"My dear, I wonder how those two boys are doing in the city now? I saved a silly boy by the river today. He looks exactly like the two brothers when they were little."
Old Tony gently touched the family photo, then put it down and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, Old Tony did not wake up Angus who was still resting in his sleep, but left a bowl of milk cereal for Angus on the table.
Old Tony picked up the straw basket, fished out the fish and shrimps from the water tank, held it in his hand and headed towards the market.
"Hey, here comes old Tony. Got any shrimp? Give me some?"
This is a greeting from an old customer.
"Yes, yes, but not a lot. I'll give them all to you. Here, give me the bag."
Old Tony took the bag from the aunt and poured all the shrimps into the bag.
The aunt was about to pay, and Old Tony said,
"No need for money, just bring me a newspaper and some vegetables later. It's tiring to think about what to eat every day."
"Okay, I'll take care of this. I'll buy it for you later."
The aunt grinned and patted her chest.
Over the years, Old Tony has been very caring towards the businesses of his neighbors. Instead of collecting money, he prefers to let everyone have fun bartering.
As an old man living alone, he no longer cares much about material things like money. All he wants is to live a good life.
After the aunt left, Old Tony sat cross-legged on the ground, humming a cheerful tune while waiting for the next customer to arrive.
After a while, all the catfish were sold, and Old Tony waited for the villagers to come back to him with the supplies he needed.
“This is too scary.”
"That's right, it's unbelievable."
"Ah, they are all poor children, they have such bad luck."
Several villagers gathered around the old lady and were walking and discussing, each holding various things in their hands.
"Are you here? What are you discussing?"
Old Tony asked curiously.
"Look, the Arkham Orphanage four kilometers away, all the people inside turned into bones overnight. You can see for yourself."
The old lady handed the Umr Daily in her hand to Old Tony, who took it with both hands and began to read it carefully.
"Arkham Asylum has become a living hell. What is the truth behind this
At four o'clock this morning, Mr. Tony (pseudonym), a worker responsible for regular garbage collection, came to the back door of Arkham Welfare Home to collect daily household garbage.
When he opened the door, there was no one there. Driven by curiosity, Mr. Tony walked into the welfare home and discovered a shocking scene.
All the lives in the welfare home turned into bones. Shocked, Mr. Tony immediately contacted the security team.
The crime scene has currently been cordoned off by the security team for investigation, and subsequent related information has not yet been made public.
According to eyewitness testimony, there seemed to be a teenager who miraculously survived the scene. His name was Marlin.
After some investigation, our reporter obtained a piece of information leaked from within the security team.
The information points the source of the tragedy to a lonely teenager named Angus, but the information has not yet been verified.
According to the statistics in the hospital morgue, apart from Marin who has been rescued, there is still one person who should still be alive. We boldly speculate whether this is the tall boy Angus
A total of 162 people died in this tragedy, but since they have all turned into bones, it is probably difficult to identify them.
The majority of the remains were orphans from the Arkham Orphanage, followed by nuns and staff working in the Arkham Orphanage.
The cause of the incident still needs careful investigation. If there is any follow-up, I will release the relevant information as soon as possible.
- Ariana, special correspondent for Umr Daily
Old Tony frowned, but he was suspicious in his heart.
"This explosive news is indeed shocking, but could the Angus mentioned in this report be the little kid we picked up by the river yesterday? He doesn't look like such a crazy person, does he?"
Old Tony didn't want to show his attitude in front of everyone, so he adjusted his expression and acted shocked.
"Oh my god, this is really big news. I'll go back and take a look. Thank you for helping me buy groceries."
After saying that, he took the vegetables and meat from everyone's hands, packed up the stall and went back.
When he returned home and saw Aengus eating milk noodles at the dining table, Old Tony sighed and placed the Umr Daily in front of Aengus.
"I didn't ask you about your background yesterday. Please take a look at this and explain it to me."
Angus's external injuries today have healed a lot due to the effects of the herbs, and he no longer feels the burning pain he did yesterday.
He picked up the Umr Daily on the table and looked at it seriously. After reading it, he put it down silently.
"I escaped from Arkham Asylum..."
Angus spoke slowly, looking up at Old Tony; there was no panic or nervousness in his eyes, only honesty.
"I felt... dangerous, so I ran... as fast as I could."
"Well, go on. I'm listening."
Old Tony nodded and replied.
"There are so many... flies... that eat people... They have nothing to do with me..."
Aengus told what he had seen.
"Hey, I believe you, and you're not a bad kid, but look carefully, the target is now pointed at you. Do you want to change your name?"
Old Tony suggested kindly.
"I... am not... the murderer..."
Aengus defended himself,
"I...wouldn't...do such a thing."
"Hey, stubborn kid, it's up to you. I've thought of a way out for you. If any trouble comes, I'll fend it off for you. Go to the city to find the Knoknoll brothers, and then you can claim that Old Tony introduced you. Do you understand?"
Old Tony sighed and said.
He believed that it would not be long before the security guards arrived here. The neighbors had also seen Old Tony sending Angus home that night. Now that the incident was on the news, it would inevitably attract the attention of the neighbors.
"Okay, okay, since it wasn't you who did it, I'm relieved. Let's just have something to eat at noon."
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"Angus? Unlikely. I don't believe it was done by Angus."
Joe Butran said as he looked at the newspaper in front of him.
"That's right. The person who wrote this report is so irresponsible. Although Angus has a weird temper, he is a very good person."
Tristana echoed.
The two have made rapid progress these days, and running ten kilometers back and forth is no longer a problem for them.
Arnold drank his freshly brewed tea and smiled at the two little guys who were discussing something.
"Okay, there's nothing to argue about. It's still a question whether the Aengus you're discussing is still alive."
Arnold walked up and tapped both of them on the head. Although what he said was a bit hurtful, what they needed to do now was to quickly complete their daily assignments.
"Come on. Concentrate and recite the scriptures," said Arnold.
"Ah, I haven't remembered it today!" Tristana complained with a bitter face, while Jobtran chuckled beside her.