"Wait a little longer!", Heidler pushed the newspaper aside from the table, frowning as he thought about everything that had happened lately, he always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Directly abandoning Durin is not a difficult choice for him, and the success of a character will inevitably use more people as a stepping stone, otherwise how can he prove that he is the most successful one?

Doolin does have value as an investment, if he can grow healthy and strong.

There is a premise here, that is, he can grow up without dying young, and not become a past that only exists in people's memories because of such and such inexplicable things halfway. And now, this possibility is expanding so rapidly that the value of Doolin's investment has been infinitely reduced to the brink of zero.

He was rejected by the mayor before he could accumulate his advantages, and at the same time he did not know how to leave the city flexibly, he was no longer worthless.

Many people may still have a memory of the past for the worthless things around them, such as an old children's shaker that has been placed for many years, and may be reluctant to throw away the old shaker even if they have a new shaker due to various childhood memories and other reasons. Humans are animals full of feelings, and this just happens to prove that.

But businessmen are obviously different from people, and this is not to say that businessmen are not people, but emotionally, in terms of dealing with things. For merchants, no value is equivalent to waste, which can only be discarded. Durin is such a waste that has lost his value before he has "risen", and it is not a wrong thing to abandon him.

But Heideler just felt that something was not right, he shook his head, and ordered: "Let people pay attention to Durin's affairs, he should use a lawyer, and introduce him to a reliable lawyer." ”

The introduction of a lawyer to Dührin does not mean that Heideler must have some kind of direct connection with Dühring, and how many Gualts Heidler has fished out over the years cannot be said to have been in contact with every Gualt, right? Even the mayor cannot talk about this matter.

The butler withdrew, and Heidler sighed, looking out the glass window at the somewhat gloomy sky, feeling a frenzied irritability.

He was irritable.

He has clearly seen that the old party is unreliable, and only at this time is the wisest choice to join the new party. But the problem is that as a veteran of the old party, it is not easy to break away from the old party. There are people in the Chamber of Commerce who covet his position, there are people in the party who covet his wealth, and he is the least popular among the Gualts. People wanted to climb higher by stepping on his corpse, and he did not allow himself to be that loser.

Sometimes he felt very lonely and hated his father, who had gone to hell.

If his father had stood his ground and had not betrayed the interests and secrets of the country, perhaps he would now be like the Guartes in the slums, the family huddled in a small room, giving birth to a bunch of children, and coming home exhausted every night. But he felt that that kind of life was not necessarily unsatisfactory, and it was true that there might be many problems because of poverty, but he would not be lonely.

Look at the present, he is rich, but he is lonely. He has no people to talk to, no friends, no partners to rely on, he is alone.

Sometimes he wonders if his father passed on the gene of "betrayal" to him, so that when faced with a choice, he always weighs the pros and cons and chooses the safest one, which is also the most ruthless.

He wanted to change, and he longed for change, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

An extremely bright light instantly lit up the whole world, and then there was a thunderous thunder in my ears, and the downpour blurred the whole world in an instant.

"It's raining!"

Looking at the sky outside the iron railing, Dufo blocked the small window with a dismantled bed board to prevent the rain from pouring in. It's a bit cold now, and the damn cage doesn't even have the necessary heating, and I don't know how the people in the other rooms spend the winter in such a place. Dover rubbed his hands together and put the new quilt on his body, finally feeling better.

The stove will only be delivered tomorrow, and I'm afraid it will be a little tougher tonight.

Durin sat calmly on the bed with a quilt in his hand, holding a book, he was reading, and sometimes when he encountered a word that he could not understand, he would draw a horizontal line under the word with a pen. Kevin's words have always been in his heart, and whenever he has time, he will read some books, no matter what they are.

What he is holding in his hand now is a book about reflections on war, called "My War". The main character of the book, that is, the author, was lucky enough to survive forty-one battles and wait for the victory in the Great Patriotic War. But the lucky guy lost two legs and an arm, the traces of the last and most tragic battle.

The dense covering attack from the enemy took away both of his legs and an arm in an instant, and it just so happened that there was a medic by his side, who simply stopped the bleeding and bandaged him, allowing him to survive.

Although he was alive and saw the victory of the war, he felt that the war was actually lost.

A former powerful empire was beaten to the ground by a neighbor who he looked down on in the past, and almost took off his pants. Keeping the pants was a temporary victory, but it was definitely not an all-round victory. The author's dictation, combined with the re-creation of the record, has this book that reflects on the war. It reflects not only on the war, but also on the political system, on the sick society.

For a long time, the book was a regular on the best-selling list, and even now, the book is still selling well.

The poor veteran and author spent his whole life fighting to keep himself in his pocket more than a hundred dollars, but the war made him an upstart. Whether the life of two legs and one arm in exchange for abundance is worth it is also something worth reflecting on.

"Dulin, the formalities have been approved, now the arraignment begins, you come out first. Mason stood outside the room with a smile and knocked on the door. In this barbaric world, there are occasional civilized laws and regulations, and all of this was brought about by the New Party.

Durin carefully folded the page into a corner, shook off the quilt he was wearing, put on his shoes and walked towards Mason.

As he walked, he complained, "Damn, it's so cold in here, is that how you abuse prisoners?"

"At least we won't beat them!", Mason replied.