[Titanic] Surprise in the bubble

In May 1913, Jack and Bradley boarded a ship bound for England together.

And on the 27th of the same month, I found a world-famous writer - Morgan Robertson.

They found the writer's address in a narrow street in London in a thick fog.

This is all thanks to Lento's friends, Jack and Bradley, who told Lane before they came here that they wanted to come to England to find the writer who wrote the Titanic prophecy.

Originally, Ryan thought it was incredible, but he couldn't believe that these two would actually believe that unreliable news.

However, Jack insisted—"If you don't meet this writer, you must be unwilling. Sean died in this shipwreck. Don't you think we should clarify this matter?"

"How do I find out? It's just a gimmick to recommend a book!" Ryan said sarcastically, and then strode out of the cabinet in the study and threw a book—it turned out to be the book "In vain ".

Jack looked at the book thrown in front of him in surprise, and then looked at Ryan, "I once got this book with some whimsy, but the result-it can only be more disappointing "He took a deep breath and said lonely: "The ending didn't say that there was any way to save this disaster, and even, the technique was clumsy! The writing is terrible! If you don't read it with a purpose, it's almost worse than The text in the textbook is even more boring! There is no interest in attracting victory!"

"Yes, is it?" Jack picked up the book, flipped through it casually, and said, "Well, if you don't mind, give it to me..." He put the book under his arm Next, and then said to Ryan: "But I still have to see him. Only by asking clearly in person can I really give up."

"Yes." Bradley, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, looking at Ryan firmly, "Master, too... will protect Mr. Dawson to get there safely, we, we just want to just asking."

"Ask what? Even if you ask, is it still useful?" Ryan closed his eyes and said angrily, but then he waved his hand at them as if giving up, "Forget it, I don't care anymore, anyway, Sean It's gone, so what can I say?" He paused again, "If I need help, I will try my best, but I can't, I have wronged my brother's love and friends."

He sighed, and let them all out.

But he didn't know that Ryan shut himself in the study at that time, sat on the luxurious boss chair, and looked at the photo of the two brothers on the desk.The mood also fell down again.

They have been together since they were young, and Sean went to Ireland only because he considered his brother's management major and age, and didn't want his summer vacation to be wasted, so he sent him to the branch factory in Ireland as a trainee—because it was the smallest factory , and there are not many jobs, it is most suitable for Sean to carry out preliminary learning and experience.

But he didn't want to, it was because of this that his younger brother died.

Ryan lowered his head, grabbed his hair with both hands, and put his head in the crook of his folded arms-in this life, there will be no decision he regrets more than this!

"Sir, this is here." Britain, who led the way, stopped and said to the two young men behind him: "Mr. Morgan Robertson just moved here three months ago, and he doesn't want anyone to know his address. ... Please don't tell him that you leaked this secret, and you don't mind if he checks out, but you don't like to make your reputation bad, it will affect your future income."

"Understood, thank you." Jack looked at the man and said in embarrassment, seeing him involuntarily touching the two curly mustaches on his lips.

This is Morgan Robert's landlord. Lane's friend happened to be a small detective, and he went all the way to this place before letting Lane hook up the line. He gave the man a lot of money before agreeing to bring them here.

Jack and Bradley looked up at the small three-story attic. It was said that Morgan Robertson lived in the small house on the top floor and rarely went downstairs, and even ordered takeaway for meals.

The British gentleman gave a brief introduction, and then left in a hurry. He stood up the collar of his windbreaker, looked up cautiously, and made it very clear that he didn't want Morgan to see that he was with the two men. together.

Jack and the two of them didn't care either. After he left, they walked into the attic together.

Bradley carried Jack up to the third floor, and then knocked on the only door on this floor.

"Who is it?" Soon, a very hoarse male voice came from inside.

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After leaving the city, I started to wander around in every corner of the world.I didn't intend to go abroad from the very beginning. Although my foreign language is not bad, but in fact, I want to see all the famous mountains and rivers of the motherland first.

I only packed a few clothes and set foot on the journey. With all my savings over the years, although this is not enough for the next half of my life, I thought, a big man will not starve to death so easily outside.

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The door was opened, and the man in the room cautiously peeked out a dirty, bloodshot eye from the crack of the door, looking at Bradley standing outside the door, and Jack on his back.

Jack glanced at him, and then got off Bradley's back, "Hi, may I ask, are you Mr. Robertson?"

"...Morgan Robertson?"

"Yes."

"Why are you looking for him?" The man looked at them vigilantly, and didn't open the door any more.

But Jack took out a book from his backpack, which was "In vain" he got from Ryan, and put it in front of the other party's eyes, "It's about this book——"

"--there's nothing wrong with this book!" He interrupted Jack's words suddenly and violently, and was about to close the door, but Bradley's reaction was very quick, and he immediately pressed his elbow against the door panel, shivering. A face, silently resisting the opponent's movements with pure strength!

Robertson is obviously a very strong man, even though his face looks very haggard, but his strength is not small at all!

Bradley couldn't help but feel difficulty against the door panel, and could only push in bit by bit, but Robertson naturally knew immediately that he had probably encountered two tough opponents, so he opened his voice, intending to yell and throw the police Call, "Help! Come and help! There are two doors to break into!"

The yelling was particularly harsh in the quiet corridor, Jack immediately squeezed forward and covered his mouth, then turned his head vigilantly, and immediately found that a downstairs neighbor had already poked his head over the stairs, surprised look at them!

As soon as he realized that Jack and Bradley had spotted him, he immediately turned around and ran down, muttering in fear.

"Hey! Hey! Wait, wait!" Jack also opened his voice and shouted, even after that, he immediately coughed out of breath, "Yes, I'm sorry...cough cough Cough." He intermittently said to the neighbor who was stopped by him: "You, you don't have any malicious intentions, you are just Mr. Robertson's readers."

"...reader?" The strange look at the two of them made Jack and Bradley immediately realize that this behavior was completely inappropriate for the explanation, and they both took a step back, "Yes, we I just want... I want to discuss the details of the book with Mr. Robertson, we just think... I think this book is quite... good." Jack had to Stopped for a rest, and then continued to explain: "I only came here because of... adoration... I swear, you have no malicious intentions, just because... you are about to die, I just want to meet and appreciate it before I die." After he finished speaking, he covered his heart and lungs in pain, and grabbed Bradley's arm in pain.

Bradley immediately supported him. Seeing his pale face, he took out a large bottle of painkillers and poured out three pills for Jack to swallow.

Both Robertson and the neighbors were shocked by Jack's miserable appearance, so they had to believe the reason just now.So did Robertson, he didn't feel that he had offended such a person, especially, he also felt that he was indeed making a fuss just now.

Recalling carefully, these two probably did not come with any violent tendencies, otherwise they must have attacked him just now. He can see the gun stuck on the waistband of the tall sullen man. When they pushed the door panel just now , the thing accidentally showed a corner, but it was enough for Robertson to understand.

So now, he was not in a hurry to speak. In fact, after the neighbor left, Robertson calmed down even more. He looked at the two standing at his door, especially Jack's uncomfortable look, before turning sideways and opening the door. Opened the door, "...come in."

He didn't say anything more, just took the lead and walked into the house.

Jack and Bradley looked at each other, then walked in and closed the door behind them.

The room is very small, especially messy. Once you enter the room, you will be faced with wine bottles and waste paper balls all over the floor. All the windows have been drawn and the curtains are drawn. There are only a few rays of light in this room, so it is very dim. Instinct Unhappy.

Jack is, since he entered this room, his mood has been involuntarily depressed. This is not because of dislike, but since he got sick, or since Sean left, he doesn't like such a dark place at all. It made him think of those painful emotions...

"Come on, come in quickly." The scruffy man turned his head from a little ahead and led them into the crowded living room.

There are cardboard boxes with open lids everywhere in the living room, and there are many sundries, daily necessities, and crumpled papers that are written in a mess.

Robertson put away the change and cups on the coffee table, leaving behind a mountain of ashtrays and tea stains on the table, and then let them sit on the hair, he took a chair and sat down, pointing to Jack The book in his hand, "So, are you really here for this book?" He added: "Not for the Titanic?"

"Actually, we are more important for the Titanic." Jack took a deep breath and said honestly.Later, it was discovered that Robertson's expression changed immediately, and his face flushed, as if to deceive, or their original purpose wanted to get mad.

So Jack immediately stretched out his palm, made a pause gesture, and at the same time said with difficulty: "Don't worry, we are not here to accuse or question, we are just here to tell the truth."

"...the truth?" He was visibly more defensive.

"Yes, the truth." Jack gasped and couldn't help but leaned on Bradley's arm and said.

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Qinglu: "Master, why don't you let me put my hands in the oven?"

Huang Yaoshi: "Why do you want to bake?"

Qinglu: "After being burned by fire, the apprentice will grow bigger in the coming year!"

Yaoshi Huang: "..."

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Yang Guo glanced at the gold ingot in his hand, then at Qinglu, raised his eyebrows, and thought: What do you mean?

Qinglu: In order to congratulate you on your wedding, here is my congratulatory gift.

Yang Guo held the hand of the gold ingot and squeezed it secretly, there was a faint fingerprint on the gold ingot, his face could not hide his anger.

But Qinglu didn't respond to this, he clasped his fists and said: I have something urgent to hurry, I really can't attend your wedding ceremony, so I'll take my leave first.After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Yang Guo stared at the back of Yuanxing: (╰_╯)#!Qinglu, I will definitely throw this gold ingot in your face, and it will bloom all over your face!

The green road in the distance: Ah Choo!Hey, do I have a cold? (⊙o⊙)?

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