The first thing a person ages is his eyes. Xing Ze heard this saying somewhere. He didn't think it before, but as he grew older, he felt it was right.
After nearly three hours of driving, he arrived at the small town of Brachester, exhausted. Energy bars and high-sugar drinks could not save his drowsy brain. So, he found a cheap hotel and planned to
Get some sleep first, and then go to Blue Silk Avenue to see it.
Before getting out of the car, he accidentally caught a glimpse of himself in the rearview mirror, or those eyes to be exact. In his original world, he was already in his thirties, and the sequelae of alcohol, cigarettes and unhealthy living had come early.
On him.
He still remembered that when he first entered the industry, he and the master who introduced him drove for nearly ten hours to track down an important clue. At that time, he was still young, so he took the seven-hour drive.
He remembered clearly that he was still awake when he arrived at his destination. The long drive did not make him feel tired. On the contrary, he was more excited and excited because that clue would help them find a bunch of scum——
A group of guys who cheat old people out of their pensions.
Look at himself now. Xing Ze stared into his eyes and said, this body is indeed young, but he is already in his thirties, he understands.
Those painful experiences and sufferings will not disappear just because you change your body. They are still there, like a seed rooted deep in the brain. When memories fall like a rainstorm, they will spring up like mushrooms after a rain.
out.
Why should we save those strangers who traveled through time? Is it because Mike took out a photo of his daughter? Or was it because Serena mentioned her old mother who was sick in bed?
Probably not, he just wanted to prove in this stupid way that he still has some humanity. After experiencing those terrible things, he became more and more disappointed and indifferent to the world.
In case investigation after case, the lynching and violent methods he used became more and more unrestrained. Xing Ze understood that one day, he would become a hopeless monster like the monsters he hunted.
Those who step into darkness will eventually be swallowed by darkness.
He opened the rearview mirror with his hand, and all the past events were staring at him from behind. Xing Ze could feel their weight pressing on his shoulders. And those eyes were full of shadows of the past, like a swamp of death.
It's so lifeless that even if a stone is thrown into it, it won't make any ripples.
Why do he do this? He asked himself. This time he seemed to have the answer, because he would not do anything else but this. Why do he do this? He asked himself again. Because only in this way can he feel that there is meaning in life.
Why do you do this? The girl asked. Xing Ze did not answer, but stretched out his hand to gently stroke her hair.
Then, he stepped out of the car and walked into the lane of Brichester with the fading sunlight.
…
Florence's men brought back news, which was good news. He looked at Worm sitting not far away with some disbelief. In his opinion, this guy was just a poor ghost trapped in the quagmire.
I grabbed a dead branch and used it as a life-saving straw.
In his opinion, this news is most likely false, but he still wants to try his luck. Anyway, there are people doing the errands, and he is just wasting a morning. In the past three years, he can't remember how much he has wasted
It’s been a morning like this.
However, things became intriguing today, and his lost luck seemed to have returned. Florence nodded to her men, and those people obediently stepped aside.
The cleaning ladies are completing the final step of mopping the floor in the lobby. After that, they will move to the toilet, which is usually the hardest hit area and requires a lot of effort to clean.
Florence locked the account book in his drawer. Although he was excited, he was not confused yet. He poured a glass of beer - dark and thick Guinness, with thick foam on top, and
Pour a small glass of rum.
With these two gifts, he walked to Worm and the girl.
"Hmm~ It seems you still remember what I like to drink." Worm took the glass of beer and took a long sip, then wiped the foam from his mouth with his sleeve, "That's great, my mouth has been dry for a long time.
"
"Sorry, my friend. There are too many things going on, and I'm not a professional bartender."
Ellie held the small wine glass, took a small sip, closed her eyes and exhaled, waiting for Worm to speak.
The latter did not keep her waiting for too long and quickly asked: "So, have you sent someone to check?"
"Yes."
"I guess the result should be good." Worm raised the beer in his hand to indicate.
Florence pulled up a chair, took out a cigarette and lit it, then placed the lighter and cigarette case on the table - closer to the girl.
"Worm, old man. You always have bad luck. Tell me, other than meeting the Black Knight, is there any way to get you to talk?"
Worm was not in a hurry to reply. He enjoyed his beer and said slowly: "Believe me, Firth, our attitude is very firm."
"Why? Why do you have to talk to him? You know that I have the right to represent him on some matters."
"An attack on the underground casino of three old record gangs?" Worm lowered his voice and said, "Oh, no, friend, I don't think you can make this decision."
"I can help convey your thoughts."
"It's better to talk about this kind of thing in person. Who knows if there will be any omissions in conveying it?"
"You don't believe me?"
"Haha, as you said before, people in this business have no friends, only interests."
Florence's brows knitted together, he was annoyed now. He really didn't have the manpower or the power to attack three underground casinos, and at the same time.
Even for the Black Knight, this matter still needs further discussion with the top management. But it is too tempting. If it were replaced by other underground casinos, Florence would not be so interested, but these casinos belong to the old record gang, from
The only gang that can shake them.
If all this is true and not a trick by the other party or a routine by the police, then the Black Knight will definitely go crazy with joy, and he will get the same status and treatment as Vera.
But if all this is false, and this girl just happens to know one of the locations, and this is just a bait to lure out the Black Knight, then he will be in big trouble.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. Firth, you know they are always on time when transporting money."
Florence asked in a deep voice: "This risk is too great. I still can't completely trust you, Worm. If it were before, I would definitely inform the Black Knight, but now, you have just come out of the bureau. I can't
Take the risk.
"You probably made some sort of deal with the police. I mean, that's what they do all the time, don't they? Give you a little benefit and then make you tell everything. God knows if that's how you came out."