The Young Lion

Thank you Thieves for your reward! ——

Thursday morning.

The door of Aldrich's house was open, and the London police sealed off the place. Three police cars were parked on the wide road. Besides, there were densely packed news gathering vehicles.

Reporters from several TV stations reported live to the camera.

The female reporter is in the best position, behind her is the police cordon, facing Aldrich's open door, and the police are coming in and out to investigate and collect evidence.

The latest news is that Aldrich Hall, the coach of the England national team and the coach and owner of the Premier League club Millwall, led Millwall to Portugal for the Champions League match yesterday. When he returned home in the early hours of the morning, he found that his home had been stolen. Now the police According to insiders, Mr. Hall may have lost very valuable property, because he was flustered when he called the police, and had clashed with community security a few hours ago. He angrily denounced the security for his negligence. Fortunately, , when Mr. Hall left London, his two sons were at his parents' house, and the girlfriend who had sex with him just happened to go back to their parents' house, avoiding the encounter with the burglary criminal, which led to more tragic things , we will continue to follow up and report on this emergency at the scene.”

Aldridge was robbed of his bag on the street, and this time, for the first time, it was a burglary.

Naturally, he wouldn't make a big deal about finding all the reporters, but the British journalists have all eyes and hands. The insiders mentioned by the reporters may come from the police or the property management of the community. Where did he get the news. Anyway. this night. A lot of people are busy.

Especially Fleet Street, it's really crazy, busier than Aldrich's client.

Those editors who worked overtime to finalize the news content of today’s newspaper all went to work overtime, and their employees said basically the same thing, shouting against the clock: “All the Champions League match reports have been pulled from the front page, and replaced by that bastard Aldrich Hall who was attacked at home. Stolen news!

To be honest, Aldrich is a jerk in the eyes of many newspaper executives on Fleet Street!

Over the years, the interview has been rejected countless times. Can you not hate it?

And so, from the headquarters of news media companies large and small on Fleet Street, word began to spread.

That bastard Aldrich Hall's home was burglarized! Headlines!

That bastard Aldrich Hall's house was burglarized! Hahaha, retribution!

Aldrich Hall

Every company is busy editing this news,

In the early morning, the whole of England, and even the rest of Europe, got the latest news from various channels: Aldrich Hall's house was stolen!

It was high in the sun, and Aldrich was lying on the bed in a shirt and trousers, and he came to Arthur's house at dawn. There has always been his room here, although the bed is a bit small. But he's fine sleeping alone.

Awakened by a phone call in a daze, Aldrich picked up his personal phone. Celebrities always prepare at least two mobile phones. One is for ordinary work and socializing, and the other is only known to the closest people.

His work phone is now off, as is his custom before going to bed, and his personal phone is on.

Grabbing the phone from the table and putting it to his ear, his eyes were still closed, and his consciousness was gradually waking up.

Aldrich, good news. I have reached an agreement with the insurance company. If the lost property cannot be recovered within three months, they will compensate you for all losses.

It’s normal to insure the property at home. As long as Aldrich is not fraudulent, the insurance company has its own team to do the same work as the police, because the insurance company does not trust the efficiency of the police. They can recover the lost property and avoid the loss of claims , they can't recover it, then settle the claim as usual.

Aldrich yelled into the phone in a low voice: Andrew, this is bullshit good news! What I want is not money, what I want is my past, my medal of honor, my historical proof! Fuck! You Isn't there a wide range of friends? There is no such thing as the godfather of the underworld in London?

Well, there are a lot of hooligans, and I know a lot of hooligans in suits, but there are more than 5 million people in London.

beep beep.

Aldridge hung up the phone.

Looking at the time, he slept for less than 6 hours. He was woken up by the phone and couldn't fall asleep. He took the cigarette and ashtray from the table. He leaned against the bed with a cigarette in one hand and an ashtray in the other. With a slightly decadent expression, he swallowed the clouds.

Speaking of which, he has never kept any valuables at home. He is not like some rich people who hide gold and silver at home, such as some unregistered bonds worth more than tens of millions of pounds. He will put some cash at home. A lot, only tens of thousands of pounds. If you want to say what is the most expensive at home, it must be the car in the garage, but none of the cars in the family are lost, and the car keys are hung in the window on the wall of the garage. I never thought I was here to steal a car, and it’s not convenient to steal a car. If you leave the community, you can climb over the wall, but you can’t fly over the wall with a car. You must go the right way, so you will be photographed by surveillance and found by security. And the risk of tracking is greatly increased.

What did he lose?

A few famous watches and Ivan’s jewelry all add up to more than 100,000 pounds. Aldrich doesn’t care about these things. If he finds them lost, he will complain to the property at best, reprimand the security guard for incompetence, let a thief enter the house, and call the police. Certainly not.

However, he lost a safe.

Unlike some football stars, Aldridge will set up a special exhibition room at home, carefully decorate his honor trophies and medals, and display them. The guests can visit the house, and the owner can also take the opportunity to show off.

Aldrich also couldn't understand what his motive was, and he stored all the medals he had won in the safe.

Maybe he thinks that he is not yet old enough to exhibit these things, maybe he thinks that the villa will not be his residence forever, his destination should be somewhere else, so the subconsciousness is unclear, but it affects his reality. action.

How much is the medal worth?

In his eyes, material value is negligible.

Simply speaking of material cost, it is not pure gold. How much can it be worth?

But if it is an auction. Really valuable. Because the value of medals does not lie in the cost of workmanship, but in the fact that these medals belong to the cultural relics of the football circle!

For example, the Champions League medals, the championship medals in 1998, how many pieces are there in total? Each piece bears its historical significance and is unique. If Aldridge has nothing in the future, he will put it up for auction. You can also become a millionaire again in an instant.

But for him, these medals are like a proof of his past existence. Each piece represents his efforts in that period, condensing struggle, passion, friendship, joy, bitterness, and hardships.

He doesn't care how others treat medals. Like Mourinho can throw medals to the fans, that is Mourinho's style. It has nothing to do with Aldrich. If it is not with his consent, he would feel it is a kind of insult if a stranger touches it. He once gave a medal to Aguero, but he felt that it would make that medal in his heart The meaning is even more different, because that medal is likely to inspire Aguero's growth. If it comes true, when I recall it in the future, I will have a different kind of wonderful taste, instead of the fucking being stolen Damaged, sold, circulated on the black market, or bought by a rich man for collection.

Aldridge was in a terrible mood. After smoking two cigarettes, he got up and walked into the bathroom in the bedroom, took a shower, and shaved. He quickly recovered his former spirit, still handsome and unrestrained, smiling in the mirror Smiling, looking a little bitter, he raised his hand to play with his expression, making himself smile more naturally and softly.

Bert and Earl are also in the villa. As a man, a father, when he is alone, no matter how sad, angry, sad, even crying, he must show his due posture in front of his family. No way, who made him a man.

When he walked out of the bedroom, it was time for lunch, and he went downstairs. In the dining room, Arthur and Amelia were sitting at the dining table, Bert and Earl were also sitting there, eating honestly, the two little guys I don't know that the house was stolen, so I guess I will stay here today. God knows how long the London police will investigate and collect evidence.

Seeing Aldridge go downstairs, Burt called out, Dad, why are you getting up now?

Aldridge laughed and said, Because I became a little slob just like you today, and I want to sleep on the bed for a while.

I'm not lazy. When I got up, you were still sleeping. You didn't respond to scratching the soles of your feet.

Ha, you dare to play tricks on me? You're not a little brave.

As Aldrich spoke, he came behind Bert and tickled him with both hands, while Earl helped Bert, left his seat to fight back, and also scratched Aldrich's armpit.

After a commotion, Aldridge kissed the foreheads of his two sons respectively, and then sat down at the dining table.

Oh, I have steak today, it's very good, I'll go get a bottle of red wine.

Aldridge got up and went to the basement again. There was a special room for storing wine below. After he came back, he poured himself a glass, then walked up to Arthur and asked, Do you want it?.

From just now, Aldridge felt strange, Arthur's expression was very serious, his head was lowered, and he was chanting words, but he couldn't hear clearly.

At this time, Arthur turned around suddenly, stood up, with an extremely solemn expression, clapped one hand on Aldrich's shoulder, and said in a heavy tone, My child, I have confidence in you!

Aldrich was at a loss, and opened his mouth slightly, feeling baffled by Arthur's tone of entrusting his affairs.

Amelia showed an impatient expression, curled her lips and said, Crazy!

Before Aldridge could ask, Arthur got up and walked to Bert, put one hand on Bert's shoulder, and said in that heavy tone, Son, I have confidence in you!

Aldridge held the wine bottle with a frozen expression, and saw Arthur walking to Earl's side again, repeating the actions and words just now.

But Earl spoke, and the little guy replied with a sullen face, pretending to be serious, and a long voice: I am also confident, I will let the world know Millwall again, and make every Millwall person proud and happy hapiness.

This is?

Aldridge turned his head to look at Amelia, but Amelia said impatiently: He's making a movie, and he's crazy. I looked at it, and he has three lines in total, and he's practiced for almost three months. The sentence just now is one of them, oh, what Baby Earl said should be your line, no, it is the line that the person who plays you should say.

Aldrich suddenly realized, with a relieved expression on his face. For a moment just now, he really thought that Arthur had a mental illness.

After Arthur and Earl finished their lines, the grandpa and grandson gave a high-five gesture to celebrate, and then the old rascal returned to his true colors, turned around and walked towards Aldrich with a smile that was not worthy of beating.

Eat, eat, Aldrich, come, have a drink, have a drink, don't be unhappy, I'm not going anywhere today, I'll drink with you at home.

Just as Aldridge finished pouring him wine, Arthur suddenly raised his head and asked, How was my performance just now?

It's not very good, it's more like the last words of life and death.

Isn't it? That is to improve? Children, children? Children!

He began to immerse himself in the world of performing arts again.

Amelia rolled her eyes and lamented, Oh my God, is there still an end? If you want me to say, just find a decent actor to play him. (To be continued...) ()