"Serif?" Han Chu was a little surprised by Ye Shuang's conclusion: "What's the reason?"
"So I haven't sorted out my thoughts yet." Ye Shuang spread his hands and smiled: "Human beings sometimes have an intuitive judgment and instantly decide on the most appropriate option among thousands of choices... This is not a mysterious phenomenon. It’s just a momentary combination of known conditions and memories in the subconscious.”
All the fragments of conditions unconsciously promote and influence the achievement of choices, but there is a crucial connection missing to connect them into a complete logic.
Ye Shuang is like this now. She "judges" that Serif will be a being that Howard cares about, but she still doesn't know where this confidence comes from.
"Give me some time to think." Ye Shuang could only say to Han Chu in the end: "Anyway, let Serif out first. I think Howard will come to us soon."
Serifu and Su Zheng were a little confused about the situation, especially Serifu who was named. He was more concerned about the current conversation between Ye Shuang and Su Zheng than Su Zheng.
"What are we discussing now?" Serifus asked in confusion. His poor Chinese skills made him a little nervous about understanding the current conversation: "It sounds like the fat man is missing?"
"Illiterate!" Su Zheng scorned with a high sense of superiority, then turned around and flattered and threw herself between the two bosses: "Brother Han, Brother Han, Brother Ye, Brother Ye, where on earth will I stay tonight?"
"Let's go live with Howard first." Han Chu threw out a bunch of keys and dismissed Su Zheng. Although Howard was still missing from the world, the original lease period of the rented house had not yet expired, so it was naturally impossible to return for a while. Go back.
It just so happens that the original residents are not here anymore, so it would be convenient to have some free time to accommodate Su Zheng.
Su Zheng grabbed the keys and went to pack her luggage, leaving Serif behind for Han Chu to think for a while: "It's more difficult for you... Let's go to the hotel tonight, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
"Huh?" Serifu was a little surprised, but then he thought of the rumors he had heard from Han Chu before about his biological mother pursuing Brother Shuang... Of course, including the news that Brother Shuang was now being followed by the team... After realizing this, , Serif nodded depressedly: "I think this is good too, so which hotel should I go to?"
Han Chu didn't bother to sift through it, so he just threw over the five-star hotel information he had used to frame Black Suit: "Do you need me to book a room for you?"
"No need!" Serifu looked at the price list and said grimly: "But I hope to borrow some money. After all, you know that I probably won't be able to find a bank to withdraw money in this strange city at this time, let alone me. It was just missed in Shanlin City."
"Tsk." After making a sound that was unclear but obviously contemptuous, Han Chu threw out another card in disgust: "The interest will be calculated. I believe that based on your reputation, you will not escape with the money. matter?"
"Of course!" Serif's face turned darker.
"Of course not or of course?" Ye Shuang relaxed the atmosphere and casually teased the famous thief.
"… of course not!!"
The characters of these two are so bad it's almost unbearable!
…
Serif, the world-famous thief, is truly a luminary.
Although he is not very eye-catching in the world of ordinary people, has no luxury cars, beautiful women, and has never appeared in media magazines to show his face, but in some special channels, the title "gentleman" is A very noticeable presence.
In just one night, the news that Serif appeared in a five-star hotel had already spread in some small circles in the dark.
As a person who always monitors... no, Mrs. Gracie, who pays attention to Ye Shuang, naturally receives the news earlier than others.
"Although he is well-known, he is just an outstanding young man with no pursuits or background." Mrs. Gracie only glanced at Serifo's information and threw it aside, without even a trace of memory that this young man was herself. Signs of a biological son.
Looking coldly at the subordinates in front of her, Mrs. Gracie waved her hand impatiently: "There are three types of people in this world, one is players, the other is tools, and the third is toys... The players who are qualified to sit on the card table are Our allies or enemies, potentials worthy of our attention are tools we can control, as for toys?”
With a disdainful snort, Mrs. Gracie said arrogantly: "Those are just clowns who entertain and relax us in our free time. Investing energy in them is a waste of my life."
It is true that this Serif does have good abilities, but he has neither the ambition to become a player nor the intention to join a certain force and become a useful tool. So with such a do-nothing mentality, even if he has outstanding talents, the heights he can reach are extremely limited.
At most, it is a toy that is more entertaining than other toys.
The subordinate who thought that handing over information would receive more attention and even more attention was a little confused. He actually wanted to ask, "So is that oriental beauty a tool or a toy? Isn't it a waste of your energy to invest in that man who can't see the effect?" ?"... It's a pity that he didn't dare. Just like Mrs. Gracie said, he is not a player yet, so he is not qualified to talk to her.
Swallowing the irritated saliva, his men carefully packed the documents on the table, held them in their hands and bowed respectfully: "I'm sorry for wasting your time, madam. I'll leave first."
"Go away." Mrs. Gracie waved her hand impatiently, and her men retreated to the door before turning around and opening the door to go out.
"Tessie, do you think these idiots are getting dull?"
After there was no one else left in the room, Mrs. Gracie read a few more documents, then rubbed her forehead and asked the black man next to her.
The black man is tall and strong, and has been very silent since the day he followed Mrs. Gracie. But he is very skilled and has a keen sense of danger. He has rescued Mrs. Gracie from danger several times.
Because of this specialty and his loyalty, the black man became the last person qualified to stay with Mrs. Gracie.
The black man nodded silently, and Mrs. Gracie glanced at him from the corner of her eye: "You seem to be getting more and more boring."
Black person:"… "
Mrs. Gracie was not surprised when she didn't get the expected answer. She just casually leaned on the back of the chair and knocked on the armrest a few times: "I don't think there have been any threats recently, what do you think?"
The black people remained silent, which meant acquiescence.
Mrs. Gracie nodded: "Just in time, that Serif helped us find an unexpected little gift... Can you catch that little mouse?"
Needless to say, the little mouse is naturally the young newcomer in a black suit whose hard work was exposed after Serif checked into the hotel.
The black man stood silent for a while, then bowed and walked toward the door.
After the black man opened the door and left and closed the door, Mrs. Gracie, who had been looking in that direction, pursed her lips and said, "It's really boring."
…
Regardless of whether Mrs. Gracie was bored or not, Ye Shuang and Han Chu soon stopped feeling bored.
Howard, who mysteriously disappeared not long after arriving in Fengyuan City, soon appeared in front of the two of them. He did not explain his recent whereabouts, nor did he exchange greetings after a long absence. He directly listened to Han Chu's plan to bring himself and Serif together. Later expressed dissatisfaction.
"Huh?!" The wretched and lazy fat man slumped on the sofa listlessly, squinting at Serif with a mocking look on his face: "I have my own things to do, and I'm not here to bring a child."
Serif smiled politely, and his broken outlook and glass heart had been glued together with saliva during a night of recovery: "It just so happens that I don't want to go in and out with a middle-aged man who has no taste."
Howard raised his eyebrows noncommittally, completely ignoring such personal attacks. He showed his hands to Han Chu and Ye Shuang indifferently: "Look, he and I both think this is not a good idea."
Brother Shuang frowned and was silent for a while, rarely persuading him immediately.
After Han Chu turned his head strangely and asked silently, Ye Shuang relaxed his brows, thought for a while, and integrated the memory clues captured in his mind: "Brother Han, I remember you once said, this world A lot of things happen every day in the world, and if it is not a relevant person or a scale that shocks the world, few people can immediately react to what happened at a certain time and place."
Han Chu nodded: "I said so."
"Kansas three years ago... where Serif found the first clue about his relatives. The relevant clues came from the group of people who were chasing Antonis." Ye Shuang smiled and turned to Howard: " My... partner Xiaoshuang once asked Tony that it was not that Tony had no memory of the incident at that time, but he refused to help Serif because the identities of those people were very troublesome, so he did not want to be involved. "
"Ha, what does this have to do with me? I wasn't there back then." Howard responded to Ye Shuang's gaze.
Han Chu seemed to have thought of something. He frowned and looked at Howard thoughtfully, and then continued naturally: "After the previous wrong judgments have been eliminated, let's ignore the uncertain factors for the time being. Now we know the first condition, Seri Fer's real relative is probably Mrs. Gracie. Condition two: clues representing his relatives appeared in Kansas three years ago. Third, Mrs. Gracie and you both belong to that organization. Fourth, based on Antonis' intelligence, I once made it clear that what happened that time was a big trouble... "
Knocking on the table unconsciously, Han Chu's expression became serious: "I think if my conclusion is not too biased, I can integrate the logical possibilities that meet these conditions... What happened three years ago should be the result of your organization's people Did it? It’s even possible that Mr. Howard already knew who Serif’s mother was?”
Howard still calmly snorted from his nose, without admitting or denying it.
Ye Shuang smiled: "I also know one thing that may be helpful as evidence... I remember that Mr. Howard seemed to have admitted personally that you didn't have a good impression of the members of that organization, right? You caused their wives to be separated or their families to be destroyed. In short, in addition to money, You want them to lose everything... So even if you knew about Serif and stood by or even pushed for it, my suspicion seems not too exaggerated?"
"Hmm?" Howard looked at Serif with a fiery glare after he suddenly understood, and said disapprovingly: "So?"
This time, there was no need to wait for Ye Shuang or Han Chu to say anything. Serif couldn't wait to speak: "Tell me the truth!"
"Ah, I refuse." Howard said lazily.
"you-"
Ye Shuang sighed: "Calm down Serif, you already know almost the truth anyway. I don't think there is any need to worry about other details."
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!
That's right, he didn't have any expectations for that woman anyway. Even if it was really the result of Howard's intervention, it was a fact that the woman had never paid attention to him in more than 20 years, and his nominal mother was her assistant. It is impossible for the latter to not get news from him but still turn a blind eye. It is also true...
After mentally building up in this way, Serif, who was overly shocked at the moment, quickly calmed down and asked calmly: "Howard, you don't want me and Mrs. Gracie to get to know each other?"
"How could it be?" Howard was finally willing to answer a question, but his attitude was so bad that answering the question was even more irritating than not answering it: "I think it will be a real tragedy after you two meet and get to know each other. After all, that Women won't respond to your expectations at all. Wouldn't it be nice to see your disappointed eyes?... But unfortunately, you are the only one who will be sad. That woman is not painful, so I have no interest in it. .”
He's just a young thief. No matter how skilled he is and how high he is on the FBI's watch list, it can't hide the fact that Serif is immature.
What's more, Howard appreciates the pain of his enemies and their relatives and friends, but he really has no interest in a so-called biological son who doesn't even care about his enemies.
To him, Serif was at best an entertainment commercial inserted in the middle of the drama.
I looked at Serif, who was once again irritated by just a few words, and then looked at Howard, who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, as if I am shameless and proud. After thinking calmly, Han Chu lowered his head and turned on the computer to browse the map of Fengyuan City again: "My original idea seems to be not mature enough. You should act separately."
"Then it's settled." Howard stood up from the sofa without standing up, putting his hands in his pockets as if he was about to leave: "I have other things to do. After all, I haven't been here since these days. Leisure time is not as leisurely as yours."
When he reached the door and put his hand on the doorknob, he suddenly thought of something. He looked back at Ye Shuang and showed his first serious smile since entering the room: "I said, if you have any plans, You can come to me."
Lady Gracie's prey? What a good bait. (To be continued)