A week later, it was time for Will to be released on bail.

Since Nathan's death, Will has been devastated, squandering his internship as a doctor, drinking, getting into fights, and becoming a regular at the police station.

All these happened during Peng Ziqian's coma for half a year, and by the time she knew it, Will was already in deep trouble.

Fortunately, he didn't waste time. When he was in the trap, he gradually thought about his behavior. He regretted that he couldn't live in such a wasteful life—in Peng Ziqian's opinion, most of this was due to Uncle Nathan's childhood. Successfully taught, even if he fell, Will still did not take the road of drug abuse.

A while ago when she came back to New York, the first thing she did was to help Will apply for bail. The job of the FBI is not difficult to do this, but what surprised her was that someone had already submitted a bail application before her—named Ha Rod Ran.

Sure enough, on the day Will was released on bail, she waited for Harold, who came back with Will, at the Ingnart House, which had been empty for a long time.

Nathan's wife and Peng Ziqian's aunt left New York a month ago. Many things that hadn't been cleaned up were piled up in the house. I made lunch when I came back, and she bought a fish for it.

She wasn't too surprised when she saw Harold, and he didn't seem too surprised to see her, but nodded.

"Fortunately, I have to be well prepared." Peng Ziqian nodded and smiled at Will, then went into the kitchen to prepare food. She and Harold seemed to have the same idea, and there was no conflict between them. about Will.

Peng Ziqian stuffed the packed fish into the pot and put it on the fire to steam. Although this kind of thing only takes 1 minute in the microwave oven, she still felt that this traditional method can make better food, and then she went out, Arriving at Nathan's former study room, there was a lot of things piled up there, and Will was packing things up, and Will wasn't the only one in the room.

"Oh, you're here." Will greeted with a smile when he saw Peng Ziqian coming in.

"What are you going to do next? Finish your doctor's internship?" Will had good grades in college, and Peng Ziqian thought that if there hadn't been Nathan's bad news, maybe he would have been a full-time doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded.

"No, I think it's time for me to stop and think about it. I've never wanted to know my father so much..." Will straightened up and looked at the scattered cardboard boxes, heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Until now he remembered that his father hadn't been able to get out of the shadow "You know, I don't understand his work at all, I get a headache when I look at the computer, but you are different, he likes you very much, maybe you can give I'll talk about it."

For such a request, Peng Ziqian could only nod his head in agreement. What Will said was right, Nathan raised her almost like a daughter, and even part of his will was left to her after his death. .

Harold seemed to be focusing on other things when they were talking, and didn't speak, and then he excused something to leave early and didn't eat. She didn't know what Harold was thinking, but she guessed that his mood would not be Well, they were now standing where their mutual friend had lived, a man who had played different roles in their lives, but whose character had certainly won him all.

In the next few days, Peng Ziqian went to her uncle's house every day. She found something to do for herself and helped Will sort out his uncle's belongings.

Nathan's things are not a lot, which is not commensurate with his net worth as a billionaire. Will and Peng Ziqian sorted it out very quickly. Among them, Will found a small paper in the corner of a box. group.

"What is this?" Will opened it and took a look, then handed it to Peng Ziqian. There was a champagne cork wrapped in the paper ball. Peng Ziqian guessed that it was probably for celebration. She took the paper ball, and then I saw that there was only one line on it: "First day, machine, February 2005, 2."

"February 2005, 2?" Peng Ziqian repeated the date and raised his head in doubt.

"..." Will also shook his head inexplicably, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Do you still remember that Dad shut down his company for 7 years? This time happened to be in the middle of that, I guess it has something to do with his closing Company related, what is themae, an anagram?"

"..." After listening to Will's explanation, Peng Ziqian turned her attention back to the paper. She carefully read every word in every line, and then silently recited several common permutations and combinations in her heart.

Peng Ziqian thinks that she is not as good at solving crossword puzzles as Rhett. She does not have Rhett's super reading ability of 176 words per minute, but she is still somewhat confident in her IQ of [-]. This short sentence is in her mind It had been disassembled and rearranged countless times, but she still couldn't get the result, so she just gave up and shook her head, telling Will that it wasn't an anagram.

"Well, maybe I can ask Uncle Harold."

Although Peng Ziqian doubted whether Will could get the answer he wanted, but she didn't want to spoil Will's interest, so she nodded her head in agreement.

"By the way, do you know Alicia Cowen?" Will asked when he took something back from Peng Ziqian and suddenly remembered something.

"...I don't know, why?"

"She was the only one that came up frequently during those seven years, and she seemed to work for the White House, which I thought you'd have heard of."

"Oh, that's not necessarily true. Although I'm in Washington, the headquarters of the FBI is not next to the White House." Peng Ziqian smiled and explained.

Will is a person who does what he says, so he set off the next day to find out what he wanted to know, but it didn't seem to go well. When Peng Ziqian was doing a physical examination in the hospital, he received a call from Will phone.She ran back to the big house belonging to her in the rich area at a fast speed, and saw Will who was squatting at the door waiting for her.

"What wind brought you here?" Peng Ziqian asked as he opened the door.

"I thought you were at home and wanted to drop by to see." Will raised his eyebrows with a helpless expression.

Letting Will into the room, Peng Ziqian set out to make two cups of coffee, which took her a lot of time, and when she was done, she finally got free and asked, "How is it? Did you get the result you wanted?"

"Uh, the results are always unsatisfactory." Will shook his head, from his expression, Peng Ziqian could see his frustration, and then she heard Will continue to say, "I went to Ellie West Asia, you know that it is not easy to find someone in a place without network communication... But the result... How should I say, let me be a little disappointed? I always thought that Dad was a god-like figure..."

"But you found out that he also made mistakes sometimes." Peng Ziqian said.This answer didn't surprise her, as far as she knew her uncle, if Nathan didn't want others, including his own family, to know something, then he would make full preparations, including excuses—and according to the usual situation, What a person doesn't want his family to know is really for his family's sake. She changed the subject, "So what are your plans next?"

"Oh, I came here today to talk to you about this, and I decided to go to Sudan, where I thought I could really help people."

"Oh, this sentence is quite in the style of my uncle."

"..." Will did not express his joy when he heard Peng Ziqian's praise, but shook his head, "Actually, I always feel that I am still far behind. I don't have a clear goal like yours, and my performance is not good enough... "

"No, no, don't think about it, don't ever think about it." Peng Ziqian almost knew exactly what he wanted to say later, so she interrupted him. If Will decides to go to Sudan to find his ideal, then he needs it most at this time The most important thing is courage—in fact, Peng Ziqian is unwilling to let Will leave New York in his heart. Once he leaves, there will really be nothing in New York, but she can't stop Will from making his own decision.

When Peng Ziqian sent Will away from home, she was still in a heavy mood, so she didn't rush back to the apartment, but went for a walk outside. She walked to the park. Like all parks, there are various facilities here to serve people. , there is a row of tables, chairs and chess boards for chess lovers on the edge of the park. It was not too late, and someone was sitting at the table. Peng Ziqian walked over to find an empty seat and sat down. She began to entertain herself playing chess with herself.

"Oh, this doesn't look like an interesting pastime." Suddenly, the light in front of Peng Ziqian was blocked, and a voice came from above her head, and she looked up to see Harold's face.

"Are you following me?" Peng Ziqian asked instead of answering him.

"Actually, I'm not very good at this." Harold looked around and sat down across from her, then reached out and moved a piece.

"..."

Peng Ziqian did not reject playing chess, on the contrary, she gladly accepted the challenge.

A person's personality can be seen from his chess style. Compared with the pure academic calculation school like Reid, Harold is more like Gordon, steady and experienced, and even more cautious than Gordon.

Half an hour later, Peng Ziqian lost.

She smiled and didn't mean to fight again, "So, do you have any advice, Uncle Harold?"

"Oh, this word is not very pleasant." Harold frowned slightly and replied dissatisfied.

Peng Ziqian shrugged, feeling that he was right.

"Well, our friend Mr. Reese needs some help recently, can you help me?"

"It's not the first time I've heard this." Peng Ziqian shrugged and said without any surprise.

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