Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Manhattan.

Plaza Hotel, banquet hall on the second floor.

Because there were too many uninvited guests today, the hotel manager, after obtaining permission, arranged for the waiters to temporarily remove the round tables that took up a lot of space and replaced them with three rows of rectangular dining tables, and added many more The chairs transformed a carefully prepared luncheon into a semi-buffet luncheon. .

Rows of waiters wearing dark red vests and holding large trays walked into the banquet hall and quickly filled the long dining table with all kinds of delicious food and drinks.

The waiter, who was wearing a crisp suit and bow tie and carrying a small tray, delivered all kinds of drinks to the guests in an orderly manner~

An engagement ceremony belonging to two young people didn't even have a decent engagement ceremony in front of the guests, and it was completely reduced to a large social reception. .

. . .

A corner of the banquet hall.

David slowly let go of the women who were hugging each other, and looked towards the back row of the "auditorium" ~

David Sr. and Sierra's mother both gave their son a thumbs up on their chests, and happily led the Malik sisters to find a table nearby to sit down and rest. .

Sam Rogers, who had just brought them here according to David's instructions, made a reassuring gesture to David, took the initiative to come forward, sat next to old David, and started chatting with him~

David sighed with a sore cheek and looked at the other "audiences" ~

Panaris met his gaze with a slightly apologetic smile on his face. .

David tilted his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze to the direction of Gerald, Carnes, Little Peter and Holm~

Panaris followed his line of sight and glanced at the four of them. He seemed to understand what David meant, nodded slightly, and pulled Elder over.

Giles, Pine, Bloomer, Leslie, and Livlin stood there, their eyes touching David several times, and they all nodded and smiled apologetically. .

David shrugged in a funny way and shook his head. His communication with them was completely silent~

. . .

Waiters in suits and ties brought a variety of carefully made baked desserts to the ladies.

David smiled and asked the women to sit down again and handed another gift for Lilith to Cheryl's husband, Tus, hoping to ask him to help check and modify the details.

After reading it, Tusi was very surprised by the simplified piano music that David took out, and asked curiously: "Have you ever learned to compose music?"

"No~"

"Then this is...?"

"Forehead.."

David scratched his head in embarrassment, leaned closer to Tus and whispered: "I used to like playing guitar, so I taught myself simple notation and a little bit of basic music-related knowledge... I can only be regarded as an amateur~"

Tusi stared at David, opening and closing his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say. .

Cheryl, who was beside him, curiously took the sheet music and looked at it for a few times, and the melody of the first few bars naturally sounded in her mind. .

"..Um?!"

Cheryl gently shook the musical score in her hand, tilted her head and glanced at her husband, who had itchy hands, and asked with a smile: "Would you like to play it for a while?"

"Okay!" Tusi smiled very simply, took the music score, walked to the piano, nodded to David, and began to read the music score very seriously. .

David had three wrinkles on his forehead. .She smiled at Cheryl and asked, "I just wanted to... I didn't want to do it now..."

"Hehe~"

"Did you really write this song?"

"Uh...yeah!"

Cheryl raised her eyebrows and turned to look behind her. Girls and women who had just regained some "sanity" were gathering together, forming a group, eating small desserts, and laughing and joking with each other. . .

The little girl Laura, with a happy smile on her lips, grabbed the hands of Almin and Kylena and didn't let go, and was about to tell some embarrassing things about the two of them. .

Lilith seems to have deliberately drawn Polly, Susan and Cui Yingying into her small circle of "best friends"~

Xina and the little secretary Maggie, who had always been by Tilda Swinton's side, were also arranged by Lilith to be by her side, so that they would not continue to be "left out". .

David followed Cheryl's gaze and looked at the "sisters" who "got along well", and whispered with a hint of relaxation on his lips.

"The family environment I grew up in is completely different from yours~"

"I don't have any brothers or sisters, and I don't have relatives and friends that I see all day long during the holidays..."

"I haven't received much formal education, and my academic performance is average..."

"But my father and mother gave me the best family in the world and the most selfless love!"

David made an invitation gesture to Cheryl, led her to the piano, looked directly into her eyes that showed some surprise and confusion, and whispered.

"Everyone will encounter various kinds of luck or misfortune from childhood to adulthood."

"Just like my childhood playmates, classmates, and friends..."

"Some people grow up under constant pressure from their parents, and the daily family atmosphere is very depressing~"

"They were supposed to have a happy, happy and carefree childhood, but they only had reprimand-like memories left in their memories: to be sensible, to be obedient, to study hard, to be able to endure hardship, etc."

"What...what do you want to say?" Cheryl suddenly raised her hand, interrupted David, and asked.

David gently put his hands on the piano, looked at Tusi who had "no distracting thoughts", slowly put down the musical score in his hand, shook his head slightly and said.

"Since I came to New York, all kinds of unfortunate true stories have happened around me every day."

"If I turn a blind eye to them, I will become just like them, becoming more and more indifferent, insensitive, selfish and unsympathetic."

"This kind of change is not what I want!"

"what should I do?!"

Tusi put his hands on the keys, closed his eyes, and seemed to feel the rhythm and changes of the melody in his mind, gradually sinking into it~

David pursed his lips, stared at Tusi's hands, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued: "My parents taught me many, many things~"

"Although they didn't explain to me clearly what love is!"

"But they used every little thing in their daily life to teach me... what is the love in their hearts~"

"Later, I worked in a bar and met different people who expressed their understanding of love in different ways!"

"It's like... A girl who just came to New York on the street pulled me one night when she was drunk and said: Every ex-boyfriend will say to her when they break up... My favorite Man, it’s you!”

"But these bastards rarely say this when two people are passionately in love..."

"When you love, don't tell..."

"When you don't love and break up, you only say it with regret and apology..."

"why!?"

"Two people who are passionately in love, the gap between their efforts and their gains...how to evaluate them?"

“Is there fairness and unfairness?”

"After breaking up, the two of them will feel... have they fallen in love with the wrong person?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Yes, no..."

"Because in love, it's hard to distinguish... right from wrong, fair or unfair!"

"When it comes time to distinguish right from wrong, the two of them will become enemies..."

"And most people, after a breakup, will choose...to forget!"

At this time~

Tusi's fingers pressed the keys, and a series of pleasant notes spread briskly from his fingertips to the surroundings~

David raised his head with happy memories in his eyes, listened to the music in his ears, and said with a smile on his lips.

"It is happy to the ears of happy people!"

"It is sad in the heart of a sad person..."

"So, I named it "Windy Hill" (Nausicaa of the Wind)!"

"..."

Cheryl frowned slightly, listening to her husband's "Forgetfulness" playing, and she understood a little bit of what David didn't say clearly. .

David raised his right hand and danced his index finger gently in the air. He turned to look at Cheryl and said with a smile: "In our lives, there are many very important things that cannot be shared with others."

"Pale language cannot give people a kind of intuitive, realistic, beautiful or cruel spiritual touch!"

"It's like... we will try all kinds of novel experiences out of curiosity!"

"For example: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, all kinds of flavors; drag racing, skydiving, mountain climbing, deep diving, all kinds of exciting sports that challenge the limits..."

"Love, too!"

"People who have never loved, people who don't know what love is, people who don't know how to love, people who don't know that they love the wrong person, people who don't cherish their love, people who are trying to find people to love... and so on~"

"So, when deliberate suppression fails to bring about a change for the better, we might as well change our thinking, change our approach, and let them go... make love to their heart's content!"

Cheryl crossed her arms in front of her chest, tapped her arms with her fingers, and asked with a smile: "Who told you... that we have to suppress it deliberately?"

"Hehe~"

David smiled and spread his hands, shrugged and said: "Don't let them taste it... When the heat of love slowly subsides, the so-called truest side of love in life..."

"They won't give in!"

"Oh?"

"So...that's why you directed today's scene?"

"No!"

"This is also...the result you most want to see right now, right?"

"Hehe~"

Cheryl turned to look at Laura and Lilith, smiled lightly, and did not answer.

David smiled calmly: "This kind of thing either breaks out in silence, or becomes worse in confrontation."

"Laura's age and personality have already determined her choice... isn't it?"

"..."

Cheryl didn't know how many times she sighed silently today. .

Her eyes swept over Susan, Polly and Cui Yingying, and she pondered for a while before whispering.

"At most... wait until Laura graduates from college!"

"If the time comes, they won't be able to..."

"Ha~"

"Let's talk about the future... Let's talk about it in the future~"

"I'm three years older than Laura, so I can barely be considered the same age as her..."

"What did the outside world experience when our generation was growing up?"

"Rebellious hippies, wars, scandals, various demonstrations, various so-called free speech, etc.~"

"Unprecedented social turmoil in history has accompanied us from ignorance to young people with independent abilities."

"The university, which was once an ivory tower, has long lost its function of isolating outside sounds."

"When I found out that Laura chose Yale instead of Columbia... I was still happy for her choice!"

"In this era, young people have become increasingly unable to withstand the various temptations surrounding them!"

"So, who can guarantee that Laura won't meet someone more attractive to her in college?"

"When the time comes...Lilith, what should we do?"

"Have you thought about it?"

"..."

"Hehe~"

"It's lunch time!"

"Sister, are you hungry?"

"Shall we go have something to eat first?"

"..Hmm~"

Cheryl stared at David for a while, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

But in his heart, he listened to all these words.

As David said~

Neither Columbia nor Yale can stop today's young people from having a strong desire for independence, challenge, excitement and adventure. .

The good intentions of family members who use various means to control them from doing stupid things or stupid things are often seen as shackles trying to restrict, suppress, and control their freedom. .

This kind of rebellion and strong sense of autonomy are fully reflected in Laura, who is still in adolescence. .

That's why she had big fights with her mother Nariya twice. .Making the whole thing even worse. .

"Whoo~"

Cheryl breathed a sigh of relief and watched David walk towards Lilith and others. She walked to her husband Tus' side, sat on the piano bench, emptied her mind, and listened to this simple melody, but with a unique flavor. "WindyHill" of flavor.

----

Plaza Hotel.

In a car across the street.

Harold Stone, head of the FBI's New York branch, held an unfolded map in his hand and listened to Torres' explanation.

"Lekosha and the others led the robbers from here... Turn west on Eighth Avenue into 57th Street, then turn right onto the section of road next to the Hudson River and head north through Hamlin and Blanc. Si District..."

"After they left the city, Lekosha changed to the helicopter that went to support, and followed the cash transport truck driven by the robbers. From here...all the way to the northeast until...here!"

Torres's finger stopped at a place dozens of kilometers away from New York City.

"This place is called Brewer's Post Avenue Shipyard. . ."

"The robbers are here, holding three hostages, and moved most of the belongings in the cash transport truck to a speedboat they had prepared."

"Then they drove the speedboat east along Long Island Sound, here...here...and here...and threw the three hostages into the sea..."

"The helicopter Lekosha was on was lost in order to save three hostages."

"..."

Harold Stone nodded slightly without surprise, pointed at the map with his finger, and asked: "Are all three hostages alive?"

"Forehead.."

"You know, the sea water temperature is too low this season..."

"Two of the three hostages fell into coma after being rescued."

"The other hostage was already... when he was rescued on the helicopter."

Harold Stone stared at the map, followed the direction of the robbers' escape at sea, and asked again.

"Did the coast guard from various places along the way who assisted in the arrest find their speedboat?"

"No~"

Torres pointed at the map and said: "Laikosha and the others last saw the speedboat driven by the robbers on the helicopter heading this way."

"The news from the coast guard is that they are here...here...here...there are no robbers' speedboats~"

"So, they are waiting for your decision ~ Do they want to continue searching at sea?"

"Hehe~"

Harold Stone put down the map in his hand, tilted his head and looked at Torres and asked: "Do you think... they are no longer at sea?"

"Ok!"

Torres's face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were very bright and he nodded: "This group of robbers has a well-planned plan, ruthless attacks, and no sloppiness."

"If they didn't have a plan to escape, they would never choose to escape from the sea in a speedboat with limited fuel!"

"So?" Harold asked again feeling very relieved.

"Um.."

"I guess they must have someone in charge!"

"Even if Lekosha doesn't rescue the hostages, if the robbers can escape from New York, they will definitely escape safely at sea!"

"So... I think we should first check the two fired security guards that the bank manager mentioned~"

"Let's secretly check out all the people who participated in this operation!"

"Oh?"

"Do you suspect...that there is a mole?"

"Yes!" Torres nodded firmly.

"The timing and target chosen by this group of robbers are too coincidental!"

"This has to make me think a lot~"

"Also! In this sudden robbery, between us and the police, no one was seriously injured..."

"The two bombs that the robbers deliberately detonated were just to deter us from resorting to extreme violence~"

"Therefore, among the people involved in this arrest operation, there must be their accomplices who are always paying attention to all arrangements or plans of the police outside."

"Only with such a safe arrangement can the robbers feel at ease inside the bank and blow open the vault door as planned."

"Hehe~"

Harold laughed twice in surprise and patted Torres: "Not bad!"

"Next step, you go inform Kahn Spann, put down the case in hand, and come over to help you find the two security guards to understand the situation~"

"Then tell Lekosha to take over the cash truck abandoned by the robbers, count all the belongings inside, count them, keep them safe, and transport them back as evidence!"

"As for the spy, please don't interfere yet~"

"I will handle this matter myself!"

"Ok!"

Torres received a new mission. He didn’t complain about hardship or tiredness. He simply got out of the car and left~

Harold looked at his walking back, threw away the map, smiled and shook his head.

It's nice to be young!