Portsmouth host Coventry City on the penultimate day of December, but Hydward have never mentioned the team on their return from away this week.

"Boss, we're going to play Coventry soon, you tell us about Manchester United, it's early," the crowd said with a grin.

Hydward was silent for a moment, still pointing his finger at the names "Leo Ferdinand and Vidic", which represent reliability, stability and continuity.

He put his hands in his pockets, wrapped his thick clothes and said: "I will go to the pre-match and post-match press conferences against Manchester United, and you will come with me before the game. ”

Today's weather is a little cold, and when I hear the news, there seems to be snowflakes in the room. The players looked at each other, barely believing their ears.

Ward saw Tom outside the window, with a dozen papers in his hand, and he didn't look very good.

He tossed his lesson on Manchester United to the assistant coach, "I'll go out for a while, and Walker will talk to them." ”

Everyone's eyes were completely attracted by Hydward, whose face was expressionless and his head was lowered.

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Back to the original starting point, it was still the black conference room with floor-to-ceiling windows to see the stadium, and Tom, the lawyer, appeared here again after two months.

Both of them poured themselves a cup of espresso, and Tom patted the snowflakes on his body and said: "Do you remember, I told you at the beginning: I don't know why you came to Portsmouth, but I just hope that you will recognize a reality before you make an effort, 0, no matter how you accumulate, you will only lose very badly." ”

Hydward took a sip of the bitter and somewhat perverted coffee, and his expression was not wrinkled as it was at the beginning: "Of course I remember, I taught you that 0 is the beginning of everything, if you don't start from there, nothing will start, nothing will be achieved, how can you forget." ”

Tom unconsciously tugged at his fingers, "You're a good coach, really." ”

Hydward smiled, "What's that look on your face, why are you here to tell me I'm going to be fired?" ”

He didn't speak, just fiddled with his fingers, and his face seemed to have drunk something ten times more bitter than the coffee in front of him. After a long time, I sighed and opened the folder in my hand.

"Boss, you're a fake, right!" Tom shook his head and shoved the document in front of Hydward.

"The FA officially cancelled the relevant information of Hydward three days ago."

"From the first time I saw your level 3 coaching certificate, it was weird, like Richards said, how can a Championship club allow a nobody to come in."

With a calm expression, Hydward flipped through the papers in front of him, took out one of his own, crumpled it up, and smashed it against the window.

There was a bang, and there was a cohesive snap outside the house, which was the sound of a man falling to the ground.

Someone was eavesdropping, and I didn't know which guy it was.

"Hydward, that's the name of a genius computer hacker who is active in London's major financial fields. Just released from Sherwood Prison three months ago, Boss you should have left quite a mark on your chest, and the people of England Ranch would never be polite to a criminal. ”

He pointed to the exposed corner of his chest, which did have a faint scar.

Ward now has the feeling of being invited to drink cat coffee in Hong Kong movies, and even wants to laugh a little, which is a feeling of relaxation after the secret in his heart is told.

It's usually like in movies, "I don't understand what you're talking about!" Then the police will say, "You can be silent, and every word you say will become evidence." ”

Tom naturally didn't know what the Portsmouth coach who had been pretending to be for nearly two months was thinking, and he was now very much like Conan Edogawa who was doing deduction in "Detective Conan", step by step to get closer to the real idea and bring the criminal to justice.

'Antonov made it clear a week before his arrest that his team had chosen a perfect replacement for Pompeo's legion, with a rich resume and experience in multiple leagues.

"Perfect? … That youth expert, you say? Hehe" Hydeward, who had been silent, suddenly replied.

“……”

"Boss, you used your own technology to modify the FA's database, so that you completed all the steps such as registration, and you deceived all the players and coaches including me."

"You don't go to the press conference, it's just that the players are guessing for any other reason, it's just that you can't! As soon as the media investigates, you are completely exposed to the sun and everything is over! ”

Hydward listened, the coffee in his hand bottomed out, and then he filled himself with a hot water kettle. Tom was so annoyed when he looked at Ward who was acting so indifferent, and snatched his coffee and stopped drinking it.

Tom continued to refine his reasoning and illustrate the seriousness of the matter.

He became a little incoherent, "Hydward, you've been discovered!" Top dog. ”

Tom took out a check and handed it over, "This is the rest of the check you gave me a month ago, I'll figure out how to get the wages of the club's operating players in the future, you take this ......"

"You're letting me run?" Hydward laughed, tears coming out of his eyes.

"Rest assured, the FA was just a self-destruct process that I planned before I took over. Walker's profile is now replacing me as the new head coach of Portsmouth, and my part is just for the appointment. ”

Hydward reached out and snatched his coffee, taking a sip like a wine tasting, "I haven't finished class so soon, I'm going to die!" You still keep this. ”

Tom looked at the bank check that had been returned to its original owner, and the words he had thought of how to persuade were stuck in his throat and he didn't know how to express it.

Hydward was still wearing the same suit that had been soaked in heavy rain when he took office, and some traces could not be concealed even if he was well maintained. After incurring huge debts from Portsmouth, the club that had fallen into the abyss was dragged to the death by this man who claimed to be hard-working. The player regained his fighting spirit, and Margery became such a good central defender in just over a month; Lawrence, an Irishman who loves to sing, has really become the unstoppable one, scoring or assisting almost every two rounds; How does the late-minded Etuhu look like the boy who was chasing the wind at Manchester City...... The team has changed a lot and will probably continue to change.

"Tom, remember when I said 25 million? Would you like to hear about my next steps? ”