After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

Hearing what the professor said.

K was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the professor, who always refused to admit defeat, would actually say such words.

Admit defeat, give up, get old.

These words, which he had never even thought would appear in the professor's words, were actually spoken by the professor himself.

After coming back to his senses.

K looked at the things on the coffee table. In addition to the bank card, there was also a stack of new identity documents.

Based on the portrait on the ID, it can be clearly determined that...it is the second identity prepared by the professor.

With these documents and a little disguise, the professor would be able to leave New York with ease.

But K didn't know why the professor didn't choose to leave since he had prepared a new identity.

However, the professor actually persuaded me to leave and took away the anonymous bank card he had prepared for me.

K was silent, still a little confused.

After several seconds, he continued in a hoarse and low voice.

"teacher."

"I have no intention of leaving alone, even though everyone else has had problems and there are only two of us left in the entire organization. We can't continue with our previous plans and actions."

"But as long as you have the idea, our classmates can rebuild another poker organization. Isn't this the most important thing?"

"Rebuilding a poker organization, having a new family, and working towards a goal together."

"Teacher, I have devoted my whole self to the poker organization. Every little guy who died before was my most valued family member."

"Under these circumstances, I couldn't escape alone. All I wanted to do now was... rebuild the entire poker organization, which was the purpose of my escape from the Port of New York."

It is clear.

This is what K really thinks.

He values ​​his family very much and has already regarded every member of the previous poker organization as his family.

Now that this has happened, he has never thought of escaping. Even if he cannot avenge the dead members, he must at least rebuild a new poker organization.

This was his meaning, this was the meaning of his return from New York Harbor.

Instead, he took away the only chance of survival in New York Harbor just to witness the death of Q, Number 7 and others.

If after returning from the Port of New York there is nothing I can do but run away.

K couldn't forgive himself, and even felt that... he should have died early in New York Harbor.

Because Su Ming's target this time was originally him. If it weren't for him, that group of people would never have come to the United States for cross-border arrest.

After hearing K's words, the professor looked at K's trembling eyes and slightly red eye sockets, sighed again, stroked the Bible in his hand, and said meaningfully.

"K."

"You are the one with the best criminal talent among all the members, perhaps even better than Rainey and Riley."

"So, you still have a chance, and if you want to rebuild your poker organization, you should... leave New York earlier and choose a better opportunity."

"As for me, I have been preparing for this poker organization for more than 30 years, starting from the moment I adopted Rainey."

"But now, it has failed. All the preparations and arrangements I made have failed and are meaningless."

"I just thought about leaving. As long as I leave New York, this fire won't burn me, and the core of the poker organization will still be there."

“But...can I really still be the core and continue to be the founder?”

Speaking of it.

The professor paused for two seconds, staring at the Bible in his hand, and spoke calmly but sadly.

“No matter how much I read the Bible, I can’t become God.”

"So, I will get old too. I can no longer prepare for a plan or an ambition for thirty years."

"This time I gave everything. This was the best opportunity, but I failed."

"For me, it would be better to live out my last days as an ordinary old man than to flee New York and not be able to continue to realize my ambitions."

"It's better to let go early and end this failed life early."

"I prepared for so many years, but failed because of a little Dragon Country policeman. I don't know what to say, whether I should regret it or feel pain."

"Perhaps it's just that the easy successes I've experienced in the past have made me too relaxed. If I had given in to the Morgan Consortium from the beginning, perhaps there wouldn't have been any trouble later."

"But now, it's over."

"Of course, not only is this over, but our poker organization is over as well."

"You know what, K."

"I hope you can leave here as soon as possible, at least leaving us with some hope."

no doubt.

The professor's discomfort and pain now are not much less than K's.

This entire poker organization is the result of his hard work for more than 30 years and the vehicle for his ambitions.

If it weren't for this accident, perhaps it wouldn't be long before the other little guys grew up and most of the gray industries in the United States would be in his hands.

But now...it's all over.

After the professor finished speaking, he stopped talking and quietly flipped through the Bible.

In K's sight.

The professor's back, which had been straight at first, was now slightly hunched, just like those of an ordinary old man.

The failure of a plan that had been prepared for more than 30 years was a bigger blow to the professor than he had imagined.

K fell silent.

Not knowing what to say, he forced himself to speak.

"Teacher, there is still a chance."

"Maybe Riley and Rennie can get rid of that dog Su Ming."

"As long as Su Ming dies, the current threat will be gone. We don't need to escape, and we can even rebuild the poker organization."

"No matter what, I can't leave New York alone. I am part of the poker organization and I am a member of this family."

"I would rather die than flee New York at a time like this."

"So, since there's no news about Reni yet, we still have a chance, right, teacher?"

The professor glanced at K, whose eyes were red, and said nothing more to persuade him.

He also understood K's character, so he could only sigh, continue to lower his head, and began to quietly read the Bible.

Any chance?

Maybe there is still a chance...