"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: "Humans sometimes have an intuitive judgment, and instantly decide the most appropriate option among thousands of choices... This is not a mysterious phenomenon. It's just an instant combination of known conditions and memories in the subconscious."
All the fragments of conditions unconsciously promote and affect the realization of the choice, but there is a lack of a crucial connection to connect them into a complete logic.
Ye Shuang is like this now, she "judged" Serif would be an existence that Howard would care about, but she still doesn't know where this confidence comes from.
"Give me some time to think about it." Ye Shuang finally said to Han Chu in this way: "In short, release Serif first, I think Howard will take the initiative to come to us soon."
Serif and Su Zheng were a little confused about the situation, especially Serif, who had been named, cared more about what Ye Shuang and the other were talking about than Su Zheng.
"What are we discussing now?" Serif asked puzzled, his poor Chinese level made him a little anxious to understand the current conversation: "It sounds like that fat man is missing?"
"Illiterate!" Su Zheng contemptuously and coldly with a sense of superiority, then turned her head and flirted between the two bosses flatteringly: "Brother Han, Brother Ye, Brother Ye, where do I live tonight?"
"Let's live with Howard first." Han Chu casually threw a bunch of keys to send Su Zheng away, although Howard was still in vain. But the original lease term of the rented house has not yet expired, so it is naturally impossible to return it in a while.
It just so happens that the original resident is not here, so it is convenient to accommodate Su Zheng when he is free.
Su Zheng grabbed the key and went to pack her luggage. Leaving a Serif made Han Chu think for a while: "It's more difficult for you... Go to the hotel first tonight, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
"Huh?" Serif was a little surprised, but then thought of the rumors that his biological mother was pursuing Brother Shuang that he had heard from Han Chu before... Of course, the news that Brother Shuang is now being tracked by the team is also included... After realizing this , Serif nodded very depressed: "I think it's good too, so which hotel should I go to?"
Han Chu was too lazy to screen, and directly threw the information of the five-star hotel that framed the black suit before: "Do you need me to book a room for you?"
"No need!" Serif looked at the price list with a dark face: "But I hope to borrow some money. After all, you also know that I probably can't find a bank to withdraw money in this strange city at this time. Let alone me It’s only been a while since we missed in Shanlin City.”
"Tsk." After a sound of inexplicable but obvious disdain, Han Chu threw out another card in disdain: "It's about interest, I believe that with your reputation, you shouldn't be able to steal money and flee." matter?"
"Of course!" Serif's face darkened even more.
"Of course not or of course?" After relaxing the atmosphere, Ye Shuang casually teased the famous thief.
"… of course not!!"
The characters of these two people are too bad. It's just unbearable!
…
Serif, the world famous thief, is indeed a luminary.
Although he is not very eye-catching in the world of ordinary people, he has no luxury cars and beauties, and he has never shown his face in media magazines, but in some special channels, the title of "gentleman" is A very noticeable presence.
In just one night, the news that Serif appeared in a certain five-star hotel had already spread in some small dark circles.
As a constant watch... No, Mrs. Gracie, who followed Ye Shuang, naturally received the news earlier than everyone else.
"Although he is well-known, he is nothing more than an outstanding young man with no pursuit or background." Mrs. Gracie only glanced at Serif's information and threw it aside. She did not even remember that this young man was her Signs of a biological son.
Glancing coldly at the subordinate in front of her, Mrs. Gracie waved her hand impatiently: "There are three kinds 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 poker table are Our allies or enemies, the potentials of note are tools we can manipulate, and toys?"
With a snort of disdain, Mrs. Gracie said proudly, "Those are just clowns who let us entertain and relax in our spare time. Putting energy into 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 mind of doing nothing, no matter how outstanding his talent is, the height he can reach is extremely limited.
At best, it is a toy that is more entertaining than other toys.
The subordinate who thought that the information submitted would be paid attention to and even valued was a little stunned. He really wanted to ask, "Then is that oriental beauty a tool or a toy? Wouldn't it be a waste of your energy to invest in that man who doesn't see any use?" ?”… It’s a pity that he didn’t dare. As Mrs. Gracie said, he is not a player yet, so he is not qualified to talk to her.
Swallowing down the aggrieved saliva, his subordinates carefully packed up the documents on the desktop, held them in their hands and bowed respectfully: "I'm sorry for wasting your time, ma'am. Then I'll leave first."
"Go away." Mrs. Gracie waved her hand impatiently, and her men stepped back to the door before turning around and opening the door to go out.
"Tessie, don't you think these idiots are getting duller?"
After there were no other people left in the room, Mrs. Gracie read some more documents, and then she rubbed her forehead and asked the black man beside her.
The black man was tall and strong, and he had been very silent since the day he followed Mrs. Gracie. But he is very skilled and has a keen sense of danger, and has rescued Mrs. Gracie from danger several times.
Because of this specialty and his loyalty, the black man became the closest person who was finally qualified to stay with Mrs. Gracie.
The black man nodded silently. Mrs. Gracie glanced at him from the corner of her eyes: "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 is any threat recently. What do you think?"
The blacks remained silent, which implied tacit consent.
Mrs. Gracie nodded: "Exactly, that Serif helped us find an unexpected little gift... Can you catch that little mouse back?"
Needless to say, the little mouse is naturally a newcomer in a black suit who was forced to be exposed after Serif stayed in the hotel.
The black man stood there silent for a while, then bowed and walked out the door.
After the black man opened the door to leave and closed the door, Mrs. Gracie, who had been looking in that direction, pursed her lips: "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, quickly appeared in front of the two of them. He didn't explain his recent whereabouts, nor did he exchange greetings after a long absence. He expressed his displeasure directly after hearing Han Chu's plan to bring himself and Serif together.
"Huh?!" The wretched and lazy fat man slumped on the sofa listlessly, squinting at Serif with a mocking face: "I have my own things to do, and I didn't bring children here."
Serif smiled politely, and the broken three views and the glass heart were glued together with saliva after a night of calming down: "It just so happens. I don't want to go in and out with a middle-aged man who has no taste."
Howard raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and ignored such personal attacks at all, and spread his hands at Han Chu and Ye Shuang indifferently: "Look, he and I think this is not a good idea."
Brother Shuang frowned and remained silent for a while, rarely persuading him immediately.
After Han Chu turned his head and looked over strangely and asked silently, Ye Shuang loosened his brows, thought for a while, and integrated the memory clues captured in his mind just now: "Brother Han, I remember you once said that this world A lot of things happen every day on the Internet, if it is not for the relevant people or the scale that shocked the world, few people can immediately react to what happened in a certain place at a certain time?"
Han Chu nodded: "I said so."
"In Kansas three years ago... Serif found the first clue of his relatives there. The relevant clues came from the group of people who were chasing Antonis." Ye Shuang smiled, and turned his eyes to Howard: " My...partner Xiaoshuang once asked Tony, it’s not that Tony didn’t have the slightest impression of the incident at that time, but he refused to help Serif because the identities of those people were troublesome, so he didn’t 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 think of something, frowned and looked at Howard thoughtfully. Then he continued the conversation naturally: "After the previous erroneous judgments have been eliminated, let's ignore the uncertain factors for the time being. Now we know the first condition, Serif's real relative is probably Mrs. Gracie. The second condition, the clues representing his relatives appear In Kansas three years ago. Three, Mrs. Gracie and you both belonged to that organization. Four, Antonis’ intelligence also clearly stated that that incident was a big trouble... "
Unconsciously knocking on the table, Han Chu's expression became serious: "I think if my conjectures and conclusions are not too far off, I can integrate the logical possibilities that meet these conditions... What happened three years ago should be caused by people from your organization." Did it? It’s even possible that Mr. Howard already knew who Serif’s mother was?”
Howard still unhurriedly "hummed" from his nose, but neither admitted nor denied it.
Ye Shuang smiled: "I know one more thing that may prove it... I remember that Mr. Howard seems to have admitted that you don't like the members of that organization, right? You let their wives break up or their families are destroyed. In short, apart from money, You're going to make them lose everything... so even if you knew about Serif and stood by or even pushed, my suspicions don't seem too much?"
"Huh?" Under Serif's fiery stare after suddenly realizing it, Howard didn't take it seriously: "So?"
This time, without waiting for Ye Shuang or Han Chu to say anything, Serif could not wait to say: "Tell me the truth!"
"Ah, I refuse." Howard lazily said.
"you-"
Ye Shuang sighed: "Serif calm down, anyway, you already know the truth almost, I don't think there is any need to get entangled in other details."
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!
That's right, anyway, he didn't expect much from that woman. Even if Howard really interfered at the beginning, it is a fact that the woman has never paid attention to him for more than 20 years, and his nominal mother is the other party's assistant. It is also true that it is impossible for the latter to not get their own news but still turn a blind eye...
After such a good psychological preparation, Serif, who was overwhelmed for a while, quickly calmed down and asked calmly, "Howard, you don't want me to recognize Mrs. Gracie?"
"How?" Howard was finally willing to answer a question, but his attitude was so bad that it was more annoying to answer the question than not to answer it: "I think it will be a real tragedy after you meet and recognize each other. After all, that Women don't respond to your expectations at all, wouldn't it be nice to see your disillusioned eyes?... But unfortunately, you are the only one who will be sad, and that woman is neither painful nor itchy, so I have no interest .”
Just an immature thief, no matter how skilled he is, no matter how high he is on the fbi's watch list, it can't hide the fact that Serif is immature.
What's more, it is true that Howard appreciates the pain of the enemy and his relatives and friends, but he really has no interest in a so-called biological son who doesn't even care about the enemy himself.
To him, Serif is nothing more than an entertainment advertisement in the middle of a drama.
I looked at Serif, who was once again provoked by a few words, and then looked at Howard, who is not afraid of being scalded by a dead pig, just like I am shameless and proud. After thinking about it 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 immature, so you should act separately."
"Then it's settled." Howard stood up from the sofa, put his hands in his pockets as if he was about to leave: "I have other things to do. After all, I haven't Idle, but not as leisurely as you."
When he walked to the door and put his hand on the doorknob, he suddenly thought of something again, 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.