Arthur woke up and almost jumped out of the couch. Why does Dick Stockton on TV talk to himself? The lights in the living room went out, the curtains were drawn, and the phosphor screen of the television was the only source of light, emitting a blinding white glow. Stockton on the TV pauses to narrate and looks directly at Arthur, as if the picture has froze.

Gina was startled by Arthur, she got up sleepily, rubbed her eyes, and said in a daze, "Arthur, Arthur, go to sleep in your room, Arthur." As he spoke, two arms wrapped around Arthur's neck.

Arthur held up Gina and looked at the TV again, Dick Stockton's eyes that had been looking at him had become normal, and he continued to explain the game.

"The Pacers had some trouble on offense in the first half, especially in the first quarter, but in the second quarter they got their groove back and they did a good job of rebounding. Not enough for the New Yorkers to be well-rounded and strong this season......"

Everything was back to normal, and Arthur wondered if he had hallucinated just now, he was really tired from the day, and he had been on this plane for less than 24 hours.

"Go to bed early, there's nothing to see in this broken game." Arthur muttered to himself and turned off the TV, then carried Gina back to his room and went to sleep.

He didn't notice that the moment the screen turned off, Dick Stockton's eyes looked at him again, and then as the extinguished picture tube closed into a line, leaving only the sound of "sizzle", which was the static sound of the picture tube.

Arthur carefully put Gina on the bed, if it was usual, the two of them would inevitably have to warm up, but tonight they were both tired. Arthur lay on the bed and covered the quilt, New York in the spring was still quite cold, and it had rained heavily today, and the sound of dripping water could be heard outside, and the rain had not completely stopped. Listening to the sound of this drop of water, Arthur closed his eyes and remembered everything that had happened today.

Traversing, Playing Cards, Poetry, Russell, The Gravedigger, Tears in Cheeks, The Captain, Abramo, Artest... This is a habit that Yu Peng developed in the past, before going to bed, he should turn over the day's events, think about whether there are problems, whether there are any shortcomings in his own life and work, and whether there is any value for improvement.

And tonight Arthur thinks about this for only one purpose, he wants to fall asleep quickly, in the past he only needs to think about the day's events, and his mind knows that the day is over and he can rest. But tonight, Arthur thought about it over and over again, his brain was groggy, but he still didn't fall asleep. He always felt as if he had forgotten something, what was there he not thinking about? What exactly are you?

Playing card? Playing cards? Four playing cards, 2 of hearts, 3 of spades, 6 of clubs, J of diamonds...... By the way, spades become black shields, hearts become goat's horns, goat's horns... Thinking of this, Arthur finally felt that he was done thinking about it, and his mind gradually stopped thinking and fell asleep.

Arthur had a dream in which he really dreamed of sheep, a flock of sheep, a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Originally, they were silent, lined up in a neat line, one by one to greet the butcher's butcher's knife. Until one of them saw Arthur, they started shouting for help and started shouting at Arthur for help. The life-saving voice was so sharp and piercing that Arthur felt like his eardrums were going to be deafening.

Is the cry of a sheep so sharp? Burst after burst, burst after burst......

Then Arthur slowly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already dark, and the sharp sound was not the cry of a sheep, but the sound of a siren whistling outside the window. It is not known what happened in New York City. Murder, robbery, arson, in the most prosperous and developed city in the world, these evils are like weeds in the fertile fields and rice, which have not been removed for a moment, but have grown wildly with the help of nutrients.

Looking at the time, it was only six o'clock, and I slept very early yesterday. Gina was still asleep, her legs wrapped around Arthur's legs, her head tilted against Arthur's shoulders, she was only 17 years old, she was already a mother in ancient times, but in modern society, she was still a child. Arthur carefully lifted her neck, moved her to the pillow, removed her legs again, got up and dressed, washed up, and made Gina breakfast.

An hour later, Arthur was speeding across the Brooklyn Bridge with Gina on his motorcycle, and Gina hugged Arthur tightly from behind. The rain had stopped, the wind was still a little cold, and she pressed her face against Arthur's back, a sense of security that she had never felt before, just like that day under the Brooklyn Bridge, when she jumped on Arthur's motorcycle that night.

She was in tears, thinking that if someone would take her away, she would leave with him without hesitation, and then she ran into Arthur.

Everything seemed like a miracle.

At the school gate, Arthur kissed Gina and said, "I'll pick you up tonight, six o'clock." ”

With a charming smile on her face, Gina had been with Arthur for more than two months, and just when she was a little desperate for Arthur and regretted leaving him that night, he seemed to be a different person, so warm and responsible. These were things she had never experienced in her father, the rude, perpetually suffocated docker of cigarettes and alcohol.

Watching Gina enter the school, Arthur rides away to find Russell, and the two make an appointment to meet at Luciano's restaurant in the morning.

He must have been late again when he arrived at the restaurant, but the manager didn't dare to say anything more, just said to Arthur, "Go to work", and his tone was very gentle. These Jews change their faces faster than anyone else. Arthur worked in the back kitchen for a while as usual, and Carson made yellow jokes as usual, while everyone was busy.

Arthur enjoyed this state a little, he remembered that when he used to work, whether it was doing finance, starting a business, doing the Internet, or later going to a party school as a teacher, it was all brain-based work. This brain is more tired than physical work, and the heart is tired, and at this time, some mechanical work that does not require the brain has become a kind of enjoyment for him.

After an hour of busy work, Russell came, and the store manager immediately called Arthur out, still at the round table, Russell was still wearing a black tweed jacket. Arthur was dressed in white overalls with his sleeves rolled up and covered in blood and oil. Russell handed him a cigarette and helped Arthur light it, Schmidt saw this scene at the counter, thinking that Arthur was indeed still a member of the Luciano family, and Russell had never lit a cigarette for anyone except Tony in the past.

"The time is tomorrow at noon, twelve o'clock, we will get there early, and I will be with you. To do it or not to do it, you choose. ”

"How's Tony going?"

"When I'm done, according to the plan, I'm going to take you to East River Park, where I'm going to board Tony's yacht and take you to the boat to Canada. That ship didn't exist, though. ”

Russell told Arthur about Tony's plan, and Arthur took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke rings, and nodded.

He understands that Tony is going to take the opportunity to kill himself tomorrow, right on his yacht. After killing him, his body was tied to stones and chains, wrapped in plastic and thrown into the Atlantic Ocean, and there was a nameless corpse at the bottom of the sea, and New York was just one less useless cook.

Take a boat ride from East River Park to see the Statue of Liberty, and under the gaze of the goddess, I don't know how many corpses are silent in the waves. Arthur knew that tomorrow, there would be two more.

After agreeing, Russell left the dining room, and Arthur continued to work in the back kitchen. The store manager's attitude towards Arthur has been completely different, and he no longer yells at him, and his tone is full of warmth, which makes Arthur a little disgusted. But it is such people who always mix well in society, whether in the United States or China.

He was busy until about four o'clock in the afternoon, when Arthur and the store manager asked for leave, and he was going to pick up Gina. The store manager hurriedly nodded in agreement, and before leaving, Arthur and the store manager said, "Schmidt, if someone calls and says his name is Artest, then he is looking for me, you can pay attention to me." ”

The store manager nodded repeatedly, and then watched Arthur leave on his motorcycle.

……

A peaceful day passed, and Arthur adjusted to his body and identity, as well as life in the United States in 1994. I have to say that the United States is indeed very developed, and the living environment in 1994 was similar to that of China more than 20 years later, but the difference is that the Internet and mobile phones are not popular.

Arthur has already thought that he will have the opportunity to enter the Internet world in the future, and the underworld will engage in the Internet, and he feels very rich.

In the evening, Arthur and Gina enjoyed the fun of sports for the first time, and in China, it was five years without losing three years of blood, of course, Gina was much more mature and energetic than East Asian girls of the same age in terms of figure and appearance. Girls in the United States generally develop very well at the age of fifteen, and various female characteristics are quite obvious. In contrast, some Asian women are 20 years old and no different from elementary school students, of course, it does not prevent some people from just liking this type, and everyone has their own good.

Arthur watched another NBA game, the Rockets vs. the Jazz, and this time he kept his eyes open and saw it from start to finish, and it didn't show up like last night's horror. But Arthur didn't think it was a hallucination, there must be something waiting for him, and this premonition was very strong.

The next morning, Arthur continued to send Gina to school, and then clocked in to the restaurant to work, which is a good life to be honest. Simple, calm, only when he pulled out his cigarette and touched the gun in his pocket did Arthur remember that it was just a sign of calm. At noon, when the restaurant was at its busiest, Russell drove over to pick up Arthur, but the manager still didn't say anything, let Arthur leave, and muttered in his heart that it was time to tell Tony that he would hire another helper.

"How's it being considered, Arthur?" On the way, Russell asked, to kill or not to kill Abramo, the impact on the future plan is still great. Of course, Russell had already arranged everything, and as Tony's personal bodyguard, there were some things he knew better than Tony.

The music that plays in Russell's car today is Black Sabbath's Paranoid.

The passionate rhythm and Ozzy's unique voice hit Arthur's eardrums, and he opened the window, his hands out of the window, and his fingers spread to feel the wind outside the window. At noon, there weren't many cars on the roads of New York, and Russell's car was speeding away. Arthur reminisced about the feeling in his hand when he fired yesterday, and he moved his index finger, which was the position of pulling the trigger.

He said, "I should, I will let him be reborn." ”