[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

Mainly my brother is in charge, so..."

"Do you want to live like this for the rest of your life?" Mitchell crossed his feet and lay lazily on the sofa, "Raoul, your recent life is really disappointing. Just got married with Ms. Christina Da'ae, why are you still dancing in the flowers? I'm not talking about you. You really didn't do it properly. You really Haven't thought about what to do with your relationship?"

He froze for a moment, and then he yelled out in surprise, "Doctor Bartley, why are you here? Didn't you go back to London?"

"It's a long story. In short, my regular customers in London have been called by the Lord. I don't want to stay in London anymore. It's really not a suitable place for people to live. Therefore, I I’m wandering around on the mainland again, and after a while, maybe I’ll choose a place to stay and continue to be a doctor. Anyway, the doctor’s license won’t expire.” Mitchell took a sip of champagne and pretended to be a doctor. Casually asked: "Have you encountered a problem with Christina?"

Raoul sighed, drank a whole glass of wine suddenly, and said rather depressedly: "I really don't know if a woman will change so much after being together. Before, she was such a kind and beautiful woman." , Now, she is not what she was before. She is irritable and irritable, and she always has an unusual aggressiveness towards other people. What is wrong with her? Every time I see Christine like this Na, I've been thinking, could it be that the people I met before were all a dream?"

Mitchell patted him on the shoulder understandingly, "It will all pass, but Christina was not like this at all before. Are you really sure that this is only her problem?"

He tentatively asked, which completely aroused Raoul's curiosity, and he immediately put down his glass and listened carefully, "Tell me, Doctor Bartley, I know, you are older than me, your understanding of things The essence is also keenly grasped, why do you think Christina became like this?"

"Speaking of which, I have to ask you a question first, what do women look like to you?" Mitchell changed to a more comfortable sitting position, "In my opinion, women are delicate roses , Christina is pure white roses, they are beautiful, but they need more energy and nutrients to take care of them, otherwise they will wither soon. Are you sure you have given her enough care?"

Mitchell raised his hand to stop him from continuing, "Raoul, think about it for yourself, what Christina has been like all this time, I don't know what you have experienced, but I understand very well, Staying at home is not easy. She is under far more pressure than you can imagine. I remember that Earl Shani has always been honest with Miss Da'ae. Are you sure, she is at home Haven't been treated badly in any way?"

The author has something to say: The third story about the author group:

Male Authors in the Author Group ([-])

As a male author who was tricked into Jinjiang by his female friend, he gave full play to the role of mascot and cute in the group, and Mr. Zhiqian was often offline.

One day, we asked him: Why did he come to Jinjiang?

He said: It was a sad story. He asked his friends where there were more Jiansan stories, and they said Jinjiang, and then he came.It was only after I came here that I realized that Jiansan here is the real Kisan. He just wants to be a handsome man who writes quietly, but here he is molested by a group of rotten girls and becomes a joke.

☆, change a person

He stopped talking about this topic and let Raoul Chany imagine it himself. Human imagination is a terrible thing, and it always produces many wonderful results.Mitchell talked about the next topic very smoothly, "Look at their eyes, it is a precision instrument, who knows who has money and status, Raoul, don't you really think that they are for You have been flattering you, don’t we all understand that what they think is behind the name Raoul Shani, you really don’t know?”

"In my opinion." Mitchell looked into his eyes, and his innermost thoughts were clear, "Except for your brother, the person who treats you most sincerely in this world is Christina Darling Aye, Raoul, if you miss this girl, you will never find such a pure girl again, you have to cherish it, this is the advice of someone who has experienced it. Forget it, don’t continue this kind of topic, we are here today Just relax."

Mitchell filled Raoul's glass with wine, what's his hurry, the seed has been planted, as long as Christina waters it a little, it will grow and sprout, girl who got my message, you Already ready, usher in a new era, step by step towards the nobility.

Raoul was a little groggy, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to go there, to where Christina was now, he hadn't seen her for a long time, since she was sent to the villa in the country, he Just looked at her.Thinking of this, he let the carriage run towards there quickly, suddenly, he wanted to see her face.After all, there is such a deep relationship between them, after all, they still miss each other.

Mitchell followed behind him silently. This was a wonderful performance, how could he miss it?Raoul Chaney, even after all this time, you still don't understand women at all.

From a distance, they saw it. There was a faint light not far away, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night. This could not help but raise a hope that someone is waiting for you. People are often just Such a sensitive animal, a small gesture can make all the difference.

When Raoul saw the light, he couldn't help thinking: "Is it Christina, is she waiting for me, or is it that she has been waiting for me with the light on countless days and nights before?" ?” Thinking of this, his heart jumped even more, Christina, he kept chanting this name in his heart, she occupied the whole ten years of his life, it would be a lie to say that he had no feelings. talk.

Getting closer and closer, the lights were just in front of us, and the carriage stopped. This was really where Christina was.He hurriedly jumped out of the car, ran upstairs quickly, and then stopped in that room.He obviously only came here once, but now he found this place so naturally, he was a little hesitant.

Then, the door opened, and it was Christina. She opened the door a little lonely, and the moment she saw him standing outside the door, her whole body was lit up. She was a little hesitant, very cautiously: "Rau Er, you are here, before you..."

She looked at the handsome man standing opposite her, but felt a little strange for a moment. Is he really the one she has loved for so long? It was the motivation for her to desperately want to escape from the ground, but now it seems that like a dream.Perhaps, it is also a good choice to stay underground with the teacher. The teacher will never lock himself in a prison like this, but what is the use of talking about it now.She retreated inside, gave up a little reason, and said hesitantly: "Raoul, do you want to come in and take a look, there's nothing here..."

Raoul walked into that room, and almost shed tears for a moment. There were two lights in the room near the window, and they illuminated the window brightly. However, the room was empty, except for a A bed, a table, two chairs, nothing else, no atmosphere of music at all.He turned his head and asked casually, "Kristina, why haven't you slept so late and kept the lamp on?"

"It's just that I can't sleep." Christina sat on the bed, deliberately ignoring his guilty eyes, "I have nothing to do, I have been staying here all the time, and I don't need to worry about anything. It's all quiet, and no one will come to disturb me, and my life is much better than Paris." 2941

Guilt surrounded him like a tide, how could he not know that she is destined not to be well taken care of here, brother Mingming has always been honest with her, why did he agree to it back then? Well, what terrible thought had taken possession of his mind?And who spoke to him where and what?

Yes, he remembered, that gentle woman stood in front of him with a sweet smile, and said those words with a smile, but he was so stupid, he actually thought it was all for Christina's benefit , I actually let Christina live alone in the countryside like this, obviously this is the time when she needs me the most.

He couldn't help but punched himself a few times, and blurted out a sentence: "Christina, my dear Christina, follow me back to London and live with me at Shani's house. I still don't able to leave you."

The more she heard such words, the colder Christina's heart became. It really was just a momentary impulse, and so was their love. It was just like Dr. Bartley said, just a simple impulse caused by hormones.Today, he could rashly say that he would take him back because of a momentary emotion. At the beginning, he must have sent himself to such a ghostly place because of a few simple provocations from others.In the future, it will be easy to abandon me, but I will not waste this opportunity. When I return to Paris, I will never leave there again!

She has completely made up her mind and abandoned all her past weaknesses. She can be kind, but that doesn't mean she has to give in all the time. Those people are always watching, waiting to eat her up. The winner can only be me. !Christina showed even more desolation on her face, twisting her hair subconsciously, "But, I still don't want to go back with you, your brother, brother, the Earl won't want to see As for me, Raoul, as long as you still remember me, you still have me in your heart."

Raoul was really moved, held her hand, and said excitedly: "No, Christina, in this world, I cherish your sincerity very much, I will protect you, and I will not let you My brother hurt you, I will do my best to make my brother accept you. Christina, follow me back, I can't leave you."

Christina looked at him with tears in her eyes, and called out affectionately: "Raoul, as long as I can see you, I am very satisfied, Raoul, you can..." He gently covered his hands Looking at her, Christina became haggard a lot. Even so, she exuded a different kind of beauty from head to toe, which was impossible for those noble ladies.

It was just one night, and the rift between them had completely disappeared. Christina's wishes had all been fulfilled. She regained everything she had lost, as well as her beauty. The road is chosen by herself, even if she is kneeling, she can only finish it.

This time, he was really able to go back without any worries.Mitchell was not in a hurry, he wandered casually on the side of the road, went into some stores, bought some exquisite gadgets and uncommon musical instruments.These are all Eric likes. The city of Paris is really wonderful. It is decayed but full of vigor. However, no matter how hard you try, the things that should be corrupted cannot be recovered. I hope they can keep their last. glory.

On this day, Mitchell was unhurriedly watching in a small antique shop. Clark quickly and stealthily flashed into the small shop, and the owner didn't care about going up to get some things.At this moment, there are only the two of them here.Clark lowered his head and said respectfully, "Master, I have finished everything you asked me to do, please..."

☆、Unexpected visitor

"Did you go back and see Eric, is he still immersed in modifying the blueprint?" Mitchell picked up a doll and played with it. This thing made of ceramics seemed very delicate, the only shortcoming It's just that the eyes are slightly damaged, which greatly reduces its value. No wonder the store threw it in a small corner at will.

Clark glanced at the messy piles of things on the table, and for a while didn't understand why the master would say such words suddenly, unable to understand the deep meaning in his words and deeds, he said honestly: "Yes, Eric Mr. is still doing these things, he didn’t seem to find anything unusual, the night I went back, he just played a piece of music suddenly, played on the piano, it was very beautiful, but I don’t know what exactly he played What, otherwise..."

"Suddenly the piano was played, hahaha..." Mitchell laughed suddenly, as if he knew some happy facts. "You did a good job this time. By the way, you didn't let Eric see the material. Although I'm sure I can explain it clearly, it's better to have one less troublesome thing, right?"

"Master, please rest assured, I did it when Mr. Eric was asleep, and I didn't even disturb Gu Bo, let alone..." Clark said, and hurriedly added: "And Ans's training is also successful." It's very fast, it's only been two weeks, and he has already stimulated his new potential, but Gu Bo seems to have understood your plan, and now he is doubly torturing him, I am a little worried, will Ans..."

"I can't die." Mitchell didn't care, "I gave you enough to keep him alive and kicking. You really don't understand what I mean? You've liked Gu Bo for a long time, right? I'm not blind, between you I still don’t understand the small thoughts. It doesn’t affect your work, and I won’t care about you. I can refine Gu Bo’s perfect body in at most five years. You won’t have to wait long .This time, you really don’t need to bring him something back, we will stay here for more than a month.”

Clark raised his head excitedly, and looked at him with piercing eyes, "Master, didn't you say earlier that you want me to go back to take care of Mr. Eric, and why now?"

"The situation is different, the world is really changing rapidly now." Mitchell sighed, "Let's swing slowly here together, I seem to have touched a trace of the law, if I can really understand, I will be able to completely surpass it by making a suitable body, so that I can feel more at ease with Eric..."

Without the pressure of tasks, they really wandered around here, and went down to take a look at places with beautiful scenery.After two weeks like this, Clark couldn't sit still. He couldn't help asking: "Master, are you really planning to go back? The situation in Switzerland is not yet clear..."

"What are you worried about? The enchantment there is very solid. There is nothing to worry about. Neither Eric nor Gu Bo will leave. We will stay there, and they will only be more uncomfortable. Do you still care about the fact that Ans has left? , Gu Bo can do this little thing well, whether he will stay by your side all his life, everything is up to you to decide. Clark, what are you worried about, tell me." Mitchell's brown eyes remained motionless Staring at him intently, with just one glance, he felt that his spirit had completely collapsed in front of his master.

He suddenly felt that his worries were completely unnecessary, so he said anyway, "Master, I always feel that there has been a power secretly watching us all this time, if they don't have enough power to shake you, I'm afraid they already... ...Master, I think we should be more careful."

"It's just some small flies. I have been here for so long. Since the large-scale black death here before, I still remember the horror of corpses all over the mountains and plains. They who have never seen such a hell scene absolutely They won't be my opponents. Let them watch, these people who try to meddle in the secret of death, if you don't give them a little sweetness, they will go out of control, Clark, in many cases, we have to make choices." Mitchell inadvertently Glancing behind him, the hearts of the few people hidden in the shadows trembled. Could it be that his eyes met his own just now?

"Let's go, Clark, let's wait a little longer. The time is not yet ripe. By that time, they will all pay the price. They are all useful. Let them live a little longer now." Mitchell took Clark got into the carriage, and with a thought, the carriage disappeared around the corner.He smiled slightly, "Clark, let's go home after one more trip to London. I also want to say a few words to Moriarty, very important words."

"Yes, Master." There was determination in Clark's eyes, that arrogant and stupid human will pay the price soon, soon.

The weather is fine today. London, where the sky is often drowsy, has always been sunny today, which can be regarded as extremely unusual in London.However, Moriarty is in a good mood. Since eating away part of that gentleman's business, his underground network in London has developed rapidly. Now, he can confidently say that in London, and even in the surrounding areas of London, , He knows everything that happened.But London is a little too lonely now, and the only person who is interesting at all is a far cry from him, and he doesn't even know what he's doing even now.

He returned to his home with a happy mood. It was an ordinary apartment located in an ordinary street in the middle of London. The neighbors around were very friendly, which meant that they didn't really care about what happened around them.As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a refreshing fragrance, which was the smell of red wine.

Then he turned on the light, and Mitchell Bartlet sat at his desk, in his chair, as if it belonged to him.Moriarty couldn't help but frowned a little, and pointed out a little rudely: "Mr. Bartley, with all due respect, this is my home. Your current behavior can be called trespassing. You can let the police come in and catch you, so, for our..."

"James Moriarty, are you kidding me?" Mitchell swayed the red wine in the glass leisurely, watching it sway beautifully in the goblet, "I never believed in the efficiency of Scotland Yard. , It takes at least 15 minutes from when you pick up the phone to when they arrive, and your men should be sleeping peacefully now, as if they have returned to their mother's arms. Especially Colonel Moran, Clark didn't Hurt it, after all, the way I sent him back was not so beautiful."

Moriarty was obviously offended, but he still perfectly controlled his emotions. He gracefully pulled out a chair, sat down, and rhythmically knocked on the table, with a hint of provocation, "Bart Dr. Lai, I can totally understand that it's really not a good experience to be forced to leave here in embarrassment. But, didn't we agree from the beginning, each according to his own ability, and you lose, it's as simple as that. Your current behavior is really hard to describe with good words."

If you are provoked, you will really lose. Moriarty has always been a cunning opponent. He is familiar with human psychology, find the most vulnerable point, and defeat him.Mitchell was unhurried: "Morriarty, I don't care if the person I cooperate with does some small tricks, but that doesn't mean that I like to cooperate with a person who breaks the promise at any time. Mori Artie, do you know where the biggest problem is, you have no bottom line, which means no one can trust you, no one can control you. Such dangerous goods can only be destroyed."

"However, I am a tolerant person. Your behavior only touched Mitchell Bartley's bottom line, not mine. So, I decided to give you a chance." Mitchell put down slowly For the wine glass, Clark quickly spread a piece of parchment on the table, which was written with dark brown paint.

☆, the sword in the hand

"Give me a chance?" Moriarty laughed as if he had heard some joke, "Mitchell Bartley, are you mistaken about the fact that you are the one who fled London like a lost dog? Don’t you think it’s a little ridiculous that a loser actually came to me and negotiated terms with me?”

"Of course I have my reasons for doing things." The old god Mitchell is here, "I just want to make a bet with you, at most ten years, you will die under the hands of Sherlock Holmes, and your men He will also solve them one after another. If you lose, your soul will belong to me. If I lose, I will give you something you dream of, which is beyond your imagination."

"What can you give me?" Moriarty smiled contemptuously. "In other words, in our previous cooperative relationship, I always thought that I was the leader, didn't I?"

"Of course you can choose not to accept it. The decision is yours. I am just giving you a chance to choose. The decision is always in your hands. I will not force anyone to do something he does not want. I just I'm just here to visit you." Mitchell tapped his cane leisurely, and the cobra's green eyes seemed extraordinarily spiritual.

Moriarty suddenly thought of it, and he pointed to the cane in his hand almost immediately and said: "Yes, I can bet with you, but if I win, I want these two emeralds inlaid on your cane , this is the top glass green jadeite, I want to watch you get it off with my own eyes, is that okay?"

Mitchell glanced at his cane, a little helpless, Moriarty's character is a time bomb, you never know when he will give you something unexpected.He rubbed his brows, but still reminded, "Moriarty, not everything is what it looks like. This is not a mild and harmless thing."

However, he has already made a decision, "I only accept this. If you don't return your most precious thing, the transaction between us is meaningless." He got a glass of wine on his own, and brought it from Mitchell Inside the wine bottle, it seems that the winning ticket is already in hand.

This was his own choice, so it completely complied with the regulations, no matter whether it was hell or the upper realm that occupied his soul, he could not interfere even half of it, and he cut off his retreat with his own hands.Mitchell could only smile, "Okay, just do as you said, with ten years as an agreement. During these ten years, we will not interfere with each other. No matter what you do, I will treat it as invisible. And you There is no need to continue looking for my whereabouts. However, Moriarty, please remember that no matter how far you go, my eyes are always on you, and I always follow you. So, I will definitely come on time to collect My spoils."

Clark came to him in an instant, pierced his finger with an unknown sharp object, and the bright red blood dripped onto the parchment, little by little, guided by an inexplicable force to form his name James Moore. Riati.Once the contract is completed, there is no room for repentance.

Moriarty stood up abruptly. He felt that he needed to give this arrogant gentleman a little pressure.But all of a sudden the lights went out.The room was plunged into darkness. He vigilantly pulled out the pistol from behind and opened the safety.The bullets were full, and he even had one loaded in the barrel, and if anyone tried to do anything, he was bound to be sifted first.He began to walk slowly around the dining table, even in the dark, it could not affect his control over his room.

At this time, the curtains were gently blown, and the night wind gently blew on his face, Moriarty walked to the open window, looked at the street below, only faint street lights, no one was there, they It seemed that they disappeared in just ten seconds, as if they had never been here.

What exactly is going on?After a while, the light came on again, and there was nothing on the table, even the two wine glasses that were taken out disappeared, which definitely belonged to him.However, with just one glance, he was stunned. All the wine glasses in the room were well placed in the cabinet without any trace of use.

He quickly came to the place where Mitchell Bartley was sitting before. There were no footprints on the carpet, not even the traces of the chair being pressed, as if the chair had never been pulled away to be a human being.He immediately looked at his fingers, all ten fingers were intact, not even a bit of skin was pierced.

Even though it all seemed like a scam, a joke, or a dream, he still knew in his heart that the contract he signed had its own validity.He's not going to lose, though, and London is finally starting to get interesting.

Mitchell and Clark flew through the sky under the cover of night, and they would soon be able to return to that place, where they could feel at ease.Mitchell, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally ushered in a ray of sunshine. He kept humming an unknown tune, and played chess by himself slowly. "All the nets have been laid, we just need to wait quietly, and when the time comes, we can close the nets with joy."

Clark couldn't hide his joy, they could finally settle down in one place, instead of drifting around tense all the time.Mitchell couldn't help joking: "I know you're feeling overwhelmed, don't worry, when we go back, I will definitely let Gu Bo and you be in the same room, he belongs to you completely."

"Thank you, master, but Mr. Eric, we have hidden too many things. I don't know if he..." Clark couldn't help feeling a little worried. Mr. Eric's character was very resolute, As the hostess, if there is any disagreement with the master, it will be quite embarrassing for them to be caught in the middle.

"It's okay." Mitchell was very relaxed, "It's still too early, even if I tell him something, he will only take my truth as an excuse to prevaricate, why not tell him completely Open up and let him discover it by himself, and when he starts to accept it, our explanation will be considered logical."

After a night of galloping, they finally reached there at dawn, Mitchell's carefully prepared retreat.In the large-scale building complex, a large number of workers are working day and night. They are tireless and just concentrate on completing their own instructions.Of course, as dead creatures, they do not have any human consciousness, and in this case they are the best workers.

Gu Bo had already quickly flew to his side. Seeing the two whom he hadn't seen for a month, he was still a little excited, but he must not let the damned Clark know!He obsequiously rubbed against Mitchell, "Master, I have always taken good care of Mr. Eric, and I have satisfied all his requests."

Mitchell raised his eyelids a little, and with just one glance, Gu Bo tremblingly called for everything, "Master, I really didn't do anything, but I just tossed Ans a little bit during training, but, That kid is very good, he is fully used to it, and now sometimes Eric will accidentally forget the time to eat. But, you also know that with my small body, how can I influence what he does? It's decided, master, my loyalty to you is evident, you must not abandon me, at least help me get my body back!"

"Ahem." Mitchell coughed twice, his voice a little dangerous, "Are you complaining that I only know how to enslave you? Gu Bo, this is the first time I know that you have a very serious secret hidden in your heart." Big dissatisfaction, if you want to find another master right now, anyway, I don’t have much need for hired workers here.”

"No, no, no. How could I have that meaning, master." Gu Bo's voice became even more obsequious, "I just can't wait, I heard that the master has a new idea about my body. , as one of your assistants, it is my unshirkable responsibility to become an experiment. Please feel free to experiment on me."

"Don't be nervous, I won't do it without complete preparation." Mitchell forgot to look out the window. The barrier here is very stable and there is nothing to worry about. "I already have a new idea, but It's too late to implement it. If there is no accident, you can have a brand new body, and your power will be even stronger. In the past few years, I urgently feel that only a spokesperson is not able to suppress those people's stupid. stupid. desire. Behavior. Gu Bo, get ready, I need you and Clark to be the sword in my hand."

☆, own choice

"Of course, it's my honor!" Gu Bo made an exaggerated curtsy in the air, almost twisting himself into a twist, "Master, please don't forget that Gu Bo has always been your most loyal servant. "

Clark watched his performance, endured it for a while, and still didn't tell him an extremely important fact, no matter where, curtsy is only done by women.He should know...

When Mitchell slipped into the room quietly, Eric was still immersed in the music. The music room that Mitchell carefully prepared for him included almost all the musical instruments in the world. During this time, he was busy. After the architectural drawings, he always felt that "Don Juan Victorious" still had a lot of room for improvement, and some melodies of the concerto kept getting into his mind.Surrounded by musical symbols, a month is just a flick of a finger.

Mitchell looked sadly at his lover who had finished writing three full pages before leaning back on the chair a little more relaxed, and he hadn't noticed his existence all the time.He could only cough a few times, "Eric, it's time to eat now, I think..."

Eric froze for a moment, a little strange, "Didn't you say you were going out for a while, why did you come back so soon, don't you..."

Mitchell smiled helplessly, "I've been out for a whole month, and I'm still coming back a week later than I scheduled." He couldn't help but make a pitiful expression, and moved to Eric's side, a little sadly Said: "Eric, don't you really not have me in your heart at all, and you don't miss me at all after I've been out for so long?"

Eric was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer for a while. Mitchell's childish performance made him a little at a loss.Fortunately, Mitchell didn't force his answer, and he continued to say: "It took me so much effort to finally let you figure out my true feelings for Christina, and now, I know, I The real enemy is not Christina, but music, for which, you can abandon mine without hesitation. So, to punish you, play with me in the territory tomorrow, no musical instruments are allowed, you need to enjoy Life, our future is still very long, you have plenty of time to fall in love with your music."

Maybe it was because he finally felt a little guilty in his heart, maybe it was because his work had completed a stage, but this time Eric didn't object at all.Let Mitchell hold his hand and take him downstairs.Clark has virtuously put all the dishes on the table, except that Ans is not there, everything is the same as the scene a month ago.

Clark quickly explained, "Ans has gone back to his home. He just came to study with Gu Bo for a period of time. Now that his work is over, he will leave first. The side he left is for you I said goodbye at the door of the room,