Chapter 55: Silence (3)

After so many years of practice, the parties I met have all kinds of things. It was n’t the first time I did n’t cooperate, but I encountered such a repulsive lawyer for two times.
Yan Suizhi took a sip of water, silently glanced at his palm, and laughed angrily. He said that it was not bad, at least not to greet the eighth generation ancestors of the whole family as they met.
Far away in the wine city a few dozen years away, the rebellious boy Joshua Dale turned his head to sneeze.
"You're so naked in the winter, do you really think you're in good health?" The slightly older neighbor Chester Bell said aside, "Have you caught a cold?"
"No, someone must be saying bad things behind my back." Joshua Dale rubbed the tip of his nose until it was red before putting down his hand, and pressed the little half-height cardboard with his knee, using hemp rope I strapped tightly at once, then glanced at Chester angrily. "I helped the welfare home because I owed it to the welfare home before. What happened to you?"
Moreover, Niannian nagging is annoying to death, and a sentence about to catch a cold for three days, the bees are not annoying to you.
He rolled his eyes and habitually mumbled a swear word, "Go to your milk--"
Chester Bell raised his finger to the tip of his red nose, reminding me halfway: "I heard that, you brought my old lady with your words!"
To deal with Joshua Dale, the only two people who are useful are his sister, and Mrs. Bell.
The effect was immediate.
"..." Joshua Dall grumbled and swallowed back the last sentence. He glared at Chester and squirmed his lips twice silently, and finally could only pull the twine suffocatingly and continue to work.
Even swear words are not allowed to be cursed, this day can hardly pass.
"You can swear less. You can be beaten in half a year." Chester Bell moved the other carton out and squashed the empty carton next to it.
Joshua Daller: "Fuck you, whoever me except you?"
"I haven't let you down recently?" Chester Bell pushed the pile of things in front of him. "Well-change these into the glass case."
This is the storage of an old welfare home. The welfare home was closed for a long time in the past few years. Recently, the old director came back to reopen the hospital. He asked some handymen to sort out the backlog of storage for many years and remove them from the cardboard Change into a moisture-proof and damage-proof glass cabinet, and then bundle the cartons for recycling.
Joshua Dale was taken care of by this welfare home when he was very young. This time he didn't ask for any money and came to help.
He took the pile of debris that Chester had moved out and sorted the paper archives and other things into different glass cabinets one by one. When he got one of the documents, he suddenly yelled.
"What's wrong?" Chester probe came.
"This group photo ..." Joshua pointed to an old photo in the file. "You see this person, doesn't he look like the lawyer who helped me appear in court last time? The younger one."
Chester recalled the name, "What's it called?"
"Nuan Ye."
"I have a look." Chester took the picture and looked at the opposite side first.
I saw a line printed on it-enjoy afternoon tea with the young and kind Mr. Y in the tea garden. He came to sign a grant. As always, he was unwilling to take a picture. Hale secretly helped me take a picture. .
In the photo, the light-colored camellia blooms just right, and the sunlight jumps on the branches and leaves. A young man was looking down at the coffee cup in front of him. The light and shadow outlined his profile, from the forehead to the bridge of the nose to the lower jaw. Every turn seemed to be carefully carved. His eyes were drooping, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, even if it was still, there was a young man's peculiar wind.
Sitting across from him was a grey-haired old man, full of energy and kind-hearted, who was secretly giving a thumbs-up to the camera while the young man was not paying attention.
Chester looked around for a while and said, "Are you blind? This angle may look a bit like it, but it's obviously not a person."
It may be difficult for him to blindly describe the difference in appearance between two people, and finally he can only pick one of the most obvious differences, "Look, this person has a mole on the corner of his eye. Well ... maybe a little small Taiqing, you take a closer look. I remember that lawyer Ruan did not have moles, did he?
Joshua: "... forgot."
As a blind-faced and straightforward man, Joshua Dale said: "What's not like! It's exactly the same!"
Chester: "..." You may be a little blind.
But he didn't dare to say that, he finally eased his relationship with this stubborn kid, because it was too worth fighting for such a trifle.
Joshua Dall bit his tongue and thought about it, saying to Chester, "What about your smartphone?"
Chester pulled out a black metal plate silently, "It has been said many times, this is not a smart phone, it is not so advanced, it is a very cheap communication machine ..."
"Let me use it," Joshua said.
He took the communicator and fiddled awkwardly, photographed the photo and sent it to someone.
Chester looked at the string of strange signals and asked, "Who is it for?"
"Last lawyer." Joshua didn't put his head into the text without saying a word, "Lawyer Gu, I still owe him money, so I asked for his number. He seems to be Ruan's teacher. Show him, he will definitely recognize it. "
Chester: "... you are really serious."
If you go to school, you should be someone who bites your finger and has to forcefully read the textbook.
Joshua was sitting on the phone holding a communicator and responding to it, which was very in line with Chester's brain supplement. It didn't take long for the communicator to shake.
"It's back!" Joshua was a little excited. He rarely used a communication machine. It was a little novel. "Lawyer Gu has returned to me."
Chester rolled his eyes and replied perfunctoryly: "Uh huh."
Gu Yan ’s response was simple:
-What photos are in the file?
Joshua didn't know if the contents of the file could be shown casually, so he took a look at the file, took a look at the end of the last page, and passed it to Gu Yan.
While filming, he mumbled and read it again: "... the gift of assets ... Mr. Y ... April 15 ..."
As soon as the photo was passed, he froze for a moment, and then took a closer look at the final payment date of the document, staring at the year and counting, "Hey, this is ... this is a photo 20 years ago?"
Although 20 years is not a big deal in terms of current lifespan, there will be some changes in appearance.
"That lawyer Ruan seems to be still an intern." Joshua was a little puzzled. "How old is the general intern?"
Chester said: "I don't know, there is still a difference in the age of college graduate or graduate, even if he is 28? Then he was 20 years ago ..."
Joshua: "... 8 years old."
Chester: "..."
"Well ... The people in this picture look very young, like they are less than 20."
But it was also an adult, and the difference from 8 years old is still very big.
Sure enough, within a few seconds, Joshua's communicator shook again. Gu Yan ’s message came back again, two in total, very concise:
-not him.
-Thank you.
Joshua looked at Chester with a blank face and asked Chester: "He said thank you, thank you? How can I not understand?"
Chester: "Well ... bring it up."
Joshua: "?????"
On the Redstone star, the appointed intelligent driving car stopped silently on the side of the road. After Gu Yan sent a message, he looked down at the photos on the screen, and the cold wind of the night lifted his coat, and gently lay down.
After a while, he put away the screen.
A new communication request was cut in, and the Senior Officer's voice yelled, "Why are you out of the room?"
Gu Yan: "What are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"
"I can't fall asleep to find you again and check the information again. I think your review should be stable as long as there is no accident tomorrow." The official said, "So most of the night, why are you not in the room?"
Gu Yan: "Buy coffee."
Clerk: "?????? What kind of coffee do you drink in the middle of the night?"
Gu Yan didn't answer, and his attitude was very tough and very indifferent.
Officer: "Well, where did you go? How long will it be?"
Gu Yanla opened the door, and the intelligent driving system automatically asked: "Please indicate the destination."
"Tianping Hotel." Gu Yandao.
Officer: "Do you buy a coffee and ask for a car?"
Gu Yan squeezed his eyebrows, his face was not pretty. His gaze swept around, and finally landed on the traffic of the shuttle from the port, and the breath he exhaled formed a pale mist in front of him, as if sighing slightly with self-deprecation, "Uh."
The clerk questioned again: "Well what? Don't lie to me, I'm not stupid, what the are you doing?"
Gu Yan buckled up the safety device, closed the door, and said plainly: "Who knows."
After talking, he cut off the communication and leaned on the co-pilot to close his eyes and relax, the quiet night of the lights became a colorful line outside the car window ...
The detention of the detention center was not bad. Yan Suizhi sat in the meeting room and tapped his finger on the edge of the table to be enchanted. He did not urge him to stand by the door holding the electric stick for official business, ready to send the young lawyer out .
In fact, Yan Suizhi is not really fascinated, but thinking. After recollecting some things, he opened his brain again, found out a few pages of Chen Zhang's materials and re-looked, and smiled at the discipline: "Excuse me."
"Why?" No one is too fierce to be polite. Discipline eased his face as much as possible, and asked, "What is needed?"
"Can you help me bring a sentence to Chen Zhang."
"What's the matter?" The disciples asked.
"That is to say, his lawyer was a frequent visitor to Champagne from 31 to 47 years, and asked him if he knew a coach named Chen Wen." Yan Suizhi lightly tapped the finger on the tabletop to stop and smiled again. "Also, I will wait for him here at this time tomorrow."