Cinephile hustle

"Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

The moment the green light turned on, Haili stepped on the accelerator, only appearing more restrained and normal.

Along the way, Haley once again showed his knack for silence.

Ian used to think that Hailey had grown up and knew how to hide his thoughts and manipulate others' thoughts better than eight years ago, but at this moment, he was like a child who didn't get candy.

"I know what you're thinking. Feel like a kid who didn't get candy."

Ian didn't speak. This wasn't the first time the other party had guessed his thoughts.

"You know it's not candy I want."

Hailey's expression was calm.

They drove into the tunnel, and the white, cold light fell on Hayley's face like a knife unsheathed.

The car came to the door of Gordon's house, Haili gracefully opened the door, and said lightly: "Get out of the car."

Ian suddenly became unaccustomed to it. Did he feel that his and Haili's roles had been reversed?

"Haley, he's just my son. Everyone has their own life."

Hailey held his pocket and carried Ian on his back, "But you are the whole of my life."

It's not the first time Ian heard Hailey say something like this.

If it was in the past, Ian would laugh it off.But at this moment, Ian began to believe what he said.

"Assuming...I'm just assuming, you really feel like I'm all of your life. Then Evan is also a part of your life."

Haley turned around and looked at Ian with his head tilted, scrutinizing.

"So? I should accept him?"

"No, you're disappointed in Evan. He seems detached and inarticulate, nothing like you."

"Why do you want to be like me?"

"Because you think that raising my flesh and blood to be like you is like me and your traits being perfectly integrated in this child, which is a 'successor' that meets your standards. But obviously, Evan doesn't have Traits cultivated by you."

Haley bowed his head and shrugged his shoulders.He was laughing, although he didn't make a sound, but there was a hint of arrogance.

"Ian, you have improved. You are getting closer to my thinking. Should I be happy or disappointed?"

"All I can say is sorry, I can't control what kind of kid Evan grows up to be."

Haley's index finger knuckles slid across the tip of Ian's nose, "It's okay, maybe I can control it. But, you guessed what I really think, but it's still only 30.00%. I'm still angry, Ian. Not only It's Evan's character that's out of touch with the world. I won't forgive you until you really admit that why."

Ian suddenly felt that their conversation had returned to the original point.

More importantly, if Haley really has that kind of thought about Evan, he must be more vigilant.He knew that Hailey had the ability to influence the thoughts of others.Maybe there's something Haley can do to make Evan more attuned to the world, but again, Ian doesn't want Evan in Haley's world.

Haili stood at the door. Before he raised his hand to knock on the door, a young man opened the door. When he saw Haili for the first time, he paused slightly.

"Are you federal agents?"

"Yes." Hailey smiled, looking gentle and harmless, but Ian couldn't feel the temperature between his lips, "Are you Mr. Gordon's son Hunter?"

Hunter raised his eyebrows, "Yes, it seems that your investigation work is quite detailed. Are you sure you are a federal agent, not a movie star? This is not a boring TV entertainment program, is it?"

"Why do you think so?"

Hunter turned around and glanced at Haili's facial features again, "Your appearance is so outstanding that people will never forget it. Wouldn't such a appearance cause any trouble in the investigation work?"

"Hunter, don't be rude to your guests."

A man with white hair and wearing a dark blue sweater slowly came out of the bedroom, he reached out to Hailey and Ian: "I am the person you are looking for... a member of the FBI The liaison called Jessica said that you want to know about the case from 15 years ago. I want to know, have you found the murderer?"

Mr. Gordon's eyes were full of anticipation.

His son Hunter sighed with a sneer and went upstairs.

Ian waited for Haley to say something.Mr. Gordon is also a survivor, and Ian thought there would be more conversations between him and Haley.But Haili just walked around the house with his pockets in his pocket, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Ian could only take a slight breath, "Mr. Gordon, we have found some clues, but we are not sure if they are related. Therefore, we want to ask you about the case from 15 years ago."

"Okay... as long as there are clues... I can remember everything that happened 15 years ago. I can remember every sentence of my conversation with my wife, every look and expression on her face! I'm really scared, I'm scared If you don't come... maybe I'll suddenly forget them for something..." Mr. Gordon looked very excited.

Ian knew that his wife's death was a heavy blow to him, and it was a shadow that could not be dispelled even at the last moment of his life.

Mr. Gordon sat down on the sofa with Ian, and he told what happened 15 years ago.

It was a night, and Mr. Gordon and his wife were driving to the nearby famous resort town of Huxin.

Because she was worried that her husband would be tired from driving alone, Mrs. Gordon kept chatting with her husband. They chatted happily and laughed constantly along the way.But because he was so happy, Mr. Gordon didn't notice that one of them fell in the middle of the road until they bumped into it.Horrified, Mr. Gordon got out of the car to check on the man's injuries and asked Mrs. Gordon to call.When Mr. Gordon went to feel the pulse of the other party, he felt an electric shock and fainted.When he woke up, he and his wife found themselves in a carriage.The lights were on in the car, and the recording was played on a loop, telling them that if they wanted to survive, they had to survive the eight hours in the car.But the oxygen in the compartment is only enough for one person.So one of them had to kill the other.

"Mr. Gordon, are you sure the murderer's cue was saying 'One of you better kill the other if you're going to survive eight hours'?" Ian asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. I've listened to that recording countless times, even after my wife shot herself...it's still playing on repeat...like a nightmare that never ends! I I've always regretted it...why wasn't I the one who picked up that gun?" Mr. Gordon's hands trembled, and tears glistened in his eyes.

15 years of pain, never left.

Ian took Mr. Gordon's hand, "I'm sorry to make you go through another heart-piercing pain. But... I have to keep asking. What happened after your wife died? How did you What about leaving that compartment?"

"I have been holding my wife's body, I feel her gradually losing breath and the cooling temperature... The guy didn't show up, I didn't have a chance to see the madman, he was breathless due to lack of oxygen, and passed out. I promised My wife, if I can get out of that carriage alive, I must take good care of our children... If it is not because of my promise, I really want to die in it."

"So Mr. Gordon you passed out, didn't you?"

"Yes. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the side of the road. I was penniless, walking along the road, trying to find the whereabouts of my wife... Then, I met the police, they took me Brought it back to the hospital in the city... On the same day, they informed me that... found my wife..."

Mr. Gordon lowered his head and pressed his hands firmly to his eyes.

Ian was not good at comforting people, he only hoped that Haili could say something, but when he turned his head, Haili had disappeared.

This bastard!

Ian almost smashed the table with a punch in his heart.When will this guy's willfulness end?

He could only stay by Mr. Gordon's side, waiting for him to stabilize his emotions before continuing to ask questions later.

At this moment, Haili wandered to the door of Mr. Gordon's son Hunter, and leaned against the door frame to watch the back of Hunter typing on the keyboard.

"If you want to say something, it's best not to be silent. Because silence is the most time-consuming." Hunter said coldly.

Haili touched his nose, and when he turned his face to the side, the smile on his lips was like the gentlest silk, slowly being swept by wisps of sunlight, sliding into the bottom of his heart along his line of sight.

"How do you know I'm at your door?"

"Because the computer screen caught your shadow." Hunter turned around.

Haili shook his head, and came to him step by step, "Not because of the computer screen, but because you have been paying attention to me, from the first moment you opened the door and saw me."

A trace of surprise flashed across Hunter's eyes, but the expression on his face was well controlled, "You are too narcissistic, Mr. Detective."

"It would be hypocritical to deny. Although you entered your own room and sat in front of the computer, you couldn't concentrate on what you were supposed to do. You subconsciously paid attention to me. What did I say to my partner and your father? words, the sound of my footsteps, including me looking down into your eyes. You are easily attracted to beautiful things, aren't you?"

Hunter swallowed slightly, avoiding eye contact with Haley.

Hailey pressed his hands on the armrests of the seat, and Hunter could easily feel his steady breathing.

"I think you're too close to me, Mr. Detective."

"I thought you wanted me to be near you, didn't you, Hunter?"

When Hunter's name overflowed from Haili's lips, it was like split petals, caressing Hunter's heart layer by layer, and the heartbeat that could not be stopped.

"……perhaps you're right……"

"An honest boy is a good boy. So tell me now what it is that makes you not trust your father."

Hunter raised his eyes and met Haili's gaze. He frowned: "What are you talking about? What do I not believe in my father?"

"You don't believe your mother committed suicide, do you? You have always suspected that your father killed her in exchange for a chance of surviving, right?" Hailey's voice was long and steady, as if he had uncovered the truth. What, led Hunter to speak out all the suppressed words in his heart.

"Yes, I don't believe my mother died by suicide. She kept telling me and my sister how much she loved us while she was still alive. If she loved us, wouldn't she want to take care of us herself? Wouldn't she Don't want to watch us grow up? Can she really kill herself so bravely and conceitedly? She's a woman! Could she be stronger than the man downstairs? If he really wanted to stop her... How could she die? Who knows if he killed her? Even if not...he is also a coward, cowardly watching my mother exchange her life for his! "

Hunter raised his face, tears fell from his eyes.

And at this moment, a trembling voice came from outside the door.

"So that's what you've been thinking... right? I'm a coward! I'm a coward! I deserve to die in that car, I'm supposed to be with your mother! I'm supposed to keep my promise to her, I'm She said not even death could separate us..."

At some point, Mr. Gordon was standing outside his son's door.He listened to everything Hunter said word for word.

"Mr. Gordon, Hunter is still young, he just..." Ian had been trying to stop Mr. Gordon just now, but he was always full of desire to explore what was going on in the heart of his closest and most important person.

Just like now, knowing that he will be hurt, Mr. Gordon still can't help but want to hear his son speak his mind.

Hunter was completely stunned, he was stunned for two seconds, and looked hard at Hailey.

"you do this delibrately!"

"Yes, I did it on purpose." Haili smiled and put his hands back into the pockets of his suit.

"Are you so happy to see me hurt my father!"

"Even if I didn't see it, you are hurting him, aren't you? Your attitude towards him and your doubts about him are hurting. And this kind of hurt is accumulating over time. He already knew what you said just now. Hunter, What really hurt him the most is not your attitude towards him and what you said just now, but those dark speculations deep in your heart. When did you learn to let them go, when will you really stop hurting you Father. What really fills you with hatred is not that your father survived instead of your mother. It is that you as a mother's 'little man' could not protect her."

Haley turned to leave.

Hunter sat on the chair blankly, and when he raised his hand to touch his cheek, he realized that he didn't know when tears were streaming down his face.

As soon as he walked out the door, Haili was dragged aside by Ian.Ian's fist was coming at such a speed that Haili could hardly see it clearly, and he stopped Ian's fist in a very dangerous way.

"I know you do it on purpose! You always take pleasure in watching others suffer! Mr. Gordon has endured it for 15 years, and he is almost unable to hold it! Yet you have to give him a fatal blow!"

Ian's voice squeezed through his teeth.

Haley shrugged and laughed.

"Ian, do you know that once a wound festers, it is difficult to heal? To heal, the only way to heal is to wash off the pus and cut off the carrion. This process is very painful, but as long as the rotten parts are removed , there is a chance of healing."

At this moment, Hunter rushed out of the room, shouting loudly: "Dad! Dad!"

And Mr. Gordon had already left the door.His mind may be so pale that he has no intention of distinguishing the traffic lights at the intersection.

Just when he was almost hit by a car, Hunter pulled his father back and hugged him tightly.

"Dad! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know you're not cowardly! I know you didn't mean to watch mommy die! Mommy loves you! Mommy trusts you and thinks you're the only one who can take care of me and my sister! That's why she did that Choose! She knows that people who are alive have to bear more! I know this in my heart, and I feel guilty for not protecting my mother! I blame everything on you to make myself feel better! Dad! I’m sorry! I’m sorry, please forgive me I!"

Hunter hugged his silver-haired father tightly.

Mr. Gordon seemed to wake up, his son's cry was heard in his ears, and the world whizzed away. He stretched out his arms in a daze, and hugged his son.

Hailey folded his arms and looked out the window, while Ian said flatly, "You're very lucky. Not every time you expose the darkest and most painful things, you can break the mirror and get back together."

"Of course I know, like you."

Hailey returned to the living room before Ian could speak. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the instant coffee that Mr. Gordon made for them.

This guy obviously hates instant coffee, but at this moment he showed a look of enjoying it.

Hunter walked back with his father on his arm. Haili smiled and said, "Mr. Gordon, we still have some questions to ask. Are you in a good mood to answer our questions?"

Hunter stood in front of his father and said in a very serious tone: "Detective Russell, if you really want to understand the case 15 years ago, we will fully cooperate. But if you want to hurt me I'll ask you out for the joy of father and family."

Hailey leaned back, with a more obvious smile on his lips, "Look at you, you're only like a son now."

This time, Hunter did not let his father face Hailey and Ian alone, but chose to stay by his side.

"Mr. Gordon, I think there must have been a lot of news media trying to interview you back then, and a lot of people asked you about the situation at that time. Can you tell me, is there anyone who made you feel particularly interested in the events of that year? Or is this person's question unique and different from other people's perspective?" Ian asked.

In the case 15 years ago, the murderer must observe the victim through some means. The murderer's character is extremely paranoid and controlling. He is arrogant and carefully arranges the details of the crime, so he is not satisfied with simply letting go Mr. Gordon came back alive.He will definitely want to understand Mr. Gordon's mood, what Mr. Gordon thinks about the murderer, and he wants to know how much pain he has caused Mr. Gordon.And the reporter is indeed a low-profile identity who can naturally contact the victim.

"A lot of media did interview me back then, and I also had a naive idea, thinking that as long as I made the whole case public, more people would pay attention to it and cause social influence, forcing the police to be more involved in this case... But the result was not satisfactory. I endured the pain and told those reporters all the details I remembered...but not many of them reported the facts, but most of them were storytellers..."

"I understand very well. Since there is nothing noteworthy in the reporter, let's put the reporter aside first. Are there any other friends and neighbors who don't usually communicate with each other but suddenly become concerned about you?" Ian asked again.

Mr Gordon frowned.

Hunter's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said, "I thought of it, Dad! Do you still remember that there was a man who claimed to be a college teacher for his mother? He often came to our house and brought some snacks and toys for my sister and me. .He would often come to chat with you, Dad. Several times when you told him about the case... I saw you crying. What was that person's name? I was too young...I can't remember... ..."

"It's Dr. Megan! He seems to be teaching at Columbia University... My wife is also a graduate of that school, and one of the majors is taught by Dr. Megan. He said my wife is one of his very good students .So when he saw the news, he wanted to come and see us. Dr. Meghan is a nice guy."

"I believe you have never even met this Dr. Megan before this. You think he is a good person, and you accepted him easily when you were most sad. I think he must have something special. Please detail Tell us about this Dr. Megan."

Mr. Gordon frowned and thought for a moment, and then he said: "To be honest, the comfort of my relatives and friends has no effect on me at all. To my ears, they can't empathize with them, and what they say is only sympathy from above. But Dr. Megan is different. He has been emphasizing to me that I should cherish my life, because this life is not only mine, but also my wife's. At the same time, he encouraged me to write down everything at that time, all The details and the process, in case there will be new progress in the case one day."

Ian looked at Haili, who just raised the corners of his lips, and the deep meaning in his smile made people shudder.Ian wished Haley would open his mouth to say something.

Usually in such a situation, if Haley spoke, he would be able to guide Mr. Gordon to say many extremely important but neglected details.It's just that this guy just found something, but he didn't speak.

Ian knew that this guy was taking revenge on him.His cold war and the attitude that it has nothing to do with him now has really affected Ian's mood.

But since Haley made up his mind and refused to speak, he could only continue the investigation in his own way.

"Mr. Gordon, do you still have the notes you made? I will take it back to the bureau to make a photocopy, and I will return the original to you."

"As long as it is helpful to your investigation, I am willing to provide it."

Mr. Gordon went back to the house to find his notes.

After his figure disappeared, his son Hunter said, "Hey, that Dr. Meghan...isn't there any problem? Could it be that he has some purpose for approaching my father?"

"Hunter, calm down first. We won't know anything until after the investigation. Before the investigation has results, we can't jump to judgment. Otherwise, the investigation will go in the wrong direction." Ian comforted Hunter.

Hunter looked into Ian's eyes, slowly calmed down his emotions, and exhaled, "You are really different from Agent Russell."

Ian didn't say anything, because he and Haley were different.

"Oh, what's the difference?" Haili happily propped his chin with one hand, leaning forward slightly to look at Hunter.

This guy is seducing people again.

Although Hunter wanted to turn his face away to avoid staring at Hailey, the man's elegant posture still attracted his attention.

"... Agent Russell, you make people feel flustered, but Agent Connor makes people feel calm and at ease."

"Oh, I knew eight years ago how easy it is for him to make people feel at ease. But for a person like him, the more you trust him and rely on him, the more he has the ability to make you despair."

Hunter froze for a moment, as if he was still thinking about the meaning of Haili's words.

Mr. Gordon came to Ian and Haley with a few thick notebooks in his arms, "That's it."

Ian flipped through it casually, and found that many places in the notes had been added or modified, "Are these details added because you thought of them later?"