shadow striker

"Hello, is this Ms. Monica?"

"I'm."

"I'm the head coach of the Turin team, Delo. I'm sorry to bother you. It's just that your husband was in an abnormal mood during training these two days. I can't guess what happened to him. You should know this situation It has never appeared since I coached him. So I want to ask you for help. Do you know why he is so abnormal?"

This call from Dro made Monica, who had just received a voice message from her husband saying that she would not be home for dinner tonight, feel uneasy.

This is not a sensitive woman, but she can clearly feel that something is wrong with her husband in the past two days.

Although this family-friendly man was pretending to be himself, he would lose his mind even when talking to his wife during dinner time, and even fell into deep thought, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

Aubrey's wife recalled carefully, and finally...a detail aroused her suspicion.

She remembered that just two days ago, a phone call woke her and her husband from their sleep.

But then, when she asked about her husband the next morning, Aubrey's expression became obviously stiff, and then told her that there was no such thing, and that it might just be a dream of her own.

At that time, Aubrey's wife didn't suspect anything, but thinking about it now, she felt that something was wrong.

Looking at the darkening sky outside the window, Aubrey's wife immediately changed into a set of clothes for going out, and then rushed out of the house.She dialed her husband's number, but the phone operator told her that the other party's number had been turned off.

So the woman who had just driven her private car out of the parking space paused, but after a moment of hesitation, she drove to the banks of the Po River, a place that Aubrey would go to whenever he felt a lot of pressure. The place.

In the end, the woman found her husband on a bench by the river. When she called out Aubrey's name, the German goalkeeper turned his head vigilantly and looked at him in disbelief. own wife.

"Honey, is that the phone call from that night? What happened? Your head coach called me and asked me if anything weird happened lately."

"No, it's not, don't worry. I just... just feel a little stressed before the game."

When Aubrey said this, his wife just looked into his eyes like that, and looked at him for a long time. The long stare almost made Aubrey dare not face the tender eyes again. Worried about his eyes again, he moved his eyes away very stiffly, trying to keep looking at the Po River in front of him.

But what the woman said next made it impossible for Aubrey to continue pretending, and he could no longer just carry such a terrible secret alone.

"As you said, when you got married, you put your hand on the Bible and said that you would not lie to me after marriage, nor would you lie to me."

Almost when Monica said this, Aubrey hugged his wife, and after trying several times, he said with difficulty: "I just don't want you to fall into that nightmare .I want to protect you."

Aubrey then confessed to his wife about threatening phone calls about gambling.

And, of course Monica, who watched the news with Aubrey that night, knew... that the shooting predicted on the phone had finally come true.

The newlyweds just sat together in silence.

Until a long time passed, until it was completely dark, Monica finally said this sentence:

"Let's go to the police together, honey."

The wife's words made Aubrey turn his head suddenly, and saw this gentle woman choked up but still showed him an encouraging smile.

"Let's go to the police together, before you do anything irreparable because of their threats."

"Monica..."

"I know what I'm talking about, my dear. You should know that there can be a first such threat, and there will be a second and a third. Then you will be as guilty as they are, and no one will be able to Save you, and we're not really safe."

Yes, what this woman said is true.

It's not that Aubrey accepts the threat from the other party, and his family will definitely be safe.

And what awaits him is only an abyss that cannot be rescued.

Aubrey used his fingers to straighten his wife's hair that was blown by the wind, and then kissed his wife's forehead, which held the other's hand, comforted her more, and said softly:

"I'm sorry for bothering you."

"Don't feel sorry for me, I'm proud to have a husband like you."

That night, Aubrey didn't rush to call the police.He couldn't confirm whether he was being watched by someone now.So he went home with his wife first, and went to the training base as usual the next morning.But this time, he found his head coach and told the other side that he hoped to meet with the club's manager secretly in the presence of the head coach.

Aubrey's solemn attitude and the abnormality of the past two days immediately aroused Delo's vigilance. He made a call to invite the club manager to come to the training base to "inspect the players' training", and then let the club manager and Aubrey come to him successively. office.

In this way, Aubrey gave an extremely complete account of the threats he had received.

"I wanted to call the police directly, but I was not sure if I was already under surveillance by the other party. I was afraid that such an alarm might alert the other party, and I finally chose to do it before the police sent people to protect my family. I hope The club can help me because they have more threats than me."

This is in the semi-final of the Champions League

before the second round.

The occurrence of such a thing... can really be said to be shocking.

After listening to Aubrey's narration, the club manager looked at Dro, and then said: "This is a big event. I hope that no more people will know about it from now on. One more No. Now, I will ask Mr. Carl for instructions!"

Ten minutes later, Karl, the owner of the Torino team, knew about it.He closed his eyes and fell into thought after hanging up the phone.He began to think about who might have done it.He quickly made a mental list of those who would benefit if Torino ended up losing to Real Madrid in the semi-final.

Almost half an hour later, Carl's mobile phone displayed a caller ID from an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a moment, Carl picked up the phone, but heard an unexpected voice.

It was Allen.

"I think you must be surprised why I called you and how I got your number. In fact, because of a very urgent and dangerous matter, Yihuang Baby finally gave me your phone number .Maybe you should know that you are probably one step closer to poverty?"

"What do you know?"

It's hard to imagine that until this moment, Carl's voice was so calm, without a trace of panic, let alone any tremors.

Allen: "Maybe some people really don't want the Torino team to advance to the final of the European Champions Cup."

Karl: "In this world, there will be many people who don't want Torino to advance to the final of the European Champions Cup."

Allen: "Then guess which side I'm on?"

Carl: "That depends on the drive of profit."

Carl's answer made Allen laugh out loud, and then the central European nobleman said in an extremely dangerous voice: "You really... are not likable at all."

To this sentence, Carl gave this answer: "I thought you knew about this a long time ago."

Unexpectedly, Allen was not irritated, but laughed lowly, and the laughter became louder and louder.After that continuous, weird laughter, Allen spoke again:

"Do you know, my former subordinate received a mission not long ago, I think you will be very interested in the content of this mission."

"Spy on my players?"

"No, spy on an old couple living in Beckum, Germany, and kidnap the poor old couple if they ask. Sometimes people in this business shouldn't know too much, but at least they need to know I got to know the target of my mission. Then, I found out that the old couple had a son named Aubrey, who played for the Serie A Turin team..."

The message Allen revealed made Carl take a deep breath, and then said, "What do you want from me?"

Carl's question was met with another rhetorical question from Allen: "So, what do you want to know from me now?"

This time, it was Carl who smiled, "Maybe I can understand that this time... you are on Turin's side?"

He didn't say that the other side was on his side, but just said the word "Turin".

Allen didn't continue the guessing game with Carl, but said frankly: "Maybe you can feel that although I don't see you many times, I don't have any positive and positive feelings for you."

Carl: "Yes, I've always known."

Allen: "That's because the two of us are very similar, but I really hate your high and clean look. You make me feel very hypocritical. Obviously, you are as rebellious as I am in your bones."

Carl: "I'm surprised that you would say such a compliment to me."

Obviously the words spoken by the two of them are not commendatory, but the atmosphere of this phone call is not that bad.

After a moment of silence, Allen said these words again:

"But anyway, the ones you did four years ago are very good. Compared with you, I hate those guys in big families who are self-righteous and only weave conspiracy secretly. I think I may have some kind of disease, but I just can't see it Those old guys have such a good life. Always think they can control everything."

Just that one sentence made Karl understand everything in an instant.

"Thank you for telling me this." The Jewish-American Chen Ken said thank you to the other party.But the Czech on the other end of the phone obviously didn't just want to talk to him.

"How about a deal? I'm in charge of protecting your players, and you...you tell me that as the mystery unfolds, without reservation. About...why your aunt tried five years ago Letting you lose all your cash flow, and why, your uncle will do it himself five years from now, hoping you'll be penniless. My hunch is that the answer... will be interesting. I'm looking forward to it."