[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Mr. Elegant Landmallock

"But it's a pity...but it's a pity..." Ms. Mark muttered to herself, the light in her eyes gradually disappearing, "It's all caused by the damn whore (me). If she hadn't been born How wonderful it would be, how wonderful it would be..." How wonderful it would be if the person who gave birth to her wasn't me.

Dominic looked at Ms. Mark with gentle eyes. There was neither sympathy nor contempt in his eyes, but only peace and tranquility, just like an elder listening to a child quietly telling his distress and pain.He often doesn't need to make any comments, just watching and listening so quietly can bring unimaginable relief to the speaker.

After Ms. Mark told her heart, her mood improved a little. She calmed down slowly, pulled out the key on her neck and handed it to them, and gestured sideways to a locked door behind her, in a daze He looked at the door and said, "That room belongs to my daughter, and I have locked that room since she left. I originally hoped that if one day... one day she couldn't stand that kind of life and had nowhere to go, this place would still be here. To have a home for her."

But she never waited for that day. When she found out that she could no longer contact her daughter two years ago, she tried to look for it. Unfortunately, no one had any news.They didn't care at all, and they didn't care at all. Even the temporary residence assigned to their daughter was completely taken away on the third day when the daughter didn't go to work, and even lost all her things.

In fact, this is why BAU came to visit their relatives instead of searching their homes.They were all young when they died, which also means that they did not leave enough savings to buy a house, and the result of living in the dormitory provided by the 'unit' is that the unit will take them out shortly after they leave without any news. Take all their things.That's why there were five dead people who didn't even keep a single residence, and even one or two former roommates seemed to be avoiding them, and they didn't want to say anything at all.

JJ hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and solemnly took the key from Ms. Mark, and then thanked him sincerely.

The three opened the door and walked in, but Ms. Mark just turned her back and stood quietly in the center of the living room.Everything in this room was covered with a layer of cloth, and Aaron reached out and touched the dust on the cloth, "It should have been covered more than two years ago."

JJ lifted a cloth and looked down, "The things here are very clean. It seems that after Brightman left, Ms. Mark is still tidying up things. But there is only one room here, so who is Ms. Mark?" Where? On the couch?"

"Sleeping on the sofa is not what an elegant lady should do." Dominic said as he casually walked to the suspected bed, squatted down and didn't care about the dust on his haute couture three-piece suit .He put the cane aside, stretched out his hand and lifted the cloth sheet, then lifted a layer of padding, stretched out his hand and immediately groped around, "Didn't you notice that there is a package next to the two boxes?"

The package was simply covered by the bed sheet, which felt very rushed and messy. It looked very abrupt and seemed not at all in line with Ms. Mark's pursuit of 'elegant and noble life'. After hearing Dominique's words, JJ realized that the placement of the two boxes could just make a small single bed, and the thing wrapped by the sheet should be a quilt that was rolled up in a hurry.

There was a trace of sadness in JJ's eyes, and he murmured, "Is she willing to sleep on that narrow box rather than live in this room?"

Aaron lifted a piece of cloth, and there was a simple small cabinet underneath. Following Dominique's example, he mainly groped for the interlayer and gaps in the middle, and he found a stack of letters and an envelope. He opened it and looked at it. There was a flash of sadness, "Maybe she is just dreaming that one day her daughter will come back."

But she knew in her heart that this was impossible, so she couldn't clean up her daughter's room, so she could only cover it with a cloth.

At this time, Dominic finally took out a crude notebook from under the bed, and the two looked at each other, and read it together.JJ, who had nothing to gain, paused, and chose to go silently.

Everyone looked at the notebook first. The handwriting in the notebook was a little childish but very neat and delicate, but the content inside was full of despair. It contained all kinds of school violence she suffered when she was a student.The exclusion of classmates, the beating and scolding of school bullies, the ignorance of teachers, everyone is laughing at her for having a prostitute who "wanted to use her son to squeeze out the main palace but because she is a daughter, she didn't get anything and was driven to the slums"| female mother.

It is full of all kinds of school violence incidents that JJ can't even imagine. If he didn't know that this is just a girl's diary, JJ would even suspect that this is a record book of school violence incidents.But every few incidents, whenever the girl feels hopeless in life, there will be a few more descriptions about her mother.

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April 1

Today they hit me again.It really hurts, but fortunately the teacher warned them that it would be bad for the school if the wound was found in the exposed place, so they all hit me under my clothes.

In fact, I am very grateful to the teacher for saying this, because if my mother finds out, she will be so sad.Mom has suffered enough, and I don't want to cause her any more trouble.

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April 3

Today they burned a sentence on my body with a cigarette butt, because it hurt so much, I couldn't help but move and they burned crookedly.They were so angry, they slapped me hard.

I fell to the ground and my mind went blank.I can't see, I'm so scared... I'm so afraid what if my mother finds out that I can't see, she will know everything I have suffered...

Great, just after a while I'll be fine.Those people didn't react at all, and after seeing that I had recovered, they ordered me to stand up again.

I will definitely not move this time...

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April 4

They are laughing at my mother today, they say she is the most disgusting person in the world, the most despicable person...

I don't know if what they said is true, but she is obviously the best person in the world...she is also the best mother in the world.I know her love for me is absolutely true.That's enough, that's enough for me to ignore everything else.

So what if she's a prostitute?Even when we needed money, my mother never stole, robbed, or lied to anyone, and she never even borrowed or begged for a penny from others.I know she is tired, and I know she hates herself.I have seen her frantically wiping the stains on her body in the bathroom secretly, but why does mother despise herself?She is so beautiful and clean.

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April 5

Today I was slapped by an angry teacher who failed his professional title evaluation... Oops, I was found out by my mother.She was very angry and wanted to trouble the teacher. I hugged her and lied that the teacher was too angry because I slept in class.

But my mother was still very angry, but she still didn't go to the teacher, but hugged me sadly.

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April 6

Sure enough, I still prefer those classmates to hit me. Although their strikes are more serious, at least they will not leave a very clear mark.But I found a good way. Next time the teacher hit me again, I would deliberately hit the wall and swell all the places where the palm prints were, so that my mother couldn't see it.

The teacher found out about it.He was so happy that he hit me more often now.But it doesn't matter, as long as mom doesn't know...

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April 8

I overheard other people today complaining about their moms using them as dumpsters.It makes me so happy because I know I have a treasure that none of them have.She is really much better than other people's parents I overheard, she will clean up all the filth before she comes to see me, whether it is physically or mentally, she always seems so happy , so optimistic, it seems that it is always so elegant and so proud.

Mom is the only light in my life, and I'm so glad you can be my mom.If that's the price I've been through, then I think it's really the best deal in the world.

April 8

Today they are very angry.They said they hated the way I looked at them, that if I dared to look up in the future they would gouge out my eyes... It's terrible, it's terrible, I don't understand why they say that.I know they mean it...

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April 10

I saw my mom sell her last piece of jewelry today, the emerald necklace she wore in the picture.I know she really, really loves it, but mom was sick the other day so couldn't work.And the school is urging to pay the so-called living expenses.But I overheard the teacher talking to the principal, it's just that they want to travel abroad but have no money...

I went to beg the teacher and the principal, and I kowtowed to them, hoping that they would have a few days of grace, but they kicked me, and even said that if they couldn't pay the tuition fees, they should leave immediately.I ran away quickly, and I didn't dare to let my mother know that I was actually having a bad time at school.

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April 8

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry (a piece of paper full of big and small sorry).

The second page:

Mom is really, really sorry.It's all because of me, it's all because of me, why my existence is not only adding trouble to you, but also ruining your life (crying face).

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April 10

Would it be fine if I didn't exist, wouldn't it be fine if I didn't exist... (repetition of countless sentences)

Mom, I swear that I will let you live a prosperous life in the future. '

The diary ends here, but according to the description, Brightman should be just a junior high school student at that time.They both know the bullying doesn't end with her going to high school or college, she's just off the record because she's appointed or accepted.

As parents, JJ and Aaron only felt more heartbroken and unbearable watching these descriptions.

Compared with other victims of school violence, Brightman can be said to be lucky, because her family brought her at least hope, happiness, and the only harbor.But she was unlucky, because this only harbor made her dare not resist and escape, and even helped those criminals hide their crimes.

"I don't understand..." JJ murmured, but she was still masochistically flipping through Brightman's notes bit by bit, wondering why this child was so strong.

She seems to have endured all the pain and darkness in this world, but she still hasn't collapsed or despaired.She is the most powerful person she has ever seen, she can resist all of these only by relying on her love for her mother...

"Jenny?" Dominic frowned and looked at JJ worriedly.

JJ looked up and gave Dominique a reassuring smile, "I'm fine. Arnie, I'm just..."

JJ's eyes dimmed, "I just can't understand even after seeing so much." I can't understand why human beings can hurt human beings so unscrupulously, and I can't understand why so many children can hurt one child so unscrupulously.

JJ shook his head, regained his energy and looked at Dominic and asked, "Speaking of which, Arnie, how did you know that the diary would be hidden under the bed by Brightman?"

Dominic hesitated for a moment and exchanged glances with Aaron. He knew that Aaron should have discovered that too.

Aaron paused, sighed and explained, "We saw a diary when we were outside."

"Diary?" JJ was taken aback for a moment, then understood, and his face became even more ugly.

Aaron nodded, "That diary is very delicate and beautiful, very much in line with the aesthetics of a little girl living a happy life."

Dominique, "And that diary was the only one that was taken out and placed outside, with obvious signs of being turned over frequently."

Aaron's eyes darkened. He is a good father and determined to be a good father, so he is actually very concerned about cases and cases in this area on weekdays, "That should be written by Brightman to her mother. Diary, if nothing else happens, it should contain all kinds of 'happy' campus life."

Dominique naturally took the materials that Aaron had dug out and read them, "That's why Ms. Mark was even more confused and angrier because in her eyes her daughter was so 'happy and happy', so why did she come back? , want to become a police officer?"

Dominic looked at the letters and opened the envelope. Inside was a stack of materials. He looked at it as if nothing happened, and opened it for the two of them to read.

Those data show that after graduating from university, Brightman did not find a decent, easy job with decent wages as Ms. Mark imagined.Her identity from the slums and Ms. Mark's identity as a prostitute still affect her life. She can only work as a salesperson and a porter as a college student. Give Ms. Mark the illusion of maintaining that 'decent' job.

But she found that this was not enough. The money she had saved with all her might could only maintain her and her mother's basic life, and it could not fulfill the promise she made at the beginning that she hoped that her mother would be happy.In addition, someone maliciously spread her background repeatedly, so she could only be fired and changed jobs constantly. In the end, the job changed worse and worse, and the salary became lower and lower, and then she finally made up her mind to resign and return to work. The family becomes a prostitute|whore.

Dominic frowns slightly and flips through these documents, secretly thinking that these seem to be of no use to the case...

Aaron flipped through the pages, looked up at the two of them and said, "Brightman is a very cautious person due to her childhood experience, and she must be particularly sensitive to other people's malice. This means that the murderer took her away or approached her. There was no malice at the time. She should not be forced, she is very cautious and will definitely leave some traces if forced."

Dominic: "..."

JJ nodded, "I don't think they are clients. In such a dangerous place, they must have their own set of rules to prevent those murderers who maliciously target prostitutes. If they are clients, it is impossible to leave no trace."

Aaron, "Then the murderer should have a car of his own. Only in this way can he follow Brightman away when he doesn't notice the maliciousness, but it's too late when he notices it. It can make the victim take the initiative got into his car, and was taken away by him without realizing it..."

Aaron and JJ looked at each other, and said in a firm tone, "Taxi driver."

Dominique, "..."

Aaron looked at Dominic, who had been staring at him with complicated eyes, "Is there a service like car-hailing here?"

Dominic shook his head slowly, "No."

JJ secretly glanced at Dominic whose eyes were shining, and opened his mouth hesitantly as if he wanted to say something, but he still closed his mouth silently as if he didn't see it.Yes, in the eyes of Aaron, those eyes are complicated, but in the eyes of JJ, who is familiar with her grandfather, she knows that it is a kind of radiant and appreciative eyes. She knew that her grandfather actually admired such a smart person since she was a child. , Of course, that kind of smartness does not simply refer to high IQ, but the kind of talent with double highs.

JJ secretly glanced at his supervisor again, and had to say that his supervisor was indeed a genius in terms of appearance, sense of responsibility, IQ, and EQ.

This is also what shocked Dominic. In fact, in the TV series, Aaron is more capable of commanding, ordering, dispatching, and powerful force. In terms of reasoning and investigation, he gives more to Morgan and David. .But you must know that he started as an ordinary detective, and he can stand out among the detectives to become a supervisor, so how could his intelligence and reasoning ability not be strong.

In fact, if it wasn't for the specific situation of Dominic this time, and it was JJ, who is more inclined to communication and diplomacy, he would not have started to write and analyze.But Aaron didn't know it at this time, and it was precisely because of his decision that he hated going to work so much that Dominic, who had already decided to find an excuse to leave after investigating this matter, decided to stay for a while.

Several people decided to leave after investigating. Before leaving, Dominic paused and reached out to take all the materials away. JJ looked complicated, she knew that this did not comply with the FBI's regulations.But deep down in her heart, she knew that if she didn't take these away and let Ms. Mark discover these, then that poor woman would definitely collapse.

In fact, this is another very puzzling thing in this world. Bad people never suffer because of the hurt and pain they inflict on their victims, but those who love their victims will suffer because of their love. Those who bear more pain and collapse in despair.

Aaron looked at Dominic silently, and Dominic looked back at him calmly.

Aaron turned his head silently, "You are not a member of BAU."

A smile flashed in Dominic's eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Yes, sir. You are not my officer either."

JJ looked at the backs of these two people behind them and listened to this riddle-like conversation, couldn't help but tilted his head, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

One of these two is a serious FBI agent, and the other is a proud and elegant nobleman. You can't say that they are awkward together, but you can't say that they are very suitable together.They are like two parallel lines, neither intersecting nor diverging.They should be strangers and they should be like strangers, but now the backs of these two people walking side by side seem to be so harmonious for some reason.

The three of them went out and JJ locked the door carefully. Ms. Mark finally relaxed and looked back at them.Although she still maintained her composure, the three of them could see her nervousness.

Ms. Mark raised her head slightly, "So... have you found any clues?"

The three looked at each other and shook their heads slightly, JJ looked at Ms. Mark with an apologetic face and was about to apologize.

Ms. Mark directly raised her hand to stop her, sighed with a look of disappointment and relief, and said, "Well...then you can leave."

The three had no choice but to leave, but just as the three turned around to go out, Ms. Mark suddenly stopped them, "Wait...sir, I want to ask who is really Brightman?" Is the person who was cruelly dismembered and buried in the soil for more than two years really her daughter?

Aaron didn't move yet, but Dominic turned around and looked at Ms. Mark seriously and said, "After investigation, comparison and analysis, the gene of the corpse matches your daughter's gene."

JJ looked at Ms. Mark worriedly, but Ms. Mark did not show the expression of despair and collapse as she thought, but looked at Dominic with complicated eyes and seemed to be looking at someone else through him... After a long time He just sighed meaningfully and said, "Really..."

She noticed JJ's unexpected expression, gave a rare smile, and said, "Why, little girl, do you think my sister can't bear it? Sister, I really don't want to accept the fact that Aman died, but it doesn't mean I can't accept it? Can Living in this kind of ghostly city, being able to live in such a ghostly place without going crazy. Sister, my ability to bear is much stronger than you imagine...

It’s just a pity for my Aman, maybe it would be nice if I wasn’t a jerk…”

"I think..." JJ looked at Ms. Mark's lost look and couldn't help shouting. When Ms. Mark looked at her, she paused before continuing, "I don't think your daughter actually hates prostitutes| this profession."

Ms. Mark frowned, "What are you talking about..."

JJ looked at Ms. Mark and said seriously, "You know what? Your daughter is very much like you."

Ms. Mark looked at JJ blankly, and JJ pointed to the photo on the table and said, "Your daughter is really similar to you." The same long golden curly hair, the same red dress, and the same green necklace.

JJ, "But besides that haughty and elegant temperament, your daughter also has a strong self-confidence."

Ms. Mark repeated the last two words foolishly, with an expression of obvious confusion and disbelief, "Confidence...?" What is she talking about?What confidence?Is she really referring to her own Oman who dare not look up at other people, but only obsessively likes to hide in the corner?

Dominique looked down at Ms. Mark slightly, "Yes, it is self-confidence. She is proud of her identity, she is proud of her appearance. Ma'am, your daughter is very proud of being a mother. Woolen cloth."

Even though that profession is something that Ms. Mark herself despises, the child who has been tortured likes this profession sincerely.In other words, she sincerely admires and loves her mother.

Ms. Mark stared blankly at Dominic, her expression blank.Suddenly two tears flowed down her cheeks, followed by unstoppable tears, but Ms. Mark didn't care at all, she just let her eyes blur, she persistently looked at Dominic and asked, "Sir, is she Do you really like me? Am I really... not negligent as a mother?"

Dominic smiled slightly, looking at her tenderly.But there is still no sympathy or pity in it, only a piece of peace and tranquility, "Of course, you are a very good mother. Your daughter loves you deeply, and it is even more possible to have a mother like you And be proud."

"Yes, yes..." Ms. Mark murmured in a low voice, suddenly raised her head and showed a proud and natural smile like the elegant and confident lady in the photo, "That's really great."

Dominic bowed slightly and saluted Ms. Mark, and Ms. Mark returned the salute gracefully when she raised the hem of her skirt.

Ms. Mark got up and looked at Dominic and said seriously, "You know what? I like the look in your eyes." That's why she was so tender to them and even agreed to let them in.Is it because of those words?Those who came here to look for her didn't all have these few similar words.

"Eyes?" Dominic was a little surprised, as if he could often see this word here.

Ms. Mark didn't move her eyes at Dominic, "Yes. The way you look at me is very pure and clean. It's like..."

Ms. Mark looked at the front in a daze, "It's like I'm just an ordinary person."

Of course, what she is referring to here is not only contempt for the profession. In fact, she has lived to this age and has not encountered any people who do not discriminate against the profession of prostitutes, but most of them bring some sympathy, pity or other Category.And those who have nothing will inevitably bring some indifference, because they don't care because they don't care, so they don't feel anything.

But Dominic was different, he was just calm, just respectful.Respect your career, respect your life, respect all your encounters and all choices.Not because of my own happiness, not because of my own excellence, not because of my own life experience, so I judge her life arbitrarily.She likes this look, so she trusts him and is willing to communicate with him, even with those people he brought.

Ms. Mark laughed at herself, "People look at us a lot. Some look at us with admiration, some look at us with contempt, some look at a beast, some envy, and of course there are sympathy, pity, and contempt. But this You can't blame them either. Those biaos have been working for a long time, and they really feel that they are very advanced and look down on others everywhere, and they think they hide well. Everything can be hidden here, only the eyes can see After a long time, no one can hide it."

Before Ms. Mark finished sighing, she saw that the two people on the opposite side seemed to think of something and looked at her in shock. Dominique just moved slightly, and JJ thanked excitedly, "Thank you very much for your help, Ms. Mark! !"

Ms. Mark's face was full of confusion, "Huh? Oh...huh?"

The three of them walked out, preparing to meet up with others to share their findings.Just as they were about to close the door, Ms. Mark suddenly shouted, "Hey, you guys!"

The three of them paused and looked back at her.

A cold light flashed in Ms. Mark's eyes, and she said in a fierce tone, "You must teach that damn dog a lesson."

The three were silent for a while, but they left without saying anything.

The door was closed, and Ms. Mark stood in the middle of the living room expressionlessly, surrounded by silence.After a long time, she seemed to remember something, turned around and was about to rush towards the diary, but her feet were soft and she fell directly to the ground, but she didn't want to support herself, but her movements were just so numb Falling to the ground, even though her head was bleeding, it took a long time for her to react as if she stretched out her hands to support herself and crawled to the sofa to pick up the diary she had read countless times.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly and casually flipped through a page, trying hard to read the content on it,

'January 1

Today they called me to play together again, this time we played a game of jumping stairs.It's a pity that I had too much fun not only forgot the time, but also stained the clothes. I don't know if my mother will mind...

But everyone is really kind to me. Not only did they not discriminate against me because of my identity, but they also took special care of me.I still want to...'

"Tick tock—tick tock—" Ms. Mark looked at and suddenly found a few drops of liquid mixed with blood dripping on the book. She was panicked and wanted to stand up and find something to wipe it off, but before she could stand up, her ankle was bruised. There was a burst of pain, and she fell to the ground again, and the notebook in her hand flew out.

"How can this work, how can this be believed..." Ms. Mark murmured as she struggled to climb towards the diary, but before climbing a few steps, her thin arms lost all strength.

She struggled to scratch the ground with her fingers, her nails were lifted off, and her fingers were dripping with blood, but she still couldn't shake her body a bit.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat Ms.

How many people she saw, how many things she encountered here.How could she not see the deep sympathy, hatred, disbelief, etc. hidden in the girl's eyes after she walked out of the door, she knew that it was not for her, it was for her Oman.In fact, she has seen that look before. After the daughter of a prostitute she knew committed suicide because she couldn't bear the school violence, those policemen who investigated the truth showed such eyes, sympathized with the girl's experience, and hated those who The evil deeds of the perpetrators, I can't believe that there are such cruel things in this world.

But she has already noticed it, hasn't she?The scars, the bullying, the shrinking behavior.There is no difference between her and them, there is no difference...

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The people here called each other to communicate with each other, but they didn't meet at the police station as expected.They were notified that another body had been found.

The crowd drove directly to the scene, but when Aaron and the others rushed over, they found that the scene was already surrounded by people.

Morgan walked towards Aaron and the others with a solemn expression, "Hu Qi, this way."

Aaron frowned and walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

"The person who discovered this time directly took a picture and posted it on Facebook, and as a result, everyone nearby came over..." Gener walked over and said, and couldn't help but glance at JJ. JJ returned a polite smile. Na's face turned red, and his voice became smaller and smaller. The last words were really not much louder than the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Dominic glanced at him with a smile, and Gener shuddered and looked at Aaron, "The corpse of the victim discovered this time has not been completely decomposed, and it seems that he died not long ago."

Aaron looked at him, "Then is there something missing on her?"

Gener shook his head, "They've found everything... and nothing is missing."

Sure enough, Aaron and JJ whispered psychologically.However, they did not speak publicly about their findings.

Aaron glanced at Morgan, and Morgan would leave calmly to inform other people, of course, mainly a certain Ruibao who couldn't stop when he got excited.

"Wang-"

"Wang Wang-"

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Aaron paused and looked around, only to realize that there were quite a few people with dogs in the crowd.If this is simply placed in this huge base, it may be nothing, but who would come out to watch a murder and lead a dog?

Aaron looked around calmly and then joined the rushing David, Morgan and others and walked in together. Gener told people to separate the crowd, showed his police ID to the police standing on the edge, and then Pointing to Aaron and others, he said, "They are professionals sent by the FBI."

But the policeman didn't let them go directly, just looked at them with raised eyebrows, Aaron and the others directly showed their IDs, and then...

They couldn't help but cast a glance at Dominic who also took out his FBI ID.

Dominic is smiling and unafraid, and he is for real!

The policeman frowned slightly, his face full of dissatisfaction, but he still moved sideways to get out of the way, but he didn't make any more moves.Gener sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to pull up the cordon, and let Aaron and others go in.

Dominic stood directly at the end, but when he was about to walk in, he suddenly paused, raised his head and looked towards a certain direction in the crowd with no expression on his face.

Aaron noticed his change, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Dominique retracted his gaze, and returned Aaron with the same smile as before, "Nothing." Just knowing where those lost parts went...