blackstone code

Chapter 1412 Release
Horn, who was hiding in the country at this time, was like an old farmer, wearing leather pants and working on a farm full of cow dung.

This is a farm he bought a long time ago, and he also has a ranch.

Usually someone would take care of it here, and people only knew that it belonged to a rich man, but most people had never seen this rich man, except for the butler of the farm.

After the accident, Horn immediately realized that the situation was wrong, so he released some smoke bombs, and he also had a substitute.

He asked the double to go out instead of him to attract the attention on the bright side, while he secretly left Bu Pain and returned to this farm.

People were not too surprised by the sudden return of the master. With the rapid development of the federal economy and the prevalence of international trade, the real industry once again burst into vigorous vitality.

And this has also led to the birth of some new problems-more factories need workers, and urbanization has begun to take shape.

Some young people are unwilling to continue to stay in the countryside, and begin to gather in the city, where they can join a factory casually and get a salary that is much higher than that of farming in the countryside.

This also allows more young people to move to the city, and the population density in rural areas begins to decline, all of which are older people.

These older people have their own fixed social environment, and they don't welcome newcomers to join them, and they don't want to integrate into other new relationships.

So Horn's arrival didn't alarm anyone, and he began to live an extremely ordinary life.

Every day is to look at the crops and the animals in the pasture.

Originally, some things would be planted in winter, but as the weather got colder and colder, no crops were planted in winter in northern rural areas.

Because no matter what you plant, at temperatures tens of degrees below zero, it is basically the same as nothing.

He put most of his energy on these animals.

After throwing the fodder into the trough, Horn put his hands on his waist and straightened his upper body. This period of time was much better than at the beginning.

In the beginning, he couldn't do too much farm work and would be sore and tired. Now this situation is much better, at least he can complete ordinary work.

He is a man of perseverance, and his perseverance lies in his ability to endure various situations and maintain a high fighting spirit in all kinds of harsh environments.

This is also the secret of his success, he never gives up.

While exercising his sore waist, some large trucks passed by in the distance, Horn frowned, and then called the housekeeper, "Go and see what happened?"

The butler quickly ran to watch the excitement, and returned with a disbelieving look on his face about four or ten minutes later.

"My lord, they are here to build a greenhouse."

The greenhouse has been around for hundreds of years, and Horn has heard of it and seen it.

He wouldn't be a bit surprised if this word appeared in a high-end community or manor.

There are many greenhouses on Paradise Island, in which plants grow that will not wither all year round.

No matter how the outside temperature changes, in the greenhouse, its temperature is basically constant.

Especially with the air conditioner, it is better to control the temperature in summer.

But here is the countryside, the countryside, building a greenhouse here... How many people can afford it, so why is it necessary?
Seeing the butler's unclear expression, Horn decided to go and see for himself.

When he approached, he greeted some people whom he had met several times, and moved to the front.

A government official and several technicians were seen promoting materials for greenhouse cultivation, using a frame structure to build large-scale greenhouses.

The walls of the greenhouse are a waterproof and airtight material based on burlap, which is very good at preventing cold air and rain from penetrating into the greenhouse.

On the top of the greenhouse, some new materials are used.

Horn looked at it for a while, and to be honest, he felt that these things were indeed valuable and useful, but the problem was that people's thinking in rural areas...was a bit inappropriate.

If these things and materials for making greenhouses are paid by farmers themselves, then basically all farmers will not buy them because the prices are too high.

Even if these greenhouses can be used repeatedly, people will not buy them. The price of crops has indeed increased a lot in the past two years, but it is still not enough compared to these materials.

If these things are distributed free of charge by administrative agencies such as the local city hall, there is no doubt that these things will eventually be "lost" by farmers and then appear in some second-hand trading markets at home and abroad!

But things must be good things. The global climate is abnormal and food production is reduced. These things may not be effective at present, but once they are fully spread, they will be a good thing for the whole world.

It's just that it's too early to promote it now.

On the way back, Horn was a little surprised to see two strangers coming out of the roadside bar.

This town is not big, and there are only more than 100 households in total. Except for those who have left the local area, Horn basically has seen the rest of these people.

But these two people, he has never seen.

He saw the other party, but the other party didn't see him. After leaving the bar, he got in the car and left.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, the expressions on their faces, Horn had an intuition that these people might be looking for him.

Sometimes people have a natural intuition, and that intuition is accurate!
There was once a student who was about to graduate from high school and participated in the last autumn tour of his high school career with the school. When he was about to board the train, he had a premonition that the train was going to derail. In the end, he and some other students did not get on the train.

And then the train derailed, killing a lot of people.

The FBI believed the high school student had done it all, but later released him after finding out it was some kind of coincidence.

Many people believe in intuition, and so does Horn.

He knew better that this world was far more mysterious than people realized, so he immediately stopped and walked quickly in the opposite direction.

He could be neurotic countless times, and it turned out that some people in the town and the people on the farm thought he was out of his mind.

But he must not be careless, not even once.

A careless result may cost him his life!
At night, he hid in a water tower a few hundred meters away from the farm. This was a deserted water tower, but no one knew that the water tower had been transformed into a temporary shelter long ago.

People don't pay attention to it, and they don't think about dismantling it. Except for Horn, no one knows what's going on inside the water tower.

He stared through a window at the distant farm with binoculars, and he was always a little uneasy.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, the already dark farm in the distance suddenly turned on lights, and Horn's drowsiness was instantly expelled.

He jumped up, looked through the binoculars at what was happening on the farm, and immediately realized that he had been exposed.

At this time, in the farm, several people instructed by the Duncan family had driven everyone out of the house.

All the lights were lit, and people were coming and going in the house, in the cellar, and in the various warehouse houses.

They searched all the places they could search, but they never found any trace of Horn, which made the leader very angry.

It was obviously a very simple matter, but I didn't expect it to go wrong. This not only means that the large bonus is gone, but it may also be punished!
Thinking of this, the leader's face became extremely ugly.

"He was still there in the afternoon, and we didn't find any vehicles leaving. He can't walk very far with his legs alone. He must still be in the town."

"Go and find him, at all costs!"

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Meanwhile, at the York State Jail, someone is packing their belongings.

"Are you going out tomorrow?" A criminal leaned against the wall and looked at his roommate with envy in his eyes.

Only those who have lost their freedom can understand the preciousness of freedom. He still has a long way to go before leaving, but this does not prevent him from imagining the scene when he leaves.

Garp nodded and said yes, and put some books on the table, "These are books related to accounting work and law. If you can be patient and read these books, your treatment here will be better." Take it up a notch."

His roommate nodded, "I'll take a serious look at it, don't worry."

Some people say that Garp is not here to go to prison, but to work. There are almost no restrictions on him here except that he cannot leave the prison.

He can go anywhere he wants and talk to anyone, including the warden.

When necessary, he can also spend the night outside the cell, such as the duty room or even the warden's office.

And all because he was able to help everyone file their taxes optimally, and everyone was left with a sum of money.

In addition, he taught himself legal knowledge, and he was also able to help some prisoners deal with some legal issues.

Both the prison officials and the prisoners respect him very much.

Not even the most misfit thorn in the prison would turn against him.

Now, his "good days" are finally coming to an end, and he doesn't intend to take these books away, but leaves them with his roommates.

Since Michael was reported last time, he has been eligible for a reduced sentence.

The warden explained to the Ministry of Justice three times that he played an active and leading role in prison reform. The Ministry of Justice, referring to his case and his role in society before committing a crime, allowed him to commute his sentence three times.

The original sentence of more than ten years has been served in six years.

These six years... were like a dream to him!
His roommate nodded, "I'll watch it carefully, after I get out...", he paused.

Garp answered immediately, "Call me when the time comes, and I'll come get you."

Michael was already being held elsewhere, and this was his "new cellmate," and it was fine with him.

The roommate smiled and stopped talking.

And Garp sat on the edge of the bed after packing up all his things. Suddenly, he found that his breathing was a little disordered and his heartbeat was a little faster.

He was inexplicably afraid of the tomorrow that would usher in freedom.

(End of this chapter)