The dusk is getting shorter and shorter, and it has reached the point where it can almost be ignored, but it is still enough to say goodbye before going out. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
Morelin glanced at Lu who was about to leave and go to Becky Station, "I can't read his mind." He said this to Zach, shaking his head as he said it, "It's not that he can't read, it's that he can't read. , can’t read.”
Zach looked at Morelin with no expression. He was going to wait for Morelin to organize what he wanted to express before he responded.
Mo Ruilin had no intention of continuing to verbalize his thoughts, and waved his hand, "Forget it, you can't understand. You are not a mind reader." After saying that, he dragged the suitcase that seemed a bit heavy and threw it on Car, "Wish me luck and don't get stopped by anyone on the way. Anything."
Everyone should know what's in that box, a corpse. As for anyone, the negligible dusk is coming to an end soon, which means that the sun will completely leave this world for a while. So, it's possible that Morelin could be stopped by 'anything'.
"Good luck to you, and thanks for doing this for me." Morelin wasn't the only person Zach said goodbye to temporarily. "Lou, one last check, what's his name?"
"Derek." Lu raised the cardboard in his hand. He was holding it to go to the exit, so he was well prepared.
"Well, then how do you call him?"
"Sir, I will call him sir, keeping a distance and being formal."
"Well, if he does it for you, who are you and how do you answer it?"
"I would say 'I work for Mr. Toledo.'"
Zach looked at Lu without saying anything.
Lou took a moment to react before realizing, "Sorry, it's, 'I work for Mr. Grande.'"
Zach continued, not very satisfied. If he makes a mistake once, he will make a mistake the second time. Now he can only hope that Lu will be smarter by then, "What if he asks Mr. Grande?"
"alpha."
Zach stopped talking again.
"Oh. I'm sorry, Mr. Benjamin Grande."
Remember when we were kids? Before being taken by adults to meet people we have never met before, adults will tell us what to say and how to behave when we meet others, and then simulate the situation in advance to prevent us young people from doing bad things. Yes, that's the situation now.
Zach continued, "He will definitely say that he doesn't remember seeing you in Grande. How do you answer that?"
"I was new."
"He knew about me from the news." Zach shrugged, temporarily separated from the verification, and played freely. It was considered a test for Lu, "So he knows that Barton's funeral industry is changing, and Glen De Funeral Home is a representative of change." He paused to confirm that Lu was listening, "He may know that the recent newcomers to Grande are all ex-convicts. He is a good man. It was his first time in Barton. He was in Newton. On the way, he tried to save a strange mother and son (Hailey, Bishop's mistress who disappeared at the time. Therefore, he met Sibella who returned to Barton with the hunter.) If, in terms of social etiquette, he asks about you, after all, he has never It’s a long drive back from the station, what do you want to say?”
The prompt was clear, 'I just got out of jail and I don't want to talk about this,' a simple reply that silenced Derek in this simulation.
Zach was extremely disappointed as he watched Lu frown, think, lower his head... and then never raise his head again.
Zach sighed in his heart. The man in front of him could at least tell the secret of "Zach is splitting the Sabbat"! Why are you so slow now!
"You say, 'I just got out of jail and I don't want to talk about this'."
Lu raised his head, "I just came out of prison, I don't want to talk about this." He lowered his head again and repeated it in a low voice, no, twice, on his back.
Zach began to suspect that there were two 'Zachary Toledo' in Barton, which was not the only insurance measure provided by Lesembra to this loyal blood. Lesembra deliberately created a stupid personality for Zach. .
Huh, sure. Zach shook his head. He could imagine what Lesembula said. Loyalty and foolishness never separate. Absolute loyalty is the only way.
Lu was no longer embarrassed, and Zach returned to the check, "When he discovers that your direction is not straight to the South District, but here, how are you going to explain it."
Apparently having memorized the words in advance, Lu answered. Fortunately, he didn't make a mistake, and he was right, but he made a boring statement that would surprise everyone: "Mr. Grande asked me to pick up the clothes he ordered. My brother is not here, and my brother must become a regular person." With Rand’s new appearance, sir, you can’t continue to dress in the same sloppy way.”
Can you understand the meaning of this answer? The meaning is that it will make Derek sad. What do people do when they are sad? Definitely not talking to an ex-convict whom you meet for the first time and call yourself 'sir'. Derek would shut up and stay quiet.
"When you come back to Cozier's store, you will..." Zach trailed off, waiting for Lu to finish.
"I won't go out until Derek comes in who doesn't know what happened."
Zach nodded, "Then your job is done."
"Then my work is done." Lu actually nodded to himself. Hey, forget it, let’s not talk about it.
Zach waved his hand, "You can go."
Lou picked up the cardboard with Derek's name on it and got into the car. Morelin, who has long since said goodbye and set off, has disappeared. Let us catch up... Well, there is no need to show off when picking up Derek. The above simulation is basically all there is to it. There is nothing else to say. Besides, I I promise, there will be mind readers going to Marsa Port, right
Maybe people don’t care, but for me, since something happens, I have to consider the feelings of the people who read these stories, right? I want to wipe my own ass. If you feel that my presence is too disgusting, tell me gently and I can change it, you have the final say. But don't make me hate myself...
Back to the topic.
Morelin hasn't left the Liszt District yet, and the Liszt Hotel in Liszt Square is being renovated... It's not renovation, it's just taking advantage of the nascent night to change a few things. Morelin squinted and watched in the rearview mirror as the workers threw the huge letters of 'Liszt' into the scrap truck. The straight steel cable was hanging the huge 'Yuri' to take its place.
Mo Ruilin had no expression, but he was a little bit embarrassed in his heart, "Yuri doesn't even have the patience to wait until tomorrow."
"He wants people to look up and see 'Yuri' when they see the news tomorrow. This is the perfect propaganda."
Who has the ability to respond to people’s voices
Morelin stepped on the brakes, turned around and looked through the car window at...Ai Li standing on the side of the road, "Son."
"Father."
One is in the car and the other is on the roadside. They are probably more than twenty meters apart due to Morelin's reflexes and movement coordination.
It was definitely a car that was parked illegally and did not go backwards. The people standing on the roadside did not come over either. Just separated by each other, the communication continued miraculously.
Illegal car, "You're here, son."
Passerby, “Getting West Enders Intelligence for the Saints.”
Illegal car, "This is not the West End."
Passerby, "The biggest thing in the West District recently is Yuri's acquisition of Liszt's property."
Traffic violation, "Always, son, you're missing out on what's really important. Trust me, it's not a big deal, you're wasting your own time."
Passerby, "It's my own time, don't waste it, it's not your turn to take care of it. It's better than letting your grandfather, great-grandfather, and the efforts of several generations go back."
Illegal car, "Work for Kozier, not back. Son, I'm disappointed you are still so childish."
Passerby, "Is this what you tell yourself? Just working for Kozier? Okay, that's what you tell yourself. Just like I asked you to leave my life alone, I won't care about yours either."
Communication paused.
After a while, Morelin restarted the car and said, "Get in."
"I am very busy."
"Are you busy wasting time? Get in the car." The car has started to move slowly. The distance between the two parties is increasing.
"For the last time, you have no control over my time."
"Yes, at least I admit that you are wasting time." The distance was about thirty meters, "Rita often said that the reason why you ran away from home was that I was too strict. Do you want my praise? Okay, I will give you one, Now, get in the car."
"Sister knows something!" Everyone read it right, this exchange without moving their lips caused mood swings, of course, it was the younger party. Young people, talking about truth is the limit. The key is not to be calm, "She doesn't know anything! She doesn't understand how suffocating it is to live with someone like you who treats people like books and flips them around!" "
"Are you suffocating?" He crossed thirty meters and slowly moved towards forty meters. The outcome is already determined. One of them will be extremely embarrassed, a passer-by who needs to run to catch up, or a car that will be so slow that it will humiliate the existence of this transportation tool. Place your bets. Morelin, "Are you breathing freely now, son?"
Aili didn't answer. He opened his arms on the side of the road like a lunatic and embraced the air.
Forty meters away.
This time it was Ali who communicated, "Where are you going? Home is not that way."
"Home? You mean the home your sister and I picked up in Ogier? The home you left?"
"Uh! Answer my question!"
"Disappointed. Asking others to answer questions, especially such objective questions, is something that should not exist in the expression of a mind reader."
Eli did not accept the disappointment from his father, but said, "Zach... Republic... Pi... what?? What on earth are you going to do?"
"Are you reading me like a book? Well, it's strange, I don't feel anything. It's too superficial. Try harder."
"Don't provoke me!! Wait! What! What is Zach going to do?! Doesn't he know that this may change the power of aliens in the Republic! What is he thinking?!"
"Are you suffocating? I seem to be breathing normally. Are you trying hard, son? Try harder."
Last chance to bet father, son, who will win.
"No, no, no..." Aili moved, the winner was... Before the dust settled, Aili ran in the opposite direction, "The saints need to know this!!"
"Know that you can't change anything." With both parties moving in the opposite direction, fifty meters away, "You can run to the saints as fast as you can to report this, or, work harder and go deeper. ." Morelin in the car shrugged, "You will suffocate me once in revenge."
Ai Li stood still, what a tempting suggestion, but still a little rational, "Why?! What are you planning!"
"Questions should not exist for us mind readers..."
Thoughts can also be interrupted, just like the sound, the 'volume' is loud enough, "Zach... Zach didn't tell Ozzie Kozier why he did this, but he, he told you..." Let this The reason for the loud volume is that Ai Li is 'exerting force' and reading the objectivity in his thoughts.
"Still superficial, son, go a little deeper. I've opened my book and turned the pages."
Revealed. Eli started running in the direction of the car.
Finally, we communicated with our mouths. Morelin looked at Lu driving by indifferently, "If I concentrate on driving, will it affect your ability to read me?"
"No!" replied Ai Li, who had just closed the car door.
"great, good luck."
Next, it was probably the quietest and most awkward thing everyone has ever seen, as father and son rode together until they reached their destination, Port of Marsa.
Port of Marsa is always busy, no matter what the day or night.
Morelin had already gotten out of the car, walked straight to the back compartment, and dragged out the heavy suitcase. What he was looking at was not the cargo ships moored in the port, but the people.
"Uh... too much noise..." Aili didn't get out of the car. He rubbed his temples in the car and complained simply, "Route, cargo, new crew... uh, murder..." Aili looked in a certain direction and saw a police car. Stop in that direction.
"Focus." Mo Ruilin showed no expression. He seemed to have chosen a direction and walked straight in a certain direction. "I'm so lucky. A ship bound for the Republic is about to set off." There were people wearing crew uniforms in the direction of travel. People are gathering.
Ai Li had to get out of the car, but he still seemed to be a little concerned about what was going on in the police car. He still glanced over there when he chased Mo Ruilin, "Why is there a voice over there that always thinks of Zach? Uh, I know. This guy, Wes. When did he become a detective?”
Mo Ruilin didn't even look over there, "The problem is not that we are mind readers..."
"Can you shut up!"
Morelin turned to look at Eli. It's the way your father looks at you when you tell him to shut up for the first time in your life. Do you want to know my father’s psychological activities at this moment
"I may have taught you many things through words and deeds, but not this."
Ai Li pursed his lips and turned away his eyes gloomily, his attitude did not change for the better. He changed the focus, "You choose this ship! This person! Uh, you are deliberately causing trouble for the saints, no, for the angels of the Republic. !”
Remember when Fisher's ship was grounded due to a 'unfounded' theft? Someone we know, Kyle's classmate, Vincent, lost his job because of the shutdown. Remember, Zach officially intervened in the beginning of the West End against Lister.
On the way here, the Lister Hotel has turned into the Yuri Hotel. It is out of service. Haha, it has been restored a long time ago. So, Vincent is sailing again, to the Republic.
"You still haven't made any progress on the surface." Morelin shook his head, "You still haven't read the reason why Zach did this. You are still thinking about how to stop this thing, this corpse, from changing the situation of the Republic. I've said it many times, work harder. Abandon the original thoughts in your mind and 'read'. You can't 'read' things when your mind is already filled with yourself... "
Morelin frowned, interrupted what he was saying, and glanced in the direction of the police car, "Didn't you say that you hoped that I would leave you alone, even if you wasted time on the Saints and missed the really important things. Okay, you can go, good luck, son."
"What? Uh! What on earth do you mean!"
Morelin had ignored Aili and walked away. Don't worry, Eli will be with you soon.
Wes will come keep him company.
The devil has searched all over Barton, and Jessica personally took action, but the soul of the second victim was not found. Therefore, Wes must consider another possibility, that someone goes to heaven. Just as it happened, after an afternoon of wasting time here without making any progress and visiting the port staff, the Saint's men came to Port Massa. (..)