"It seems like this is the only candle I can find."
After bringing Song Haoran into this seaside apartment, Luo Qiu pointed to the candles erected on the coffee table, feeling helpless.
"It is indeed a sudden and strange weather." Song Haoran sat down and looked at the orange-red flame of the candle, "Even the communication equipment was damaged."
He shook his head, "This kind of thing probably only appears in movies."
Luo Qiu smiled and didn't say much... He couldn't say that his suddenly itchy hands brought a natural disaster to the city.
"By the way, where is your girlfriend?" Song Haoran looked around at this time.
This was the fourth time that he met Luo Qiu. He could see the girl who was inseparable from him in the previous three times.
Luo Qiu poured a glass of lemonade and said casually: "I'm tired today, so I took a rest early."
"Oh, let her rest for a while." Song Haoran didn't seem to mind... rather, his expression made him feel that there was no third party present at this time, which was more satisfactory.
He looked at Luo Qiu and said, "When I come here this time, I think you may have guessed something?"
Luo Qiu nodded.
Song Haoran said directly: "Then I'm beating around the bush. This is the test report I got from the hospital. I watched it the whole time. Fortunately, the results came out before the storm, otherwise I might have to wait a little longer.
"
Having said this, Song Haoran smiled slightly and said: "It seems that this is God's will. God's will allows me to handle this matter today."
Luo Qiu took the inspection document from Song Haoran and read it carefully without replying. Song Haoran waited quietly. He knew that no matter who it was, facing such a result, it would take some time to digest.
After a long time, Luo Qiu breathed out slowly. Grandpa is indeed Song Tianyin. Mr. Song, thank you for bringing me this news."
Song Haoran laughed and said: "Mr. Song? You should change your words. According to your seniority, you should call me uncle, and you should be a real uncle."
Luo Qiu thought for a while, looked at Song Haoran, and said coldly: "I need some time."
Even Ren Ziling, after so many years, Luo Qiu never called out "Mom", let alone Song Haoran.
Song Haoran didn't know that the so-called "a little time" for the eldest nephew in front of him would probably take a long, long, long time. He just thought that he couldn't get used to it for a while and would get better after that, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
On the streets of a foreign country, I suddenly met a strange Chinese. After several coincidences, I discovered that the two of them were long-lost relatives. Song Haoran himself would not be able to accept it for a moment.
But it doesn't matter. Song Haoran believes that there will be plenty of time in the future to allow the Song family, the bloodline that has been left behind, to recognize its ancestors and return to its clan.
"Let's not talk about this for now." Song Haoran nodded, and then said seriously: "Luo Qiu, you are traveling here this time, when do you plan to go back?"
"Do you need me to go somewhere?" Luo Qiu asked after thinking for a while.
Song Haoran smiled and said: "As expected of the Song family, they are smart children. Let me get straight to the point. My father wants to see you in person, but it is not convenient for him to go out, so I hope you can come with me
.”
Song Haoran looked at Luo Qiu's expression and said slowly and carefully: "Of course, it's not that we ask you to do anything, but as a junior, it is a matter of course for you to meet your elders. And I also hope that you can walk.
One trip. Don’t worry, if you don’t have enough time to get a visa or something, I can help you handle it... By the way, doesn’t your dad have a second marriage? If it’s convenient, I can also send someone to pick it up for her.”
Luo Qiu shook his head and suddenly said: "I don't want her to know about this for the time being."
Song Haoran didn't ask any questions. He was a man who grew up under Song Tianyou's traditional education.
Song Tianyou, as a heroic figure who worked hard in the old era, has many of the concepts that the old era should have.
For example, the man in the family has the final say.
And now he is the only male in Luo Qiu's lineage, so he, Luo Qiu, can make his own decision about his room.
In fact, Song Tianyin, as Song Tianyou's biological eldest brother, is considered the eldest brother of the Song family, and Luo Qiu is also considered the direct grandson of the Song family. For a family like the Song family, matters of etiquette and law are particularly important.
Pay attention to.
The opinions of a male eldest son are naturally more important than the opinions of a eldest daughter-in-law.
Therefore, Song Haoran nodded directly and said: "Okay, I can listen to you on this matter. When can we leave?"
Luo Qiu frowned slightly, "Mr. Song, before that, is there anything else you should tell me? For example, your origin... A normal business person shouldn't have that kind of skill, right? In the theater
when."
Song Haoran was not surprised that Luo Qiu had such doubts...perhaps it was precisely because Luo Qiu had such doubts that he felt normal. Otherwise, this young man was calm and calm, almost like a monster.
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you too much right now." Song Haoran was silent for a while: "However, you are qualified to know everything, but I think it would be more appropriate to tell you through my father himself."
Luo Qiu's eyes were expressionless.
Song Haoran knew that it would not be so easy to get rid of him. Although his father said that he must take the person back, Song Haoran naturally did not like to use violence. After all, this was a blood relative of the family. If he did not have a good impression from the beginning, he would not want to do anything in the future.
Improving the relationship will be more troublesome.
"Let's put it this way." Song Haoran decided to reveal some information in advance, "We are not doing legitimate business. But don't worry, my father is still very principled. Although his business is extensive, he has never touched anything from the motherland. What we earn is also from foreign countries.
Guy’s money.”
Luo Qiu nodded.
Song Haoran said quickly at this time: "But don't worry, you will definitely not encounter any danger along the way... In other words, as long as we go all out to protect a person in this area of South America, he will definitely
Can't die."
"I want to think about it." Luo Qiu answered after a long time.
This answer didn't seem to go beyond Song Haoran's expectations. He knew very well that going too far was not enough, and he stood up decisively at that moment, "This is my phone number. Communication should be restored tomorrow. I will wait for your reply.
After that, I won’t leave here for a while.”
"I'll give it to you." Luo Qiu nodded.
Song Haoran quickly left the seaside park and was on the dim seaside path. At this time, Luo Qiu slowly closed the door and walked into the apartment.
The candle was less than half burned, but Luo Qiu's body, standing in front of the candlelight, seemed to be illusory. A sea breeze blew outside the house, and 'he' scattered into fine dust and disappeared.
This is just a temporary clone of the boss, still in the club.
…
In the study room, Boss Luo slowly opened his eyes.
Many times, the first moment he opened his eyes, he could see You Ye's face, which gave him a comfortable feeling.
The maid held a tray in her hands, covered with a black cloth. She looked at her master, "Has Mr. Song left already?"
"Well, let's go." Luo Qiu nodded: "Fortunately, I left a temporary phantom clone at the apartment before."
You Ye smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Song and the others finally know the answer."
Luo Qiu said softly: "It's already very fast. I guess I have to wait a day or two...Have you found the thing?"
You Ye placed the tray in front of Luo Qiu, then lifted the black cloth on it. There were three different things placed on it.
A crown, made of some kind of metal, shaped like olive branches and leaves.
The second piece is a silver ring.
The last look was a transparent black crystal bottle.
Boss Luo took the olive branch crown into his hands and played with it. At the same time, the information about the crown directly appeared in his consciousness.
This is: Gospel Miter.
As for the ring, it is an item that can give ordinary people the ability to use magic. The name is also quite simple: Ring of Blessing.
This kind of blessing cannot give people the same luck as being favored by the goddess of luck, but it can cheer people up, relieve pain, and eliminate minor illnesses and pains, and at the same time give people positivity, optimism and kindness.
Of course, the real source of the blessing ring's effect is that it can give ordinary people a powerful psychological suggestion, and by stimulating some of the person's own potential, it can slightly improve a person's mental and physical strength.
As for the black crystal bottle, it is actually a vessel used to collect and preserve souls, similar to the box that Boss Luo once gave to the tyrant Nero.
Looking at the three-piece suit in front of him, Boss Luo suddenly smiled and said, "How about changing the name?"
The maid said softly: "Master gives me a name."
Boss Luo had a flash of bad taste and said, "Just the magic stick suit."
"Well, let's call it this name." The maid lady was still elegant.
Boss Luo was very bored, shook his head and said: "Since this is the gospel crown, and the ring and bottle are also for auxiliary purposes, let's call it the 'gospel set'... Later, you can send them to Bucky."
Hold it in your hand, and then teach him how to use it."
"Understood." The maid nodded.
Boss Luo looked at You Ye at this time and said coldly: "I will leave alone for a while. During my absence, I will temporarily grant you the same authority as me. If there is business, you can make your own decision.
alright."
The maid nodded and carried out the master's instructions unconditionally.
Luo Qiu said: "Since you make your own decision, then follow your preferences. I am lazy this time... However, I hope that when I come back, I can see some of your masterpieces."
"Don't you need to bring You Ye with you?" the maid suddenly asked softly.
"After this time, look at which dark soul's vacation is coming soon and wake it up." The boss was silent for a moment, "At the moment, I am most relieved if you help Bucky."
"I understand." You Ye nodded, "Then, I'm going out, Master."
"Wait."
The maid turned around.
The boss said softly: "Even if I'm not here, remember to eat on time, taste different flavors, and keep it in your heart. Let me know when I come back."
"Um!"
After finally waiting for Youye to leave the study, Luo Qiu muttered to himself.
"Having been in office for hundreds of years, my knowledge and experience far surpass mine... Then, when you no longer have to worry about restrictions and can make your own decisions..."
"The saint holding high the flag of freedom..."
He seemed to be expecting something...thinking deeply.
…
…
Caroline huddled up in the corner of the sofa, covered with a blanket that Arnold had found.
The power has not yet been restored, the communication system is still blocked, even TV series cannot be watched, and an old-fashioned radio that Arnold found only produces noise.
There is no light from incandescent lamps, only the light from candles. Everything seems to be back to an era before modern civilization appeared.
There are only men and women in the same room.
"Eatman?"
Arnold's voice came from the darkness, and Caroline could see a blurry moving figure. Under this situation, it was obviously impossible to order takeout, and it was even more impossible to cook it by yourself.
So what Arnold is getting is some canned food.
"Thanks."
Arnold walked out of the darkness, holding two plates in his hands. Caroline took one of the plates, maybe because she was too tired, she had not eaten since she woke up in the morning, and she was already very hungry.
.
This cheap can of beans unexpectedly exudes an alluring fragrance.
"You...you really can't remember what happened last night?"
While eating, Arnold hesitantly looked towards Caroline. Before that, Caroline had briefly talked about what happened before she escaped in the morning.
Caroline put down the spoon and shook her head: "I really don't remember. As soon as I woke up, I saw Livia sitting on the stool with blood all over her body. I was...I was very scared at the time, and I didn't know why on my hands.
Still holding a bloody knife."
As she said that, Caroline looked at Arnold with a complicated expression.
Arnold could only lower his head with a wry smile, and said quietly: "The police don't know what to think, but if it were me... I would believe you."
"Why?" Caroline asked abruptly.
Arnold sighed: "No one knows better than me what kind of bad guy Haili is. Do you know? My mother has a bad heart, we all know it. But Haili still got her so angry that she had a heart attack...
…On the day of the funeral, he was still smoking heroin with a group of people and didn’t show up.”
Caroline was stunned. She could clearly see the hatred in Arnold's eyes.
If you think about it, Arnold's hatred towards Hailey is not unreasonable. For example, this time, she misidentified the two of them and almost stabbed Arnold's body with Western food.
Ever since he was young... maybe he has often encountered things like taking the blame for Hailey, right?
"Can you...can you find him? Haley?"
Arnold shook his head: "I would never take the initiative to look for him, especially some time ago, after he was released from prison, we basically had no contact...except for that time when he came to my house to look for me."
Arnold suddenly sneered: "I thought that this man might have some regrets in prison, but I didn't expect that he came to me to borrow money... Do you know why he borrowed money? To buy gifts.
The reason for making a woman happy is that he wants to grab this woman, and that woman is the girlfriend of his enemy."
Caroline shook her head...She had actually seen many people like Hailey in Arnold's words, either in the slums or in the outside world.
The filthiness behind a man's back can never be imagined.
"Does he usually go somewhere?" Caroline asked.
"I don't know." Arnold shook his head, as if remembering something, and suddenly asked: "By the way, what did you say when you attacked me before... and robbed you of your money? How much did you lose? We need it urgently.
Okay? If possible, I still have some savings here, I can..."
"No need." Caroline shook her head.
How could a poor student like Arnold be able to repay the wealth on that bank card?
"You shouldn't go out with so much cash." Arnold sighed.
Caroline frowned and said, "How do you know how much I brought?"
Arnold said in astonishment: "Isn't it a lot? But I saw that you were very excited at the time, so I think the number should be quite a lot, right?"
Caroline looked away: "Nothing, it's just a bank card."
Arnold breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Bank card? Well, how about you report the loss? Besides, even if he takes your card, it's useless. He can't know the password, right?"
Normally...but the key thing is that the bank card obtained from the mysterious businessman originally had the password written on it!
