With a bang, the line on Dexter's rod broke. Maybe the hook reached the bottom of the boat or a gap in the reef, and was pulled too hard. But Dexter said nothing, and I turned my head to see him deftly re-threading and hooking the rod.
"Just like human greed for money, succumbing to desire is the lowest level of human beings. Maybe I don't think the same as you, but for my own real interests, it is correct not to put myself in a place that is equivalent to a desperate situation. The choice is yours." I stopped watching his movements, because the fish mark I was floating on the sea moved, and it was obvious that a fish had taken the bait.
"But isn't that too difficult..." Dexter's voice was barely audible. "If you keep suppressing your inner desires, you may be able to succeed for a while. But there will always be a time when you will lose control completely. That is The scariest thing for me."
He finally confided what was on his mind, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If this kid keeps on guard, I have to spend a lot of time and energy to complete the task. Maybe it's because the scene of fishing with another guy on a fishing boat is similar to when he was chatting with Harry before, which drives his emotions. All in all, I wanted to hear his truer inner thoughts and the first step was successful.
Talking to a stranger about your real thoughts about your potential danger to you sounds a little far-fetched. But sometimes, often with strangers, you can take that step. After Sheriff Harry, who had listened to him before, passed away, Dexter's side was missing this role, and my presence was just right.
As I closed the line, I said naturally as if I was chatting: "But there is a reason for a thought, a desire. And the way to relieve it is not only to vent. Although it is more difficult, as long as you are willing to Try... Dexter, what is the cause of your desire?"
This time Dexter didn't answer my question directly, and after a while he said, "Karl, don't you know it's dangerous to get too close to someone like me and try to influence me? What happened? And ask yourself, how similar you are to me, isn't it too ridiculous to persuade me from your point of view?"
When I listened to his words, I didn't plan to fight back directly, but continued what I said earlier: "The reason why some people have an urgent desire is because they want to gain a considerable position, or they want to take revenge on themselves. The enemy. But most people don’t make mistakes because of a wrong idea. Only some people don’t set a bottom line for themselves, so they get deeper and deeper.”
"Bottom line? If it's that kind of thing, I think it's not voluntary, but I still have it," Dexter said. I know he was talking about the killing rules that Sheriff Harry gave him to kill only the rats that slipped out of the law. But this level of bottom line is not what I want.
"Then the person who set the bottom line for you has really achieved the step to get a full score? I don't think so, but he has achieved the best step he can do. Because he doesn't know how to make you feel in your heart. What is the source of that desire, or in other words, he dare not tell you what that source is. So, he can only do this step."
I did not hesitate to point out the most central point of these topics I raised. "What are you looking for? Or, what are you trying to find that has been lost. Have you never thought that maybe the appearance of that thing will change everything?"
"Tell me, Dexter. How much do you remember from the past?"
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On a fishing trip, Dexter harvested a bucket of large and small fish, and my bucket was empty. But on my hook, I actually caught my most desired prey early on. All I need to do now is to carefully pull the line and wait for the final harvest.
Of course, I have to be careful of this piranha on the hook at all times, so that I will not turn me into his prey when I am not enough.
I returned the empty bucket and fishing gear to the rental shop, and with the boss's comfort, I smiled and sent Dexter to his car. Dexter asked as he put his fishing tackle in the trunk, "I really don't need me to take you home?"
"Don't worry, I have other things to do later, so I will take the car directly there." I pretended to reject Dexter's proposal, "Besides, if you really want to rent a house outside, I will There is a house recommended, the rent is very cheap, I will show you next time."
Let him know where he lives? In Carl Black's disguise, I couldn't tell him a real address. But even if I am using a fake identity, it is impossible for me to agree to his proposal. Leaving my whereabouts in the hands of another, after trying that David Vincent raid, it's impossible for me to err on the same point.
The previous topic on the yacht, because Dexter did not answer my question, caused the cold field to end. But in our chat afterward, Dexter inadvertently revealed that he wanted to move out of his parents' house and live alone.
I grabbed this without hesitation and didn't intend to let it go. Because I can finally bring my brother back to our home. That's right, our home. It's just an empty, rundown house now, but it used to be where Brian and Dexter lived with their mother more than a decade ago.
That's also the only place Brian and Dexter have happy memories. If Dexter subconsciously forgot the memory of those three days in the container because of the psychological traumatic stress reaction. Then at least he should remember the memories he and his own brother once created together in that home.
That's why I had to win the million dollar jackpot for survivors. Without that money, I don't think I would be able to buy back the house that was sold because of the debt repayment. 103 Bogle Street.
As soon as I left the psychiatric nursing home, I wanted to buy the house back. But don't say it's just a down payment, it was impossible for me to even rent it at that time. Now that everything is settled, I have enough money to support my living expenses and tuition fees, and I should complete the house purchase procedure as soon as possible.
Even if I don't get the survivor bonus in the end, I don't want to wait any longer. And soon the ownership of the final survivor of the survivors will be unraveled at the survivors live broadcast conference. I decided that I had at least a 90% chance of winning the final championship.
Dexter, who buried his head and didn't want me to see the meaning on his face, agreed to my invitation after thinking about it. Three days after we made our appointment, we met at a commercial street near Bogle Street. The reason I didn't tell Dexter the address directly was because I really wanted to see his reaction.
"Dexter, I hope you can tell me the answers to those questions next time." I smiled and hugged him. American enthusiasm is not very suitable for us, but it is so hypocritical to do so much. After the enthusiasm, it has already become a habit.
"If you can tell me the reason why you are approaching my destination." Because we almost opened up our inner topics on the yacht, Dexter no longer said in a sentence. center. He said exactly what he wanted to say.
This time I didn't talk to him, just nodded and said, "Of course, maybe you can understand my purpose when you get there. Even if it's not clear, you will definitely understand."
My words made Dexter frown and look suspicious. But I didn't explain anything more, but made an appointment to meet in three days. Watching Dexter reversing out of the back of the car, looking at me in the rearview mirror and waving goodbye, I smiled back, watching his car drive further and further, eventually drowning in the crowd of traffic. I just turned and left.
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"Mr. Morse, you only need to sign your name here now." The real estate agent pointed to the empty space on the black-and-white contract. "Are the two gentlemen newlyweds?" she said casually, looking at me and Dillon who was standing behind me.
To buy the house, I used the real name of Brian Moss, not the fake Karl Black. Because I think, at least in the end, in the heart of Brian Moss, the only place with good memories will be the last memorial for him.
I have taken possession of his body and taken away his consciousness, then I will help him fulfill his greatest wish. Brother and the best memory in my heart. It's like the equivalent exchange of demons.
"No, he's my bodyguard." While signing my name under the contract, I replied jokingly to this intermediary who habitually engages with clients. "I will pass the down payment
The reason why Dillon appeared in this situation is because I went back to see him after I removed all the superfluous disguises. Just this trip, it was stained. Dillon would rather close the store for a day than give me an excuse to come out, just like my reply just now. He claimed to be my bodyguard, which is why I replied to the agency like that.
Although I don't know what Dillon found out about me, he uncharacteristically wanted to follow me, which made it difficult for me to refuse. Going out alone to meet Dexter tomorrow, of course. I can only let him follow him once, and I can get rid of this guy tomorrow.