Chapter 30 Who stands at the end of human nature?
At the end of American Chapter 30 Human Nature, Who Stands?
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By the end of the third day, Weekend had stopped spying on Erkov, not only did he not go, but even Dylan, who was now under his command on the weekend, was withdrawn.
What's he doing?
Leisurely drinking coffee in the office, after having time, he also went to various departments of the police detective bureau, chatted with the obese black girl in the data room, played games with the people of the Internet Crime Investigation Bureau, and went to the anti-crime and anti-narcotics department.
He lived a more leisurely life than the police chief, but in such leisurely days, he never dared to take Gisti into the training base even once on the weekend.
What about Lawrence?
Tired like a dog, he and his companions got up early and crawled through the midnight surveillance, staring at the door of Erkov's house tremblingly, afraid that they would find 'Enrique' without looking at this bastard. He knows too well who Enrique is, for this matter, the Department of Homeland Security directly made a sheriff disappear without a trace, and there has been no clear reply yet, in case Enrique is dead, the Department of Homeland Security will not have to level the police station?
He didn't think about why he wasn't afraid of weekends, anyway, Lawrence was conscientious, like a worker who could only work hard and couldn't do smart work, busy with dark circles under his eyes and not seeing the sun every day.
Half a month later, in the early morning, the winter morning was particularly cold, and this time on the weekend, I rarely put on a cold windbreaker and walked into the elevator of the police station with a cup of hot coffee. The trench coat was bought by Yoda and purchased online. Brown, Yoda said 'the black trench coat is too low-key', and he wanted to dress his man up a little brighter. For the weekend, the color of the trench coat didn't matter at all, it didn't matter if there was a trench coat or not, his suits were not there before Yoda appeared. also took turns to fight, never stopped. What matters is Yoda's heart. When a woman gains a sense of fulfillment in taking care of a man, the man is also getting a sense of satisfaction.
"Zhou?"
Carl is in the same elevator as the weekend, he sees the weekend a little strange during normal working hours, generally speaking, the weekend belongs to the kind of person who will disappear once there is a case, he may be at the scene of the crime, he may be thinking about the case, but he will not be like a part-time worker who has to investigate the case as a job, this guy uses the case as a daily life.
"You...... Didn't fool around with your lover? ”
Lover.
This is Carl's standard name for the cases he handles on the weekend, and it shows why the people in the Detective Department respect the weekend. Although this appellation smacks of ridicule.
"Don't understand what you're saying?" Smiling on the weekend, his face did not leave the slightest sense of crisis and tension of the enemy's current situation, and it was usually like a conversation between colleagues.
This made the old Carl, who was used to always wandering on weekends, even more surprised, and he looked up and down the weekend a few times. Finally laughed, this laughter is not understood, it is a relief.
"Forget it, don't talk about this." Carl continued: "By the way, I'll be holding a retirement party on the weekend, so I don't have to give you an invitation, right?" You shouldn't be absent from old friends in the detective department, the last days. Right? ”
"Are you retiring?"
Somewhat surprised over the weekend, it was the first time he had attended a colleague's retirement party.
"Or else?" Old Carl leaned against the elevator and said, "Of course, I have to thank you, if you hadn't pulled me into the police station at the last minute, my pension would probably be a lot less." ”
The elevator door opened, and the most familiar anti-crime and anti-narcotics department on the weekend arrived, and the old Carl and he both walked out of the elevator and stood at the elevator door chatting: "Carl, how do I feel that when I was in the Western Branch, you told me that it was like yesterday that you were able to repay the loan to buy a car and a yacht, how long has it been, and you are actually retiring?" ”
Old Carl pursed his lips very calmly, and the expression that black people usually used when chatting appeared on his face: "I don't want to, you know, I still have so many loans to repay, but, this time it won't work." ”
"The doctor said that in the next few days, I should live the life I want." He smiled indifferently and patted the position near his ribs: "Lung cancer, stage III, when my wife chose to tell me about it, I didn't believe it at all." I don't smoke, and when Wood smokes in the alley next to the Western Bureau, I'm never there, but -- he's--the-sick -- still doesn't spare me, so I'm smoking from this day on. "Old Carl doesn't seem to take this seriously at all!
The weekend, who would only be dumb when he saw Yoda, didn't know what to say at this moment, and looked at old Carl in a daze, and a pair of eyes wanted to see through him directly, wanting to see what the lungs in that part of his body had become.
The sudden announcement made the weekend forget to be comforted, and the news made him unable to do it at once.
"What are you afraid of, I'm talking about me, not you." Carl started the weekend in turn, and he whispered: "You know, this retirement is a real retirement, the pension is a lot, Pablo's guy who looks like a gang boss has made the police department come up with a large sum of money, in recognition of my contributions to the city over the years, in fact, he is afraid that I will not be able to repay the loan after I leave, and the bank will take away the car, house and boat." ”
"I earned it, I didn't work for as long as you need to work, I didn't die in the bullets flying in the streets, when Lao Tzu was lying in the coffin, he didn't have a bullet hole and a scar on his body, and he could still cover the national flag."
That eloquent talk is still the personality of old Carl, and there is no disharmony in mixing everything in jokes, but he just can't laugh on the weekend, in fact, at this second, he wants to refuse to participate in Old Carl's retirement party, he is afraid that it will be like a ** farewell ceremony that day.
"Well, don't tell anyone else, I haven't told anyone but you and Pablo, and I'm not going to talk to anyone. That's it. "He probably thought the weekend was too boring and turned around and left.
Carl walked into the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Division, and when he followed his figure, Pablo nodded a little unnaturally, and the rest of the people still joked with Carl because he was a person who could afford to make jokes.
Next, the weekend discovers that what is more uncontrollable than human nature is actually death.
Nowadays, medicine has allowed people to freely choose whether to accept the arrival of a new life, but it has never been able to control the departure of any person, when this person wants to leave you, whether it is disease, accident or killing, when any way appears, people, as intelligent creatures in the world, have never been able to resist, and even, sometimes they don't even have time to say goodbye, just, never to see you again.
As a result, I found myself studying human nature at the end of the week, and there were only two topics left, one called freedom and the other called life and death. There are only two kinds of people left in this world, the first is to abandon life and death for freedom, old Carl is a typical type of this kind of person, he is cheerful, he has enough endurance, he is not willing to leave this world full of gloom and misery, maybe, he is not willing to let the hair on his head fall out of the extreme to receive chemotherapy; Others will give up their freedom for the sake of life and death, and this kind of person has also been seen on weekends. (To be continued.) )