The Port of New Haven is as busy as ever.

The dock workers, regardless of their race, all looked tanned and red.

Heavy hardware was loaded from here and carried as far away as Asia, and as close as a hundred nautical miles.

In the distance, the lighthouse stands out as well, and seabirds hover and flutter, scattering a lump of slippery droppings.

The waves crash against the reef and send the fish to the beach to run aground.

This scene looks like the same as in the past, but today it has changed a little.

A young student, dressed in a Yale uniform and with a canvas bag around his waist, boarded a passenger ship.

The passenger ship was noisy, and the sound of all kinds of gambling was endless. The young man managed to occupy an empty table and spread the contents of his waist pocket on it.

"What is this?" asked a curious young lady.

The young man replied gentlemanly, "It's called Monopoly, and do you want to have fun with this lovely young lady?"

The gentle and gentlemanly Yale student was the same Williams who decided to follow Doug that night.

Just as Williams was promoting "Monopoly" to a young lady with a few playful freckles on the bridge of her nose, Doug happened to step into the police station.

"Please, all right, let me see my son, just one look, just one look!" said a woman, who didn't sound very old, poured into Doug's ears.

The policeman at the door was unmoved and refused the woman's request with silence.

Annoyingly, he saw Doug, and his face was suddenly full of flowers, "Your Excellency, you are here!"

"yes, I'm here. What's the matter with this woman?" asked Doug.

"This woman, she wants to see your henchman. You know, I won't let anyone touch him without your permission. I'm going to get her out!"

Doug, who didn't remember his name, hunched his waist slightly, curled up his magnificent body, and whispered in Doug's ear.

After saying that, he stood up, as if he was really going to drive the woman away.

"Wait, you won't let her see it, she didn't give you money! Doug took out some bank notes from his money bag, and without looking at the value, he threw them directly to the police.

The policeman waved his big hand like a chimpanzee and held all the bank bills scattered in the air in his hands.

"You talk slowly. Looking at Qian smiling like a child, but the policeman whose mind was full of adult thoughts, he said with a smile.

The woman who was left behind raised her head to look at Doug, who was quietly taller than herself, and asked directly, "You are Lark's employer?"

"You mean the little shoe-shiner? Is his name Lark?" asked Doug rhetorically, "if you're talking about him, I'm his employer." ”

"Yes...... That's him...... Can you let him out......? I ......," the woman said with a little stumbling.

"Don't rush, speak slowly. Doug looked around, and there was no place to drink, otherwise he was going to bring the lady a glass of water to calm down.

The woman said, "I've inquired about it, and they say my son is suspected of murder. But...... But...... Where did he kill someone? He usually refuses to let him kill a stranded fish, how can he kill someone?

Sir, I think there must be something wrong, can you help him?"

Doug looked at the anxious little shoe-shiner mother and comforted, "Don't worry, the police and the judge will do him justice." ”

"Policeman? Can you count on the police? The policeman just said that as long as I gave him money, he would let me go to see Lack, but he first charged me ten cents, and then he took a hawk and still wouldn't let me see my son!

The police here ......"

She looked around, but she didn't notice any police around, and said in a low voice, "It's bad!"

Doug nodded imperceptibly in agreement, the police here are really dark. It's okay to collect money, but it's not right to collect money and not do things.

The little shoe-shiner's mother continued, "That'...... That's the money that Lark just earned!

It's you!

That's you!

You're the one who gave the Eagle to Lark!

Please, save him!

He's still a kid!"

The woman's voice trembled a little, and her eyes locked on Doug's cheek with hope, as if to see something.

Doug sighed, and said with a sad face, "Do you think I don't want to?" little shoe-shiner...... Little Lack, he's a good subordinate.

But...... The law is the law, and we must respect the law!"

A cloud of mourning on Doug's face condensed in the air.

The woman looked at Doug's sad face and suddenly became hysterical. She suddenly yelled, "It's you! It's you!

You kept Ruck in jail.

No one calls him Rak but me!

Really!

You're going to frame my son!"

The little shoe-shiner's mother frantically wanted to come up and scratch Doug.

Doug dodged her attack, and the original kind expression on his face faded, leaving only a cold expression.

"Madam, don't talk nonsense. Doug exclaimed, "You know where this is, I can have you arrested at any time!"

You're Irish, aren't you?

Do you have only one son, the little shoe-shiner?

If he has siblings, think about it. Do you want them to be goddamn little shoe-shiners, too?

Become a little shoe-shiner who was bullied by the Black (Harmony) Gang, beaten by the police, and earned a small income?

Think about it, what is the way out to change your life?

It's learning!

If, you are sensible. I feel like I can sponsor the rest of your children to go to a better school and become a superior class.

No one will laugh at you anymore because of your accent or the color of your child's hair.

You will live a comfortable and happy life in the future, all you need is to make a choice. ”

The woman was silent, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Violent arcs of thought burst through her mind.

Conflicting thoughts turned her mind into a thunder prison.

Her body was trembling, her brain was wailing.

She tugged at her hair in pain, looking like she was crazy.

The policeman in the distance came to inquire, and Doug waved his hand and did not let him come closer.

He waited quietly for the choice of the little shoe-shiner's mother.

Enjoying this complex choice that is mixed with human nature.

"I ...... I want to change the future. Choose to use Lac's now...... Change the future of other children!"

"Wise choice!" said Doug, touching the rounded Jewel of Civilization, "I think you can go see the little shoe shine now...... No...... Rak.

Cherish the time and cherish the moment!

It's hard to get back when time passes, and some things are lost, but they can't be recovered.

For example, your son.

You don't think so?"