"... when I first became the captain, I won the management of the pitch, but soon we changed it from weekly to monthly...Max always said that we will have money soon, I am fucking Just believed him, but last time Richard pulled a ligament I couldn't get him a professional rehab coach... I was never good at numbers but never hated it as much as I do now, I've always been with my People say it's gonna be alright, they fucking believe me so much, even with the old jersey from [-] years ago... If I knew, maybe I'd be like 'Man we're out of money, but I'll figure it out' , and then I might have the cheek to ask my mom for money, at least to keep the cheap turf out of sight until the scouts come... who knows, I shouldn't be pinning my hopes on Max's 'next time'..."

Jessica always knew that Raymond was a talker, but this was the first time she felt pity and guilt.Before that, even though Raymond was furious, she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong.But now, she suddenly felt that she had made a big mistake.Raymond didn't care if he was betrayed at all, even if it was the betrayal of James and the coaches who he had always looked up to and respected, he could bear it.The only thing he cares about is the impact on each player on the football team, who have done nothing wrong, but are forced to accept this unfair treatment.

And he thought it was his fault.

Jessica found that she didn't know Raymond at all - even Sherlock, who had no feelings, could tell - that his feelings for the football team completely exceeded the consideration of his own interests.

As for her, the so-called adult thinking is nothing more than selfish self-protection, and now the facts have proved her narrowness and indifference.

"But James... James... I really don't understand, he has feelings for the football team, it's impossible to pretend." Raymond's voice was full of confusion, "And his family is rich, isn't it? "

Jessica subconsciously went to see Sherlock, and Sherlock did not disappoint her, "The huge debts of James' father's company forced them to take risks. This is a top-to-bottom corruption of the entire Holmes Chapel Comprehensive High School." , not just against football teams."

"No wonder," Raymond murmured, "They even canceled the qualification application for newly opened clubs, which is too weird."

"But this is just a drop in the bucket for their deficit." In the dim street lights, Jessica could only see him shaking his head slightly. "Some things will never change."

For a while, no one made a sound.The car became extremely quiet. The noise of the engine isolated them from the world in this small space. There was no signal from the outside world, and they could only share each other's sadness, confusion and helplessness. Different thickness.The street lights on the street passed by one by one, and the scenery gradually became familiar. Jessica, who was immersed in this emotion, suddenly found that the car was driving to the suburbs near Sherlock's home.

"I'm sorry, Raymond." She hesitated, and said with difficulty, "I should tell you, but the fact is that I stopped Sherlock."

"Come on. Honestly, you've done nothing wrong. I don't blame anyone else for my insensitivity."

Raymond opened the car window, fumbled in his pocket with one hand, and seemed to pick himself up again.His shoulders did not continue to slump. Instead, he managed to straighten his chest and said with mock ease, "So, what else can I do now? Send this evidence to the principal's office or the school board or something? If that doesn't work, contact the newspapers. They won't fire me, and I won't be captain after this summer. After all, that's my responsibility."

Jessica felt that something about Raymond had changed in that short period of time.

"You don't have to do anything," Sherlock said without hesitation, "this is a dead end."

"That's really good." Raymond groped for a long time, and finally gave up searching. "After all, James is my friend. It would be better if we can resolve it peacefully."

His voice sounded tired, and it made Jessica's heart heavy.

With an imperceptible brake, they stopped at the intersection in front of Sherlock's house.The headlights went out, and the interior of the car was plunged into thick darkness.Moonlight shone through the glass, and under the dim light, Sherlock nodded slightly as a farewell.

He opened the car door and stepped on the narrow stone road. Along this road, he could see some lights in the distance.Jessica looked at his thin back, with countless doubts and regrets in her heart, thinking that she might not be able to sleep tonight because of these things.

So she stopped Raymond as he was about to start the car, which made him rage again, "I'm fucking mad, maybe a little sad, what made you make such an outrageous demand?! Is there anything that can't Let's talk tomorrow?"

Jessica smiled flatteringly at him, opened the car door, ignored Raymond's yelling "I didn't forgive you at all", and trotted a few steps along the stone road.Sherlock was walking so fast that she had to call out to him, "Wait a minute, Sherlock!"

When she ran in front of Sherlock, Jessica was already a little out of breath. She calmed down and said, "I have something to say to you."

Sherlock seemed to say "um", the volume was not much louder than the whistling wind.

"But first," Jessica looked up into his face, "you have to tell me what you found today."

"No." Sherlock's expression barely fluctuated, "A person with heart disease and on the verge of bankruptcy would not do anything to a female middle school student. James should be out of some coincidence—90.00% nine is Kay Wen made a slip of the tongue—discovered the real reason why Margaret didn't come to class, and in the case of James' father, any school troubles that were reported by the media would cause the group's stock price to fall. Adding insult to injury. So James went and warned Margaret, and probably paid her back, to shut her up."

"So that's it." Jessica nodded slowly, trying to keep up with his rhythm, "You suspected James because he went to Margaret's house, right? But now that he's ruled out the suspicion, who's next? ?”

"I don't know." Sherlock showed a rare look of hesitation. "It can be anyone. There are too many clues, but too few useful ones."

Jessica pondered for a second, then said solemnly: "I'll take Margaret to see a psychiatrist, otherwise we won't make any progress."

Sherlock didn't speak, and Jessica could only take his silence as approval, because she had one more thing to say now.

"I'm really sorry I had a fight with you in the car." She played with the ends of her hair, watching Sherlock's face carefully, "You're always right - and I didn't see that. You must know Raymond better than I do, and know what he needs most, so at this moment, you choose to tell him the truth in this way, which cannot be more appropriate. I have to say, your understanding of the football team is far beyond My imagination, I'm so selfish by comparison..."

Sherlock was like a silent statue the whole time, listening to Jessica's praising his wisdom and expressing his guilt without moving, until the beeping of the horn came from behind, which was Raymond's impatient urging.

"It's really interesting," he twitched one corner of his mouth, "you have the same 'talkative' gene, but you can't tolerate each other's long-windedness. Instead, you pour emotional garbage on me, an outsider, and I look very Like a listener?"

Only then did Jessica realize that she had indeed talked too much, and her calves were a little stiff from the cool summer night wind.

"I'm sorry, I think that's it," she rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, "then see you tomorrow, I guess."

Sherlock didn't leave immediately, but stared fixedly into her eyes with his light gray pupils, "In the dance studio, is what you said true?"

After saying this, he seemed to have become the angry and hesitant Sherlock back then.Jessica was slightly taken aback, and then remembered what she said in the afternoon, "Enjoy the pain caused by love".

"Of course, it's all out of the heart." She is weak by nature and easy to compromise on other things, but she is definitely a warrior of love, and she doesn't know how to repent every time she hits her head and bleeds, all because of her inherent concepts.

But why would Sherlock care about this?Did you say that you moved him?Jessica looked at Sherlock's reaction in disbelief, and saw that he lowered his eyelids and said to himself in a low voice, "Let's see how long it lasts."

'what is it?Jessica watched in bewilderment as he opened the white gate and walked in.Raymond started honking again.

She had no choice but to make a stop gesture while walking quickly to the car, but of course, Raymond pressed harder.

Annoyed Jessica sat in the passenger seat and quarreled with Raymond all the way.The quarrel revived Raymond's spirits, and when he got home, he was completely back to normal.

Therefore, before going upstairs, Raymond first said uncomfortably, "I don't care about you", and then became very serious, "But El--Eleanor, she is targeting you, I don't know what happened today. Something went wrong, but you have to be careful in the future."

Jessica stood there in amazement, not because of Raymond's sudden concern, but because she had completely forgotten about it.

Think about it, she said so much nonsense to Sherlock there, but she neither asked his opinion on the matter, nor asked about the whereabouts of the evidence that Eleanor had prepared.And it's not because she doesn't want to know, on the contrary, of course, she wants to know this kind of thing about herself as clearly as possible.Even if she didn't believe that the former Jessica would seduce the teacher, where did Eleanor's confidence and confidence come from?

Jessica slapped her head in frustration, she was doomed to spend her days scratching her head in curiosity before seeing Sherlock tomorrow.

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