unexpected giveaway

"Boss, the last batch is also finished."

The little policeman sorted out the documents on the table.

John turned his chair, and the white light of the morning caught his eyes.The soreness from staying up late made John's eyes moist, and he lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.

It's a miserable thing to be on the night shift, and add to that the Earl who is not worried.

John went to the reference room specially last night, but there were very few materials about the Earl.I didn't get any gratifying gains in one night.

"Head."

The voice of the little policeman brought John back to his senses.

"What's the matter?" John asked angrily.

"It's nothing." The little policeman said sarcastically, "I just feel that the boss is weird, as if he is thinking."

If it was the former Johnson, he would have walked out of the office and gone home to catch up on sleep.

"what--"

John deliberately prolonged his voice, and the little policeman immediately shut up.

John kicked him: "If you have the time, you might as well go out to do errands, you idler."

"Yes!" The little policeman panicked, "We got some news, but we can't talk about contact with the Earl." He stammered, "It's about Mr. Williams who came last time..."

"What?" John replied casually.

The little policeman glanced at John's expression and saw that he had no intention of leaving at all.God forbid, his boss is a steel giant who doesn't sleep!I hope he won't mess with the boss while reading the materials.

The little policeman took out the information and said carefully: "According to Jane Moore, a nurse at the Central Hospital's nurse station, Mr. Williams' partner, Corey Damon, entered the hospital in October to give birth, but their baby died after giving birth. Accepted by the government. There was also a female doctor, Cloris Hilton, who was missing that day. Later... about three days later, they received a person who claimed to be Miss Hilton's mother, and asked Miss Hilton for a three-week leave .”

"The hospital agreed. After all, Cloris Hilton was the specific doctor in charge of Mr. Williams' family. Twelve days later, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Corey Damon came to the nurse's station to ask her colleague Ma Zhen Miss Hilton's phone call, ah, here Miss Jane Moore asked us to help her track down Miss Marjan, she also disappeared the day after Cory Damon 'disappeared', no one answered the phone, apartment There was no one there, and the landlord of the apartment said Miss Marjan hadn't been back for at least a week."

"When we asked why we didn't call the police after Corey Damon 'disappeared', Miss Jane Moore replied that it was very strange here. At four o'clock that afternoon, Mr. Williams came to the ward to visit Mr. Damon, he only went in for more than a minute, and then rushed out quickly. She said she was terrified, and Mr. Williams looked like something big happened! But after 5 minutes, Mr. Williams She came back with a blank face, went through the discharge procedures with her, and said that she was going to take Mr. Damon home to take care of... She always felt strange, Mr. Williams' expression was full of fear before...Boss?"

The little policeman was thinking about it and found that John next to him was in a trance, as if he was not interested in the information at all.Obviously he told him to say it, the little policeman muttered to himself.God knows he used to talk to him about his "good friend" Corey Damon.Well, maybe the boss only cares about the count.The little policeman put away the files.

At this moment, John suddenly hit him, "You go out with me this afternoon." He said, "Go find someone, a troublesome guy with red hair, green eyes and white skin."

Ignoring the constable's startled expression, John turned to the table.

He thought of Chester that evening, the dark-haired man telling him he was scared.

Of course, John didn't see any cracks on Chester's icy face.

John curled his lower lip, wishing he could hold back his excitement and get a good night's sleep from morning till noon.

Now, let's go back in time a little bit to the day when Chester visited Cory in the ward.

When Chester walked in and saw the empty ward and a black coat inexplicably missing in front of the bed, he knew that the active and crazy guy had escaped.

And the place he went to was the place where there was the count of country L.

Chester walked out, although he was restrained, but in the eyes of others, he still walked in such a hurry, more accurately described as eager and fast, which was obviously different from his usual performance.

But no matter how fast he walked, the man with blond hair and blue eyes was gone, disappeared from his life.

Chester got into the black car and explained the location to the driver—the previous false visits finally had such a little effect.

The driver drove in silence. He had never seen such a Mr. Williams.The dark-haired man sat behind him sullenly, his inborn Alpha pheromone hanging in the car like a scythe.

Even the driver felt that the man would invite a demon in the next moment, and the murderous intent and anger that was about to move could not be concealed.

It was already dusk when they arrived at Earl Buxon's house in the outskirts, and the clouds in the sky were shining golden with the remaining light.Chester's shoes hit the stone slabs in front of the fence, his face was covered by the high collar, and he was immersed in the darkness that was too thick to melt away.

Soon, the door of the house was opened, and the sound of the old count's crutches sounded.

"Oh, Mr. Williams." Earl Brookson walked to the fence with a smile, but he didn't invite Chester to go in.

They are facing each other, separated by a row of red wooden fences.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect that you would really come to me."

"Where is he?" Chester asked coldly.

Bukshen made a puzzled expression: "Are you... are you asking about your partner?"

Chester looked at him indifferently.

Bookishen made a very strange expression, put his hands on the crutches and smiled at Chester: "I have to say he's a bit annoying, Mr. Williams."

Bukhishin deliberately paused, and then said: "He is really rude and ignorant. Why would you give up everything for such a person? It's rare that I sold you so many bombs. You can completely destroy this country. You My teacher, Mr. McGee Lund also hopes to create a brand new world."

Chester held back and didn't respond. If he could, he really wanted to kill the man in front of him.

"You and those humble little families have made plans, and you have the great Rosen family as your backing. Your teacher is a poor man. You haven't graduated when he was arrested. 17 years old, you are 17 years old. I decided in my heart at the age of [-]. I can guess, otherwise you would not have come to visit the black market or 'Secret Street'. I prefer you at that time, cold-blooded and decisive. Sacrifice for the new world, this is a perfect ending."

"But I don't care about this anymore. For example, the small family will become the puppets of the new world, and Mr. Williams will become a victim. You know, those people have never been able to keep their mouths shut." Bookshen said, "We don't have to It's so rigid, and the time-limited game is not a hint game. It's like hitting a small box and a condition will appear. Haha, children like this. Mr. Williams, are you tired and dizzy because you can't find a female doctor? Shhh, sure Don't think about borrowing the power of the police, the country will take care of me and keep an eye on you, and you haven't had a good time recently."

"You'd better not let him get hurt." Chester warned.

"Don't worry." Bukshen replied calmly, "That's a good place, especially for him, he is a person who is not at ease." Bukshen suddenly thought of Corey's golden hair, which made him look disgusted. expression.

"I'm going to leave when I get a baby," he said.

John, who just got off work, wandered over, a rare choice for him to walk.

A fast-food restaurant called "Winmy Burger" on the side of the road, where he often ordered food-when he felt relaxed.

Today is the same, the policeman John ordered a Big Mac and a big glass of strawberry milkshake, and digested the delicious food brought by the chef as he walked - the stout female chef who can make hamburgers boasted about what awards she had won, She's only here because of her damn education and money.But she likes John very much, as long as Beta or Omega likes him, likes Alpha.

John crouched by the wall, sipping a sweet and greasy milkshake, and his leisure made people feel that this was just a commuter going through the day.

However, when this location is next to the famous earl's house of country L, all this seems so unusual.

John moved carefully. The unfinished milkshake had long been abandoned by him in a green trash can.He saw Chester standing outside and Bookishen inside talking about something, and when he arrived he only heard them say "game".

It's not a specific assignment, Johnson's performance comes from a whim.The country favors the earl, and prevents the police from spying on it. Without the source of information, it is impossible to prove the "secret activities" of the earl behind his back.

But John, or someone else, would pass by the Earl's house at some moment of inadvertent lightness, in a desperate attempt to learn what was hidden in the closed house.The state will not say anything about it.

This is probably the so-called lucky day.John thought.

Then there was a sound, and John heard the sound of knocking on the fence, accompanied by the sound of somewhat urgent footsteps.

John took a few steps forward, he was still squatting, the wall was so low that he couldn't be seen.

John smiled and waved to Chester who came out.

"Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" he said. "You don't look very well."

After that, another ten days passed.

In the dark basement, Cory walks around with hard-to-swallow dry bread.

It took him a lot of time to get rid of the hemp rope on his hands, and the scars left at that time existed in the form of scars after ten days.

Corey rubbed his belly, which he felt often in pain during these hours.The good news is that the pain is lessening and the strength is constantly returning.Maybe the rest was right, Corey had to admit the mistake, the hot head got him bad results.

Or half angel and half demon, Corey wondered.

Cory sat back on the bed, pushing the damp covers aside.

Cory stared out of the cell, the torches still burning on the wall, casting a dim light across the uneven floor.The two soldiers in front of the cell had left and they wouldn't be with him for long.

Corey thought they were avoiding something.

Corey stepped on the changing shadows on the ground. There was no light in the underground cell at any time, no sun, light, fresh air, or freedom. Only the bad-smelling Alpha pheromone would occasionally float over.

While resisting, his heart seemed to be hooked by a small hook, and he knew that it was different.

Only that person will have the taste that makes him feel at ease.

Darkness always makes people weak, and Cory threw the bread in his mouth against the wall.

The bread made a strange noise as it fell.

Cory looked up.

The sound continued, and the rattling thing rolled all the way to Cory's feet.

It is a small stone.

Corey looked at the bread against the wall, lying there like an absorbent sponge.

There was another sound in the cell.

Corey got out of bed and walked to the only window in the cell. He didn't speak, but stood there vigilantly.

Through the narrow window he could only see the stone-stacked walls outside.

"Corey."

A low, familiar voice came quickly.

Without the slightest doubt or hesitation, they are like priests who read the Bible on the altar—they never doubt God.

Corey froze for a moment, he opened his mouth, and finally didn't speak.

He suddenly thought of the gloomy sky and the snow-covered hills. Although it was cold, there was a new life hidden underneath, and there were large swaths of dazzling sunshine, warmth and hope.

"Let me touch your hand, Corey." Chester outside the wall didn't give Corey time to respond.

Urgently he thrust his hand into the gap between the logs.

Corey looked at the hand wrapped in black, the pale white skin was exactly the same as when he first saw it.

He stepped forward.

Chester felt a little warmth in his hand, and he clenched it tightly.

"Are you injured, Corey." Chester lowered his voice, "Don't worry, we'll find Hilton soon. I'm sorry to make you..."

The following words were not finished, and the voice gradually became weaker.

Corey lowered his head, a rare sense of guilt lingering in his heart.

He felt something stuck in his fingers, the cold surface stimulated his skin, and the next moment it was like a fire trying to burn his heart.Corey made a move, but miraculously didn't shake off.

"Sir, we need to hurry up, someone is coming."

A voice similar to Conrad's speaking came from outside the window.

"I'm sorry, Corey. I hope you can stay until I come to you. It won't take too much time, trust me." Chester said and let go of Corey's hand.

"Wait a minute." Corey grasped it tightly, his brain almost went blank, but the movement of his hands did not stop.He snapped the thin chains around his neck—as Chester had said, they were thin.

But Cory didn't throw it away at all, the goddamn ring, he wore it, he wore it for five months.

When the ring was put on Chester's ring finger, Chester couldn't believe it, and even his hand trembled strangely.Chester stared at the wall in front of him, he couldn't imagine what Cory looked like behind the wall.

None of them met.

Did not see each other's expressions, movements.

In the end, Chester held Corey's hand tightly, and only let go after Conrad's repeated urging.

Cory heard footsteps hurrying away, and he turned to lean against the wall.

He didn't understand why his chest was stuffy like it was stuffed with cotton.

Chester...

Cory stroked the ring on his finger.

He slid down the wall and sat wearily on the ground.