British 1986

On the TV in the casino, as the halftime break ended, the two teams switched sides and the second half began.

The middle-aged man looked at the lineups of the two teams for the second half and felt something was wrong.

Theoretically speaking, the visiting team had a three-goal lead in the first half. In order to maintain stability in the second half, it was not impossible to change formations and engage in defensive counterattacks.

But this kind of tactics is gradual. How can there be a direct substitution during halftime?

And the entire central axis of the away team was replaced?

The Hyundai City team replaced the main forward who scored two goals in the first half. The winger was also replaced and replaced by a tall and strong center.

The main midfielder was also replaced and replaced by a central defender.

From the traditional 4-4-2 formation in the first half, it changed to 5-3-1.

The home team Connors Quay also replaced three new players during the halftime break.

The two forwards pulled wide and another forward was replaced. The midfielder replaced one and added another, and the defender removed one.

This extremely weird performance made the middle-aged man increasingly uneasy as the whistle sounded in the second half.

On average, every ten minutes, the home team Conners Quay scored a goal in a leisurely manner. With each goal, the cheers from thousands of fans at the scene made the middle-aged man look even more gloomy. point.

The game on TV seemed to be without any problems.

But there is no problem but the biggest problem is that the two teams are like a round-based game. In the first half, the visiting team goes all out to attack and the home team defends in a panic. In the second half, the home team goes all out to attack and the away team defends in a heap.

Anyone who knows football can feel that such a routine is abnormal, but they just play it like this!

Moreover, the scene looked full of passion and the fight was very exciting.

People who don't understand may think that although the overall level of football in Wales is low, they dare to play hard.

Hold!

As the final whistle sounded, the extremely ironic score in the upper right corner of the TV screen made the middle-aged man want to vomit blood - 4:3.

The home team Connors Quay really chased four goals in the second half to take the lead.

And what is the bet between the pretty boy and him?

The home team wins a goal and takes it all!

What the fuck!

"You son of a bitch, you're just playing dirty!"

The middle-aged man already sensed that something was wrong. Although he didn't know who the pretty boy was, he was able to influence the score trend of the two teams in such a short period of ten minutes during halftime. This identity was definitely not simple!

Although the game of the Welsh team is live on TV, the place under your feet now is Liverpool!

It’s still some distance away from Wales!

"I'm willing to admit defeat, what? You still want to default on your debt?"

The pretty boy was also dissatisfied. He clapped his hands and asked the team of lawyers waiting outside to come in and sign the transfer agreement on the spot.

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth trembled as he looked at the transfer agreement in front of him. He felt unwilling to do so, but he did not dare to cause trouble in this casino.

The two of them made a new bet in black and white during the intermission, and now the pretty boy has won. If he dares to default on his money, he won't be able to leave the casino today.

He was extremely unwilling to write his name on the transfer agreement. There are other procedures required later. The lawyers of these casinos will follow him to handle it in a while.

"Young face, you are very good! Very good!"

The middle-aged man stood up as he spoke, wanting to open the door to the lounge and go in to vent his anger.

But before he could open the door, the door was opened from the inside.

The girl who had been smiling and talking to him all afternoon now had cold eyes and looked at him with her arms folded.

"伱"

Look at her look, and then look at the girl walking around him, walking behind the pretty boy, and just looking at him quietly.

The middle-aged man now feels a little cold in his heart. Is this girl also his?

This is coming prepared!

It seems that my good luck all afternoon is just an illusion. With such a person standing behind me, if she is the internal coordinator, this will

Did those people who played cards with him also lose money to him on purpose?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked at the chips on the table that already belonged to the pretty boy, gritted his teeth and said to himself: What a plan!

With so many people playing with him all afternoon, it seemed like he had won the entire afternoon. In the end, not only did he return all the capital and profits to the other party, but he also lost all his shares in Manchester United and a factory!

"The cost of the private room is mine, by the way. The steak you just ate is my treat. Thank you for your bet! Remember to go through the formalities later. I'll leave first."

The pretty boy stood up and bent his left arm. The girl next to him consciously took the man's arm. The two of them left first, leaving only the other party's waiter in the private room packing up the chips.

"Hold!"

The middle-aged man could only shout fiercely at the pretty boy's back.

The pretty boy had just walked out of the private room door. What was waiting for him outside was the gambler who was pushed out by the middle-aged man before entering the private room in the afternoon.

"Inform sir. It's all done. You stay and after he leaves, spread the news that he won a large amount of money."

"OK."

"Sir, once it's done over there, the other party will just need to complete the transfer procedures for the shares."

"Very good, you go down first and arrange for them to return to the United States."

Old Karl stood up, walked to the balcony, picked up the mobile phone and started making next arrangements.

Shares are just the first step. This kind of thing is on the surface. If you want to get it at a low price, the easiest way is to rely on this method.

At all times and in all countries, gambling is the best way to deceive people, bar none!

These shares will eventually go to the young master, so when doing things, you have to pay attention to a little bit, and you can't ruin the young master's reputation and let others say that his methods are dishonorable.

Now, it is reasonable for Americans to win shares in casinos by luck and sell them to people who are willing to pay a high price before leaving.

As for the middle-aged man who lost his shares, did he think he was unlucky for losing his shares?

Or is this the end of the matter?

It can only be said that he is too naive. The first step is that after all the procedures are completed and the shares are obtained, he will find out that there are rumors that he won a large sum of money from a wealthy American businessman in the casino.

Step two.

He would be found in an alley somewhere and die a tragic death.

It was as simple as that. He was killed by some gangsters who snooped on his wealth, and his death was unclear.

In this way, Old Karl will take the photo of the middle-aged man when he died tragically to scare other shareholders who have shares in Manchester United.

If you don’t sell your shares at a low price, they will end up like the dead people in the photo!

And even if the death of the middle-aged man is discovered, it has nothing to do with old Carl. He didn't kill him, and no one would doubt the wealthy American businessman.

He just wanted to win shares. After winning the shares, he disposed of them and returned to the United States the next day. He had no motive for killing.

As for the rest, let’s investigate slowly based on the capabilities of the Liverpool police.

There must always be clues to investigate a case, right?

All the people related to this case will go abroad or disappear one after another, and there is still no investigation.

The only useful evidence may be that this matter seems to be related to Edwards Jr., the current chairman of Manchester United. Go check it out!

When they found little Edwards, there were only two options left for him. First, he would be frequently harassed by the Liverpool police and cooperate with the investigation. Second, he would seek refuge with Earl Allen.

There is no third way. Rumors will circulate among the other old shareholders who have sold their shares that Edwards Jr. hired a murderer to murder the middle-aged man's shares.

The most "poor" person in this incident was the middle-aged man. His fate was already doomed from the moment he was selected by Old Karl as the monkey who would kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

Before he died, he could still win for an afternoon and have a woman to play with, so he was worthy of him.

Today is the weekend and the crew is on break. It’s very hot in Wales in August, and it’s still that humid heat.

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, he opened his eyes and looked at the thigh on his chest. Allen grabbed Monica's ankle and gently threw it away. Then he threw the small blanket on her casually, sat up and pulled it away. Pull the bedside rattle.

Before the servant came in, Xiao Huang, who was in the kennel on the ground, heard the movement and poked his head out first.

This little thing is growing very fast. Allen has been feeding it fish fillets or meat strips this week. When we first met last week, Xiao Huang still had a little yellowish-brown fur on his body. In the past few days, due to food problems, the color of his fur has changed. Slowly moving towards gray.

Layers of new fluff grew out, but the growth was uneven. It looked like a fat circle on the body. Some areas where new fluff had not grown yet looked like they were bald.

This guy stretched out his two little wings, like an old pervert holding up his pants, and walked on two short, furry-looking legs, and ran to Allen's feet. After seeing Allen, A small mouth.

"How come you eat when you open your eyes? Besides eating, eating, eating, what else do you do?"

Whenever Allen saw this little thing, whenever he saw him for the first time, he would definitely open his mouth and wait to be fed.

I grabbed a handful of Xiaohuang. The furry feel is very good, and there is a good thing about owls. Their necks can rotate at an exaggerated angle. Even if you stroke them hard, you don't have to worry about breaking their necks.

It is a very durable little pet.

Allen still slapped it on the head with his thumb. Xiao Huang's head was rubbed by Allen like a joystick on a game controller, and he chattered anxiously.

The servant opened the door and came in. Allen waved his hand and said, "I'm going to take a bath. I won't wash up in the bedroom."

"Okay, Master."

Glancing at Monica who was still asleep, the eyeliner on this girl's face was blurred by tears, and black marks were everywhere on her face running along the bottom of her eyes, like a ghost.

"Don't worry about it here. Let's wait until she wakes up."

"I understand, Master!"

After taking a bath with Xiao Huang, Allen, who was full of energy again, wore a bathrobe and walked to the study with Xiao Huang in his left hand.

There was nothing going on today, and Allen, who was at home, was not going to go downstairs, and it was cool to wear a bathrobe.

First, he fed Xiao Huang with strips of meat. After Xiao Huang was full, he let him play on his desk as usual, and then he picked up a fork and started eating.

It's past 11 o'clock now, and I can't tell whether this meal is breakfast or lunch.

I forked a piece of fried cod and felt that the taste was a bit smoky. I picked up a lemon and squeezed a little lemon juice on the remaining pieces of fried cod.

Allen raised his chin, indicating that Hu Te next to him had something to say.

"Karl called back yesterday and said that all the personnel have been sent out. The work there is almost done, and there is only a little finishing work left. He will be back in two days."

"Um"

Alan nodded, not knowing whether he was responding to Huth or confirming that pan-fried cod with a little lemon juice tasted better.

"Master. Yesterday, the Industrial Commission sent a message that they complained about you."

"Um?"

The fork in his hand paused for a moment, and Allen blinked, a little confused.

What has I done that warrants complaint?

"What the hell is the Industrial Commission?"

"Well"

Hu Te picked up the single-sided glasses in his shirt pocket, blinked hard, stuck the single-sided glasses on his left eye socket, picked up his notebook, looked at it carefully and said: "Well, they are an organization under the Ministry of Industry. Responsible for overall planning and other responsibilities.”

"Wait, just tell me what they complained about me!"

"What they are complaining about is, uh, endangering national security and moving key industries abroad."

"???"

Allen was shocked. He didn't realize that their family had any industry that could endanger national security. What the hell was this protest?

Could it be that the Planet Cup was sold abroad by him, which affected the British white ducks to practice their skills?

"Master, it's a radio. Don't you want to move all the production lines to China? They received news from the customs. They said that radios play an important role in critical moments. Although our radio factory is small in scale, it has a long history. you"

Does the radio still have this function?

This almost made Allen laugh.

"Fake! What the hell! Then why didn't they come out to rescue me when I was short of money? If I moved the production line, it would endanger national security? Who complained?"

"Uh, the signature is the Industrial Commission."

"Go and check. Well, you go and contact Hughes and ask him to check and find out who complained about me. They have nothing to do all day long, right?"

You still have to step out to take care of me over such a trivial matter, which is a shame for you, right? You don’t even care who owns it?

A bunch of shit.

Allen stood up and grabbed Xiao Huang who was still playing with the pen on the table: "Let's see who complained about me. Get him to ask Carmarthen Hospital to open a case and say that I was hit hard by this complaint." , let them pay for it! Whoever complains will be responsible!"

After saying that, Allen didn't want to eat the remaining fried cod anymore. He was so angry that he was ready to go back to vent his anger.

Before leaving the study room, Allen paused and suddenly remembered something and said: "How is the formation of the film and television company going? We don't have much time left."

"This. It's almost ready next week. Master, I will inform the guests from the island country in advance next week and invite them to come and talk with you in detail. Do you think that's okay?"

"Next week"

Allen thought about it for a while. Although the speed of doing things was a bit slow, it involved a lot of areas, so it was acceptable.

"Okay, then you make the arrangements, I'll go back and rest for a while!"

"Okay, Master, please walk slowly."

Hu Te picked up his notebook and followed Allen. He would not stay alone in this study when Allen was not around.