Vol 3 Chapter 29: Father and son

The evening is getting shorter and shorter, almost to the point of being negligible, but it is enough to complete a farewell before going out. Bayi Chinese Network W≈WW. 81ZW. COM
Maureen glanced at Lu who was about to leave and go to Becky station. "I can't read his heart." The words were spoken to Zac, shaking his head while saying, "It's not that you can't read, you can't , Can't read it. "
Zac looked at Morrillin with no expression, and he was ready to respond after Morrillin had organized what he wanted to express.
Morrillin did not mean to continue to linguistically express his thoughts, and waved his hand, "Forget it, you can't understand it. You are not a mind reader." Then, dragging the seemingly heavy suitcase and dropped it The car, "Good luck to me, don't get stopped by someone halfway. Anything."
Everyone should know what is in the box, corpse. As for anyone, the negligible dusk is about to end, which means that the sun will completely leave the world temporarily. Therefore, Morrelin may indeed be stopped by 'anything'.
"Good luck, and then, thank you for being willing to do this for me." Maureen was not the only one who said goodbye to Zac temporarily, "Lu, check it out last time, his name?"
"Drake." Lu lifted the cardboard in his hand, which he was going to hold at the exit, and was fully prepared.
"Well, what do you call him."
"Sir, I will call him Mr. Keep distance and be formal."
"Well, how would you answer if he was for you?"
"I would say‘ I work for Mr. Toledo ’."
Zac watched Lu not speaking.
It took a while for Lu to realize, "I'm sorry, yes, 'I work for Mr. Grande'."
Zac did not continue to do this. He was not satisfied enough. If he made a mistake once, he would make a second mistake. Now he can only hope that Luneng will be smart, "If he asks Mr. Grande."
"alpha."
Zac said nothing again.
"Oh. I'm sorry, Mr. Benjamin Grande."
Remember when we were little? Before being taken by an adult to meet someone we have never seen before, the adult will tell us what to say and how to behave after seeing others, and then simulate the situation well in advance to avoid the bad things of our young. Yes, this is the case now.
Zach continued, "He will definitely say that he can't remember how you answered when I saw you in Grand."
"I was new."
"He knows my news from the news." Zac shrugged, temporarily detached from the check, and waved freely. It was a test for Lu, "so he knows that Barton's funeral industry is changing, Gran. The German funeral home is a representative of change. "He paused to confirm that Lu You was listening." He may know that Grande's recent newcomers are former criminals. He is a good person. He came to Barton for the first time. Trying to save a strange mother and son (Haley, Bishop ’s missing mistress at the time. So she came across Spella who took the hunter back to Patton.) If, on his social etiquette, ask about you, after all When you come back from the station, there is a ride, what do you say. "
The prompt is already very clear, ‘I just came out of the prison, I do n’t want to talk about this’. Such a simple answer will keep Drake in this simulation silent.
Zac watched Lu frowned, thoughtfully, bowed his head in disappointment ... he never looked up again.
Zac sighed in his heart. The person in front of him, at least once, could say, "Zac is splitting the magic feast." Why is it so slow now?
"You said,‘ I just came out of the prison, I do n’t want to talk about this ’."
Lu looked up, "I just came out of the prison, I don't want to talk about this." He looked down again and whispered again, no, twice, in the back.
Zac began to doubt that there were two 'Zacree Toledo' in Barton, and it was not the only insurance measure that Lesenbra gave this loyal blood. Lesenbra deliberately created a stupid personality to Zha G.
Huh, yes. Zac shook his head, he could imagine Lesenbulla ’s remarks, loyalty and stupidity never separated, and absolute loyalty was the only way.
Still not embarrassed, Zach returned to the check, "when he feels that your direction is not straight to the Southern District, but here, how do you explain."
Obviously it was memorized in advance, Lu replied, but fortunately, no mistakes, no mistakes-boring remarks that would surprise everyone: "Mr. Grande asked me to pick up the clothes he ordered, my brother is not here, my brother must Becoming Grande ’s new face, sir ca n’t continue the sloppy dress. "
Can you understand the meaning of this answer, the meaning is to make Derrick sad, what do people do when they are sad? It is definitely not about confessing to a former criminal who met for the first time and called himself "Mr." Derek will shut up and keep quiet.
"When you come back to the Kozil store, you will—" Zakra finished, waiting for Lu to finish.
"I won't go out. Until Drake comes in without knowing what was born."
Zac nodded. "Then your work is done."
"Then my work was finished." Lu actually nodded to himself. Hey, forget it.
Zac waved his hand, "You can go."
Lu mentioned the cardboard with Drake's name on it and got into the car. Morrelin, who has long said goodbye, is gone, let's catch up ... Well, there is no need to show Drake, the above simulation is basically all, there is nothing else to say, and, I promised that there will be readers going to Massa Port, right?
Maybe you do n’t care, but for me, since something is born, I have to consider how people who read these stories feel, right? I want to wipe my own ass. If you feel that my presence is too disgusting, tell me gently that I can change it and you are in charge. But don't make me hate myself ...
Back to the topic.
Maureen hasn't opened the Liszt area yet. The Liszt Hotel in Liszt Square is being renovated ... not a renovation, just to take advantage of the night of the newborn and change something. Maureen squinted and watched the workers in the rearview mirror throw the giant letters of "Liszt" into the scrap car. The straight steel cables were hanging the huge "Yuri" to replace the original position.
Morrillin had no expression, but his heart was a little sullen. ‘Yuri did n’t even have the patience to wait until tomorrow’.
"He thinks that when people see the news tomorrow, as soon as they look up, they will see 'Yuri', which is the perfect propaganda."
Who, with this ability, responds to the voice of people—
Morrillin stepped on the brake and turned back through the car window, watching the roadside standing ... Aili, "son."
"father."
One is in the car, the other is on the side of the road, probably separated by more than 20 meters due to the coordination of Morrillin's reflex nerve and movement.
It is definitely a car that has been parked in violation of the regulations and has not reversed. The people standing by the road didn't come. Just like that, the communication continued in a magical way.
Illegal car, "You are here, son."
Passerby, "Get information about the West Side for the saints."
Illegal car, "This is not the West End."
Passers-by, "The biggest thing in the West Side recently is Yuri's acquisition of Liszt's property."
Illegal car, "As always, son, you are missing something really important. Believe me, this is not a thing at all, you are wasting your own time."
Passers-by, "It's my own time. The waves are not wasted, and it's your turn. It's better than letting your grandfather, great-grandfather, and generations of people go back."
Illegal car, "Working for Kozil, not going back. Son, you are still so naive, I am disappointed."
Passerby, "Is this what you told you? Just work for Kozil? Okay, just tell yourself that. Just like I told you not to control my life, I won't control you either."
Communication was suspended.
Moments later, Morrillin moved the car again, "Get in the car."
"I am very busy."
"Are you busy with wasting time. Get in the car." The car has begun to move, slowly. The distance between the two sides of the exchange is increasing.
"Last time, you can't control my time."
"Yes, at least admit that you are wasting time." The distance is about 30 meters, "Rita often said that the reason you run away from home is that I am too strict. Do you want my praise, okay, I will give you one, Now, get in the car. "
"Sister knows what!" Everyone is not wrong, this does not need to move lips to communicate with emotional fluctuations, of course, the younger side. Young people, it ’s the limit to talk about reason, and the key to being indifferent is,
She does n’t know anything! She simply does n’t understand how suffocating it is to live with people like you who want to upset people like books! "
"Suffocate." After thirty meters, slowly toward the forty meters. The result is doomed, there must be one party that will be extremely embarrassed-whether it is a passerby who needs to run to catch up, or a slow car that will humiliate the meaning of this mobility tool, bet it. Morrillin, "Are you breathing free now, son."
Ai Li didn't answer. He opened his arms and embraced the air like a neuropath.
Forty meters away.
This time it was an exchange from Aili, "Where are you going? The direction of your home is not over there."
"Home? You mean the home that your sister and I picked up in Ogier? The home you left?"
"Uh! Answer my question!"
"Disappointment. Asking others to answer questions, especially such objective questions, is something that should not exist in the expression of Minxin."
Eli did not accept this disappointment from his father, but, "Zac ... Republican ... Pi ... what ?? What are you doing?"
"Are you arbitrarily turning me over as a book, um, strange, I don't feel anything at all. It's superficial, try harder."
"Don't be mad at me! Wait a minute! What! What is Zac doing ?! Does he know that this may change the power of the aliens in the Republic! What is he thinking ?!"
"Suffocation. I seem to be breathing normally. Are you working hard, son, work harder."
The last chance to bet-father, son, who will win.
"No, no ..." Ai Li moved, the winner was ... before the dust settled, Ai Li ran in the opposite direction, "The saints need to know this !!"
"Knowing that nothing can be changed." With both parties moving in the opposite direction, it was fifty meters, "You can run to the saints with your fastest speed to report these, or, work harder and deeper "Morrillin in the car shrugged." The vengeance made me suffocate once. "
Ai Li settled, how tempting-human-proposing, but still a little rational, "Why ?! What idea are you playing!"
"Ask questions, should they exist in our mind readers ..."
Thoughts can also be interrupted, just like the sound, the "volume" is enough, "Zac ... Zac did not tell Oz Kozir why he wanted to do this, but he, he told you ... "The reason for this loud volume is that Aili is 'straining' and is objective in reading that thought.
"It's still superficial, son, a little deeper. I have opened my book and turned it over."
Revealed. Aili began to run in the direction of the car.
Finally, I communicated with my mouth. Morrillin looked at Lu indifferently from the side. "If I concentrate on driving, will it affect your reading me."
"No!" Ali, who had just closed the door, answered.
"great, good luck."
Next, it is probably the quietest and most embarrassing that everyone has seen, and father and son travel together until they reach their destination, Port Massa.
The port of Massa will always be busy, no matter what day or night.
Morrillin had got off and walked straight to the rear compartment. He pulled out the heavy suitcase and looked away. It was not the freighter moored in the port, but the people.
"Uh ... too many murmurs ..." Ai Li didn't get off, rubbing his temples in the car, and simply complained, "route, cargo, new crew ... uh, murder ..." Ai Li looked in a certain direction Eyes, there are police cars parked in that direction.
"Focused." Morrillin had no expression, as if he had chosen the direction and went straight in a certain direction. "It's fortunate that a ship heading to the Republic is about to leave." People are gathering.
Ali had to get out of the car and seemed to still care about the police car. When he was chasing Morelin, he still glanced over there. "Why is there a voice there always thinking of Zac? Er, I know This man, Weiss. When did he become a detective? "
Morrillin didn't look over there, "The problem is not that we are mindful ..."
"Can you shut up!"
Morrillin turned to look at Aili. It is the first time in your life that you tell your father to shut up and your father looks at you. Do you want to know the psychological activity of your father at this moment?
"I may have taught you a lot of things, but I don't have this."
Eli sullenly glanced away and looked away without changing his focus. "You choose this boat! This person! Uh, you are deliberately giving the saints, no, it is for the angels of the Republic. ! "
Remember when the Fisher's ship was stopped due to the thief's theft. Someone we know, Kyle's classmate, Vinson, lost his job because of this outage. Do you remember that Zac officially intervened in the West End's start against Liszt?
On the way to here, the Liszt Hotel has become the Yuri Hotel, which was shut down, hehe, it has been restored long ago. So, Vinson is going to sail again, to go to the Republic.
"You still haven't made any progress on the surface." Morrillin shook his head. "You still haven't read the reason why Zac did this. You are still wondering how to stop this thing, this corpse, and change the republican situation. I have said it many times, and try harder. Abandon the original idea in your mind, 'read'. You cannot 'read' something, when your mind is already filled with yourself ... "
Morrillin frowned, interrupted what he was saying, and glanced at the direction of the police car. "Aren't you saying I hope I don't care about you, even if you waste time on the saint's side and miss something really important." Yes, you can go, good luck, son. "
"What? Uh! What do you mean!"
Morrillin had ignored Ai Li and walked away. Don't worry, Aili will be accompanied right away
Wes will come to accompany him.
The demon has been found throughout Barton. Jessica personally took care of it and did not find the soul of the second victim. Therefore, Weiss must consider another possibility, people have entered heaven. Just one afternoon, after wasting no time here and visiting the port staff, the saint's hand came down to the port of Massa.