into 403 on the road... she always feels that 403 has been watching herself in the dark.

It would be great if she could touch 403, but because she suddenly had a question in her mind and wanted to ask 403... about Arnold.

But at this moment, Caroline suddenly had a voice, a man's voice.

“In front, wait a minute. ”

And then he walked up to Caroline... and it was Mr. Ofey, "Wait a minute, this classmate. ”

Caroline looked clearly at Mr. Ofey's face, slightly stunned, and opened her mouth and said, “Are you his son? ”

By touching Dr. Frankie, she saw the moment of Dr. Frankie's death, as well as the two people standing next to Dr. Frankie —— an adult, a child.

The adult's appearance coincides perfectly with the man who is now blocking himself.

“You know me?” Mr. Ofey had to frown.

Carolyn doesn't know how to explain it either - in fact, as a sex worker mixed up in a slum, she doesn't care much about the country, and perhaps the most familiar with government officials is the current President of the country.

“Well... heard of it.” Caroline said something casual… I'm afraid that won't pass.

I didn't expect Mr. Ofey to say anything, just nodded.

Because almost instantly, Mr. Ofey found a reason to think he was reasonable - whether he or Dr. Frankie was a public figure, and a very famous one, and the public would know and not be surprised.

Besides, this is someone his father said he would take care of.

“This classmate, do you know my father?” Mr. Ofey smiled, "I saw you drop the white rose. ”

Carolyn shook her head: “Actually, I've just met her once and talked a few words... I'm not afraid of your jokes, I didn't know such a bad old man would be such a famous person. ”

Mr. Ofey frowned... whoever heard him say his father was a bad old man was probably a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything and then quickly took out a card and handed it over to Caroline.

“Is that it?” Caroline was a little confused.

“Thank you for the flowers," said Mr. Ofey. It has my Concierge's number on it, and if you have any difficulties in the future, you can call this number directly, you just say 'Southern Cross' and he'll know how to do it. Generally nothing too big should be resolved. ”

Someone as famous as Dr. Frankie, his son must have some talent, right?

Caroline nodded, wondering if this guy could help herself with the murder suspect in Libya?

I don't think so… after all, a human life.

After Mr. Ofey left a card, he left quickly and didn't say anything to Carolindo… Although all he left was his secretary's phone number, it was enough to solve many things.

For Mr. Ofey, it was nothing more than a gesture from his father to raise his hand.

“Somehow...” Caroline shook her head and put the card in her pocket.

When she was about to leave, she saw a woman quietly come out not far away, and then the woman came out, and Caroline saw Arnold come out.

Arnold was talking to this woman about something… but Caroline suddenly took a breath of cool air!

This woman, she has seen... is Lucas' girlfriend in the photo!

Too far away, Caroline can't hear what they're talking about, but there's no question... this‘ Arnold ’knows Lucas's girlfriend!

But the last time the costume party came out, 'Arnold’ didn't even show how to get to know Lucas's girlfriend...

- “It's just an invitation class. We met in the big class. We know him, he doesn't know us...”

Hailey is just a substitute for Arnold on campus, he's not a very talented student, he doesn't even take classes... Caroline's heart beats so fast all at once.

This Arnold is the real Arnold!

When... did you change it again? Before the memorial service? Or earlier... yesterday? The day before yesterday?

Caroline slowly retreated, cautiously, afraid she would make a little noise that caught Arnold's attention... she turned a bend, then... and ran off wildly.

Leaving the auditorium, she ran completely out of the auditorium, but as she ran in a hurry, her heart beat more and more, like she was about to jump out, she even heard her own fierce heartbeat!

But Caroline suddenly hit something and had to stop herself.

It's 403!

He's coming after us!

“Why are you so anxious to find me?” 403 reached out to pull up Caroline, who had fallen to the ground, and asked, “Why are you so panicked? ”

“I…”

The moment Caroline hit 403 with her hand, a flash of light seized all her gaze.

Darkness all around… Boston… Big bag… Something is dragging… By the river…

Struggling, struggling... the water begins to drown... the body begins to sink...